The Church Basement Roadshow.

Yesterday afternoon at 4:30 Pastor Rod, Summer, Jess and I set off on a journey to the remote location of El Dorado Hills in search of a book tour gone wild and crazy. We successfully navigated our way to the how of our dreams. The set up was three authors: Tony Jones, Doug Pagitt and  Mark Scandrette and also their 1908 counterparts: Professor Hawthorne, Brother Duke, Preacher Withee conducting a old school revival. The show started out with a musician named Will Derryberry playing a few of his songs. He played this song called "Seven" and it was one of the most meaningful songs I've ever heard. After roughly half an hour the whole shebang began with the 3 revival-ers on stage in character. They are alternating between their 1908 selves and their more present day persons while sharing the story of their transformation into who they are today. All of their stories were awesome and sincere, but only one really stood out. Mark is just very genuine with what he says and impassioned in his speech. He is believable. Jess and I were saying that he could say that there is such thing as flying elephants and we would most likely believe him. Amidst the craziness, I had a realization that I don't think organized religion is going about things in the right manner. I think there should be more group discussion about every issue. More community, more hospitality, more love, more caring, more peace. Alright, let me think a while more about this and I'll continue this thought pattern.

It really just dawned on me how busy I've been in the past week. House/dog/bunny sitting since Tues., Cricket Camp planning for munchkins, doing this to expand my religious outlook and exposure, reading Soul Graffiti, A New Kind of Christian and The Secret Message of Jesus, getting my schedule at Butte all settled, trying harder to take care of myself by going for walks and eating more vegetables (its amazing, I actually like vegetables...who would have thought?!) and a photo shoot for my friend's web site to display her photography because she's going to a photography school in Massachusetts. I've been lacking on the nightly recoop because the dogs i was watching insisted on sleeping the my bed and they twitch and itch and snuggle which doesn't allow for the most recuperative sleep in the world. And I didn't get home til 1 this morning from the Church Basement Roadshow. But it was completely worth it. Jess and I got to catch up on the way down and she convinced me to start dance on Monday. I'm actually pretty excited about it. She's going to be teaching I think and she said that I'd have a lot of fun and it'd bring me closer to the friends I already have that are in dance. I'll keep you updated on that too.

I'm really tired right now, so I'm going to bed. Hopefully I'll get a full night's sleep and I'll have the brain power to finish my thinking on the Roadshow experience and maybe offer some helpful and interesting opinions. One can always dream anyways, now can't they?

Night.