A lot has happened since I wrote last.
We traveled to Holland for the first time. Holland afforded many good times: we got lost in the industrial section of Apeldoorn, saw some of the biggest cows ever, played at 2 am in a tent and people actually came, discovered the best ice cream treats on earth,"Magnum" (think Dove bar meets chocolate and ice cream from heaven), and also discovered that the Dutch language is totally different than German and that the Dutch and Germans don't dig each other.
Then we rode with one of our favorite people on earth, Matonia, to one of our favorite places on earth, Germany. He took us first to a German "Castle" where we played on a stage in the front courtyard. Sadly, the morning of this show, I woke up sans voice. This has never happened to us before and was a little stressful. I was able to make it through most of the show, though we had to shorten it a bit. But the pastor running things was practically in tears afterwards. He said he was so thankful we came because that area is sort of a spiritual black hole in Germany. Only three active churches in the whole region. So, that made me feel not so bad about things, and reaffirmed my knowledge that God can always work, even if you sound croaky.
So with one more show to go, and sounding worse than the day before, we were all a little tense about the last show. But we all prayed hard and Justin and Phee laid on hands and, praise God, I made it through the whole show minus one song and even did the encore! The German crowd showed up in true form and went nuts as usual, so it was beyond amazing. God is Good!
Speaking of the goodness of God, I am writing this upon returning to Florida (a.k.a Hurricane Alley) from Michigan, where I was in attendance of our Guitarist Justin Cox's marriage to the most lovely Jessica Kellog. The night before we all went laser tagging where I tag teamed with Jessica's little hyperintense nephew, Hayden. We made a pretty good pair, considering I was terrible and he kept ranking higher then half of the other players when he was a fourth of the age of the rest of those playing! The ceremony was splendid, and the Reception was Jamming! I danced the night away with little Hayden who is quite the little breakdancer.
All in all, very good times...