Happy International Hug A Musician Day!

Just a few of my favorites…
"There are no stupid questions, but there are a LOT of inquisitive idiots."

"There are no stupid questions, but there are a LOT of inquisitive idiots."

"It's best to avoid standing directly between a competitive jerk and his goals. "

"It's best to avoid standing directly between a competitive jerk and his goals. "

"The journey of a thousand miles sometimes ends very, very badly."

"The journey of a thousand miles sometimes ends very, very badly."

"It could be that the purpose of your life is only to serve as a warning to others."

"It could be that the purpose of your life is only to serve as a warning to others."

"When you earnestly believe you can compensate for a lack of skill by doubling your efforts, there's no end to what you can't do."

"When you earnestly believe you can compensate for a lack of skill by doubling your efforts, there's no end to what you can't do."

"For every winner, there are dozens of losers. Odds are you're one of them."

"For every winner, there are dozens of losers. Odds are you're one of them."

"Never underestimate the power of stupid people in large groups."

"Never underestimate the power of stupid people in large groups."

"The early worm is for the birds."

"The early worm is for the birds."

"Until you have the courage to lose sight of the shore, you will not know the terror of being forever lost at sea."

"Until you have the courage to lose sight of the shore, you will not know the terror of being forever lost at sea."

"Never before have so many people with so little to say said so much to so few."

"Never before have so many people with so little to say said so much to so few."

I mean who even likes these???? They’re the worst tasting apples on the market and the only ones to have a descriptive word attached to their name. Did they think they could trick us? … “If we just call them delicious maybe people won’t notice that they taste disgusting.”

My Gmail stat message: And the girl that lets the bouquet fall at her feet? …What happens to her?

And to follow is the true confession of what REALLY happened:

Kelly: hahaha   might you be referring to me at the wedding saturday? LOL
let me know what does happen to her….i’d be interested to know!
 Sent at 12:15 PM on Monday
me: um when you moved out of the way at the last second and it fell at my feet and i took the crap for it
yea – that one

Kelly: hahahahhaha
me: unreal
Kelly: yea….didnt feel the need to catch that one
lol
me: omg

me: i was like – ‘but it was hers’
and ppl were like ’shereeeee!!!!!’
and i was just standing there all embrassed
Kelly: haha awww!  i feel kinda bad now
but not bad enough to have wanted to catch it

Kelly: hahahhahahha!  i think i def win this one!  LOL no one’s said anything to me except–”that was SOOOOOOOOOO funny!”

me: omg
i am so getting you back for this!
you better watch your back
IT’S ON!
Kelly: haha  BRING IT!

 

So the moral of the story is that the truth always comes out…

So, how did it go? well …lets see here…

Woke up tired …kept forgetting the words to my songs during warm up …not enough coffee and too much water …parked all the way down the hill …15 minute walk in the rain …hair do completely ruined!!!! …walked into the audition room - made some bashful comment - felt like I was 5 …sang GREAT! …really! … better than expected …walked back down the hill – got blasted by high winds …stopped at Starbucks …saw Jon Gray …and now I’m at work answering phones with a goofy grin :)

I think it went pretty good!

 

NATURES HUG FOR THE WINTER TRODDEN SOUL!

I just started reading the autobiography of Charles Finney and right in the first chapter he describes a group of Christians that he was exposed to right before his conversion. He refers to them as a praying group; people who would often gather and pray for the Holy Spirit, for the infilling and for a revival. But then he goes on to say that the longer he was around them the more disappointing they were; because although they prayed more fervently than most, nothing happened. No Holy Ghost meetings, no revival and no fulfilling of personal needs of strength. Why not? He asked in his book. Because in there hearts – they didn’t believe. He says “They did not pray in faith, in the sense of expecting God to give them the things that they asked for.”(pg. 12) After reading this, I was reminded of a time in my own life when the Lord spoke to me about this very thing.

 

About 3 years ago I had dropped out of college because I couldn’t afford to pay my living expenses and tow a full course load at the same time. This drop was only to be temporary until I was stable enough to return. Being that this was completely against my own personal will (not being in school that is) I tried really hard just to hit the ground running and take care of business to minimize this delay. I applied to many jobs. The one I had could only offer me part time hours and I needed full time plus in order to make it. I remember sitting on the computer for hours emailing my resume and searching out job opportunities. I went in for interviews; several interviews. But to no avail. They either couldn’t offer me what I needed financially or they required me to jeopardize times in my schedule set a side for church; a compromise I was unwilling to make. In the mean time got a second part time job waitressing. Month after month went by and still nothing. I was working two insufficient jobs and instead of paying off college debt I was incurring more. I started to wrestle with this. I had NEVER been in debt before. Somehow my hard work always supplied enough to keep my head up; but not this time. I was working as hard as I could with what I had but no matter what I did it just wasn’t enough.

 

I had been praying all along but now I was getting desperate. I began really seeking the Lord, weeping night after night. Praying “Lord I feel forsaken …I ‘m giving it all I have and still nothing” I couldn’t figure it out. I was paying tithes. I had only rejected job offers that meant compromising church. I was putting the Lord first. Wasn’t that what I was supposed to do? It’s not like I wasn’t trying. I was working at it. It’s not like I wasn’t asking. I prayed every night. So what then? Why wouldn’t the Lord help me? I had reached the point of desperation. I began to call out the promises of the Lord in prayer. The one that stirred in my heart the loudest was John 14:18 “I will not leave you orphans; I will come to you.” That was me. I was an orphan in this world. I had lost both of my parents at the age of 11. If this verse applied to anyone, it applied to me. This lot, the lot of an orphan was so heavy on me. I couldn’t shake it. It became like a prison in my mind. I was condemned by it. The condemnation of my mind grew louder and mocked me. “You’ll always be alone”, “there’s no way out for you” and “you can’t have what other people have, your life will always be one of suffering”. I became deeply discouraged. On the brink of giving up, I had fought hard and was weak. I hated the thought of giving in, it hurt me more than the fight but what choice did I have. Nothing was working. I remember sitting on the couch crying. In my mind I turned over scripture.  Hebrews 13:5 “…I will never leave you nor forsake you” Hebrews 12:7 “If you endure chastening, God deals with you as with sons…” Luke 11:9 “…ask and it will be given to you…”

 

‘I did ask …’ I thought as this verse past by.

 

I began to pray again this time with a very sorrowful inquiry. “Why Lord? Why am I trapped? Why can’t I shake this destitute lot?”

 

And in my heart came the answer. “You live as an orphan, because you call yourself one”

 

Instantly it became clear to me. I asked for help but wouldn’t believe the Lord to help me. I began to weep and repent. What an insult to the Lord’s love. How could I have been so foolish as to call Him my father but then speak of myself as an orphan? “I’m so sorry Lord…”

 

It wasn’t much longer after this that things began to change for me. I got a good job and started cleaning up the mess these months left behind.

 

Although this story is more of a natural occurrence; I think it has spiritual parallels. We have a Father in heaven, one who desires to give us spiritual gifts. He is a God of love and compassion. His will is that we would receive salvation through Jesus Christ and then go out in His name and accomplish the will of the Father. He desires to sanctify us and fill us with truth to carry out into this world. But we have an enemy, one who despises the Fatherhood of Christ and seeks out ways to make us feel like spiritual orphans. No father – no help. But it’s not true! We do have a Father! We are not orphans! We are children of the King! Hebrews 11:6 says “But without faith it is impossible to please Him, for he who comes to God must believe that He is, and that He is a rewarder of those who diligently seek Him.” If the Lord didn’t want us to have His gifts He wouldn’t have instructed us to pray for them. We need to believe. Believe not only that He CAN but that He WILL.

 

 

The winner was pronounced ‘The biggest loser!’

 

Ain’t got nothin… (people actually say this seriously)

 

Wicked Good! (“How can something be wicked and good at the same time?” – LL original quote lol)

 

Smooth over the road (I don’t know either…)

 

Ringing in the silence (one of my personal favorites)

 

Drink a cup of coffee and relax

 

Tears of Joy (awwww…so good!)

 

Answer with a question (what?)

 

Betty Crocker’s Home-made Brownies? (come on folks how gullible do you think we are?)

 

Blame it on the new guy… (That never gets old!)

 

I mean …they just don’t make no sense!

A country girl measures her fun by the pile of dirt at the bottom of her hamper

Music is the creative outlet that frees my soul to speak 

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