Yesterday was a high output day. I watched as Worship Arts interns extraordinaire led, viewing everything from multiple angles while taking copious notes on the overall flow and feel of the service. Then, it was straight to building GeoTrax layouts with the boys — the kind of layouts that defy gravity and void the Fisher Price warranty. After that, a warm fire gently burned while I tried to get Lexi to sign the word “music”. Finally, back to my office to get ready to speak to the Senior High group, followed directly by a talk/discussion with our Young Adults. The day was capped off with homework, featuring words like “plenary inspiration” and “moodle”.
The day was actually capped off with me listening to Don Henley sing about the Sunset Grill. I’m not sure why, but I needed to hear it, as if the horn licks over the simple chord progression at the end would somehow allow me to decompress. Prayer, then zzzz.
God allows me to do a bunch of stuff that I love, and meets my high output with a filling up that can only come from Him. For this I’m glad.