Sunday, Sunday, Sunday!!!!!

I get a daily e-mail from one of the local news channels with a weather update. The one I just got from them was titled "ARCTIC BLAST" and I saw it and thought, umm, there's more where this came from? Cuz it's so cold right now I can hardly breathe. But no... it's going to get even colder. Here's the weatherman's statement, verbatim:

Evening temps have already dropped in the single digits, and some locations are BELOW ZERO. Unfortunately, this bitterly cold blast is forecast to sit over Iowa for the next 4 to 5 days. DRESS IN LAYERS & COVER EXPOSED SKIN!

I wonder if I can get my Thursday airline ticket to Fort Worth moved up to tomorrow?

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As I've said before, I absolutely LOVE Sundays. Without question it's my favorite day of the week.

This morning's music set was well-executed and well-received. Even the "countrified" version of "Silent Night" turned out to be a pretty awesome number. While I'm not a huge fan of modern country music, I will confess that I grew up listening to a great deal of music of every type, including country. I used to tune in the WBAP-820AM out of Fort Worth/Dallas, back when they were a country music station instead of a talk-radio format. Singing country is not a stretch for me, partially because of my natural accent. Now, to be sure, it's not what I'd sing if I had my druthers, but it does seem to be what my voice is suited to. [sigh] Someone once told me, years ago, that I should sing country, and I wanted to curl up and die. A punk-rock alternative freaky soul, trapped in the body of a country singer. How warped is that?

After church was over, Isaac always comes to the stage and starts helping put things away. He loves being a roadie and goes up to all the guys in the band and offers to help them with whatever they need. Often, he collects the microphones and zips each one back into its bag and then carries them upstairs to the sound booth. Today he didn't get to do that, however, because we were leaving everything out for the concert tonight. He was a little disappointed, but all was better when he found out Dad was stopping at Casey's for pizza.

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For tonight's concert, I had arranged to pick up one of my students to take her along. I thought she would enjoy the concert -- which she did.

And it was a terrific concert. We managed to raise about $2K for baby Elijah and his parents, to help with their extra expenses.

And at least five or six young people prayed to receive Christ tonight. The heavens are partying!!!

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And I'm about to be snoring. I didn't get a nap today, and I'm plumb tuckered out (to use a country phrase).