ramblings of a wannabe rockstar

Today was a pinnacle day for me. Just thought I’d mention it. Amazing.

Returned home late Saturday afternoon from the trip to Honduras. It was an amazing time! Now I begin the process of decompression, gathering thoughts, sorting through pictures, and everything that goes with being back home after a week like I just experienced.

It’s been an emotional couple of days, recalling various aspects of the trip with Raquel and friends. I’ve cried a lot. There’s a part of me that desperately misses being there, but mostly so relieved to be home.

In the coming days, pictures will be posted up on Flickr, and excerpts from the journal will be posted here. Please stay tuned.

The 1990’s was a great decade for Christian music, particularly in the alt-rock genre. Shannon (from the Dallas band Farstar) and I are collaborating on a music blog to share out-of-print music from some of the greatest bands and artists of that era.

Head on over to the Alt Christian Music Archive to check it out. Leave us comments from time to time and feel free to make suggestions on what you might like to hear.

Peace.

We leave in six days for Honduras. This week has snuck up on me. I don’t feel like I’m prepared for it. I mean, technically, I’m not…still need to go pick up supplies, clothes, etc…that’s a given. But mentally and spiritually…I’m not there yet either. I was kinda hoping I would be there by now.

I mentioned it a couple months ago how I haven’t had to rely so heavily this time around on some of the basic faith elements like I did in preparations for for last year’s trip to Nicaragua. But I find myself being distracted by that, I think. Frankly, I have a bit of a difficult time placing a finger on the reason for my lack of connection to the spiritual aspect of the trip.

Writing about it here helps a bit. I need to slow down. Take a moment to let God show up and find out from Him, what to expect from Him. I had to lean so heavily on supernatrual provision last year…not so much monetarily…but in so many other ways, that I felt so connected to who God is and what He was teaching me through that experience. I haven’t had that same urgency, with this trip.

So, now I sit here…on a surface level…being very excited about getting away for eight days with some of my best friends to do what I love to do best, which is to serve those who need to be served. Deeper than that though, I lift up this prayer:

God, remove the blinders of comfortability and steadiness that I have put on since my return last year. Help me to see what you need me to learn. Prepare my heart to see Yours. Most of all, remove me from getting in my way and let me find peace and restoration in You.

Thanks to the monetary and prayer assistance of several of you (and the winnings of my participation in Matt Neuenburg’s Summer Blockbuster Pool last year), my trip has been provided for entirely. I will never cease to be completely humbled by the willingness of people to participate in something like this on a financial level, and I thank you for it…both to those of whom I know, and those who gave anonymously. I would ask again that you remember me and the team with whom I am traveling across the next two weeks in your prayers. Pray with me for the things I mentioned above. Pray for our safety. Most of all, though…join me in praying for the people of the villages we will visit.

Again, I thank you.