Wading through

Well if I'm ready or not, life seems to go on. Interesting day yesterday. . . Programs for the concert yuck. Copies, 750, and 4 pages, it just kinda sucked. Stress, and the concert is today. But so yesterday, our band played at FDL at a confrence youth mtg. I was planning on getting there early, that didn't happen. When i got there, there was a ton of elderly people and I was told there was a gas leak in the nearby assisted living apartments so they evacuated to the church the youth were at. Okay, and then we decided to help keep them entertained for awhile. We sang, we did some skits, some improve stuff. Fed them. . . it was interesting (all while the youth were suppose to be mtg about their own things at hand). It was fun. After a while they were allowed to go back and things settled down a bit, but not until almost 9 o'clock. Not a lot of practice time for the band (not to mention somehow we missed out on dinner). I was planning on finishing organizing the nights worship service while they were in their mtg, but that didn't happen, so it was kinda on the fly. I had a girl want to do a testimony, then lots of band, lots of worship time, prayers, and we talked about what it means to live life as a christian. Not by actions alone, but to have a personal realtionship with God and have that strong faith. It all went pretty well, a little long, but hey, it was all good. I did talk abit about places where I've strayed. Then told them if they wanted to know more, just ask me later. Many did. Hang-time, awesome. So after the service I talked to alot of my friends whom i hadn't seen in ages, but obviously couldn't talk to them all. So when told to go to bed i was walking with a friends who says, we need to talk. Ya, where and when though? So we sneak off into the sanctuary and sit down in a corner and talk. Quiet when the adults come in, acctually they turned off the lights and locked the doors, but we really needed the time. Boy i felt quilty. I am a leader, i don't do things like that, and once they found us the walk from there to our sleeping area was. . . not a good feeling. Yet that conversation will go down in some of the best ever and was above all. . . worth the trouble. It's those midnight converstations that have kept me alive. I acctually had a really good night. God was there. I had the opportunity to be honest, to a large group of people. People who i should be honest to. Now i'm alittle nervous about the concert, but more or less neverous about my first session next monday. Though, I need this, for i still don't think it's that big of a deal. I guess i will leave all that up to God, and the woderful people who he puts in my life to keep pulling me along his path. I am begining to love again.