Kids these days...

Dear Grandy and Aunt Sarah,

GRRRRRR! 

That is all.

Love,
Me


Now for the rest of the story (as Paul Harvey would say):

We were discussing the merits of having a sleepover in a tent in the yard in almost 100 degree temps versus sleeping in the living room.

Lady A said there might be a lot of creatures in the yard that would be curious about a tent.  I mentioned the squirrels that we see on occasion.

Princess N breaks into song.  What song you ask?  Just click on Read more and play the video.

Practice, practice, practice

WARNING: This post will contain a small rant about practice.

Ok. When you get a band together, what do you do?

You practice.

When you have a choir or singing group, what do you do?

You practice.

There is soccer practice, drill team practice, piano practice, basketball, baseball, you name it practice.

What is practice for?

To help a team or individual gain the necessary skill or knowledge to achieve the desired results.

Makes sense, right?

I like our Praise Team. We have come a long way since we first started.

Tonight we did a mini- concert for the youth group's party to celebrate the end of school.

Did we practice before we played & sang?

Nope.

Am I irritated that our leaders CHOSE not to practice?

Yep!

Or that they didn't even get a song list together before we showed up tonight so we could practice on our own?

Yep. Irritated.

But, I read on another blog something that struck me about attitude. This young woman found out she had an aggressive cancer shortly before her 1st wedding anniversary. She & her husband just celebrated their 4th anniversary this year. Anyway, she said that when people ask about her attitude that it doesn't matter if she is upset or happy. Either way, she still has cancer. So she chooses to be as happy as she can be.

So, even though I am irritated about the lack of practice, and all the mistakes and issues we had tonight, I will still choose to be happy. God is moving in the lives of our youth. It doesn't matter that the music was awful and the sound system was out of balance. God is changing hearts.

We Will Dance

Sing a song of celebration, lift up a shout of praise
For the Bridegroom will come, the glorious One
And oh, We will look on His face
We'll go, to a much better place

Dance with all your might, lift up your hands and clap for joy
The time's drawing near, when He will appear
And Oh, we'll stand by His side
A strong, pure, spotless bride

We Will dance on the streets that are golden
The glorious bride and the great Son of Man
From every tongue and tribe and nation
Will join, in the song of the Lamb

Sing aloud for the time of rejoicing is near
The risen king, our groom, is soon to appear
The wedding feast to come is now near at hand
Lift up your voice proclaim the coming Lamb

Note from me: I want this song played at my funeral. You can click on the title of the song to hear it.