Rock The Vote & Crooning

I know I’ve already asked once for everyone’s prayers, but if I could impose just a bit longer, may I ask again? Today during our annual business meeting, Oxford Valley Chapel will be voting on whether or not to bring me on as a part-time associate pastor. I’m not asking that you pray that I get in, but pray that people will vote their conscience and that God will work His direction through the vote. I’m going to serve Him wherever He moves me, so if I don’t get voted in, I’ll just make like one of those robots that bumps into a wall, changes direction and keeps going. I hope this isn’t too much to ask for one weekend… I do covet your prayers, thank you.

Oh, and this has nothing to do with anything, but I did karaoke for the first time tonight in front of about 50 people at a coffeehouse a local church was putting on. It was probably once of the worst moments of my life those few seconds when I realized “My Will” was about 6 steps higher than I could reach. Like a wasabi moment. Kicks you in the face, you want to cry, but when it’s over, you’re like, heh, what a rush. I felt like William Hung. I did almost the entire chorus in falsetto, and my Kevin Max impression on the verses left MUCH to be desired. My wife hid in the back behind a sofa. But it was worth it, man… I won a Seattle Seahawks pillow.