A Taste for the Bizarre

I had a bizarre dream. I would reach behind the left side of my head and pull out these little black things and as I held them in my hand, before my eyes they became popcorn. If I pulled from the right side of my head, they turned into those thorny prickly things that get stuck to your pants when you walk in the woods. Is there some profound meaning in here, left versus right? Or is it just insane?

I'm a little torn. e3 was amazing last night. God's presence was there without doubt. For the first time since I can remember people were crying and screaming and the alter call was just packed with kids getting a touch from God. I was in the kitchen. I'm a little annoyed that God would do that on the night that the knock-offs were in charge of the habit shack, kind of meaning I couldn't REALLY be a part of it. I still got to go out there and play guitar for a few minutes, and God was undeniably there, it was awesome. I just wish I could have been there the whole service and really got something out of it. On the other hand several people told my dad that part of the reason God showed up like he did was that the knock-offs welcoming everyone and screaming set the atmosphere up front and raised expectations. So I guess I'm just glad that we could play some small role in that. I just hope God keeps showing up, because I need Him to.

Truly I can sense God's presence all around me, yet I feel as though I am separate from it. Like today I was able to play guitar as mindy sang at the youth network meeting. I could feel God's presence emanating all around me and my desire is to reach out and touch it, but somehow I am unable to reach it. I guess that is just the way things are sometimes in life. You feel lost and confused. Without purpose. Just a wanderer. Sometimes we lose our direction. I guess we just have to keep moving forward and trust that we will end up in the right place. Like the ship from the voyage of the dawn treader. No matter what strange thing they came up against, or how discouraged they became, or how unlikely it seemed, they kept pressing east toward aslan's country. I have to believe that if I keep pressing forward despite this lack I'm feeling that I too will end up completely immersed in the presence of God and His purpose for my life.