Once again I apologize because it has been ages since I last wrote you all. As always things have been anything but calm here. I have spent the last two week immersed in projects, assessment, performances, album recordings, and everything else that comes with being at Hillsong College. It has all been quite the rush but I'm very grateful for every second of it. Over the last two weekends I got to be a part of projects and events that immediately influenced over 20,000 peoples lives and will go on to reach millions more in the coming months. At present I am sitting in Michel's coffee house waiting for another class to start. With only two more weeks left here I have a bitter sweet feeling of longing for home and knowing I will miss this new home. For those of you who have not heard I will be returning to Boise, Idaho to take up a job at Eagle Christian Church heading up their audio ministry. This has been a strange turn of events in my life but when God opens doors sometimes all you can do is go with it and work with what is placed in your hand. The most common question I have been asked is if I regret my time here at Hillsong and for those of you that are wondering I don't for a second. I've learned much and grown more. I have gotten to see and be a part of things some people only dream of, and more than all of this I have made priceless relationships that I hope to carry throughout my lifetime.
Now on a less serious note let me tell you a story.
Yesterday afternoon I found myself sitting in my living room with a few of my house mate and another guy from school. We were all working on our computers when almost all at once we finished what we were doing. We all looked at each other with a look of confusion as we realized that we are never all together with nothing to do... So in a spontaneous moment someone said "let's go to the city"... Next thing I know four of us are in a flaming hot car stuck in traffic relying on a half working GPS to find our way. It's quite funny being with three guys with no real mission or focus. After about half way there they decided the one thing we were going to do was get Justin to the opera house. After an hour of driving, another hour of tying to find a place to park (that we could afford), and 30 minutes of walking we finally made our way there. We looked at it for about 5 minutes and walked around it then looked at each other not understanding what to do next. After much debate and some input from the looming thunder storm we ended up back on a ferry toward the harbor our car was parked at. I nearly forgot to mention that half of us were missing our wallets and the car did not have enough gas to get home. After getting back to the car we all scraped together some change and paid for the car park. As we started to drive there was a sudden air of frustration in the back seat as the phone that had our GPS on it had roughly 10 minutes of battery left. We decided to use it to get as far as we can then figure it out from there. Once again we all dug together to find change for gas (and I mean change... All small coins). We got one a road we mostly knew or at least knew where it would place us, and made our way home. Right as we reached what would seem to be the home stretch there was a strange loud noise and the car started drifting to the left. We pulled over to find our front left tire blew out. So in the manner only a group of guys could do we stood on the side of a highway and watched one guy do all the work (me)... After our short detour we got back on the road and arrived back home around 11pm. As I look back on it this morning I don't believe we accomplished anything outside of walking around the outside opera house... My friend across the table say only a group of guys could use so much effort to accomplish so little...
I will leave you with that for now...
Blessings! I've gotta run to class!!!
