Great Weekend
What a whirlwind of a weekend.
I took Lora to see Bill Cosby up in Baltimore as a birthday gift. What a blast. We were 5 rows from the front. He's a comedic genius. Half the routine was totally impromptu using people from the the audience.
We had great services on Sunday. The bands nailed I Don't Wanna Be by Gavin DeGraw. And I love talking about identity issues. Most of the message came from themes I wrote about in ID: The True You.
And we had an awesome Catacombs at Eastern Market on Capitol Hill. Steve Andres and his band from Naperville, Illinois were incredible. At one point I walked outside and I'm guessing you could hear the music for about a five block radius!
The "glory cloud" passed over last night :)
I took Lora to see Bill Cosby up in Baltimore as a birthday gift. What a blast. We were 5 rows from the front. He's a comedic genius. Half the routine was totally impromptu using people from the the audience.
We had great services on Sunday. The bands nailed I Don't Wanna Be by Gavin DeGraw. And I love talking about identity issues. Most of the message came from themes I wrote about in ID: The True You.
And we had an awesome Catacombs at Eastern Market on Capitol Hill. Steve Andres and his band from Naperville, Illinois were incredible. At one point I walked outside and I'm guessing you could hear the music for about a five block radius!
The "glory cloud" passed over last night :)
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Amen Mark!!!
I love having Catacombs at the Market or at the Clubs. Either you can hear the music for blocks right in the middle of Capitol Hill, or you can hear the music next to one of Satan's strongholds in DC (a few not-so-gentlemen-like clubs).
I love our club events. To me, it feels like we, as a community, are on the advance every third Sunday of the month. It's almost as wacky as marching around a city with an army blowing our horns. We just cranked the electric guitar instead.
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There is honestly no better way to begin and end a Sunday than in the presence of God. It's also awesome to have Catacombs as a kickoff to the week in which we give thanks to God for all of the ways that He has blessed us this year.
I have a funny story about Sunday night. I came without eating and every place was closed except for the bar across the street. Well, I ordered a tuna melt and brought it back. (After tipping well--Christians should ALWAYS tip well, and they don't usually). Well, after inhaling half of it, I set the remainder in the back of the room at Eastern Market. Well, someone set their dog loose to roam, and he was intent on getting my tuna melt. The dog terrorizing my sandwich box in the back became such an annoyance/distraction, I finally had to make a run out to my car to deposit the remainder of my sandwich, and run back again.
Meanwhile, I'm sure the guys up on stage could see the dog trying to get at my sandwich and the ensuing drama.
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