The "How'd It Go"

I wanted to let everyone know how the interview went.
The phone rang around 5:02pm CT. I picked up and stole away to the furthest bedroom in the house from all the commotion - Victoria's bedroom.
The gentleman's voice rang out a "hello" and so it began.
We exchanged small talk about his wife growing up in Iowa and sharing various locations within Iowa we were both familiar with. From there, we moved into the questions. There were five main questions asked. Mostly normal, predictable questions for an interview. I attempted to answer the questions barrage with as much honesty and genuineness as I could. I wanted them to know what I was going to bring to their team. I did my best over the phone. It must be difficult for staffers to build a solid team without ever meeting the members.
Now, the wait begins. I was given a mid-March timetable to hear back. I am excited to find out. It is in God's faithful hands. No better place to be.
That's all I have for now. Thanks for reading on...

Summit

Big day tomorrow. I have an interview with Summit Ministries. A summer conference/camp for high school and college-aged students to learn about and discuss the Christian worldview. It is a phone interview. I don't like talking on the phone. If you think about it, please be praying around 5pm as I will be sitting down with a white, cordless phone and trying to be real with a complete stranger.
But this job means a lot to me. Not so much the place in particular, but the experience. The challenge. The adventure. The newness. Summit is based out of Boulder, CO. I want to run, skip, and stand in the presence of those mighty mountains.
Please just keep me in your thoughts tomorrow at 5pm Central time. I'll try to keep everyone updated on how things go.

Day Dreams and Catching Up

Hi.
Been awhile.
I haven't written this entire year yet.
I suppose the words haven't been there.
Neither has the motivation to try.
But I feel the need returning.

I remember when I first signed on to blogger. I had these crazy ideas/dreams of big things happening. I figured people all over the country would stumble across my blog and this incredible movement might start. Right here. Looking back, I just laugh at my pathetic self for thinking such thoughts.

I've always been a day-dreamer. My mind constantly skipping about, always finding another world to exist within. I was one who could sit under a cloud-filled sky for hours and unchain my mind to explore those puffs of water-filled molecule masses. I was the guy who played in rock bands before thousands of screaming fans. Played for championship basketball teams and got interviewed after the game by an attractive journalist. Oh, and offered passionate sermons in front of a crowd eating up my every witty and spirit-filled word. All from the comforts of my bathroom mirror. I don't quite understand why it happens. I just know it happens. And it has been happening more often. Why do we day-dream? Is it healthy? Is it healthy to not be living in the here? To repeatedly make up a world in our minds, a world where we are in charge and control everything that takes place? Are my day-dreams trying to make up for something I subconsciously believe are lacking in my life? I am not sure. I just feel they are beginning to hinder my life. To hinder how I see myself and how I view the world around me. Because... in real time... I am not in control. I am so removed from control. I want to start seeing this world, this life through new eyes. To live in the here. Not selfishly as the secular world might. But just to be present in the here so that I can experience everything God is doing here.
The world in my day-dreams, I control.
The world in real life, God retains abundant power over.
I need to leave things in His hands.

Random thoughts on this Super Sunday:
Well done Saints. Well done. You believed well. You overcame your opponents. You made some risky plays. You fought hard. You got back up when you were knocked down. You made some mistakes. You learned from those mistakes. You played your game. I think we all could take a lesson from you. Because, honestly, I want to hear God's rumbling voice say the same thing to me someday. So well done Saints. Well done.