March 2008


I’m hitting the road again tomorrow for a short trip to Dallas.  I’m helping with a Disciplship Summit on Saturday at Richardson Nazarene Church.  In addition to helping out, I’m also doing a listening session on youth ministry.  It should be good.  If you are in the area you should bring a group.  I’m flying in Friday and if anyone is up for a good meal and better conversation I have some time Friday evening. 

Every morning for the last 2 1/2 years I have woken up with a song in my head.  This song (different each day) is almost always a praise or worship song of some kind.  If you know me you know that it is not because that is what I was listening to when I fell asleep.  Sure, I occasionally listen to some Crowder or something, but to be honest, not all that often. But there it is EVERY morning.  I have grown to interpret this as one of the assurances that someone is praying for me.  At first I resisted, but now I find it encouraging. 

The past two mornings a different song was in my head.  “Hey little girl with the red dress on…” is how it begins.  It’s a song I heard sitting in a stairwell at a rescue mission.  One of the residents there had a guitar and was playing a few songs for me.  This was not your average white guy with a guitar and a song.  This was beautiful and incredible and real.  Probaby the most powerful part of the songs were that I knew they came from real life, real pain, real joy, real Jesus.  (more…)