HAIR-B-GONE.

For those of you who don't see me on a regular basis, the 6+ month experiment is over - I am shorn. When I came to church next week, people literally did not recognize me. One guy asked if I was feeling week, but I said that no, my strength is not connected to the length of my hair a la Samson. I refuse to spend any more than one minute on my hair on basic principle, and the price was right - my senior pastor's wife cut it for free!

I'm sorry if you liked the longer do, but it was weighing me down - literally! Jennifer said it was probably about a pound of hair that she cut off. It would've been awesome to grow it out really long and donated to Locks of Love, but that was not happening. Back to the magnificent monotony - haircuts, washing dishes, paying bills, and doing "all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to the Father through him." (Colossians 3:17) See you soon.

BACK FROM NYWC.

This past weekend, Monica and I headed up to Sacto for the National Youth Worker's Convention. This is always an awesome time of hanging with old friends, being challenged, stretched, and equipped in new and exciting ways, and to worship without abandon our Lord. It was off the chains! This is the second one that Monica and I have been to as a married couple, and it continues to be an awesome time.

Not only did I attend the conference this year, but I started a Certificate in Youth Ministry program through Fuller Seminary, which meant that from Thursday afternoon until Monday morning, I was filling my brain and heart with the stuff of the call of youth ministry. The result: a weekend of good memories, a wealth of information and insight that it is going to take me a whole day to process, and a 3 1/2 hour nap to cap it off on Monday afternoon. Life and ministry are crazy, but they are good. See you soon.