Tag: dance

A call to Ubuntu

…the call to transcend and include is a call that comes from the Holy Spirit, in whom all of us live, move and have our being. So we cannot escape. We can throw a temper tantrum. We can sit in the corner and pout. We can cower in the closet in fear. But then we hear music from another room playing faintly. Gradually, eventually, we are enticed and magnatized by the Spirit’s jazz, and we have to come out of our closet and dance, to join in the unending improvisation and lively rhythm of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit.

-Brian McLaren, A New Kind of Christianity

Dancing till the break of dawn

So I just returned from the UMHB Welcome Week Dance. It was a lot of fun. I would estimate there were nearly 600 people at the dance, which is a lot for UMHB. I was there DJing but was able to get a dance in with Kelly “belly” Mitchell — my good friend Bobby’s fiance’. Good thing he lives and works in Oklahoma. 🙂

Some were calling it the best dance they remember at UMHB. I doubt that, but I’ll take the compliment. I haven’t DJ’ed there since 2003 (when I graduated) so I don’t have any idea what the dances have been like since then. And I also never went to a dance there unless I was DJing. So – we’ll have to check the blogosphere tomorrow and see what the word is on the net.

Update on my truck…

I also just found out that the light board on my rear left hand side is out. I replaced the right one a while back. I’ve had the break light out for a while now and finally stopped on the way home to buy a new bulb – which by the way, the Wal-Mart bulb selector for a 98 Chevy truck is wrong. And when I came home I took the cover off, only to discover that all three bulbs were fine – so looks like I have to replace another board.

Whew – another $40 down the tube.

I need to find a job and house where I don’t have to own a vehicle, don’t have to pay electric bills or water bills or cell-phone bills.

Sounds like either the mission field or bumming off my parents.

I’ll go with the first – but avoid the second.

Well, time to shower and hit the hay. I’ve got a long week ahead of me.

Oh one more thing – I got reamed at 8 a.m. this morning by my boss because he “just found out” something I told him the first of August.

Oh well – made church that much more enjoyable once I got there.

[]Deace.