Jacinda wasn't feeling very good and Kiara has a bladder infection, so we decided to stay home and not go to church today. My brother and sis-in-law gave the girls this Hillsong Kids DVD last Christmas, so we popped it in to do some worship. It is so amazing.
They really got something great there. Some of the songs are written specifically for kids, but many of them are the normal Hillsong songs that have been given a rave beat. They got all kinds of youth on stage. Most of the singers/leaders look like they are either high school or college age and in some of the songs they even have a little kids choir. Sure, it's cheesy for an adult, but for the kids, it's gotta be the like Disneyland. But, this isn't just entertainment.
This is worship. I sat there in awe that some of these kids look like they are really getting this Jesus thing. Hills is teaching them what worship is. Incredible. It was a pretty cool experience. With my 2 year old sitting in my lap, I had one of those "God moments" where I had to fight back the tears because of the tug of God on my heart. My heart aches that Jesus isn't getting worshipped in the way He deserves in so many houses and churches...including my own. This morning opened up my mind to all kinds of possibilities though.
Oh, one interesting note. All the leaders of this service for Hills was young. I have heard somewhere before that each person in church leadership has a 20 year window of influence. 10 years younger and 10 years older. Sure, there is the exception, like John Piper who still does effective college ministry with Passion, but on the norm, I'd say it's a pretty good rule. It would take 19 year olds to keep up with that room full of hundreds of little balls of energy. These guys aren't "the future of our church", they are the NOW.
We are hitting the beach in a couple weeks here and I am still fat. What's the deal?
It finally cooled off a little here in Fresno this week and is back down in the 80's so I decided to get outside. I went and ran the stairs yesterday afternoon at Buchanan High School (twice) while my buddies from work did it four times. It was my first time doing it though and they've done it a couple times, to my defense.
The air here in Fresno is terrible and yesterday was no exception. I was huffing and puffing wishing I had my asthma inhaler after the first go through.
I decided to keep my normal monday/friday gym appointment with some guys and went this morning. How quickly the body forgets. I am so sore and tight right now, I'm sure I'll be dying tomorrow. It's all gonna be worth it though when I'm laying on the beach with my bride in a couple weeks. Hard-core from now on.
Tonight is the season opener for "So You Think You Can Dance?" If you don't know, it's the equivalent of American Idol, but for dancers.
I like it better than idol because I'm just so tired of the "tween" vote on Idol and how they directly disregard talent...Michael Johns (cough, cough), for cute boys who won't sell albums except to 6 year olds and maybe some grandma's out there. no offense mom.
Anyway, back to SYTYCD. I honestly didn't care too much for dancing until this show. I went to recitals here and there when I was younger, but was never really into it. Especially the "waive my arms around and call it dance" kind of stuff. I guess it was like hearing a song that was so simple that it sounded juvenile, only to recognize that it's simplicity and hook was pure genius.
So, all that to say, I've found a new appreciation for the art of dance. Plus, there's some sick break-dancing stuff on there.
...or just good friends. Holly Jones aka The Wondering Woman has been a friend of mine for quite awhile now. Her boy-toy, Trevor, is like an extension of my family with roots that go back to Jr. High, but his blog, The Jagged Pill, hasn't seen too much posting in the last year. They both have a demented sense of humor which is one of the many reasons that I love hanging out with them. Today, when I went by their house, we all read this book titled something like, "how to know if you're a republican or a democrat". The best one was: If you are really proud about your housekeeper's son joining the military...you might be a republican. or, if you don't know anyone whose ever been in the military, you might be a democrat. Hilarious! It was fun seeing you guys and Little, even if it was just for a couple minutes.
Holly answered my call for the need of a replacement phone for Jacinda. She has a Motorola RAZR (pink of course) that has seen it's last day and Holly's silver RAZR is the perfect fill-in until we can renew our contract. Go give her a shout out and drop a line to Trevor too, to get blogging again.
My wife's RAZR broke recently and we got a couple months still until we can get a new one with a the "renew your contract" deal. I wanted to know if anyone out there has an older Cingular phone that we could slip her sim card in that they don't use anymore. I'd be happy to pay you back for the shipping and even give it back to you after July 4th.
Let me know if you can help. Thanks.
If you can help it, try not to let anyone steal your identity. It really sucks. You have to do all the leg-work, deal with collection agencies that imply that you or someone you know is a thief, and it takes forever to fix.
Jacinda and I both dealt with the Valentine & Kebartas (the collection agency) people today. The lady we talked to was the most infuriating piece of &*%# person ever. That's right I said @#%^. From the first word out of her mouth, I wanted to punch her teeth in. Honestly, she must've taken classes to be that way. I tore apart my office and went through our legal files trying to find a copy of the police report we had sent in several weeks ago. Apparently they lost it, but say that we are "not cooperating" when we suggest that. I actually almost completely lost it. I can't remember a time that I've been that pissed off.
So, we took a walk tonight, got some fresh air, and J and I finally got to see Juno. Great movie! Very quirky, good music, and there were several moments where I belly-laughed. It always amazes me that there is so much creativity out there. I mean, the story itself is decent, but the characters, especially Juno herself, are one of a kinds. I give it 3 out of 4 orange tic-tacs.