Sunday, March 29, 2009

Another wonderful visit

Guess who I got to visit with today?

He gets cuter everytime I see him. I just wish my darling daugther would put him in a different outfit the next time...

We all got together today to have dinner at my mom's. It was great that we could all have the time with one another. And this is the first time mom has seen her great-grandson since she saw him in the hospital.

OK, that's all I have to share. Pictures say enough. No more words needed.

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Saturday, March 28, 2009

Quote for 3/29/09

"Success without honor is an unseasoned dish; it will satisfy your hunger, but it won't taste good."
Joe Paterno


Thursday, March 26, 2009

I need a moment

Actually, I need a lot of moments...

Haven't been home very much this week. Busy, busy, busy. Got a lot going on.
Monday; I don't remember what I was doing but I didn't get home til after 7:00
Tuesday; Church until 8:30. So I dind't get home until sometime around 9:00
Wednesday; Had to go downtown to talk to the admissions people of Devry University. I'm thinking about going back to school for something business related. Possibly Marketing or Business Management.
Then followed that up with Intercessory Prayer with my Sister Kathy from church and a few ladies from another church in the community where our parent church is. All I can say about it; WOW !!! I may share more about it later.
Tonight (Thursday); Took my car to get it inspected and spent over two hours waiting for it. And it's not like they had to repair anything. So I got the Emissions Inspection for free.
Tomorrow; I go pick up Bob right after work, and I'm sure he'll want to go to the mall when we get home.

Maybe, just maybe, I'll have some time to get my dishes done this weekend. Maybe even my laundry too...

I need a nap!

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Sunday, March 22, 2009

Quote for 3/22/09

"By recollecting the pleasures I have had formerly, I renew them, I enjoy them a second time, while I laugh at the remembrance of troubles now past, and which I no longer feel."
Giacomo Casanova


Promises to keep

I did something last night that was somewhat out of the ordinary for me. I went to a prophetic conference with one of my Sisters from church.

While all of you know that I am a deeply spiritual person, and I do write quite often - and very openly - about my own spiritual experiences, I do not usually attend such events. I admit that, at times, I find them to be a bit overwrought in their spirituality. Even I am somewhat frightened by the implications of what might happen if God were to really make His presence known...
But I went. And I enjoyed.
It was very much what I expected it to be, and very much unlike what I expected it to be. The worship music was not actually singing so much as music being played while people praised God with their own words and expressions of joy. Some people danced, others waved banners, some simply stood with raised hands.
The main speaker of the evening was a man named James Goll, who has written many books on the prophetic gifts of the Holy Spirit. And his message to us was one of promises and purpose...
Sound familiar?
These are messages I've been hearing for almost three years now. I know I've posted about them often. Often enough that I'm not even going to bother to link to any. But I'm sure many of you know that I see my work with Compassion as one of my many purposes.
He spoke of God's faithfulness to fulfill His promises. God makes promises and He keeps them, even when we don't see them happening in a time frame that we would like them to happen in. He spoke of the promises that were made to Abraham, that his descendants would be as numerous as the stars. And reminded us that such a promise was not something that Abraham could do on his own. He had to trust God for it. But James also told us that such a promise contained so much purpose that it could never be completely fulfilled in one lifetime. So it was up to Abraham to simply do what he could and then allow others to carry on.
I think that's something that I really needed to remember. I am standing on promises that God has revealed to me. I expect Him to fulfill those promises because He is faithful - no matter what. But I also must keep in mind that whatever it is that God has for me to do, it will happen when He wants it to happen. And I will not reach the end of it in my lifetime. In fact, I expect that God wants whatever ministry that I begin to be carried on by someone else after I've gone. And I take comfort in knowing that my ministry, my work, my efforts will be a foundation for someone else's ministry.
Isn't God sooooo cool that way?

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Saturday, March 21, 2009

The inevitable has happened

Bob turns 18 today...

As long as it doesn't go to his head, everything will be OK. But if he starts to get all stupid because he thinks he's all grown-up and can do whatever he wants, I'll just have to put him in his place. And if he really screws up, I'll have to consider not letting him reach his 19th birthday...

I'm not that worried about it though. I think Bob is turning out OK. I'm rather proud of him most of the time, and even when I'm not, I can at least chuckle at whatever he's getting in trouble for...

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Thursday, March 19, 2009


Wow! This is a first for me.
I signed up to do an official Compassion event for next month and was turned down. Go figure...
Actually, I spoke to my Event Coordinator, Randy, and he told me that he already had someone signed up to do it before I replied to the request. But because the speaker is Bob Lenz there's a good chance that he'll do a Packet Pass - like the ones we did at Creation and the Creation Festival Tour. And since it's a free event, there's no reason why I can't show up to help out, or to just enjoy Bob's message. So I'm planning on going anyways.

It was good talking to Randy again. He's been involved with nearly every event I've done as an Advocate, and has been a great encouragement and inspiration for me as I continue to grow in this ministry. He mentioned that plans for this year's Creation Festival will be shaping up next month. So, hopefully, I'll be getting my invitation to volunteer to staff the festival before the end of April. I'm sooooo looking forward to going again. So is Bob. And now that we know what's involved with it all, we'll be able to enjoy it even more this year.

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Monday, March 16, 2009

Quote for 3/16/09

"May we never let the things we can't have, or don't have, or shouldn't have, spoil our enjoyment of the things we do have and can have. As we value our happiness let us not forget it, for one of the greatest lessons in life is learning to be happy without the things we cannot or should not have."
Richard L. Evans


Sunday, March 15, 2009

Quote for 3/15/09

"A happy family is but an earlier heaven."
George Bernard Shaw

This in respect to me having seen my grandson this weekend. And Bob telling me that he had a great weekend with me and his friends. What more could I ask for?


Saturday, March 14, 2009

Our latest adventure

It was not the grand adventure that I would typically write about, but it's been enjoyable.
First off, it wasn't the usual suspects tonight. JT couldn't make it because of an injury that would've made standing for several hours an unbearable ordeal. But on the bright side, Bob, Matt and myself were joined by another of Bob's friends; Shane. The more the merrier, right?
There was a concert for us to attend tonight in Uniontown, about an hour south of us. The headliner of the show was Breaking The Silence, a band I've been wanting to see for about a year now, but haven't had an opportunity before tonight. They were joined by five other local bands, also from the Uniontown area. So I was hoping for a good show.
I'll admit that it wasn't a bad show. But I think we might've enjoyed it more if we had known more of the bands playing tonight. That, or else fewer bands overall. It's hard to want to see six bands play in one night.
The crowd was not too different from the one we encountered at our last concert. Fortunately there were no thrashers in this crowd.
Anyways, the first band was not only local, but very new and very young. Their name was Iris.

Yeah, they may have been teenagers...
But they sounded great! I was truly impressed with these kids. They actually had a very solid, hard, rock sound. Good enough for us to start a mosh pit. But they only played three songs. Yet, all three were their own original songs. Very cool! And we talked to the young lady who was their vocalist after their set. They don't have any music recorded yet, no Myspace page, no real prescence on the web yet. But I still pitched JT's podcast to her - for whenever they do have some music available online. She was quite geeked about it.

Next up was a band called Sanctified.

They were OK. Nothing special. And the while we weren't the only ones moshing, nobody really seemed to be into their music.

The third band up was The Sixth Hour.

A very lively old-school metal band - minus the big hair and "glam". The mosh pit really took off with these guys. We had a blast. That is, until Bob got a fat lip. And then Matt hurt his knee when he got knocked down. And then Shane messed up his knuckles. And then I tripped over someone and ended up banging my knee on the floor. By the end of these guy's set, we felt like we'd gone through a war. But it was sooooo much fun to just get out there and slam around without having to worry about the thrashers causing any trouble.
There were few guys in the pit with us that really kept things going. So I got a picture of a couple of them.

I included (from left to right) Shane, Bob and Matt, too. I couldn't find the other three guys who had been moshing with us.
It was about this time that my crew decided that they wanted to do something else. While they enjoyed the mosh pit, and the music was decent, they were just not in the mood to watch a bunch of bands that they really didn't know or care about. I was somewhat disappointed by this, because of the drive and the one band I did want to see being the last one to play, but I also knew that Breaking The Silence was going to be at the Summer Slam Fest this year, so I should be able to see them there.
We decided that grabbing a bite to eat would be a good idea. And while we discused where to go, it came up that Matt had never been to Hooters. Guess where we went?
But first, for some odd reason, we decided that we wanted to stop at Petland to check out the puppies and other small, cuddly animals that were there. It was weird, and yet very nice. It was kinda relaxing. And when we'd had enough "cute" for the night we headed to Hooters.
We pulled our funds and got some wings and drinks and just enjoyed the atmosphere. And afterwards we came back here to my house where the guys decided to do their own thing while I posted to my blog abot it all.
And here we are. The night is winding down, and I'm about ready to hit the sack. Have a good one.

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That was nice

I had a rather pleasant visit tonight from Aliesha, Craig and C.J.
Got some new pics to share of the little guy...

Look at those eyes!
He's so adorable.

Of course, I had to get a few pics with me holding him.

He was so comfortable with me.

For most of the visit he just laid in my arms looking up at me. It was so cool. Then I fed him his bottle and he nodded off afterwards. He only fussed for a few minutes, but he never cried once. He's such a good baby.
I'm so glad they came over tonight. I was looking forward to seeing them all again. In time, C.J. will be big enough to have some real fun with. But for now we sat around watching NFL Network, and I showed him some of my "toys" so he can start getting used to the idea of edged weaponry now. Eventually I'll be able to teach him how to use them.
OK, time for bed. G'night!

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Friday, March 13, 2009

This is awesome !!!

As you all know by now I am a huge fan of words. I love words. Especially unusual words or exceptionally long words or even smaller words that have a really cool definition.
I'm also sure you're all aware that the word "Triskaidekaphobia" is one of my favorites. It ranks right up there with "Onomatopeia", "Antidisestablishmentarianism" and "Gargantuan" (for those of you who are fans of Kill Bill). In fact, I enjoy it so much that I have a tradition of using that word in a post on any Friday the 13th that happens to roll around - like today. And that's why I'm sure you're all aware of how much I love it.
But today, joy of all joys, I have discovered two new words to start using every Friday the 13th. Why? Because they are the actual words that mean "a fear of Friday the 13th". Are you ready for them?

"Paraskavedekatriaphobia" and "Friggatriskaidekaphobia"

Now, I admit that I've always known that "Triskaidekaphobia" was just a fear of the number 13. But I hadn't heard any other words to make it a fear of Friday the 13th. Well, now I have, and I'm quite the happy camper. Though I'm having a hard time figuring out what exactly makes "Paraskavedekatriaphobia". I can see the "dekatria" thing, which is more than likely 13. But where do we get Friday in the remaining mess? I get "Friggatriskaidekaphobia". Frigga, the norse goddess whom Friday is named for, followed by "Triskaidekaphobia". Simple enough.

OK, this concludes our lesson on weird words that nobody else cares about. Maybe now I'll go look for their Klingon equivalents...

Yeah, I'm a geek!

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Thursday, March 12, 2009

Quote for 3/12/09

"Everyone wants to live at the expense of the state. They forget that the state wants to live at the expense of everyone."
Frederic Bastiat

Oh, yes, I'm going to share my own thoughts on this idea. Just read my next post.


Let's try something else

It's been awhile since I've had much to say in the realm of politics, but I'm sure you've been able to guess from the above Quote... that I've got something to say today.

So, the Obama administration wants to try another stimulus plan. Does that mean that the administration is going to admit that their first plan was a failure?
Not likely.
When is this guy gonna get anything right? The vast majority of his nominees seem to have trouble paying their taxes. And yet he expects them to manage matters of state? What is Obama thinking? Especially since you or I would be facing some serious trouble if it had been one of us.
This was supposed to be the president who restored America to a place of respect among the other nations of the world. And with his very first visit from a foreign Prime Minister he embarrasses himself, and angers the entire UK. Obama was given a pen holder and pens fashioned from the wood and metal from the HMS Gannet. His gift to PM Brown; 25 DVDs. Hollywood classics, of course, but seriously, DVDs? Real classy.
He wants to rescue a faltering economy by raising taxes on any group of people who might actually be able have a positive impact on things. And how does that work? Let's take money out of the economy and put it in the hands of a government that doesn't produce anything that our economy can grow by. Hmmmmm...
And liberals thought Bush was an idiot.
Obama is only making things worse by making it more difficult for businesses to do business. His policies will punish people for working towards achieving wealth. And with all of his proposed "green" initiatives, we'll be moving further away from energy independence while making it harder for current energy producers to actually produce energy. And, of course, you and I will be the ones who have to pay higher prices for our utilities.
I don't even want to think about some of the other stuff that our tax dollars are now funding. We tighten our belts, and are told our charitable contributions may no longer be tax deductible while the administration gives millions of dollars to Hamas.

You realize, I'm only scratching the surface of this administrations foolishness?
Welcome to the United Socialist States of America.

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Monday, March 09, 2009

Shameless plug

Excuse me for a moment while I conduct a little capitalism here at my blog...

It seems my brother has embarked on a new business venture selling sports apparel. Actually, he's been involved in sports collectibles and memorabilia for some time, and has been fairly successful with his E-bay auctions. Now he wants to make it a bit more official. So, being the wonderful brother that I am, I'm giving him a rather shameless plug here.
At the moment he's calling the business Steel City Sports Company. He plans to specialize in Steelers jerseys to start with. Like this one below...

... or the one available here.
In fact, if you go to the link, you'll be able to see other items listed as well. And very well priced for those of us who are a part of the Steeler Nation. About half of what you'd pay at any of the retail outlets. But there's more!
At the moment he's got the big names. But he will be expanding his selection soon. Not to mention he's able to get jerseys from other teams as well. He's even got an old friend of mine - Kenn Lucas (for those of you who remember Bad Influence) - working on a webpage/website for the business. Currently all he has is the E-bay account and an e-mail address.
It is my brother's hope that the business does well enough to enable him to sell autographed itmes and other such collectibles and memorabilia. He wants his site to be the one place to go to find whatever one might need for "the man cave".

Now, I realize that I have very few sports fans as regular readers, but that's OK because some of you may know others who are more interested. So if you don't mind sending them this way, it would be greatly appreciated. Besides, I get a little kick-back for any items sold as a result of my efforts. Just make sure to mention me or my blog.

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Saturday, March 07, 2009

So beautiful

Typically, I would not waste any time discussing the weather, but today was just so incredible that I couldn't resist.
I spent a substantial amount of my day just sitting outside enjoying the warmth and passing sunshine. I probably should've taken my bike out and cleaned it up a bit for the upcoming riding season, but I'm hoping to just go buy a new one before we get into the thick of it. We'll see what happens.
In any event, today was a wonderful preview for what I'm hoping spring will be like when it arrives in two weeks.

As I write this, at 7:00 PM, it is still 72 degrees outside...

I think I'll go sit on my front porch a little while longer.

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Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Quote for 3/4/09

"All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen."
Ralph Waldo Emerson


Quotes from 2/2009

Sunday, March 01, 2009

You take the bad with the good

Don't let the title of this post mislead you. As a follow up to yesterday's post, I'll explain that we did have a great adventure last night. However, I must also admit that there were some not so enjoyable aspects to the concert that had us moderately upset. But the whole event worked out really well for more of us than was originally expected - but I'll explain that later.
OK, so it was me, Bob, JT, and Matt. We headed out for the Arise and Conquer Tour at 4:00-ish. Made pretty decent time with the exception that my Mapquest directions were a little bit off and we had to circle the block a few times before we could figure out if we were really at the right place. We were. So we found a place to park and went to stand in line at the doors with everyone else. We only waited about 10 minutes before the doors opened.
It was a decent little coffeehouse called The Blue Violet Cafe with a decent sized hall attached to it, but seperated by heavy doors. I believe it doubles as a catering hall when it's not being used for concerts. We grabbed drinks and loitered out in the cafe while the bands did their soundcheck and whatnot. Meanwhile, all of the bands had their merchandise tables set up in the cafe so we got to look around at what they had.

Now, I'm going to express a thought here that was not my own - I'm stealing it from JT - but it is an honest observation. And I don't want for this to sound as judgemental as it may seem, because it's not. Again, this is only an honest observation that JT vocalized, but Bob, Matt and myself did agree with. As we looked around at the crowd we noticed that between the guys and girls there were two seperate and distinct groups of people within each group. The girls were either Skater-Goth or Emo-Slutty, and the guys were either big-n-hairy or scrawny and wearing girl-pants. The second of these distinctions, the one between the guys, would become a big issue for all us later on in the evening. But, again, I'll come back to that.

After about a half an hour of just hangin' out and wandering aimlessly around the cafe somebody came out of the hall to announce that the show was starting. It was only a few minutes after 6:00, so we were a bit surprised, but we went in anyways.
What we were not aware of was that there were two local bands slated to open for the main show. That's what was happening now.
The first of the bands I have no idea what their name was. I do know that JT found out what it was, and he told me the name, but I really don't remember it, nor do I suspect I'll have any need to. I do remember that they were from Somerset - which is about 2 hours away from the venue - but that's about all. They were OK, but not remarkable. I'd say they're one of the dime-a-dozen screamo bands that pop up in any given community. And as such, there was no mosh pit starting yet. Nobody was into the music enough to start up. They played about 5 songs and were done.
Next up was another local band, whose name escapes me, but they were from Ambridge - just a stones throw down the road from where this venue was. And they were actually pretty good. We figured they were local high-school kids since so many of the teenage girls flocked to the front of the stage when the came on. And since some of the guys obviously knew them, the mosh pit started up. And we were sorely disappointed with it...

It was not the kind of moshing that we enjoy. These kids were thrashers. And they were all of the scrawny girl-pants wearing variety of the guys. We don't like thrashers. It's nothing personal. It has nothing to do with their sense of fashion. It's just that, as far as we're concerned, thrashing is just a fight looking to happen. That became especially true when we saw some of the thrashers conspiring to cause problems for the people who wanted to just slam and push mosh with each other. It was about to make for a fairly long night.

Anyways, this band played their 5 songs and moved on so the headliners could take the stage.
First band up from the Arise and Conquer Tour was Hope For The Dying. I really liked these guys. Hardcore sound and hardcore faith. One thing I've noticed about a lot of the Christian hardcore metal/screamo bands is that they tone down their faith in many cases. But I was really glad to hear these guys talking about it up front. And when their set was done we went out into the cafe to talk to them.
This is the only picture I have from the evening.

They all loved the ink-n-fire, and they were great to talk to. They just signed with their lable a few months ago. November I think their lead singer said. So this tour was a big new thing for them. And being kinda new to it all, they really didn't have much going on in the way of having places to stay while on the road. In fact, they had a little handwritten sign on their merch table advertising their "special" where you could allow the band to crash at your house rather than them having to sleep in the van in 20-some degree weather. So I asked about the special to see how serious they were. They were dead serious. So I offered them my gameroom.
Now some of you may remember that way back when my Ex first bailed out on me, I had invited a friend who was down on his luck to stay with me until he could get back on his feet again. And that situation worked out just fine. And I know I haven't posted anything about this, but I had another friend staying with me from May of alst year until just a couple of weeks ago. So it only seemed fitting that since I had the space, I should offer it to someone who needs it - even if only for the night. These guys were happy to have it, too. More on that later.
Next band on the tour ticket was Inhale Exhale. These guys I already liked. I'd seen them at both Creation and Purple Door last summer. These were the guys who gave us the Wall of Death at Purple Door. We were hoping to have it again at this show, but when we yelled out for it they said that there wasn't enough room and people would just end up getting hurt, and they didn't want to see that happening to their fans.

Of course, they said nothing of the little sh!+s that were thrashing around, practically punching and kicking anyone that they got too close to. It got to the point where most of us just stood at the edges of the mosh pit with our arms extended so if they came too close they'd just hit our hands and start moving away. And when they didn't move away on their own, we moved them! Several times Bob, Matt, JT or myself would just haul off and shove them across the hall to make them stop flailing around us. But they insisted on being jerks through the entire night and just kept coming back for more. By the time the last band was up there was real sense of resentment and agner in the air. Those of us who just wanted to slam/push mosh were about ready to just start wailing on the thrashers.

Anyways, Inhale Exhale had a good set. The crowd was fully participatory. During the chorus of each song the lead singer (screamer?) would hold the mic out to someone in the audience who would then scream out the lyrics. Pretty cool. And everyone enjoyed that they got the audience active in the show.
And, since I didn't get any good pics of them, and they were never together long enough after their set for me to get my pic taken with them, I'm embedding one of ther videos here.
Now, I realize that my taste in music may not be compatible with some of your own, but you don't have to watch the video. It's only here in case you decide to check out what it is I've been enjoying lately.

OK, back out into the cafe between sets and talked briefly with the lead singer for Inhale Exhale. I expressed mine and Bob's disappointment with not having a Wall of Death. He said he felt kinda bad because they enjoy doing it, but they didn't think the hall was the right size and maybe the next time they were in town they'd have a bigger place to play.
Oh, and for those of you who don't know what a Wall of Death is, it's when the band asks the crowd to seperate down the center as they're playing through an instrumental riff, then the vocalist will tell everyone that when they kick back into the song, or when he begins to sing/scream again everyone charges at each other from the opposite sides of the room. The result of that charge is called the Wall of Death because the people on the frontlines of either side tend to get squashed pretty good. Unless, of course, you happen to be mine, JT's or Bob's size, then the other side gets squashed a bit further past the frontline by their own people.

Seriously !!! It really is a lot of fun !!!

So, back to the hall and next up is a band I've heard of before, and I know one or two of their songs, but I'm not a huge fan of their stuff; Destroy The Runner. They did put on a good show. They worked the crowd well and had everyone moving. And I'm including a video below since I didn't get pics with these guys either.

And, again, the thrashers were getting on our nerves during this set, except this time they were flat out trying to instigate something. Bob told me after the set that one kid in particular kept flicking off anyone who was trying to slam and not thrash in the mosh pit. At one point Bob asked the kid what his problem was, and he told Bob that he thought "Anyone who doesn't thrash is a pussy. Only thrashers are hardcore." To which Bob said "No, the only reason you guys thrash is because if you had to face down guys like us in the pit, you'd get crushed." And Bob is right. The only reason why the scrawny little punks with their girl-pants thrash is because it keeps guys like me and Bob and the other slam/push moshers from getting too close and hurting them. That kid backed off from Bob and us for the rest of the night after that.
Of course, in defense of the thrashers, they can thrash. Bob and I can't. We're not built for it. We don't have the right body shape or size to get out onto the floor and start flailing our arms or kicking or legs wildly. These guys do have the right size and shape for it. And to be completely honest, if they want to stay in the middle of the circle and do that, fine! But these kids were never happy to just have their circle to thrash in. They had to push their luck by moving towards the edges and intentionally getting close to people who didn't want to be bothered. And that's why I always say that thrashing seems like a fight waiting to happen, because any time I see kids thrashing, they can't just let well enough alone.

But back to the rest of the evening.
I should probably mention that during the times while the bands were switching up on the stage, JT was using that time to network with them to get permission to use their music on his podcast. That's one of the reasons why I take JT to as many shows as possible. It's a win-win situation for both of them. For JT, he may get some recognition from these bands and their fan base, while his audience may find out about a band that they like, but never heard of before. Everybody's happy. Besides, we like hangin out together and enjoying the music.
Final act of the night was War Of Ages. I had never heard of these guys before I found out about this Tour coming through the area. But once I checked them out I figured it would be well worth seeing them live. I was not disappointed. They were awesome live! The music was intense and powerful. The audience was into them and everybody was moving. And for a little while it seemed like the ongoing conflict between the thrashers and the slam/push moshers was going to come to an end. One thing I really liked about these guys was that they actually had some good stuff to share about their faith. Yeah, the other bands spoke of their faith and it was encouraging to hear, but the lead singer for War Of Ages really laid it down for everyone. He said it flat-out that being a Christian doen't make you perfect, and it doesn't make you "safe". He reminded the audience, many of whom reacted very positivly when the bands would speak of their faith in Christ, that we will all have struggles to go through in this life, and God expects us to fight our way through the wars that will rage around and against us. Very cool!
No pics or videos available though. Bummer.

About halfway throught this set the thrashers acted up again. This time they were rushing the stage and practically slamming the people in the front row against it. Then there were times when they would stand against the wall on one side of the hall then they'd rush across the floor while flailing their arms and try to smash into people who were just standing around watching the band. There was one kid who tried doing this to me. It was actually quite comical as he hit my shoulder four or five times and I didn't budge. Instead, I just kinda glared at him and and shifted my weight enough to give him a shove. When he stumbled backwards I think he understood that his technique wasn't going to get to me. There was one kid who had been thrashing and kicking all night that finally made a near-fatal mistake. He kicked some big guy for the third time, during the same song, and the big guy didn't like it - oh, and this big guy had a mohawk. So the big guy grabbed the kid's leg and held him for a few seconds to tell him to back off. That's when all the thrasher punks got in the big guy's face and tried to make it like he was the one who started it. So the big guy pushed the kid away and just stepped back towards the wall.
And that's what the rest of the night was like. The thrashers just kept getting in peoples faces about what they were doing and when anyone reacted they would all converge on the person and act like the problem was that person's fault. There was one girl, a little heavy set, that was getting kicked by the same kid that was kicking the big guy, but she took a different approach to the situation. After she got kicked for the third time, she just hauled off and slammed into the kid and then just kept slamming into him, driving him into those of us who looked big enough to push him back so she could continue to slam him around some more. When the thrashers came to harrass her about it she told them that she's allowed to mosh the same as they are, just because she doesn't thrash doesn't mean she has to just stand around and watch. I know this because after the incident was over I went over to tell her how cool I thought it was that she reacted the way she did. That's when she told me what was said. It warmed my heart!
For the rest of the set we just kinda kept pushing the thrashers away from us whenever they got too close. A few times we were a bit more forceful than may have been necessary, but we just didn't care anymore. I wasn't bothered by the fact that I nearly drove some kid's head into the floor when he got too close to hitting me in the face. I just sidestepped and put my hand on his shoulder and shoved really hard and quick. He stumbled and I let my weight drive him down. He was lucky that I wasn't trying to hurt him because if I had been I would've crushed his skull under my full weight - or put him through the floor.

When the last band was done we went out one last time to talk to them and so I could make arrangements with the guys from Hope For The Dying. The lead singer for War Of Ages was very cool to talk to. Not only was he gald to hear that JT wanted to play their music on the podcast, but he was really glad that I brought him out to the show. I had to confess to him that I had come out because of Inhale Exhale, but when I checked their Myspace out I figured it'd be a good show, and it was. I also told him that I really appreciated the straight forward way that he shared his views. He told em that he doesn't always do that but he lets the Spirit lead him and tonight the Spirit lead him to share something serious.
Shortly there after I talked to the guys from Hope For The Dying and they were getting their equipment put away. They asked if I wanted to just give them my address so they could program their GPS and I was cool with that. I gave them my contact info - address and phone number - and told them that we were going to make a stop to grab a bite to eat on our way home. So we left and told them to be safe since they weren't familiar with the area.
We got a few miles out and came to a Sheetz where I grabbed my usual roast beef pretzel melt and Mt Dew, Bob had a 12" egg salad sub, JT bought Combos and a coffee, Matt had the five piece chicken strips and we were on our way. I got home and dropped Bob off so he'd be there in case the band showed up while I was still taking Matt and JT home. Dropped off Matt first and JT next and got back to my street just in time to see that the guys had missed my house. So I directed to where they coudl turn around and then headed home to wait for them.
After they got pulled in I brought them inside to show them around a bit and let them know where they would be staying. They were pretty happy about it. I showed them the gameroom and let them see the adjacent "toy" room - the place where all of my edged weapons are on display - they really liked that. I did have to apologize that the gameroom wasn't as clean as it should've been, but my friend had been moving out slowly and has had some health problems, so he hasn't gotten everything out yet and hasn't finished cleaning up yet, either. But they just said "Hey, were musicians, were not the cleanest people in the world." They were just excited about having a warm place to sleep. And I was glad that I could share that with them.
They brought in a few things and got settled in. We talked a little bit and I showed them around the kitchen and told them they could help themselves to any food I had. I explained that there were plenty of places where they could grab breakfast in the morning if that's what they prefered and I gave them their privacy.
Somebody immediately took to the shower. They were really excited to know that there was a full bathroom and shower downstairs. I imagine that they don't get a hot shower everyday if they're not sure where they're staying on any given day. So, once again, I was glad that I cold provide that for them.
As they copntinued to thank me for allowing them stay, I thanked them for allowing me the opportunity to minister to them. I felt truly blessed to be able to invite them here. And it makes it even more clear to me that I do have the spiritual gifts of Hospitality and Service.
I stayed up awhile longer and told them if they needed to use the computer for anything, internet or whatever, they could. I reaffirmed that the kitchen was open for them. And they could all feel free to take a hot shower. It made me feel really good about inviting them here.

When the morning rolled around I came out into the living room to play on the computer before having to get ready for church. They were starting to wake up slowly and the singer, Josh, came upstairs and we talked about a lot of different things with each other. We shared a little bit of our personal lives with one another and just enjoyed talking about what God was doing in our lives.
James, one of the guitarists, came up next. The three of us talked a bit more before I had to leave. They were floating the idea of going to Golden Corral for breakfast. James had never heard of Golden Corral, so I'm hoping they went because it would be a good experience for him. They thanked me again, and I thanked them for the opportunity to be of service to them, and I told them that if they need a place to stay the next time they're passing through this area, keep my contact info and feel free to call on me.
I had invited them to come to chruch with us, but they had to be on the road before 11:00, and church doesn't start until 11:15. I imagine they got out OK. Bob was here to see them off and answer any questions they might have about the area before they left. He said everything was cool with them when the left. So I was gald to hear that.

Some adventure, huh? Even with the thrasher-crap we had to deal with, everything turned out pretty good. The bands were awesome and I got to minister to a group of guys that had minsitered to me. And isn't that the way it should work out?

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