I got to work with this dude tonight:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IwC8EYbDg0Q
(0:46-49)
Way cool.
AND I got to see Big Mike again. We worked together last Saturday.
THANK YOU, JESUS!
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Friday, May 2, 2008
Uganda // Keith
Several nights ago, I had a dream that I was in Uganda. I was in the suburban section with two guys about my age and an older guy. Of the younger guys, one had short brown hair, he was something like a long-time resident; the other had reddish hair, a beard and glasses. He was something like a photographer and was supposed to be leaving. The old guy was possibly the brown haired guy's dad.
More than anything else, I remember a sense of ominous urgency. Like war was happening, and it was closing in. It may not have been war yet, but perhaps a thick atmospheric unrest that was mounting. Red beard began packing his things to leave in the morning, and it was suggested that I do the same. It was uncertain if I would get a flight out; something was about to happen.
At one point I found myself outside, creeping toward the house like a theif. Then as I got to the door the mood changed, and I saw Ugandans walking around the street at night, passing by. They were somewhat scared to do anything to whites.
The greatest memory of this dream was the sense of ominous urgency. Something was about to happen.
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Last night (sleep?) I had a dream that Keith was praying before a sermon (I was on the side) and saying things like, "Lord, I've tried to preach about the good side of being only half in love with You... but I can't help it anymore..." And then I knew he was going to go all out and preach for real...
More than anything else, I remember a sense of ominous urgency. Like war was happening, and it was closing in. It may not have been war yet, but perhaps a thick atmospheric unrest that was mounting. Red beard began packing his things to leave in the morning, and it was suggested that I do the same. It was uncertain if I would get a flight out; something was about to happen.
At one point I found myself outside, creeping toward the house like a theif. Then as I got to the door the mood changed, and I saw Ugandans walking around the street at night, passing by. They were somewhat scared to do anything to whites.
The greatest memory of this dream was the sense of ominous urgency. Something was about to happen.
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Last night (sleep?) I had a dream that Keith was praying before a sermon (I was on the side) and saying things like, "Lord, I've tried to preach about the good side of being only half in love with You... but I can't help it anymore..." And then I knew he was going to go all out and preach for real...
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