More Memorable Scenes for me please
Hanging out with Mike and Roo after an 18 hour drive
The times I remember the most are the ones I had to get off my duff and have.
The time Carie told me she’d never ever date me, then two weeks later, after she had time to reconsider, I remember watching the sun set on a Friday night (August 29, 2003, if you were wondering) listening to the reasons why she changed her mind.
Or the time I drove to Massachusetts in 1997 on about 2 hours notice because I had 5 days of nothingness. The trip took 18 hours of driving solo. Then after hanging out with my friends Ruben and Mike for 2.5 days, I headed back 18 hours to Atlanta. Oh yeah, and I had just arrived into Atlanta from Tucson, AZ (35 hour drive) that evening.
Or the time Dave and I decided to gank a newspaper machine from out front a dollar store.
Or watching a play I wrote and directed be performed on Easter 2001 here at Fellowship Church.
Or taking pictures with the family in Mexico that our team had built a small house for.
Or the time last Saturday when I stood inside of a crowd of people, mostly younger, and jumped up and down to a few hard core Christian bands for the first time in more than 5 years. I kept thinking to myself, I’m too old to be here. But after reading Donald Miller’s newest work of art, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years, I realized I was just creating another memorable scene in my life. The kind of scene that I will look back and and be happy that God put me on this earth to live out an incredible story of memorable scenes. Not necessarily a story (on this earth anyway) with an incredible climax where all my problems go away and my life eventually resolves itself, but one of fulfillment through Jesus and…
a whole lot more memorable scenes.
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