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Sunday, March 3, 2013

Lent 19

It's Sunday, and I feel there is no better way  to start my week than to be in worship with my campus ministry.  Today's worship was especially profound and meaningful.  I'm not quite sure why, it just was.  Our campus minister is preaching a Lenten sermon series entitled "Lost in the Wilderness" (I know, I get Children of Eden stuck in my head too) in which we explore the different wildernesses we experience in our lives.  We're covering the wilderness of want, despair, tragedy, loneliness, and betrayal.

It's a really uplifting series.

Anyways, today we discussed the wilderness of tragedy.  In the wakes of the tragedies akin to the Newtown shooting, where do we find God?  And  I don't know, it was a sermon I really needed to hear.  There aren't any tragedies happening in my life right now (thank God) but I still found the sermon to be really comforting.

Today I saw God in a well-timed sermon.

Saturday, March 2, 2013

Lent 18

And I was just about to fall asleep too. Maybe next week I'll post everyday before midnight.

Today I hung out with a friend who I hadn't seen outside of church in a while. We chatted and watched a movie, real low key, but it was a true pleasure. Today I saw God in time with a friend

Friday, March 1, 2013

Lent 17

Random compliments are really nice. They never cease to brighten my day.

I was getting dinner at Subway on campus during a particularly stressful work shift. I got to the checkout counter, and the cashier was a girl who has been working there for at least the past two years. She checked me out, and then completely out of the blue she says something along the lines of "I don't want to come off as creepy, but I like you look good with short hair".

(I used to have über long hair, and cut it all off in May, 2012).

I don't know what it was, but that compliment really brightened my mood.

Today I saw God in a random compliment.

Thursday, February 28, 2013

Lent 16

As I've said before, our campus ministry has some pastoral interns. Three in fact. I want to talk about one of them tonight.

Tonight one of our interns (not the one I mentioned last week) preached a sermon at our healing service. He preached on the topic of revelation. Not the apocalyptic book at the end of the New Testament, but the theological concept of God revealing God's self to humanity.

In short, he preached a sermon on God Sightings, which reminded me that I had not made a post yet today. So here is my post.

Today, I saw God in a shy intern coming into himself in this community.

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Lent 15

Two weeks into this Lenten journey. If you're a regular follower of this blog (aka, my mother) you've seen how bad I am at keeping up with this. But hey, the fact that I only have a few minutes till midnight forces me to be concise.

Today I sang in a master class with the musical director for the spring musical at AU, and it made me realize how much I love performing. Today I saw God in the stage.

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Lent 14

I don't like Wicked the Musical. I think it's really overrated, has mediocre music, and only exists to give teenage girls obnoxious songs to belt at the top of their lungs.

But then something beautiful happened.

While playing Lazyball in Kay, I turned on the Broadway Pandora station, and Popular came on. Out of nowhere, one of my friends started to sing along. If you don't know Zack, you should. Watching/listening to him singing Popular was a true joy.

Today, I saw God in a rousing game of Lazyball

Monday, February 25, 2013

Lent 13

Damn it all.

And I knew what I was going to post today too. It just slipped my mind again.

Today my score for the Bach B Minor Mass arrived. This is the first full published score of a major work I've ever owned. To add extra charm to it, the score is used. As I flip through the pages, I can only imagine who else has flipped it. Who used this score to perform it. Who put their blood, sweat, and tears into studying it.

And then I think about who will use it after me. Will it be my kid? A student? Will I donate it to a library?

This is why I love music. Music is not static. It flows through history. It's evolved over centuries. It was here long before I was here, and it will continue to exist after I'm long gone. Every piece that's written has a story behind it. Every performance conveys emotions locked deep within the players souls.

Today, I saw God in music