The Response.

Is today, in Houston.
I picked up a shift at work that I really didn't have to, so I can't go.
When I picked it up, I completely spaced and forgot that The Response was happening today...
I'm watching it livestream, and praying along with them, but it breaks my heart that I can't be there...
I sit here, and try and tell myself that it's okay, that there's a reason.
But, it's like a yearning in my soul.

And they just started playing my favorite song.
How He Loves

Seeing them pan the crowd of the Reliant Stadium, and how many people are packing out the place, it makes my heart happy. Because that many people are crying out for our country
And I cry out here.

I'm responding.
I don't need a building
I don't need specified logistics
I don't need to see all the bands that everyone will be raving about

shouldn't I be used to this?
This seems to be a pattern in my life.
I just need to respond.

This guy sang Sloppy Wet.
That makes me happy :)

Jesus, I'm responding.
I cry out for our nation
Along with thousands of other voices, Lord
Hear our cry, Lord. Don't turn a deaf ear to us.
Restore our nation, do what needs to be done
We're willing, Father, we're willing to do what we need to do
We're willing to accept what needs to be done
We're willing, Lord

I don't post on here much anymore

I guess I've hit a point where I don't think people want to hear what I have to say
Or I just don't want to say it.

I don't know.

California was awesome
There wasn't one not good thing the entire trip
It's what my soul needed

I slept 12  hours today
And woke up at 8:30.
I work tonight
I work every day this week.

It's good.