The Passion is not LOST...

Today is the season 4 premiere of LOST. I could pee on myself or jump out of my skin. Oh, when will you come dearest 7 p.m.? Though the end will shortly approach because of the worthy strike of the creative geniuses behind the masterpiece that is LOST, I will savor every moment and cannot wait to see your face. 

An eventful few weeks are ahead. As I partake in new doses of the LOST phenomenon, then head to another more super phenomenon, which is the corporate worship and adoration of Jesus Christ by thousands of 18-25 year olds, known as Passion. Although only a regional event with not as great a magnitude as the international conferences that draw tens of thousands (at least 18,000 when I was privileged to attend), still as powerful and life-changing. I cannot wait to see what God has in store. But, as part of Mayhae, we wait.

Until we meet again. I am late for work.

Be blessed,

Jezz

A well overdue hello...

It's been more than year since I've posted, and so much has happened in those passing days. 

Nathan and I got engaged on October 30, 2007; our wedding is less than six months away. I could never have found a more amazing man. 

Today is January 24. Our band, Mayhae, is set to perform in Cullen Auditorium tonight as finalist in KGNZ's Next to Sign competition. We are blessed to have this opportunity, and no matter what the outcome of this single performance is, the music will go on beyond just today. 

I've said a lot has happened, but I only had a time for a few...

So until we meet again.

Be blessed,

Jezz

Pondering Christmas...

Sometimes I think I secretly despise the Christmas season...
At least that's the thought that came to my head this afternoon as I raced around the mall, dodging people, and most importantly, dodging those awkward conversations with those long lost, perhaps, friends. Every year I think it gets worse for me. Bumping into so-and-so from such-and-such place and frantically searching my mind to come up with an inkling of a memory with which to reminisce...

Of course, I don't really hate the Christmas season...
I love the decorations, the lights...so sparkly. I love the songs, even if at any other time of the year I abhor them. I like the excuse to eat baked goods and candy. I like any excuse to eat those.

But then again, none of that is really what Christmas is all about.

Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Wednesday...

Mondays...
Why do we have the preconceived notion that Mondays are ugly? And, why when something ugly does happen on a Monday we simply blame it ono the day? I used to like Mondays, somewhat like them anyway...but then I started work. Mondays aren't pretty to me now. But, I don't understand why they can't be pretty.

Why I can't take the ugliness of what is perceived as the Monday blues and see it in a different light?

Of course, it's not going to be roses and caramel and chocolate and happy smiling puppies. But it can be, intentionally being nicer to others and not letting the Mondayness of the day get to me...I guess I'll have to wait until next Monday to see what could happen...

It's Tuesday...tomorrow's Wednesday...and LOST...I'm so excited.

And because it is Tuesday, I must get ready to head off into the real world where I will try to smile and catch up on lots and lots of work because my boss is gone.

Be blessed today,
Jezz

I don't just change my socks...

Every morning I:
wake up
crawl into the shower
become clean again
sit at the computer
check my acu mail
check my google mail
then check facebook...
There's always something new on facebook every morning. I'm not just talking about an updated profile or new pictures on my mini-feed, but the basic structure of facebook seems to be ever-changing.

That's kind of like my life right now...The basic structure is ever-changing. I don't know when it all really started, or where to flag the starting point. All I know is change has become a huge domino effect in my life for nearly a year now...one event right after another. It's really hard, really stressful, emotionally straining and heart-wrenching. But at the same time, it's not so hard. It's almost natural...at least most of it. Some of it I can't control, and if I could change things, I would have probably left them the way they were. But other things, the big things, the decisions that I had to consciously make that I agonized over...those...onced the decision was made, they fit. They made sense...and most of all, they don't hurt...they give me peace.

It's hard jumping over these hurdles right now...especially when you're afraid of what may come next. How big will that one be? Can I get over it? Or will fall flat on my face? I hope I can jump higher and run faster now...

Be blessed today...time to get ready for work.
Jezz

Goodbye money...

Last night, I bought a drumset...I like to spend my money, apparently.

That's all I really have to say...or at least time to say...

It's off to work I go.
Be blessed,
Jezz

I've become a real West Texas man...

I went the ACU football game last night. It was odd...maybe just for me. I got free season tickets to all the home games, yay...I just wish I liked football more. I mean, I like it, but it's not the sporting event of my choosing. My seats are right on the 50 yard line and in the midst of alot of old-er people...I'm just a little out of place, but I guess I should get used to sitting with the old folks... :( I don't think I've talked as much in a whole week since I've graduated than I did at the game. It was good for me to get out and see...people. I don't get enough of that. The barren halls of the sixth floor and the silence of my office aren't ideal environments for socializing...

Today is the beginning of the two-day Legends Dove Hunt fundraiser/event for the Children's Miracle Network. In preparation for this rustic event, I've never seen so much camo in my life...but I have learned much about shotguns, because I really needed to know about them. I'm just helping out with the preparation and registration this morning, so I won't have to sacrifice the weekend, which is nice, because I really need a weekend...short weeks are nice, but they really mess up your work schedule...too much to do, not enought time...the story of life.

It's about that time...
Be blessed,
Jezz