On Break...

I've been done with school for awhile. I've gone to Branson, rested, spent money, made money. This week I'm going to rest. I'm going to sit back and think about some things. What I'm doing with my life, and what I've done with it. What I'm missing out on, and if I care or not. What I haven't missed out on, and if maybe I should have. It's good for me to think, I enjoy it. I'm going to hang out with friends, and play music. It seems therapeutic to me.

I'm excited at the prospect of being hired to sing at a professional level, with a professional orchestra, for professional concerts, beside professional soloists. Basically, I want to be Jussi Bjorling. Perhaps, Bjorling would have been studying over this break, while I have been playing Midnight Club LA, and sleeeeeping.

The devil is always seeking to devour us. I too often underestimate him. I believe much too easily that being a christian is something to be ashamed of. I basically do his work for him. I heard good preaching this morning. It made my heart do a backflip into a nest of butterflies.
I don't know.