It’s a crazy ride…. just hold on

I went on a hike today.  It’s a mountain called Bishop’s Peak. here’s a view from about halfway up…

It was  a day that begged, pleaded, insisted a hike.  I needed to get out of my world, escape from the life I am living, and breathe.

I  have been reading a lot in the book of Matthew, and several times Matthew writes that after Jesus finishes teaching and healing and pouring out, He goes up to a mountain-top to be alone. I don’t blame Him.  He was one sought-after man.  People were so desperate for him that they would throw themselves on the ground to touch the hem of his robe, or dig a hole in the ceiling to get him to heal their crippled friend… he was (and is) one hot commodity… He–more than anyone–deserved some “escape” time.

I am  not Jesus. No. But I am created in his image.  Today, I needed to escape. Life is tough sometimes, we all know that… and sometimes I want to pull the emergency break and STOP the train of life that I am on.  All for that breif moment when you realize that you are still… the world is silent… and you can breathe.  I love those moments. Ache for those moments. Yearn for those moments. So today was one of those days… I am thankful for a God who delights when we steal away to breathe with Him…

breathe into my spirit….. breathe into my veins…. until only love remains.

in light of all things “new”….
new blog site
new year
new goals

I, along with some friends are playing  a concert.  At my house.  It’d be fun if you could make it, or send your applause from your computer. Either way, your support is much appreciated. Nick Weber, Daniel & Charlie, and myself are playing on Sunday, January 28th at 7:00pm.

This fun event will be recorded, so if you want to hear the sound of your hands clapping on every single track, start practicing, and come down to the show. I can’t guarantee much in this life, but I can say with confidence that this night will be a blend of emotional melodies with a blue jeans comfort.  Come and see for yourself.

while wading though the waters of this life i get to live, i have been dragging my feet with all of this blogging business.
never eloquent enough… i hid beneath the thought that blogging is for real people… and up until now, i am just a 26 year old, straddling the grand canyon of the mid-twenties: on one side- youth… the other- adulthood.  a little late? maybe.

 but now i am here. blogging. breathing deep and just going for it. embracing this creative outlet that is taking the world over, hand in hand with martha stewart and starbucks. 

so. i raise my vanilla latte and february’s martha stewart living issue, and toast to a new year, a new blog, and a road ahead of me… filled with adventure, risks, music, dreams, laughter, and you.

come on this adventure with me, will ya?