It's been a busy couple of days. I figure I need to write a bit about choir tour now, or I'm never going to do it since we're leaving today on vacation. But first, some more recent news.

I got all my job stuff worked out yesterday for the summer. I'm going to be working part time at a local music store (where I've bought almost all my gear) and I am STOKED about that. I'm also going to be working part time (about 10 hours) with our church plant with the youth. I cannot wait to hang out with those kids and get to know them. I know it's something I'm capable of doing well, but at the same time it's something I feel so incapable of without God's help. It's a good balence, and I'm looking forward to seeing what God does as I'm totally dependant on Him through it all.

So, tour. What is there to say? Fourteen days, 85 girls, four boys, one director, one small child, two buses, 5 states, host homes, too much food, lots of singing. I'd say that sums it up really. Quite honestly there's way too much that happened for me to even begin to sum things up here. Overall it was an amazing time of seeing God's creation (driving through Colorado is amazing), bonding with the girls in choir, getting too little sleep, hearing from God, seeing God work, and being used by Him in ways I never would have expected. There were so many times where God was all the choir had, and that dependancy on Him totally brought us through - and only by His grace. It would be so easy for us to take the credit for all that happened, but God did so much to remind us that it was not by our might but by His Spirit that anything was accomplished. Whether it was totally rebuking Satan before a concert, or showing up five minutes before we were supposed to start - God was there and was the center and the source and the reason. It was truely amazing. If you want more info, funny stories, random inside jokes, or copies of some pictures let me know. I have like 50 pages of journaling about the events of tour. I don't want to forget any of it.

So what's to come? A new layout for one thing, and hopefully a renewed interest to write in here. I'm excited to see what God does with my summer. The way He's already turned things around (I was planning on taking summer school and not working at church) makes me really anxious to see what else is going to happen.

And with that (that's for you Leah) I'm going to go put all my belongings back in a suitcase again. I'm really sick of suitcases. Hawaii here I come.

I'm home. It's really weird. I've been spending most of today organizing, cleaning, and putting things away. I even cleaned my closet...that hadn't happened for years.

I'm alive. I'm presently still in so cal, but am leaving this evening for home. Tour was fantastic. More to come on that. Maybe. I'm leaving again on Friday.

Finals are done. Classes are done. Homework is done. Packing is definitely not done. As much as I can do right now is done, but it doesn't make me feel very productive. The bathroom is clean, half my desk is dusted, everything is down off the walls, and I've gotten a few things packed up. But besides the empty walls, this place still looks pretty "lived in." Actually, it pretty refreshing to see in comparison to all the empty rooms here now.

This morning the rhythm section for choir recorded some songs. Actually, they might still be recording for all I know. I only had to record two songs, but they had to do seven. I feel really bad for them. They have a lot of other things they could be doing (i.e. packing, hanging out with friends they aren't going to see for four months).

To change subjects completely, I've been called brave twice this week. Pretty much in reference to the same thing, but from two completely different people in two completely different areas in my life. One was a professor, and one was a student. Well, I guess she's not a student anymore because she's graduating tomorrow. This isn't the first time I've been called brave. In fact, it's happened a couple times in the past year or so. Each time it's been in reference to honesty - to openess. It's really weird for me that people would think of me that way and see that characteristic in me. I often think of myself as such a timid person, but I guess there's a lot more I could hold back. I just want to be me. I'm not satisfied with any less anymore. So I'll do what it takes to do that, even if it means being brave. And beside, it's all really trusting God, because if I was relying on myself there's no way I'd do any of it.