The Birth of a Rock & Roll Band

Sunday night, I joined a slew of Horizonites traveling on 2 school buses to DC for an Ashes Remain show... I've got to say, I'e seen these guys a lot in concert, but this was perhaps their best. All of them gave the performance of their lives... Absolutely astounding. I think I witnessed something beautiful, something miraculous. Though the idea of AR came about years ago, there is something just different about the band as of late. The change is apparent to all... I can only imagine what the future holds! :D

Everyone's a Critic

Stealing this title from Alicia Farrell's blog. Seems as though her small group focused on fasting from criticism for 2 days. She mentioned how doing this made her realize how much she was critical of others in nearly everything. I imagine I would have the same experience. It's so easy to cast stones. It's easy to condemn. It's easy to compare and say, "I'd never do that" or "I'd never say that," etc. Yet, when truth is revealed, we are all found wanting.

Matthew 7.2: "For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you."

Props to Alicia and that small group for such a great idea. Anyone wanna fast with me?

Celebrating the Life of Jason Wallace, Jr.

This morning I made a trek to Essex to Our Lady Queen of Peace Catholic Church to share in the grief of Jason and Allison with the death of their son. The service was beautiful. The transcendent nature of the sanctuary was a reminder that all of us in Christ transcend this world to the next. Graphic reminders abounded that our Lord suffered the same fate we all will soon face, that of death... stations of the cross were all around. Yet, this little one has beaten us all to the punch. He's there already...

Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them. For the kingdom of God belongs to such as these... Amen.

I was reminded of the day Joshua was born. There simply is no other feeling in the world than to feel your newborn's grip on your pinky. To see a child, your child, brought into the world is such an amazing thing. I couldn't help but think... what if I had lost him after a week? Each hour would mean so much. Each breath. Each touch. Wow, what things we take for granted in this life. Jason... you have been a great teacher for me today.

My prayers are for your mom and dad, my friend. May they see you again in time.

How did we get the Bible?

Just how did the events of history become recorded in the texts of sacred scripture? Just as a reminder to any that happen to check out my (rather unbusy and vacant as of late) blog that this Saturday from 2-4 @ our house there will be a study about this very topic... Hope some of you can make it! :)