December 2005


Introducing Jackson Thomas… but you can call him Jack. He was born December 25, 2005 @ 4:32 a.m. He’s a little soapy in this photo ’cause I took it during his first bath. Ain’t he precious?

Baby Jack during his first bath.

Several months ago I compiled a list of some of my most favorite song lyrics. This is kind of a continuation of that concept, except I’m only focusing on one band–mewithoutYou. Aaron Weiss, the lead vocalist and lyricist of mewithoutYou, is one of the most-gifted writers I’ve ever heard/read. His words about the devastation and emotional scars left on us by this world really hit home with me, but he always provides a sense of hope because he knows that God’s grace and love is always with us and there is only joy after this life on Earth comes to an end. Here are some of my favorites…

“If I could become the servant of all–no lower place to fall. I could be your servant.” – January 1979

“But there’s a call to love my brother that can never be destroyed, however much you talk. However well you talk you make a certain sense – It’s still only stupid talk. However much I strut around, however loud I sing, the shining one inside of me wont say anything. Oh, to want one thing! Purity of the heart is to want one thing.” – Leaf

“I was swimming through the waves for must have been days but I could find no relief. When I started sinking down I thought for certain I would drown until I saw you in the ocean underneath all the bright colored fish tell of a treasure in a dull shell, ‘Such subtlety, so easily missed!’ You, my hidden pearl of pure and perfect love and I’m living example of 100% the opposite of this.” – Tie Me Up, Untie Me

“Our lives our not our own; even the wind plays still. All I felt was fire and bone and movement–movement. If they ask you for a sign of the Father, tell them it’s movement–movement of hope.” – Paper Hanger

“Come quick, you light that knows no evening–come, alone to the alone! There are a thousand sanities worth leaving to take your madness home. You dance inside my chest where no one sees You, but sometimes I see You. Rejoice, the cleansing of my lips–rejoice, salvation of my soul! But I still have a thousand half-loves–oh my God! I wanted to shoot myself just thinking about it. And you think I don’t mean what I say? I mean every word I say.” – Seven Sisters

“My Lord, how long to sing this song? And my Lord, how muchmore of this pretending to be strong? When she stands before Your throne dressed in beauty not her own. All soft and small, You’ll hear her call, ‘You brought me here, now take me home.'” – Silencer

These are just a small sample of his amazing talent. Actually hearing him perform these songs is where the emotion of his words really begins to show. For more lyrics by mewithoutYou and some fan interpretations as to their meanings, click here.

I had lunch my good friend, Gilbert Kerrigan, at Kyoto’s today. The meal was good as usual, but I especially liked my fortune cookie… “God looks after you especially.” I needed that. It had been a pretty crappy Monday thus far, so that was pretty encouraging; however, both me and Gilbert were pretty surprised to see God referenced on a fortune cookie.

Anyway, I need your help. As much as I liked my fortune, Gilbert’s was much more interesting… “An empty stomach is not a good political advisor.” Uhh. Any ideas as to the meaning of that one? I have a couple of theories, but I’d like to hear some other interpretations.

Wow… wow… wow. I’ve just returned from Nashville following the most powerful performance I’ve ever had the pleasure to witness. Tonight was the Death Comesto Matteson Annual Acoustic Formal, “This Could Kill Us All III.” Amazing.

Words seriously cannot describe what a beautiful experience it was. I only wish you were there with me so you could have witnessed it for yourself. Death Comesto Matteson continues to be my favorite band, and no other musical artist has been able to affect me on a deep, emotional level the way they have.

Be sure to check out the song, “Ender,” from their new acoustic album. Click here to listen.

Well, here I am again. It’s just after midnight and I’m at the church building preparing the powerpoint presentation for the morning worship service. I really hate to say this, but I’ve gotten to the point where I dread coming to church on Sunday mornings. It’s begun to feel more like a job than an opportunity to commune with God and my brothers and sisters.

With the exception of a handful of times, I’ve been operating the projection system on Sunday mornings for the past year and a half. I’m burned out. I get no joy out of it anymore. I used to be glad that I could put my computer skills to good use and serve my congregation, but it’s been awhile since I’ve felt that way. It might help if the only feedback I ever got wasn’t negative. Most services proceed without any problems or complications, but the second I make a minor mistake or something happens out of my control… people don’t hesitate to give me a hard time. I know most of them are just joking around, but it just gets old after awhile. I just want to tell them to do it themselves if they think they can do it any better. In fact, I *have* said that to a couple of people, and they usually don’t have much to say after that.

I just want to be able to worship and commune without have to stare at a computer monitor and wait for just the right time to advance to the next slide. I want to be able to close my eyes and sing as if it was just me and God. I want to be able to go get a prayer card during the invitation song. I just want enjoy Sunday morning worship service again.

Ever wondered what it would look like if you peeled all the skin off of your head and laid it out in one, flat piece? Yeah, me too!

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Hey everyone. A lot of you have been moaning and groaning about the fact that it’s been months since I last updated by website/blog/journal/whatever. The truth is, I haven’t been able to. All the files that make up my website are only on my own, personal computer located in my bedroom… which is *still* without internet access. I suppose this may explain the fact that I don’t have an away message up on AIM 24/7 like I used to. So, in the meantime, I’ve created an account here on WordPress.com. If I like it enough, I just might make the switch to WordPress a permanent one. I already enjoy the fact that I can update my blog from *any* computer with access to the Internet… something I obviously couldn’t do with my other site.

Maybe I’ll have something profound to say soon… or at least something somewhat entertaining. In the meantime, I thought I would explain my Internet abscence. Thanks everyone!