The other editors and I are about to start on the next step of producing the hymn book. Woot!
So ... Lord willing, I'll have the book on Kickstarter by early March.
Be psyching yourselves and others up to make it happen when it does go up!
We're going to try very hard to keep the price under $8 a copy.
I'll try to put up a tentative list of hymns in it soon.
Sooo ... it's probably going to be later than March before we get it done.
In a nutshell:
This summer, I was blessed to move back to Russellville and work full-time for a pharmaceutical company.
Was also blessed to be a counselor at several camps. So, so blessed with that!
(Although, counseling and working full-time at the same time — gets pretty rough by the end of the week.)
Was blessed to be able to serve by doing some preaching, etc. and lots of song-leading.
Had a kidney stone; that taught me ... I'm not quite sure what ... but it did.
Was blessed to be in Matt McDuffa and Laura Bragwell's wedding.
Hung out a lot with Nick and Katie Woods, the Oldags, and the Bragwells.
Hung out with Ben Bingham and Cara Bryant a little. Too bad it couldn't have been more.
I'm now in Auburn, blessed with Caleb George and Wesley White as housemates.
Blessed to have people like Meredith Bragwell, Elizabeth Wiggs, Nathan Rouse, Laura Abell, Josh Carter, Mark Zenah, and so many more here with me.
Blessed to be spending lots and lots of time at the Rouse House.
Also: working on a new, real, hymn book. Lord willing, I'll have it ready by the start of next summer.
(Bug me about it so I'll actually get it done!)
"When the truth is, I miss you.
Yeah the truth is, that I miss you so.
And I’m tired - I should not have let you go."
A girl is a girl, and girls are girls, and sometime I understand girls, and sometimes I don't. A lot of the time I don't.
Sometimes we hurt each other on accident, sometimes we hurt each other's hearts.
And sometimes we don't rectify our mistakes like we should.
Because we're afraid. Because we're proud. Because we limit our compassion.
Humility & compassion.
I am being crushed because I don't have enough.
Any pride in ourselves is too much;
An abundance of compassion can use more.
(I still have pride in myself, and I'm not compassionate like Christ was — yet.)
Separately and apart:
All in all, I've had an extremely blessed 20th birthday.
I still have so many spiritual goals to strive toward, not to mention the mental, academic, literary, musical, and physical goals.
Take now my heart, O God,
Do all that You must do;
Mold it by rest or rod,
Turn it to only You.
Unite My heart, O Lord,
To fear Your name,
Let my ambitions be
With Yours the same.
Unite my heart, O Lord;
Teach me Your way.
Unite my heart with Yours,
And let it stay.
Via S. E. Rouse