A family

Last night we had church...www.originscommunity.com
We sat around at tables and ate potluck food and talked about life. It was great. I was in the middle of my diatribe about what is happening with the 'boy' at my table, when I had to get up and sing. It was really hot in there. My pastor mentioned that we were having a typical pentecostal meeting....potluck food, no A/C, worship music...all we were missing were the handheld funeral home fans. But we used styrofoam plates instead.
When I got up to sing, I realized my guitar was horribly out of tune. I started to sweat. Sometimes you can get away with it, but even I was annoyed by the horrible sound. So I asked our trusty Trace Bundy, who is an amazing guitarist www.tracebundy.com to come and help. He came up and while I quipped with the audience, he did his ninja-tuning-thing in like 60 seconds. It's great to have helpful friends!
I feel like the performance went well, I played two of my songs: There was a Man, which is an allegory of God pursuing his Bride as a Lover, and Kings and Queens, which is about the homeless in Budapest. They were very attentive, and I enjoyed sharing my music with my family. Then I led them in a worship song as we shared communion together. It was beautiful.
Warm fuzzies all over.