::Podcast::

Today I discovered the wonders of podcasts.  I now have all of my churches (and our Purdue sister churches) sermons that are online, which appears to be the last year for BSU, and since the beginning of this term for PU.  AND (as if that wasn't sweet enough) the BSU podcasts also have most of the SHS recordings from last year!  Just not Nathan Angelo and Sean McConnell.  Which is unfortunate, because those were definitely at the top of my list of favorite SHSs, with Nathan Angelo easily clinching the pinnacle of awesomeness...

Stone House Stage tonight (last night?)!

This month was Micah Dalton.  It was... ok.  He wasn't bad, by any means, but his music was more background music than listening music.  Lyrically, it was nothing special.  The guitar part was good (nothing special).  His vocal part was a little too country-ey for my tastes, but still good.  Overall, though... I really wish I had gone home with Missy.  

I miss all of my friends from home, but most especially everyone from PfNG.  I've been praying that this weekend's retreat would all go smoothly, but I'm extremely sad that I'm not there with them.   Part of this is very much selfish... being with the group reminds me very much of the love and support that I've received and will continue to receive.  It was there that I found a deeper relationship with my Creator.  It was there that I grew closer to my best earthly friend.  It was there that I was encouraged to seek help for my problems rather than bottling everything up and avoiding issues.  It was there that I met and began pursuing the most amazing woman I've ever met.  

Being away from that love is excruciating!  I love all of my friends here at school, and very many of them are extremely supportive of all of my endeavors.  But they feel more like friends than family.  Not at all the way I feel at the Pfister's.  This is odd, seeing as I spend much more time with my group of friends here than I was able to with everyone at PfNG, but it's still very true.  

But... even now as I'm feeling separated from that love, I'm reminded that I'm never away from it.  It's about 3 o'clock in the morning, but I suddenly feel wide awake with excitement as ideas are suddenly popping up for a song that's been in the works for over 2 months.  We'll see if it manages to make it up here by the end of today...