I leave tomorrow morning for the West Coast where we will have our next ZOE worship conference. The College Church in Fresno has been one of our very favorite places to go. The people there are the very definition of hospitality. They have that reputation. (another friend who visited there for something said the same thing.) What a great way to be known! The "green room" is always stocked with lots of goodies.

The Shepherds there are hands-on, involved, engaged, passionate, and unified. I wish more of our elderships looked like that. On Saturday night each year, several of the Elders make an elaborate dinner--ribs, tri-tip (like brisket), asparagus, stuffed mushrooms, and the most amazing desserts you've ever seen. It is truly unreal.

I'll never forget the first year we went there and the entire eldership surrounded us that Sunday morning and prayed over us--very moving and passionate prayers. The Elders had tears streaming and MAN, did we! It is a very special place.

The theme to our conference this year is "Desperate". This is our first one on the road after our Nashville conference in October. I was thinking this morning that we have experienced some real desperation this week in regards to Chris Cope and the families involved in Abilene--especially the Bourlands. What do we do with desperation? It seems to be this enigma that taunts us. We are told to "be still and know that He is God" and feel the "peaces that passes understanding". Praise the Lord for those amazing gifts! But, what happens when those phrases seem empty? What happens when people in our lives are struggling to the degree that saying something like that might evoke a punch in the face? What happens when someone near to us is sitting on the "ash heap"?

There's something about this fallen world that causes us to feel desperation. All of creation groans with expectation for the time when God sets things right. There's a place in us that will never be satisfied by words or the things of this world. We are a part of the groaning. We see death and we groan. We see violence and we groan. We see poverty and hunger and we groan. We see suffering and we groan.

Sometimes, we learn the most from times of desperation. But sometimes the learning comes from suffering. Our tendency is to push the suffering aside and try to hurry to healing by skipping some steps. Maybe some time spent on the ash heap is good. Maybe when our friends are there what would help the most is our presence more than words. Maybe there's something God wants to teach us or sharpen in us through our suffering or the suffering of those close to us?

I remember people saying some pretty asinine things to me after losing my dad. I know they were trying to help, but grief and pain seem to short circuit our judgment. The best thing said to me was by Donna Reynolds. As she sat crying with me and hugging me, she reminded me that this world is fallen. God never meant for it to be this way. He never wanted death. It's not a part of who we were made to be. That made sense to me.

Desperation--it's a tricky thing. It can be Life to some and death to others. There's a Godly desperation--a hunger, a thirst, a gasp for the presence of the living God. God can use our desperation to soften our hearts if we'll let him. If we don't allow Him into those times, it's an opportunity for the enemy to tell us all kinds of stupid things.

Whatever desperation you're feeling today, may it be a tool that breeds Life and deepens your walk with Christ.

I'll close with these words of Job.

"I know you can do all things;
no plan of yours can be thwarted.
Surely I spoke of things I did not understand,
things too wonderful for me to know."

Please keep us in your prayers this weekend as we listen for the Lord, minister to people, and lift Him up in worship.

Many prayers have been lifted over the last couple of days for Chris, Austin, Julie, the Bourlands and all those involved in the horrible car wreck near Abilene. I don't know about you but I've just been heavy with this whole thing--thinking about Julie and what she'll have to live with, thinking about the loss the Bourlands are dealing with, thinking about Diane on that flight to Fort Worth thinking back to a flight with Megan over 10 years ago. There is so much to be thankful for, though. I am so thankful that Chris is ok. I am so thankful that if that had to happen, it happened in a community where the love of Christ runs so deep.

Chris is better this morning. They took the tube out and he's aware and processing what happened. He's surrounded by people who love him. The funeral for Brody is also today. Let's remember them.

It's caused me to look at my family differently. I hugged on Maddie and Ella and Sheryl yesterday more than usual. At dinner as we prayed, I confessed a realization that every moment--EVERY moment--is a gift. We aren't guaranteed any amount of time. I want to drink in each laugh, each giggle, each wink, each hug, every "watch this, daddy", and every moment with my sweet girls. The thought of losing one of them is more than I can bear. I just grieve for the Bourlands. God, comfort them in a way that we cannot even imagine.

I am feeling harried as I finish plans for the West Coast Conference. Mike won't be joining us for obvious reasons. It won't be the same. I have much to do today to get back on track and ready to leave on Thursday morning.

One last thing--there's a new compilation worship CD out there you might want to check out. ZOE is on it along with others like Darlene Zschech, Chris Tomlin, Matt Redman, Third Day and others. (They took one of the songs off our last recording and stuck it on there) It's called "Jesus"

A call for prayer tonight--

A vehicle carrying a group of kids from Highland traveling back to Abilene had an accident and rolled 3 times this afternoon. Mike Cope's son, Chris, was among the kids involved. He was seriously injured. As I write this, he is being flown to Fort Worth's Cooke Hospital with a lung injury and badly beaten up and bruised. Doctors are saying he'll have a long road in the next few weeks and may get worse before he gets better, but he should be fine. I spoke with Mike on the phone a little while ago. Diane had flown with Chris and Dickie Porche was driving Mike to the metroplex.

The boy sitting next to Chris in the car was killed. I cannot imagine the grief. His name is Brody Bourland. Thom Lemmon's son was also involved and was flown to Ft. Worth. I don't a lot about his condition.

Please, please get on your knees tonight for these families. It will be such a difficult recovery for everyone. I am praying that the Lord will heal Chris and the other quickly and spare Mike and Diane and all the others as much grief and heartache as possible.

Thank you for lifting this up.

The Otter Limits show was a blast last night as always. Some highlights included the Griffith Family (all supernaturally gifted) with their singing/guitar, fiddle, spoon playing children, Johnathan Vest and Keith Thompson as the middle school music teachers from Sat Night Live (Keith played the woman), Ken Switzer and Trisha Simpson as the Whiners (also from SNL), Gabe Wicks Johnny Cash Medley with new lyrics about Otter Creek--hilarious. There were many great moments. Sheryl and I sang "All I Ask of You" from Phantom. I always love singing with Sheryl.

This morning I was thinking back to the first time I sang in front of people. I had to have been around Maddie's age. Here's the song I sang (to the tune of "Dixie")

Well, I stuck my head in a little skunk's hole
And the little skunk said, "Well, bless my soul!
Take it out! Take it out! Take it out! Remove it!"

Well, I didn't take it out and the little skunk said,
"If you don't take it out you'll wish you were dead!
Take it out! Take it out! Take it out!"
Pssssssssst
I removed it.

I can imagine how that edifies you this morning. You can be expecting a ZOE arrangement of that coming real soon.

I haven't blogged at all about this yet, but I am planning some pretty major changes for our praise team ministry. I have been praying, wrestling, worrying over this for at least 6 months. It's time. I believe God has called people into leadership here. What I want to do is simply bring that to fruition and help our praise team ministry be about gifted leadership--not just gifted singing. Please pray for me. It will be an exciting and difficult time. I am really excited!

Have a great morning, everyone! We have our missionaries from Africa, the Coulstons, here today. It should be a great morning!

Here's our order of worship:

Welcome—Steve Sherman
Family Prayer— Troy Link/ Jeff Krinks
Meet and greet

Praise and Worship—Brandon Scott Thomas
--Days of Elijah
--Great is the Lord Almighty
--Ancient of Days
Reading from Ps. 67
(vs.1-2—men, vs.3—all, vs.4—women, vs.5—all, vs.6—leader, vs.7—all)
--O Praise the Lord
--Let Your Glory Fall

Sharing—Charles and Darlene Coulston
--Send Your Rain (first chorus to the end—includes second verse)
--Before the Throne of God Above (congregational version)

Supper/Offering—David Nowers
--What Can Wash Away My Sin (chorus, vs1, chorus)

Ministry Moment—Jeanine Adams and the women’s ministry
Shepherd’s Close—Leland Vickers
--Days if Elijah (chorus)

She's Back!!!
Judy Thomas's Blog

Ryan Williamson and I had a blast today getting Mom all fixed up. She had about one million email messages. I know it will take a while to dig out but she's back in blog land!!

Tonight we are a part of the Otter Limits Talent Show at Otter Creek along with 24 other acts. It's always a blast and absolutely hilarious!!

Have a great night, everyone!

Last night Sheryl and I went to see Finding Neverland. I highly recommend it. It's tough to recover after seeing it, but it's worth it.

January 13th is my father's birthday. Typically, I try to do something to remember him on that day like go down to the inner city daycare (Wayne Reed center) and read to the kids, or try to cut snow flakes into crazy shapes, or write notes to friends--something that he would do. That helps me feel close to him. Yesterday I found myself at the end of the day and having done nothing really like that as in years past. The movie last night ended up being that thing. Sheryl and I both confessed later that we had to fight back the sobbing reflex while watching. It was wonderful.

My father was really Peter Pan in a lot of ways. He was the boy who never really grew up. He also helped others see how rigid "adulthood" could rob them of the fun of living. He taught people to "fly" by thinking of good things. He told stories about pirates, Indians, far away places, and imaginary creatures. I remember stories at bedtime about places where the trees dripped with taffy and carmeled apples, the grass was cotton candy, and the clouds were marshmallows. I remember stories about "Little Joe" who lived with his family in a hole in our garden (sort of like the "Borrowers". Of course there was the tragic day when my father was plowing the front garden and I realized he was plowing them up and ran out to stop him. He left a space where Joe's home supposedly was.) He was a man much like the author of Peter Pan. He made a difference in people's lives--especially children. He saw raw gifts in people and encouraged them to cultivate them. He was a great man.

However, just like the ticking clock inside the crocodile in the story of Peter Pan, it's a reminder that we are all being chased by the inevitable. We are but a blade of grass--here today and gone tomorrow. BUT--unlike those characters, our "Neverland" is real. We have an inheritance that cannot spoil or fade away. As Peter Pan said, "To die would be an awfully grand adventure!" It's true for us too. There is much work to be done here. There are dreams to instill. There are people to touch. There are lives waiting to be changed. There are crippled hearts waiting for the touch from the Master through our love. What an adventure we are on! To live is Christ. To die is gain. Both are incredible adventures when the Lord is with us.

As you can see in these photos, I have been busily cleaning. The empty space on the back wall is where my piano goes. It's been sitting in the sanctuary for over a month because we used it for the show and now the "Otter Limits" variety show is this weekend and it needed to stay for that. Next week we'll roll it back in here to its new home on a different wall. I LOVED walking in to a clean office this morning. THANK YOU, TRINA!!!! We have worked really hard. I think I have thrown away 3 huge trash cans full of old music books, memorabilia, and CDs that I will never use.

What you can't see is my desk--currently clean--and my computer credenza which sits behind it. It needs some help. BUT--we're getting there!!

So, Donald Miller...whoever decided to have him at the Belcourt was not a visionary. It was more than sold out. In fact, they had to do a whole second speaking time at 9pm which I was not able to come to. My mom and I were out of luck. I am sure it was wonderful.

My night was much more fun. I went on home and played with the girls. Cleaning my office yesterday I found a bunch of old music from when I taught voice lessons. (younger music from things like Annie, Little Mermaid, etc) I took the Little Mermaid music home and played it and Maddie and Ella were really loving it. That evolved into getting the camcorder out and taping Maddie playing and singing Old McDonald, Jesus Loves Me, etc. It was a fun night. We ended up upstairs in the playroom with me in their Little Tykes house. Ella and Maddie were putting things in the microwave (unplugged) and pretending to make me dinner. So sweet! Maddie was making "Charlie Browns" (what she calls brownies--I love that!)

I am still processing some of my time with Greg Williams. Greg came to "shadow" me. He probably has no idea how encouraging his presence was. I needed his perspective and his brotherly words. It's amazing how true encouragement in the Spirit impacts you down to the marrow. I've had plenty of the opposite of that. It was a striking comparison. It makes me think about what Jesus said about fruit. You can judge things by the fruit it bears. Some of the fruit of my conversations with Greg over the course of 24 hours have been a desire to seek renewal, a longing for a deeper touch of God on those places in my heart that still need healing, and a conviction to find my joy in the things of God. It's funny--it's like God has broad sided me this week with some real conviction in areas that needed revealing and convicting.

As you go about your day today, don't underestimate the power of Spirit-filled, life giving words. You never know what God might do through you to break down walls.

Thanks for all the congratulatory messages. We are really excited. I am sure that's evident.

At the ultra sound they were taking video of all the body parts and when they got to the arm he stretched out his hand and made a waving motion. Ella promptly waved back. It was the cutest thing!

My good friend, Greg Williams, is here visiting. We've had a blessed 24 hours of sharing and encouraging each other. I didn't know how much I really needed that. It's been such a blessing. I shared some stories of last year with him. It is always great to hear from someone with fresh perspective. He asked me to share some of the things God did for good and that was such a positive exercise for me. Greg is here doing some healing of his own. It's been a real encouragement.

I am in the middle of "Clean Sweep" in my office. So far it's been a 2 day process. I am throwing SO many things away. I don't feel grossed out to be in here today--that's a good thing.

This morning I waited in line with a million other people to register our kids for Otter Creek pre-school. It's weird to think that Ella will be going this next year! It was fun to see a lot of friends there.

Have a great Wednesday, everyone! Tonight I am going to the Belcourt to hear Donald Miller, author of Blue Like Jazz. It should be a really cool night. Lots of Otter folks are going. I'll have a report tomorrow.

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YEEEE-HAAAAAWWWWW! Everything looked great, he's measuring right on time, and has all limbs in tact. He wasn't shy either. There's no doubt...he's a boy. We are SO pumped! Thanks for being excited with us! Praise the Lord!

Good morning, everyone! Back in Nashville now. Great trip to Orlando! More on that in a minute.

Regarding the comment section on the blog over the last couple of days--no offense taken at all. This is a good forum for asking questions. My wife has labored over the years of our marriage to help me be better about asking questions instead of immediately assuming. I still struggle with that. It's not uncommon for her to say to me, "Why don't you just ask me if that's the way I'm feeling instead of assuming?" She has a great point. I am positive that I do that in all areas of life at one point or another. My deal with the Passion thing was to simply report, as one who was there, what transpired. It really was amazing. Had I not been there, I might even agree with Daren about the actions of what went on inside as opposed to the world outside. (there was a contribution taken for the victims in South Asia, by the way. No word on how much was raised, but these college students were giving generously all week.) I guess my caution to you and to me is to be slow to judge something you have no first hand knowledge of. Seems like I have a tendency to do that at times.

Even so, both scenarios are supported in scripture. Jesus encouraged the selfless ministry to others and giving all one had to people in need, as well as extravagant worship. The woman who came in to Jesus and poured expensive perfume comes to mind. That must have been incredibly uncomfortable for those watching--and wondering why she wasn't giving that money to the poor. Yet, there were many other times when He called people out of their religious boxes into a new way of thinking about Kingdom. Living it. Isn't it cool how multi-dimensional this walk with Him is? It really can be mind blowing.

The thing I appreciate about Daren, for those of you who don't know him, is his relentless search for the heart of God. It has been one of the things that has greatly encouraged me. There is much to learn on the journey. Sometimes I feel like I am riding the "short bus" to my Spiritual special ed class. Strike that...MOST of the time. I'm glad the Lord speaks to us through each other and through the Spirit. I'm thankful for the accountability.

Now, Orlando--so, Friday I went with a friend from the conference and met Bret Testerman and Charles Stovall for lunch. It was fun to see them. Afterwards, Charles took my friend, Mitch, and me to MGM to ride a couple of rides. The Rockin-Roller Coaster was about the coolest thing ever. 0-60mph in 2 seconds. It's like a rocket. It's completely dark inside and they have Aerosmith music blaring. LOVED IT.

Next was Tower of Terror. Ok, I have confessed to my great fear of heights. I decided to stand in line with Mitch and Charles to pass the time since I WAS NOT GOING ON THAT RIDE. By the time we got inside and it was time to get on, I noticed two small girls in line behind us. I leaned over to one of them and asked her age. "4", she said, and her babysitter offered that she had ridden this yesterday. I asked the little girl if it was scary and she said, "Vewy sca-wy". I figured, if she can do this I can. So I got on.

I am not sure when I came to, it was several days later. OK, just kidding, but seriously. There's a reason kids ride those things. They are more resilient. It scared the pants off me. I freaked. But I was very proud of having done it. Once is enough. Never again. Charles, you were the smart one.

It was wonderful to come home and see the girls and Sheryl. I am so blessed to have them. I pray that you all are enjoying the gift of family and friends today as you worship. It's still such a cool thought that my mom isn't just visiting. She's here!

May God continue to open our hearts to being more like Him--as radically different from our nature as it may be.

Orlando is beautiful--as always. And, as always, my flight here was delayed. Southwest cannot seem to get their flights from Nashville to Orlando ironed out. Every time I fly that route I am delayed.

The conference is ok. The Integrity worship session today brought some possibilities and I found some good dramatic sketches for Sunday mornings, but no other nuggets to speak of. One cool thing--I ran into an old friend from the Don McMinn conference in Dallas, Jason Beams. I hadn't seen him in 5 years. We got to catch up and turns out he's moved from Houston to be the music minister for a Baptist church out in Windemere, Florida. It was really good to see him and catch up. Those Don McMinn conferences are really great for building lasting friendships. I still have close friends I met there who I keep in contact with on a regular basis. Some of you music ministers should check it out. It's called the 6 Acts Conference. Go to www.6acts.org and you'll find more info.

Today I had lunch with my friend Mitch Crowe (minister of music at a Baptist church in S.C.) and two other older gentlemen who I don't know. As we were waiting in line at Chili's, one of the older men was making a comment about the waitress. He leaned over to the other one and said, "Look at her hair! She paid money to have it look that way. Mine looks like that when I roll out of the bed without having to pay at all." Then they both slowly looked my direction probably realizing what they had said and how closely I resemble that remark. I just smiled. I didn't tell them that my hair product of choice is actually called "bedhead" and that it TAKES A LONG TIME TO MAKE IT LOOK THAT WAY! It's an art. It is, I'm serious. Whatever.

Sheryl seems to be managing well at home with the kids. I wish they were here. I am meeting Chas (Charles Stovall--a great ZOE supporter!) tomorrow at Disney for lunch. Since he's the bigshot at Disney he's offered to let us play a little out there too. Thanks, Chas! The girls would die if they knew I was that close to the princesses. Maddie especially.

I am still floating from the Passion experience. It's funny to go from that to this. It just so dramatically reveals the chasm between the emerging generation and this modern church. The good news is, the focus of worship is still Jesus. We just all speak a different language in the way we approach it. Sometimes VERY different.

I pray your day is blessed.

I am so exhausted, but let me tell you about my experience tonight. I decided to go to the late night event at Passion--which I had been strongly encouraged to do by one of the workers. I probably wouldn't have gone because it started at 11pm! It is now almost 1am.

I got there and people were waiting outside. Around 10:15 there were already close to 200 or so waiting at the doors. I soon realized that no one was talking--at all. About 10:45 there were thousands waiting stretching as far back as the Ryman--as far as you could see, a sea of people. Covering the streets waiting to enter the arena (there were probably 17,000 or so at this thing). No one was talking. You could see hands raised in prayer, eyes closed, people praying, people smiling, people waiting. The anticipation was so thick you could have cut it with a knife.

The doors finally opened and everyone quietly proceeded in (at this point I was wondering who had told them to be quiet and how they had gotten the word out). As we entered the arena, Shane and Shane were sitting on the floor in the center of the arena on stools playing guitar, the only lights were candles and a spot on them. The floor was lit so you could see where you were going. Again--silence. People came in and there were hundreds, maybe thousands on the floor (no chairs) sitting around them. The floor filled, the first level filled, then the other levels began to fill until almost every seat was taken. My guess is at least 10,000 people were there tonight. Meanwhile, no talking, no yelling, only soft, worshipful guitar playing. People took their seats and began to enter into worshipful prayer. Not too long after the singing began. It was one of the coolest beginnings to a worship time I have ever experienced. Louie Giglio talked tonight--amazing. Shane and Shane led worship, Chris Tomlin, and David Crowder. Tonight will be one of those high points of worship for me.

It has been fun being with Jeff and Jourdan. Jeff is still recovering from his experience with American Idol. I am just glad the Lord knows what He wants from Jeff--and it's not Simon! Maddie was completely star struck and had a huge crush on Jeff. We'll be hearing about him for weeks, I'm sure. That is until she sees Peter Wilson again. Maddie loves some Peter Wilson. :)

Have a great night/morning. God is good! I am grateful for a full day of worship and renewal.

Happy Birthday to ELLA!!! Two years old today. As you can see, she is a beauty AND a clown! She brings joy and laughter into every day. I am so grateful for the gift she is to our family. Happy birthday, sweetie!

It's been fun being with Jeff Johnson and Jourdan. The Passion conference is amazing. Jason McArthur and I are meeting up with them this morning to enjoy the worshiping--and hopefully finding some new music! Chris Tomlin, Matt Redman, David Crowder--how can you go wrong?

Have a great afternoon, everyone. Good comments yesterday. Thought provoking. I guess my question about worship would also go to life. Would an unbeliever think we really believed what we were singing about or saying? Or would we appear as most Christians do...faking it or going through the motions? Major physical expression is not what I am talking about. Sincerity, heart felt worship, expression of any kind, a simple smile--these are things that would be nice. Thoughts?

I am sitting here tonight waiting on our friend, Jeff Johnson, to arrive. He and his girlfriend, Jordan, came to Nashville tonight for the opening of the Passion Worship Conference. Jeff is fresh off his experience with American Idol. I can't wait to hear stories. They are staying until Tuesday.

We had a pretty good morning. Lots of people traveling. Scott McDowell preached and did an awesome job. He is so tall. I told someone tonight that I thought I could wear his shoes as pants. I got up on stage after his sermon to lead worship and the music stand we were sharing was literally over my head. His message was great today. The congregation seemed zombie-fied though. Maybe it was the holiday rush being over and everyone feeling tired. Who knows? I just thought first service was like waking the dead---unsuccessfully, I might add.

This week will be crazy. I head to Orlando on Wednesday for a couple of days of Music Florida. I will also get to see a couple of friends out there. Between now and then I am trying to soak in as much family time as possible.

ONE WEEK FROM TOMORROW we find out whether this baby is a boy or a girl. I am so pumped! Either way, we just want it to be healthy and A SLEEPER! Is that too much to ask? I'll keep you posted. Sheryl felt a strong kick the other night. That was exciting confirmation that things seem to be going well.

The sermon this morning came from Mark 10. Bartimaeus called to Jesus saying, "Have mercy on me, Son of David!" Jesus asked him, "What do you want me to do for you?" This was no "health/wealth" message. I despise that line of thinking, if you can even call it thinking. Imagine Jesus saying that to you as we stand in the door way of 2005. Preface it with a moment of careful thinking...and hear those words of Jesus. "What do you want me to do for you?" Would it be to remove a sin that plagues you? Would it be to give you the eyes to see--to really see--with Spiritual sight? Would it be to have discerning wisdom? Would it be to find healing in your marriage or your heart? I was struck with the lavish love of the Father today. I am not sure how I would answer that question. I liked Scott's answer though--"I want what YOU want for me." Maybe that should be our prayer this year?

2005? How can it be? It seems like it was just 1995. I have to be honest in saying that I am not that sorry to see 2004 leave. It was a long, hard year. I am excited for what the Lord will bring in 2005 and grateful for all He saw us through in 2004.

Today we had Ella's second birthday party. Her birthday is really this Tuesday, the 4th, but we celebrated today with a small group of friends and family. It was fun having the Boones here from Abilene. Grant's parents live here and they've been here for the holidays. We had breakfast with waffles, strawberries, whipped cream, and bacon. Ella enjoyed her friends being here and we had a great New Year's Day celebration. Maybe we should make that a yearly thing?

We went out with Ryan and Sarah Williamson last night for NY's Eve and had a great time. We saw Ocean's 12 and ate at Buca Di Bepo. Awesome night! My mom volunteered to keep the girls. OUR LIVES HAVE REALLY CHANGED! The girls loved it and I think my mom did too. We enjoyed a New Year's Day supper at her place tonight--delicious "hop-n-john" with black-eyed peas!

I am grateful tonight for the blessing of my family. Watching Maddie and Ella play today was such a gift. Sheryl is such a beautiful, loving, talented woman of God and He has blessed me with her as a lifetime mate. He's given us the gift of family living close like my mom and Aunt KiKi. He's given us amazing friends who also feel like family. We are richly blessed.

Tonight as I left Maddie's room she told me she loved me and I asked her how much. She replied, "Big and strong!" That's the best way I know to describe my gratitude to the Lord for all He's given us.

Happy New Year, blog family!

I went to a late movie last night with JV, Philip Henry and Dan Henderson. We saw "Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events". I have heard mixed reviews on it, but I LOVED it. It was just weird enough to be really great! The only downside, and for me it's a huge downside, was that one of the sections of the movie featured snakes. Lots of snakes. Huge snakes. Small snakes. Snakes, snakes, snakes. I HATE SNAKES! When the huge snake jumped at the kids I jumped and I think I might have screamed. I just lost it--popcorn and all on the floor. Did I mention that I hate snakes? No amount of peer pressure can change this. I realize it's dorky. But hey--it is what it is.

Before we put the girls in bed last night they were playing so sweetly. Maddie had her new princess night gown on and her pink play high-heeled shoes. She and Ella were walking around hand in hand pretending to be on some exciting journey. I was thinking yesterday as we were at a play area at the mall how much our lives will change if this new baby is a boy. I just had to laugh as I watched the boys at this play area. They thought very little of jumping from the tallest slide or tackling someone. Boys are just more active. Our girls are pretty active, but in a different way. It will be interesting to see what is to come. We find out in a week and a half!

David and Becky Rubio had their baby today. We are so thrilled for them--especially Becky. Her name is Charity Ann. YEA, RUBIOS!!

Tonight we are having a service centered around testimonies and thankfulness for what God has done this year. It should be a great night.

Please be praying for my mom. She's still feeling really awful and needs to be feeling better very soon. Thanks!

Maddie's prayer tonight:

"Dear God, thank you for everything and for church and for Jesus. Thank you for my toys and Mommy and my jumpy thing. Thank you for my friends and for Indians and pilgrims. Thank you that Jesus loves me. In Jesus name we pray, 'ay-meee-an'"

The minds of children! Precious times. Have a great night!

I think the service yesterday went well. The choir sounded great, the kids did well (Caleb Carney read scripture with gusto, and Julianne Cox and Abby Brown sang "Away In A Manager" with the choir backing them up and sounded PERFECT!) It was a great morning to celebrate the meaning of the gift of Jesus. I'm not sure I still fully understand that gift.

Last night we went out to Cool Springs and had some pasta at Macaroni Grill. It was a nice change of pace from Christmas food. We got home and just enjoyed having the house to ourselves and crashed after a long weekend.

Today we braved the Galleria with a million other people trying to return gifts. The highlight of the day was lunch with the Rubios at the food court. David is our youth minister and Becky (his wife) is one of Sheryl's favorite freinds. Madeline and Benson are favorites of our girls too. Becky is really ready to give birth. REALLY ready. Only a couple more weeks, hopefully.

It's hard to believe that Ella will be two next week. We're having a New Year's Day celebration for her birthday. Maybe we'll have a black eyed pea cake. Gross.

Everyone is beginning to feel better after being sick all of Christmas week and weekend. (Ella barfed all over her stocking Christmas morning) My mom is really the last one to recover. She's staying in bed one more day to try and beat this thing. This particular cold that has gone around has been especially nasty. Coughing spasms and lots of snot. Sara, thanks for the word on "airborne". I already had some and have been taking it like crazy!!

I am only working Wednesday of this week. I am so thankful to have the time off! I hope you all are enjoying some time off too this week. Happy holidays!

Luke 2...from the message:

"Glory to God in the heavenly heights,
Peace to all men and women on earth who please Him!"

As the angel choir withdrew into heaven, the sheepherders talked it over. "let's go over to Bethlehem as fast as we can and see for ourselves what God has revealed to us." The left, running, and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby lying in the manger. SEEING WAS BELIEVING! They told everyone they met what the angels had said about this child. All who heard the sheepherders were impressed.

Mary kept all these things to herself, holding them dear, deep within herself. The sheepherders returned and let loose, glorifying and praising God for everything they had heard and seen. It turned out exactly the way they'd been told.

Later in chapter 2...

Simeon went on to bless Mary, Joseph, and Jesus saying to Mary,
"This child marks both the failure and
the recovery of many in Israel,
A figure misunderstood and contradicted-
the pain of a sword thrust through you-
But the rejection will force honesty,
as God reveals who they really are."

As I read this today, it struck me--Simeon's words are as true for our generation as they were then. The beauty, majesty, servant-like spirit, and calling of Jesus cause our true hearts to be revealed. Do we "adore Him" only, or do we also follow him? Do we proclaim "Joy to the world, the Lord HAS come" only? Or do we also "receive our King"--and all He means, realizing that the Lord is here? Even at his birth, there was foreshadowing of the hard road ahead.

This gift brings with it ultimate healing, complete forgiveness, restoration, Life, and hope. As we fully adore Him and receive our King, let us also let go of all that isn't of Him. His gift of love has caused a revolution in our hearts against the chains and plans of the enemy. In Jesus name we bind all oppression. We bind all addiction. We call on His power to break all strongholds and cause His servant love to be poured out in our hearts and in our world. Grudges can be softened and loosened. Negativity can be replaced with mercy. Marriages in trouble have hope. Lost family members can be treated with love, respect, and mercy--as Jesus has treated us. This gift of love has changed us, changed our world, and changed our way of living forever. We can not live as though we are our own. Jesus came. He really lived and really died. What a wondrous gift of grace!

Tonight and tomorrow as we open our presents and share our love with each other, let's remember how profound the gift of Jesus is in our lives.

Lord, may that gift re-define our lives in 2005!

Blessings to all of you this weekend! Love you guys! BST

I just laughed out loud at the thought of playing Christmas Vacation on Sunday morning--awesome. Maybe a scene from Elf?

The Spirit really put this order together for Sunday. Last week Lee camp talked about the song "Silent Night" and how ironic that thought was. There was nothing silent about what Jesus came to do. Although he was like a lamb led to the slaughter who didn't open his mouth (as Isaiah tells us), in truth, his message was extremely earth shattering, especially for the religious folks among us. Lee said that Jesus seemed to be completely intolerant of anyone who might lord over others. "The first shall be last, the last will be first." We must become as servants! Silent night--yes and no.

We're talking about the gift of Jesus to the world this Sunday. We'll have some readings by members of the choir, we're showing the clip of Linus from "A Charlie Brown Christmas", and we'll consider this notion of "silent night". During communion we'll think about the profundity of this gift. World shattering. Chain breaking. Empowering the weak. Restoration. Hope. Healing. No more "impossible". And the communion thoughts will be centered around "Mary Did You Know". Sheryl and Phil Henry and I will sing that together. Julianne Cox (Clarissa's daughter) and Abby Brown (the daughter of Melanie--one of our children's' ministers) will sing different verses of "Away in a Manger" with the choir ooohing under them. We'll book end the service with the "Hallelujah Chorus" at the beginning and "You Are Holy" at the end. Those lyrics proclaim the names of the Lord so well! I am excited about it. In spite of the horrible weather here we had almost 40 people at choir practice tonight. I was thrilled!

My idea for the morning came two weeks ago when the breakfast with Santa folks decorated the stage in the fellowship hall with huge wrapped presents. Here's the catch--we were going to transport them to the sanctuary as our backdrop...BUT, our janitor, Drew UNWRAPPED them. All of them. Bless. I wanted to kill him. All in Christmas, Christian love of course. All in fun, people. All in fun.

As I write tonight, it is raining ice. I just finished wrapping some gifts and I am on a vacation high knowing that I don't have to work the next few days and Christmas time's a comin! (It was fun to see cast members at choir rehearsal tonight. It felt like a family reunion!)

Thanks for the great ideas today--that Charlie Brown Christmas idea was awesome. I wouldn't have thought of it. Have a wonderful night before the night before Christmas!

Here's a cast picture from "A Sanders Family Christmas" taken Sunday night after the show. Pictured left to right are:
Amanda Brooks McKinney--Denise
Johnathan Vest--Uncle Stanley
Laura Troup-- June
Brandon Scott Thomas--Pastor Mervin Oglethorpe
Philip Henry--Dennis
Sonya Colvert--Vera
Steve Speake--Burl

What fun we had!! I think we're all experiencing that post show thing of being glad to have the time back but being sad it's over. I know we're all looking forward to doing "Smoke on the Mountain"!

Well, sickness has come to live at our house again. Sheryl's mom has an inner ear infection. Ella is coughing and has to be sedated with cough medicine, Maddie is snotting all over everything and everybody, and Sheryl has now come down with the cold symptoms (as has my mother). YUCK!!! Run away! I DO NOT want this.

I am working today, Sunday, and next Wednesday and those are the only work days for me over the holidays. I love vacation.

I am finishing up some plans for Sunday. We'll have the choir sing and we're going to be talking about the "gift" of Christmas. Anyone have any suggestions on dramatic readings or a children's book with this theme? (obviously, I am getting a late start here with everything else that's been going on.) I'd welcome the suggestions. I'd bet some of you children's ministers have some ideas.

Our choir this Christmas will have a neat age range--from around 5 years old to 70. It should be a special morning. Send those ideas or post them. Thanks!

It's Monday night and I am still flying high after a weekend of such fun! The show was a huge success. We all had a blast and I think people really enjoyed it. We had it professionally videoed and will have them available if anyone wants one. All three performances went really well and we had great crowds. A friend of a cast member even put up posters at a local Marriott resort and there were a couple of families who showed up as a result. It was a widely diverse crowd. Very, very much fun. Thanks to all of you who came out for the show. It was fun to see some faces of old friends.

My mom is still digging out of her one million boxes. Thanks, Deanna, for going to get some of them tomorrow. I think the hardest thing about moving is wanting to feel settled immediately. It takes a while. We went to my mom's house after church Sunday for lunch. That has never happened in my married life and I haven't even lived in the same town as my mom since 1992. It was a great moment to realize that we'll have many more times like that.

Sheryl's folks are here. We are all having fun. Tonight we played cards and laughed. It was a welcomed break after a very long week.

Mom, Maddie and I went shopping this morning and found her a table and chairs (really pretty) and a TV at Best Buy. She's getting all squared away--slowly but surely.

Tomorrow morning I am heading to the dentist. That'll be a load of fun. Tomorrow night we're going out to Opry Land to see the lights and Christmas decorations. It's really a great place to take guests around Christmas.

Sunday morning I got to go to Lee Camp's class--really awesome. You know, the message of the cross is really so offensive and wonderful. It sets worldly authority on it's ear. It takes our primal nature and turns it upside down. It begs of us that which often seems impossible. But I think it only feels that way because we are so completely immersed in this world and it's values. What I long for is to have that new heart created in me so that my actions really reflect that upside down Kingdom.

A Sanders Family Christmas opens tonight at 7pm at the Otter Creek Church in Nashville, TN!

We had a great dress rehearsal last night in front of our first audience. It went well! We are all excited and ready for this weekend. I hope some of you can make it.

My mom's moving truck didn't get here today--that means tomorrow is the official unpacking day. Mercy.

Thank you, Lord, for the past few months I've spent with these dear, hilarious people. You have gifted so many people at OC. I love seeing your creativity displayed in the lives of your children. Please help us to bring You glory tonight. Thank you for allowing us to be in a place where we can have the freedom to do things like this.

Rehearsal last night went so well. We are really ready and excited. Now--if the weather will just cooperate! The band is blowing my mind. They are so amazing!

I got home and into bed and Maddie began to cough--cough, cough, cough. Every 5 seconds. After gagging herself and lots of other things that you don't want to hear about, she came to be with us. At 1am I ended up downstairs on the couch. It was a sleepless night for most everyone in our house.

Maddie had her Christmas program this morning. I must say, she wasn't her usual animated self. She looked like a zombie. Bless. She is so tired. It was fun having my mom there--the first of many programs and events she'll get to be a part of! Here are some pictures of the events this morning.







Have a great Thursday everyone! The moving truck comes tomorrow. They will unload boxes. If anyone wants to stop by, let me know!

Join us for the hit musical comedy
Sanders Family Christmas!

December 17-19, 7pm
Otter Creek Church
Free Admission. Nursery Care Provided.

For directions or more information call 615-373-1782

Sunday night rehearsal was just tedious. 3 1/2 hours spent on sound and EQ. ARGH!! However, last night made up for it. We had a good solid run-through. The band guys are really awesome. The cast is doing such a great job. We're getting really excited about our weekend. Having full costume, lights, sound, and instrumentalists really helps make it seem real. Here are some pictures from rehearsal last night.

Steve Speake and Sonya Colvert play Burl and Vera Sanders--the patriarchs!


Amanda plays one of the twins (Denise) and I play Pastor Mervin Oglethorpe.


Bobby Colvert plays mandolin, accordion, etc. Bennett Rye plays rhythm guitar. (Not pictured in the band are the banjo, fiddle, and upright bass players.)

More pics to come this week. My mom is on the road even now--somewhere between Dallas and Texarkana. They hope to make it to the east side of Memphis tonight. My uncle Mike is driving her. I wish I could be a fly on the wall to hear their conversations for 12 hours. He has been such a sweet man to my mom. Mike has taken great care of her. I know he'll miss having her in Abilene. (My mom's other brother is living in Kansas--hi guys!)

More rehearsals tonight--all week. Last night as I was leaving Maddie said, "Daddy, please don't leave. I want you to stay here and play with me." After I removed the knife from my heart I gave her a big hug and promised to kiss her when I got home. I miss my family! Sheryl has been so amazing through all of this. She knows what Christmas and Easter are like in my job. She is a great support and encourager. I can't wait to have a night to take her out on a date!

My mom's moving truck gets here Friday. (as if there isn't enough going on this weekend!) Anyone want to come unpack a box?

Have a great Tuesday everyone!

I hope you all have had a great weekend! We have enjoyed being together. Yesterday was a day of great productivity. This is my version of a weekend filled with "Fear Factor". I borrowed a ladder from a friend and climbed up into the nook above our front door. (We have a two story house and the entrance goes all the way up with a chandelier up top and a nook above the door with a large kind of bay window.) I bought some of these little pine trees recently that were pre-lit and wanted to decorate up there AND clean it. I managed to wobble up the ladder and begin the process (I am EXTREMELY afraid of heights. EXTREMELY.) While I was up there I noticed that if I reached out a bit I could grab the chandelier. I had been lamenting that there were about 8 bulbs out and had no way to get up there to change them. So, a few hours later after buying new bulbs, I climbed back up and changed all 16 of 'em. While I was standing there on the nook leaning over holding on to the chandelier, it hit me--where I was, what I was doing. I immediately broke into a sweat(think Airplane--the movie) I managed to get them all changed, but by the time I got to land I was completely wet with sweat. Is anyone else scared of heights? Good grief--it's ridiculous. It would definitely be my task on "Fear Factor" (which we DO NOT watch--it's disgusting and stupid.)

We completed our "Fear Factor" Saturday by heading to Cool Springs Mall ("Coo Sprangs Mawwl") where every other family in middle Tennessee, northern Alabama, and 50 different countries had decided to go. The hustle-bustle was kind of fun in a way. But for a guy who likes to run in and get what he's after and run like the wind, it was a tad bit overwhelming. The girls got to see Santa and they were glad for it.

This morning we are talking about community again. I am so grateful for community. I am thankful for all of you. I am thankful for all those who've been family to me for so many years. Last night Maddie was praying and out of the blue prayed for "Abbaba" (Ronnie Lorenz in Abilene). It made me almost cry. She told Sheryl on Friday that she had figured out what Poppie (my dad) looked like...he looked just like Abbaba. How do people make it with out community? I am so thankful for people at Otter Creek like the Shaubs (my Nashville family since 1995), Bernie Arnold, Scott Owings, JDS, the Williamsons, Julie and Tim, Amanda, JV, the Speakes, Lea Brown, the Englands, Jason Mc. and so many more. When I stop to think about how much God has blessed us in that regard it makes my heart leap. Thank you, Lord!

Here's our order of worship for today:

Welcome--Tim Woodroof
Family Prayer--Don Stanford/ Kyle Shepherd
Meet and greet

Praise and Worship--BST
--Praise to the Lord the Almighty
--You Are Holy
Prayer
--We Fall Down/ Holy Holy Holy
--Lord You Have My Heart
--The Greatest Commands

Teaching--Tim Woodroof
--More Like You
--Christ Above Me

Supper/Offering--Tony Ross
--Blest Be the Tie That Binds

Shepherd's Close-Jim Butler
--We Shall Assemble

Have a great Sunday, everyone. I'm grateful we are bound together by the precious blood of Jesus. This season we are mindful of gifts. The gift of Jesus is especially on our hearts. I'm so thankful not only for his death and resurrection, but for the human life He lived among us. What an amazing gift!

These are a couple of pictures sent to me compliments of Debbie Riggs at the Highland Church in Abilene. Highland had their big 75th anniversary celebration last week in Moody Coliseum and Mom got to address the crowd regarding her dreams for Highland's future. I wish I could have been there. I heard it was a great day.

The walk through of the house went well yesterday. Things are looking good. For some of you old ACU folks, her realtor is Jerry Jennings--father of Christopher ("Topher"). He is such an amazing help! Thanks, Jerry! I think my mom will really be pleased with her new place.

Last night Sheryl was a co-host at the big fund raising dinner here for Rochester College (where she went before transferring to ACU). Rochester, which is in Michigan for any who didn't know, is a good school. I've been impressed with their openness to the Spirit and their new President seems like a really great man. I had a lot of friends at ACU who transferred in from Rochester (then Michigan Christian).

I stayed home and put the girls to bed and wrapped presents. The gift wrapping thing seems funny to me this year. I enjoy making the wrapping look nice and seeing the presents under the tree, but this year we have opted so far to keep the gifts in the closet...little elves love to UNwrap presents. It struck me as funny last night when I walked into the closet and there were all the gifts--nicely wrapped. CRAZY!

We begin the major rehearsals this weekend. Sunday we have a full dress rehearsal with the body mics and the band (except for the stand up bass player who can't make it). Monday the lights load in. It's all downhill from there! What a fun and exhausting week it will be. All the while, my mom will be arriving on Wednesday with my uncle. Whew!

Have a great Friday, everyone! Word of advice, check your coat pockets, always double and triple check when you write the front page bulletin article, and just go on and steer clear of everyone who's name is George Buck. He's just trouble. Ain't that right, George?

OK--another embarrassing moment to share today. I had lunch with Phil at Baja Burrito--the MOST AMAZING PLACE! That's for you, Troy. Thanks for looking at the blog. (Troy owns Baja and is the son of Doug and Nan Smith. He went to ACU a little ahead of me)

Baja tends to be extremely crowded...lines out the door, etc. I was trying to hurry and get situated (Phil, I think you missed this part while you were getting drinks). I had a coat on I hadn't worn in a while. I reach in the pocket and felt something like a hanky or something. I pulled it out to see what it was--Maddie's Barney panties. Nice. I tried to shove them back into my pocket before anyone could notice. I saw one guy look at me and just shake his head like he was thinking, "sicko". Please...3 years ago I could barely say the word (pant***) and now they're in my pocket with Barney all over them (another creature I had at one point sworn I'd have nothing to do with). My how life changes.

Maddie had another funny this morning. She had an accident yesterday and fell on the driveway and bruised her leg. Of course--she was THRIlLED to be wearing a bandaid. She came in this morning and told me she had a bruise and that it was black and blue and smelled like blueberries. That girl!

We had a great rehearsal last night. The show is really cooking. It's set in the 1940's, right? It's a different time and place. The characters resemble the time and period. It was World War II. There are some pro-war sentiments that are potentially troublesome for a couple of folks. But--hey, this is history, not revisionist history. It was what it was. Otherwise, it's really going well.

I have meetings most of the rest of today. We're bringing in the little pin microphones that are typically used in theatrical productions. I am about to see how that will impact our technology ministry. I hope we have the volunteer ability to handle it. All lighting is loaded in on Monday. We hope to have a dress rehearsal without tech on Sunday though. Getting everyone's schedules together around this time of year is impossible. Especially now that we're adding band members and tech folks.

It continues to rain here. Schools are even closed. Wow--imagine if this were snow! I have a final walk through of my mom's house later today. I'll let you all know the update. She is supposed to move in next Wednesday!! WOW!

Names--great suggestions so far. Keep em comin!! Again--we are only looking for girl names. "Sam" will be our boy name. Have a great day, everyone!

Thanks to everyone for your kind comments! We are really excited. Maddie's eyes were so big when we told her. She and Ella both got to hear the heart beat. Maddie's been asking questions like, "Is the baby going to stay overnight? Will the baby live with us?" and this morning..."Mommy, do you still have that heart in your tummy? Did you sleep with it?"

Sheryl is officially due June 10, but we're betting more on around May 25th considering our other two. Thank you for your continued prayers.

So, today was my huge visit to the Vanderbilt Allergy/Sinus clinic. I knew it would be long, but had no idea what I was in for. I think Sheryl had tried to explain to Maddie before I left why I wasn't taking her to school today. When I came downstairs to say goodbye Maddie asked me, "Daddy, are you going to the doctor cause your boogers hurt?" Yeah. Pretty much.

I checked in to the clinic and about 5 minutes later a nurse called me back. She was standing there with reporters and a producer from ABC. The Nashville ABC affiliate is doing an hour long special on the Vandy clinic which will air in March. She asked me if I'd be willing to let them follow me around all day. Now I am allergy reality TV boy. I agreed and we began the experience. I was fine with most of it except when they had a camera in my face as I was being weighed. Hello? I am NOT ON "The Biggest Loser" although, perhaps I should be. It actually made the day pass quite fast. I found out that I am severely allergic to certain trees and mold. I also found out that I have rhinitis, or rhinoitis, or something. I'll have a CT scan in January (thanks to deductible) to find out what the heck that is. I left with meds and a long term prescription and plan for help. I felt good. What a great place and nice people! So, be watching March 7th for my allergy debut. (why me?)

Sheryl has a girlie party tonight. I get to hang with Maddie and Ella. I always love that time. We'll play, watch a movie and probably do baths. They are so extra funny in the bath tub. We just need a splash guard for the rest of the bathroom when they're in there!

I'm trying to recruit members for our Christmas Chorus. Since the show is completely different this year with a very small cast (7 actors, 5 musicians), I am recruiting a larger group to sing on Sunday the 26th. Anyone want to come over and join us? EVERYONE seems to be leaving town. We're not! YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAA!

Have a great day, everyone. Keep those name ideas coming. Sam is definitely our boy name (after my father). We need a good girl's name that goes well with Madeline and Ella. Classic, but cool. Ideas? (we find out in 5 weeks!)

OK--yesterday morning I needed a self-censor button. For the love! It was way worse than "feeling full as a tick". I had worn this funky denim shirt and during second service when one of our comedic elders did his closing he borrowed a shirt from the room in the inn closet and pretended to present it to me since I "clearly didn't have anything to wear." It was humorous.

Then I had to respond. I began by apologizing for the blooper in the bulletin. Bobby Colvert's name is NOT spelled "booby". Then I had to make reference to Tim's recent sphincter comment in his "we are the body" sermon. That should have been enough right there. However, in getting George back (the elder) I went on and jumped right over the edge WITHOUT realizing it. I think my comment went something like this, " Next week, I'll be writing the front article about George Buck. We'll just see how I mess up YOUR name." Yeah--It was somewhere about mid way through the last part of that sentence that I realized how that might sound and wanted to physically reach into the air to grab the words. Wow. I need a muzzle. As the laughter roared and the praise team looked at me like I had lost my mind I concluded by saying, "Maybe we should just sing our final song now." The final song? "We Are the Body of Christ". It was just a wrong 10 miunte segment no matter how you slice it.

Highland Church in Abilene, my home church, celebrated their 75th anniversary last weekend. Lynn Anderson and Mike did a great job, so I heard. What a special place that is!

So...today we went down to have fresh Krispy Kreme donuts before hitting the doctor's office. It was Sheryl's appt. and the entire family went with us. Why would you think an entire family might go to the doctor's office? Hmmm? Sheryl is 13.5 weeks pregnant!! We heard a good strong heartbeat today. We've been waiting a long time to tell until we heard the heartbeat. It's been really hard not to spill the beans to you all. God is good!

Marilyn Switzer came up to Sheryl yesterday at church and said, "I just heard about your good news! You and Brandon are the kinds of parents who SHOULD be having more babies! Congratulations!" That might be one of the coolest comments anyone has made. AND--it's way better than the typical, "Are you CRAZY?" "WOW." "Oh my--bless you." or, my favorite, "Was it on purpose?" Thanks for being so encouraging, Marilyn!

Well, that's my big news for today. Thanks for rejoicing with us. Stay tuned for "Guess that name." Have a great day, everyone!!

Breakfast with Santa was awesome yesterday. Sheryl's idea for the front of the room on stage was really cool. There were huge boxes wrapped like gifts all over the stage as tall as the ceiling. The Santa chair was right in the middle. Maddie was marginally impressed by Santa and the event in general. She was just happy to see friends. Ella, however, truly embraced the moment. Upon walking in she put her hands into fists and leaned back and said, "Whoaaaa!" She was pumped! Maddie only shook Santa's hand as she was glued to Sheryl. Ella virtually had to be peeled off Santa's lap (or Ho-ho as she calls him). It was fun to see and visit with so many.

Immediately afterwards we went to work building the stage. Russ Carney has made this happen every year for almost 9 years. He is such a pro and a giving man. Thankfully, there were enough men to make it happen quickly. Since people were there I decided that it was a great time to get my piano from my office and haul it on stage. It's a spinnet-upright. HEAVY. We got it there, mostly undamaged. As people are coming in this morning, they'll see my piano sitting on stage in all its glory. Wonder how many will do a double take. It's not the first time, but the shock value is always there. I am debating getting a table cloth and covering it. Isn't that funny? It's as if the piano doesn't really exist if there's something covering it. Church people can be so silly. I remember a couple of years ago when we were doing a big concert for Christmas we had the drum set sectioned off with the plexi glass thing. That time I opted to cover the entire monstrous thing. In the middle of worship--it was if the hand of God came down and "ripped the veil". In one swoop, the entire thing pooled off and onto the ground. Someone even remarked afterwards that it had to be a sign. I laughed. We are so kooky about those things. CofC is my family and heritage, but that deep fear and sensitivity is still something I don't get. Never have.

We spent last night cleaning the house. Life Group at our place tonight. Decorating for Christmas can be so messy!

This afternoon we have rehearsal--a full run through off script. I am excited to see how it goes. Christmas time's a comin'! Oh...and one little thing on the show. I wrote the front page article for the bulletin this week. At the end, as I was thanking people, I thanked "Booby Colvert" for leading the band. Booby. Not Bobby, Booby. I'll never hear the end of this one, and I'm afraid "Booby" won't either. Spell check failed me.

Here's our order of worship for today. We're talking about what it means to be in community with each other.

Welcome-Tim Woodroof
Family Prayer-Chris Sanders/Scott Schwieger
Meet and greet

Praise and Worship-BST
--Because We Believe
--At the Name of Jesus
--Holy Spirit, Rain Down
--Holy Ground Medley

Testimonials

--What the Lord Has Done In Me

Supper/ Offering-Jerry Collins
--We Are the Body of Christ

Message--Tim Woodroof
--How Sweet, How Heavenly

Shepherd's Charge
Birthday Sunday-Bob Enkema
--We Are the Body of Christ (from last time of "and to this" to the end)

Have a great Sunday, everyone!

OK, so "potential new family member" is now NON-potential family member. An 8 month old Cocker is so not what we need right now. Not to mention that in her short visit to our house she immediately gobbled up Ella's PB&J sandwich right out of her hand. Major drama, as you can imagine. Nope, Libby will find a happy home with someone else who doesn't have small children.

What a day! I had lunch with an old family friend. Her parents where some of my main Spiritual influences at ACU. She and her husband were huge influences on me when I was here back in 1990 doing my internship at Reunion Records. Although she is 15 years my senior, she's always been like a big sister to me. She went through a difficult divorce 2 years ago. The "church" really treated her horribly. Friends pulled away, conversations became awkward, close friends believed the gossip that was spreading. She is good buds with Amy Grant who told her at the beginning what to expect from Christians. She was right. Amy has had to endure all kinds of ridicule and judgment from people who have no clue what her situation was. It's so much easier to judge than to walk through difficult times with family...community. My friend shared with me today that her faith is still in tact, she loves the Lord, she just can't stand Christians. How many of us have felt that way before? (I'm raising my hand.) I wish I had had a video camera with me and taped our two hour conversation. I wish people who warm the pew on Sundays could get a glimpse of how others view social Christianity. Dan Kimball (author of Emerging Church and Emerging Worship--two MUST reads) did a video interview of random people in his city asking their views on Jesus--almost 99% positive. When he asked the same people their opinion of Christians, it was the exact opposite response. We live in a culture that is shifting--we're not just in a generation gap. People are craving real, authentic faith. Hearing my friend speak of her pain today only reminded me and convicted me all over again that if we are to be about Kingdom business, it will look very different than what we're doing these days.

One last interesting moment happened tonight. After I got the girls in bed and asleep (Sheryl is decorating for Bfast w/Santa) I went outside to continue draping white lights over bushes...something that once you begin you're sort of committed to seeing through to the bitter end. Camille, our neighbor across the street lost her 33 year old husband last year to Lou Garrick's disease. Her mother who had moved in to help with Jeff found out she had cancer and died within a few months. Needless to say, it's been a rough year for her. As I was slaving away covering bushes, Camille appeared in our driveway with a warm, fresh out of the oven, coconut pie. She apologized for not being a "good neighbor" and not being around so much lately. I wanted to crawl under the pavement. I've had a lot of great intentions there and have had very little follow through. Here she was being Jesus to me. We had a great conversation and I hope she's coming to our life group soon on Sunday night. I was convicted of Kingdom again tonight. We need to make time to be with her.

It's been one of those days where the Lord speaks in strange ways. I needed to hear His voice like this. He is good to show himself in unlikely places. He is good to strip me of self absorption and wake me up to the real hurts of those right under my nose. He is good to remind me AGAIN of what we're here to do and be about...so much of which happens OUTSIDE the church building. Thank you, Lord for your mercy!

Let's see...what to talk about TODAY. Politics? Sex? Gay Marriage? Nah...I think I'll hold off on those topics. (sorry to all the anonymous commenters out there) Overall, some really great discussion yesterday. Thanks for contributing to it. I really appreciated the spirit of people like JDS and Notgonnatellya. Why can't we talk about all difficult things with that kind of approach? Thanks, guys.

Christmas Time's A Comin!! That song opens the show--Sanders Family Christmas. I was singing it in my head at 4:30 this morning after Ella woke up crying and eventually, unlike her father, went back to sleep. "Can't ya hear them bells ringin', ringin', joy, joy to hear them singin'! When it's snowin' I'll be goin' back to my country home." OVER and OVER and OVER. ugh. Then when that one finally subsided (I tried to use the tune of Jesus Loves Me to wipe my mental pallet), my mind made a medley of "Christmas Time's a Comin" and "I'll Be Home With Bells On"--also in the show. If I could have found Dolly to strangle her, I would have at 5:30am.

I hope those of you in the Nashville area are planning to come. (Dec 17, 18, 19 @7pm) I don't think I've been as excited about something in a long time. It's really been fun.

My mom is having a very emotionally draining week. The Highland Elders asked her to come to their meeting on Wednesday night where they blessed her with words and with prayer. It was overwhelming, I'm sure. (What a great practice! Do any of your elderships bless those moving?) Yesterday, she was at the Abilene City Council meeting (she's helping with the building of the new and improved Abilene Public Library). Norman Archibald who is now Mayor had her stand and they gave her a real send off there too. Today she has a going away party at the NCCIL National Center for Children's Illustrated Literature). Mom has been very instrumental in getting it up and going. The other board members will miss her greatly. After that party, she is going to Sam Thomas Elementary (the school named after my father). They are taking a panoramic picture of the entire student body with my mom standing in front of the school. Pretty cool! (Christopher Paul and Lauren--2 of the Lorenz's grandkids) will be standing right beside her. These are precious, precious people and memories.

I told her last night that she's really receiving such a gift. Most people never get to hear such accolades while they're living. She is so loved. It makes my heart just spill over to think of the friends and family we have in Abilene. Thank you, THANK YOU to all of you in Abilene who have loved us and will continue to love us. It will always be home. I can't imagine what it will be live for Mom to get in the car with her brother, Mike, and drive out of town knowing that she is leaving.

Last night was so much fun. I rented Elf and we spent our night in the den decorating and watching Will Ferrell. What could be better? There are so many great moments in that movie. The girls were just giddy with excitement. Ella ran around saying "I want Ho-Ho" and Maddie helped hang decorations. At one point both girls were wrapped in the colored lights I was trying to strategically place on the tree. It is an art, you know. We had a great time.

Tomorrow is breakfast with Santa at OC. Sheryl will be up here late tonight decorating with some other moms. We're also meeting a potential new family member... Libby. She's a beautiful black cocker spaniel. We'll see how everyone gets along.

Have a great weekend! Enjoy the best of this season. In spite of the commercialism, selfishness, and greed--there are so many great things about the Christmas season. New Life, hope, the spirit of giving, realizing God's gift to us in Jesus Christ, laughter, an excuse for families to be together, hot chocolate, peppermint ice cream...yes, I still eat ice cream in the winter! May God bless you all this weekend.

Isn't it interesting that when a sensitive topic is raised and people have strong feelings about it, there tend to be mostly anonymous posts? What is the deal with that? Come on, blog family--if it's worth saying, it's worth signing. None of the comments were offensive--I enjoyed hearing all the perspectives. It seasons the conversation. But--anyone in ministry who has received the lovely anonymous letter will agree with me. If it's worth saying, it's worth signing. I even got a note once on one of our yellow "encouragement" cards that was anything but encouraging. I guess the writer felt justified in using that card by starting the admonition with, "Let me encourage you to...." It was mean spirited and of course, anonymous. Anyway, say it with me bloggers out there, "If it's worth saying, it's worth signing."

Now, on to better things. We had a great rehearsal last night. I didn't think we'd need all three hours for music, but we used every last second. It really helped to get that music into our physical blocking and action. I am getting so excited about this show. It's something completely different than we have ever done. I hope people enjoy it.

My sinus infection continues to rage. I think I have had this for 7 months now. Seriously. It goes away and comes back...every other week or so. I am going to Vanderbilt on Tuesday to spend 4 hours with doctors who will poke me, stab me, etc. in an effort to find out what is going on. I am also convinced that these problems have exacerbated my vocal issues. I am hopeful that there might be a solution that will help both things. I'd really appreciate your prayers.

Speaking of problems being exacerbated (just had to use that one more time), my office looks like something off of "Clean Sweep"! Seriously, I need some major help. It's disgusting. I haven't seen the top of my desk in months. I have costumes all over the place, sombreros, coats people have left after rehearsals, coffee cups, water bottles, music--maybe close to a million sheets here and there, my to-go salad container sitting on the floor next to me, books not in bookshelves, CDs not in cases and not on shelves, pictures, bills...IT IS DRIVING ME CRAZY!! The thing is, with everything going on with the show right now it's virtually impossible to keep order, but as much as I'd like to blame it on that, this has become the norm in here. NO MORE! Come December 30th it's CLEAN SWEEP in BST's office! Stay tuned.

Anyone watching "The Real Gilligan's Island"? I've admitted before, we love some dumb shows like that. Last night while I was at rehearsal late, Sheryl watched "Nanny 911". Maybe someone could come do a reality show on the building campaign. It would have strong characters, a lot at stake, strong opinions, deep emotions, and the future of OC weighing in the balance. I appreciate the time and energy people like Becky Cowart and others have put into this. No one is paying them. They have gone the extra mile and paid the price. Becky is one of our ministry coordinators (what we call our deacons). No matter how we feel about the project itself, she deserves our thanks for all her efforts and for her deep love for this place. Sometimes I think, just like in politics, it's difficult to step outside your strong opinions and treat each other like human beings. What did CS Lewis call it...our almost but not yet glorified selves? Seeing each other as children of God and not as an issue or an opinion. Really hard to do, isn't it? I'm working on it. I have a long way to go, but I am working.

Have a great day, blog family. We will be at home tonight putting up the "Santa tree". I'm so looking forward to just being home! The Santa tree is a smaller, skinnier Christmas tree that goes in the den by the fireplace. The girls will enjoy putting more ornaments on the tree. You can tell where they have decorated--there are usually like 30 ornaments on two limbs.

Peace of Christ to you today!

Great staff party last night! The white elephant thing is always fun with that group. Counting spouses, there were thirty one of us there last night. The gifts ranged from a wall hanging of an old boro to a Santa Christmas ornament that everyone fought for. I ended up with a lego racing car and Sheryl ended up with cook books--another fought for item!

I am definitely in the holiday spirit! We will have Sheryl's parents and my mom at our house this year. So fun! We're counting down the days now until Mom moves. I know so many of you in Abilene will be sad to see her go. I am sad to see her leave Abilene. But--my excitement for her being here certainly outweighs it. What it means is that all you friends who've been promising to come see us in Nashville will finally have to make good on your promise!

We've just been in a discussion about how to create head room here over the next couple of years. Ultimately, it will mean going back to the dreaded 3 services. YUCK. One idea is to have a Sat night service. We could do all sorts of neat things there. We've had it before, but this would be more of a permanent thing--at least until we get to our new place. Can someone just wake me up when the "Reach" campaign is over? While I am mostly on board now with the move, the campaign is still bothersome to me. My brother-in-law told me that their church in Arkansas is doing the same thing...except theirs is called "Realize the Dream" or something like that. Did I totally screw it up, Chris? It all has that same "slick" feel to me. It's no secret I have felt that way here. God works in spite of us--thankfully. No one needs that more than I do.

It seems like it's always either Wednesday or Sunday. Sheryl and I joke about that around the house--it seriously does seem like that. It's Wednesday again--that means loooong days and long nights. Rehearsal tonight is aimed at music. We need it. It will be nice to have a 3 hour music rehearsal.

I'm headed over to John Catchings in a minute. John is one of our very accomplished artists here at the Creek. We're all proud of him. Just about any Christian music CD you pick up will have his name on it as the cellist. He's played for the Symphony, on Letterman and Leno, with Michael Card for MANY years, and is just a great man of God. He's selling his keyboard and I am hoping to buy it for the Creek. So--off to test it out! Have a great day, everyone!

Feliz Navidad. Noche de paz and all that.

I am sure we all have stories to share from our Thanksgiving holiday. We had a long trip to Arkansas after sitting on I65 for an hour and 45 minutes waiting on a wreck to be moved. I kept thinking about all the people in that long interstate line. Where were they going? How had that wreck messed up their plans? How would the holidays be affected for the people involved in the wreck?

It was nice to be in Cherokee Village. There's absolutely nothing to do. It forces you to relax and slow down. The girls were so excited to see their grandparents. Our dog, Bear, was extremely happy to be on a family trip and enjoyed the turkey bone she had on T-Giving. We enjoyed time with Sheryl's parents. Chris and Gail, Cindy and Billy and all the kids were so much fun to be around too.

Sunday morning we went to the Ash Flat Church of Christ...not quite as backwoods as one might expect. I'd venture to say that Ash Flat is one of the more progressive churches anywhere out there. However, I couldn't help but be struck with the cultural influences. Everything was laid back--the song leader actually said from the pulpit after being asked from the pews to repeat what song number it was... "I've told you twice, now everybody listen up and let's sing!"

There was a flag by the stage and while the singing wasn't devoid of emotion, an emotional current came forth as we all rose and sang "My Country Tis Of Thee". Can you recall those lyrics? I promise, I'm not anti government, but that seems a weird song to be sandwiched into a worship period. "Of Thee I sing?????" I've always marveled at how church members can trod through praise songs and then come to life in honor of veterans or of our country. It always makes me feel like I am in a Kiwanis Club meeting instead of a worship service.

Having said that, I am glad there's a church as genuine and loving as Ash Flat for the Rathbuns to attend. They really love it and I am so glad that it's a place where at least there aren't sermons on how clapping is a sin or other ridiculous notions like that.

One last thing on Arkansas in general. Who knew that camouflage could be worn in so many different variations. It is THE fashion statement there to wear camo. There was one sort of upscaled baby shop that had nice toile stuff and things we would never buy...including a velvet camouflage blanket. I am not lying.

We headed back Sunday night and I rehearsed all the way back--running lines, listening to the music and trying to be ready for our rehearsals this week. Sheryl was a tremendous help!

Our rehearsal last night was light years from last week. We had a great night. The show is coming together and I think we were all really encouraged. If you are around Nashville, plan to join us for one of the shows. It will run 3 nights on the weekend of December 17, 18, 19. I hope you'll try and come.

It's cold, rainy, and dark today! Where is my beloved summer sunshine? Sorry--no poems about winter flowing from me today. Tonight is our staff Christmas party. Is it December yet? We always have a blast.

Yesterday we put up one of our Christmas trees. The girls had so much fun "helping". It only gets better with each passing year. The older they get, the more excited they are about the tree, the season, the stories, etc. It's so fun! It really has made the holidays a thing of joy after enduring a decade without my dad and not loving this season as much.

Speaking of, Maddie has gotten to where she wants to hear "Poppy" stories every night. "Poppy" is what we're calling my dad. Her favorite one right now is how my dad would sometimes wait until I went to sleep and tie my big toe to the end of the bed. She can't get that out of her mind. She also likes the one about how Dad used to dress up like an old man and go to the school where he was Principal and trick people. I love that she's so into that.

Finally, my mom's house is really coming together. We have the final walk through on Dec 8--just a week away! Mom closes on the 15th. It's happening very quickly. She is having lots of parties and send offs in the meantime. I am so grateful for the friends she has in Abilene. I pray that the Lord will surround her with meaningful relationships here in Nashville. He is good to supply all we need! On that note, have a great day realizing his supply for you!

Drive safely, enjoy your families, and remember God's blessings this holiday.

Sunday night since it had been a long day and I was still under the weather, we opted out of life group and went down the street to Ryan and Sarah's for some chicken and dumplins. They were really great! I love that our girls play with Sydney and Jack so well.

Monday I woke up feeling even worse. We did make it out just for sanity's sake. We went to the Hickory Hollow Mall where they have a great play area for kids. I just sat slumped watching Maddie and Ella while Sheryl did some Christmas shopping. We went downstairs as before we left and got to see Paul Shoun playing Santa. Maddie was thrilled when Santa actually called her by name. Of course, at this age, they don't expect anything less.

Last night we had the rehearsal from the bad place. Everyone was off their game and feeling punky--especially me. Time is ticking. It will be a great show--in a few weeks!

The kindergarten upstairs invited the staff to their Thanksgiving meal. It's a yearly tradition that we look forward to. I am so glad Maddie goes to school up there with such wonderful people.

We will get in the van tomorrow and drive 6 hours to N.E. Arkansas where Sheryl's family lives. It will be tight quarters, but we'll all have fun. Have I mentioned that Sheryl has 7 (yes, SEVEN) brothers and sisters?? Yeah. This holiday only 3 of the kids will be there, but even at that, we're talking 15 people. Holidays with the Rathbuns are always fun and full of amazing food and competitive card games. I think we're even taking Bear with us this time. It's hard to get a house sitter when you have the FLOORS BEING REDONE FOR THE FIFTIETH TIME. Sorry--just a little floor rage built up in me.

As I mentioned, we'll be leaving tomorrow night so that the kids can sleep most of the way. I'm somewhat hesitant to do that because the last time we drove at night like that was 4 years ago or so. I went to sleep somewhere near Dyersburg and ran us off the road, totaling our car and sending Kiki's friend to the hospital. It was horrible. So, please pray for our safety and for me to stay awake. 6 hours in the car with 2 kids...priceless.

I am thankful for many things this holiday. I am thankful mostly for the Lord and His continued work in my heart and life. I am thankful for my family. I am thankful for my wife--for everything about her. I am thankful for my kids and their love for each other and for me. I love getting those hugs and hearing their laughter. I am thankful that my mom will soon be living here. I am thankful for the friends and family God has so richly blessed me with. I am thankful to have a roof over our heads and food on our table. I am thankful that I've discovered this outlet this year. It has been a very therapeutic tool for me on many days. And...I am thankful for you, blog family. May God bless you this week and keep you safe. May His love and warmth fill your homes and satisfy you like the richest of foods.

First Fruits Sunday...the kids were great! They sang "A Penny In My Pocket" and were really cute. Here's our worship order for today:

Call to Worship-BST
Family Prayer--_______/_____________
--My God Reigns
--Give Thanks to the Lord

Tim—Welcome

--Give Thanks to the Lord (chorus)
OC Children’s Ministry—“A Penny in My Pocket”

Tim—Message
First Fruits Offering

--Thank You (Jernigan)
--All Things Praise Thee (all verses, please—GREAT verses!)
--Lord, Take My Life
Prayer—David England
--Before the Throne of God Above (Eve Clevenger-solo)
--We Praise Thee O God (vs 1, 3)

Supper/ Offering--_________________
Ministry Moment—Rusty Bragg
Shepherd’s Charge---_______________
--We Praise Thee O God (vs 5)

I am suffering from a major head cold--sinus stuff. David England agreed to lead second service for me so I could take some time to recover before rehearsal this afternoon. I pray all of you had meaningful worship experiences. Enjoy this day that the Lord has made!

What an awesome night! TJ rocked! The band sounded amazing! It was such a success. I really feel like a proud parent. I cannot imagine that this record won't take off and be a huge hit for him. He is really a great entertainer and singer. AWESOME JOB, TJ!!

It was fun to be in that venue with friends from Otter. It was fun to see so many people come out in support of TJ. It was cool to look on stage and see TJ and Blake Howard both playing and doing what they love and to think of them interning at OC a few summers ago. For those of you who remember Blake, he's doing really well too. He's still involved at Harpeth Community and playing bass any chance he can.

Thanks to those of you who offered some feedback on the onion thing. Chris--you're right about the flavor. But--has anyone noticed that onions can also smell a lot like really bad B.O.? Sorry.

Does anyone else still have sacks filled with Halloween candy? Sheryl and I are convinced that candy is poison--all of it. If I hear Maddie ask for candy one more time I might have to scream. AND--I hear it a FRACTION of the amount Sheryl hears it.
"I want some candy please"
"No candy, Maddie. Don't ask again."
(a few minutes later..mumbled just in case that might work better...)
"I unt su can-ee"
"No candy!!"

Poison.

It's rainy here. Thanks to all you Texans who sent it this way. I hope you're all feeling nice and dry today! It's FRIDAY! Yee-haaw! We don't really have any big plans this weekend--for which I am grateful! We have our "first fruits Sunday" this weekend where we're asking people to give the first amount in their pledge for the building. I'll let you know how that goes. Have a blessed and safe weekend, everyone!

Another shameless plug for TJ. Tonight is the big release party for "Kind of Life". It will be really fun. The band is playing and we'll all be there to celebrate with him. Apparently, his record is selling like crazy. Everyone in the office is walking around singing songs from it. This morning on the way to school Maddie wanted "TJ!". I looked back and she was singing all the words to the first song--my favorite one on the CD and the title cut. (click the link to the right and have your computer speakers on!)

Today is Holly's birthday. (Holly is TJ's wife and my admin assistant) HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HOLLY!!! I remember where I was when I turned 24. Crazy times. I was working in the Christmas show at Six Flags and about to leave for my contract on Norwegian Cruise Lines. That seems like another lifetime. 24. sigh. Holly is really missing TJ these days while he's traveling. If you would, please pray for them--for her as he's away and for his safety on the road.

Last night we finished blocking ACT 2. We're really making progress. We got to the part where Sonya does her monologue as Vera. I about wet my pants laughing. It is so hilarious! We are going to have a lot of fun over the coming weeks as we put it all together.

Life in the Spirit. Sometimes it really makes me feel like TJ's song.

This kind of life I kind of live,
This kind of love I kind of give,
And I'm tired of the real thing slippin away
I need Your real life...today.

Sometimes I feel like life is like an onion (not a box of chocolates). There are so many layers and sometimes our layers almost drown out the voice of God. I had an experience this week where I woke up in the night with what I am convinced to be the Spirit singing over me. It was an old hymn that in the daylight hours I can't even recall, but the lyrics were exactly what I needed in my spirit. A call back to the heart of the Father. It just almost seems like that voice in me is sometimes so buried beneath the layers of everything else in my world and life. I'm feeling much like that onion today. Does anyone else resonate with that concept?

I woke myself up last night singing Silent Night in Spanish. Scratch that---poor Spanish. Jason McArthur and I like to call it Spanglish. It's ridiculous. Anyway, this show is fun, but enough of the Noche de Paz.

Last night we went to the hospital to see Daren and Christy Stanley's new baby--Eliza. She is so pretty! Maddie and Ella were more interested in seeing Mary Carsen (Eliza's big sister) and climbing all over poor Mary (Carsen's Granny). Ella was pretty intrigued with Eliza--the girl loves babies, remember. It was great to see them. I remember when Ella was born saying in the hospital, "We are now a family of 4!" I could not get my mind around that--I had never ever been a family of four.

Some other things I want to record for posterity about Ella--
Ella doesn't say "hot" she says, "hop". I love that so much!
Santa Clause is "Ho-Ho"
Maddie and Ella both refer to each other as "Sissy". If you ask Ella her name she won't say "Ella". She'll say, "Sissy!!"

I'm discovering that there are so many things that you forget as your kids grow older. I want to write them down somewhere so we can remember. I remember Maddie used to call birthday cakes "happy cake". I loved that too!

This morning I am headed to the DMV. It's time for the license renewal and new picture. Thank goodness. My picture from 9 years ago looks like some weird computerized version of George Jefferson off the Jefferson's TV show. Seriously.

Tonight, more rehearsal. More Noche de Paz. Wednesdays are long days. Does anyone else feel that way?

Has anyone seen Polar Express yet?

Here are a few of the pictures taken yesterday. Hope you can see these--

Wow--what a great couple of days we've had! Couple of stories to begin with...

Sunday night we had a great life group meeting, although we had been uncertain we could have ANYONE over since we had been suffering through a clogged toilet downstairs. I'll spare you the details. I brought home an industrial sized plunger and saved the day.

After life group, Maddie was just over the edge and off the hook. She had not taken a nap and that's always trouble. She was screaming and crying and just losing her mind (as were her mommy and daddy). I finally, in frustration, said, "MADDIE!!! Get a grip! You have GOT to think of something joyful and happy and pull it together!!!"

Maddie stopped crying and in a whimper whined out, "I'm just so cited (excited) that the downstairs toilet is fixed."

I fell on the floor laughing. She began to laugh too and it was the perfect end to the fit. We both got into Maddie's bed and began to "talk"--she'll say, "I wanna talk." She asked me about Poppie--what we call my dad. It was so touching for me. I got to tell her stories of the tricks my dad used to play on me. The one she couldn't get over was how he would sometimes tie my big toe to the end of the bed while I was asleep. I think this really concerned her. She's asked about it every day. I love that she is beginning to ask and know about her Poppie.

Well, the day hit. I am now 35. We went as a family to have our family pictures made at this new place called Portrait Innovations--AWESOME deal going right now. The girls did exceptionally well and we had a great time and got some amazing pictures out of it. I'll post some later.

After the picture place, we went as a family to see the Polar Express. I cannot say enough good things about this movie. I know some critics and families are saying that parts of it are too dark for kids, but it was one of my favorite movies in recent years. Maddie and Ella loved it. I leaned over to Sheryl at one point and said, "this will become the new Christmas classic." It certainly will for us--right along side Christmas Vacation!

Sheryl had bought and scheduled a massage for me yesterday afternoon. It was so awesome. I still feel like a noodle. What a great gift!

Last night we had rehearsal and it was so fun. We got to block at least half of Act 2. The Christmas In Other Lands Medley is one of the most hilarious things I have ever gotten to do in any show. They do these songs in foreign languages and butcher them--all very very funny.

Again this morning I was reminded of how much God has given me. As I left the house with Maddie in tow (on the way to school), I looked at Sheryl and Ella and thought, why me? I do not deserve the grace of our Father. I am just so thankful for 35 wonderful years, for friends that stick closer than a brother, for family who have sacrificed to help me know Jesus, for a ministry that has allowed me to encounter some of the most wonderful people I've ever met, and for ZOE life--life in the Spirit. Thank you, Jesus, for your goodness and for showering it on us.