Archive for February, 2009
…oh happy day
1Current Tunage: Celldweller – Outland
Instrumental record from Klayton (aka Celldweller), entitled “Soundtrack for the Voices in my Head vol. 1″. Very, very good.
So, who’s going to The Gospel Coalition 2009 National Conference?
Jerry and friends are going to the The Gospel Coalition 2009 National Conference.
What does that mean?
It means:
-Funtime Road Trip with 4 buddies to the Windy City aka Chicago.
-Free ESV Study Bible (woo!).
-Challenges from the likes of Piper, Driscoll, Mahaney, Harris, Keller, Carson, and many others.
-Wonderful way to cap off my joint BA’s from Trent (which will be complete as of the week prior!).
-Time of sharpening and forward vision: examining what God has in store for the weeks, months, and years to come for myself and those I am responsible for (self, wife, children, friends, family, church, people in general).
-Good, good times.
Pray for safety, wisdom, and blessing as we plan, prepare, and traverse this adventure in April… for His Glory.
…a significant milestone
0Current Tunage: Derek Webb – This Too Shall Be Made Right
A sombre note to end a happy day.
People always told me it would happen eventually:
I had a really great Valentines Day today. First time ever.
“Congratulations, n00b.”
RIP Single’s Awareness Day, you won’t be missed.
…the messenger
1Current Tunage: Thrice – The Messenger (Live @ The House of Blues)
Lyrics follow.
Mark me with fear and trembling; send someone else instead.
I know my world is ending; I can’t repay my debt.
How can I carry such a heavy burden?
How can I move when I am paralyzed?
I see a fire behind a heavy curtain.
I lean in closer and I close my eyes.
Kiss the coals; breathe in smoke, and I say,
“HERE I AM, SEND ME.”
It lifts my soul; I’m free and so unafraid.
“HERE I AM, SEND ME.”
Mark me with fire and send me among the living dead.
They cannot comprehend me; I watch the sickness spread.
How can they hear me when their hearts are hardened?
How can they see me when they close their eyes?
Still they can tell that I’m an easy target;
A wooden saw is quite a way to die.
Kiss the coals; breathe in smoke, and I say,
“HERE I AM, SEND ME.”
It lifts my soul; I’m free and so unafraid.
“HERE I AM, SEND ME.”
-Thrice, “The Messenger”
…put music to our troubles, we’ll dance them away
0Current Tunage: mewithoutYou – The Ghost
Love, love love, LOVE, love, and superlove.
On my shortlist of “BANDS SO AWESOME THAT THOSE WHO DO NOT LOVE THEM MUST CERTAINLY HAVE ROTTEN TASTE IN MUSIC” is a little band out of Philly by the name of mewithoutYou. I love them dearly – between the delicious bass-driven melodies, the satisfyingly crunchy electrics, the well-versed poetry, and the sparse and glistening soundscape… I love them a great lot.
…and as I read on Buzzgrinder not but a day or two ago, they have a new record coming out that everyone and their kid brother should buy. It is entitled:

it’s all crazy ! it’s all false ! it’s all a dream ! it’s alright
…and it is due out later this spring. Oh joy. Oh the joys.
Love.
I’m not the boy that I once was, but I’m not the man I’ll be…
…and I’ve been waiting now for six years on, and I’ve only just begun:
for the day You’ll hold her in Your arms,
Oh Risen Lord, my precious one.
-mwy, ‘the ghost’
…my dear machine
0Current Tunage: Sixpence None The Richer – Around
Sixpence has an EP up on Noisetrade that you can acquire for free or whatever you like. It’s quite good. The combination of Matt Slocum’s writing and Leigh Nash’s angelic warble has a tendency to inflict mind-melting style action. In other words, it’s excellent.
It seems, to me at least, that this final semester of university is a conspiracy to utterly destroy me. This week begins many weeks of long days, long sessions at the keyboard, and longing for sleep and sanity. I call it “Paper Season”, and I don’t think it has ever come so soon.
Pray that I stay afloat, cross the river, and live to build a 12-stone altar on the other side.