today was a rather interesting day i suppose. soaked up a bit too much of some Canadian sunshine. i think i could get used to this red-brown look. matches well w/ my new green capris? anyhow.
i finished the kite runner, which is a great book by the way. and now i’m reading 28 days in AIDs or something like that. a bit heavy of a read on a nice lazy sunny afternoon. the author kept talking about the neglected epidemic of AIDs in Africa, and the various countries in that beautiful continent and that all was just breaking my heart, i found myself wishing i had brought a lighter read to the lake, and i realized. that’s what we do. we choose to shy away from this kind of stuff because it makes us uncomfortable in our comfortable homes. we choose to take this knowledge and shove it to the corners of our minds, which might just distance ourselves from the matter even more than it geographically is, desperatly wanting to feel as if the world was still a happy place, at least your world. i sound like such an AIDs activist all of a sudden.
so today we had worship practice we played “king of majesty” for one of our songs. after being on worship team for so long it all kind of comes naturally and you just play, but ofcourse i’ve definetly learnt so much about just worship alone but that’ll be a topic for another post later on if i feel like it. i guess it just really brought back memories of the very first time i ever a major set for worship at our school camp in grade 11. i remember being so nervous for that song, timing every thing exactly at precisely when i was going to do what. i remember praying so hard that God would really take the worship into His hands because i knew for certain that i could not do it without Him. i remember the desperation for God’s peace and reassurance over nervousness. and i ultimately recall the rush of….i dont’ even know how to describe it! just worship. just letting go and playing my heart out and hearing everything fall into place, feeling God’s presence and our hearts unified under the same God. it was amazing. beyond the crazy hours put into preparation, and the mad nervousness, a bit of me misses those good old newb days.
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