June 4, 1994 – Saturday – 10:20 p.m.

Each Saturday appears to contain a story all its own.

I didn’t go to band practice this morning and skit practice was cancelled because hardly anyone showed up.  It was Cheryl’s fault.  She forgot to call everyone.

So, it was just Cheryl and I.  I left and went to visit Veronica’s family.  They’re doing great!  Marcus and Kevin weren’t with me this morning.  I was alone.

I went over to Scott’s and talked to Jenna and Tenielle on the phone.  They were coming to youth group tonight; I called just to make sure.

Scott and I went to the music store in town and played on the piano and keyboards.

Then we came all the way back to my house to get Kevin and Marcus.

Something happened at youth group tonight.  We began speaking about the End Times and the way everyone was talking, it just seemed like I was running out of time for my dreams to come true.  It made me doubt everything I’ve ever done.  But Shurby prayed for me and I prayed after I came home.

The Lord told me that no man knows the hour in which He will return, and that God still has His hand on my life.

I felt better.

Tonight I wasn’t my usual self because of that.  I only looked at the future.  Also tonight, I looked at my beautiful Jenna, and although I was looking at the future, my heart still had a hunger for her in the present.

Then, in my heart, I searched for her in the future, but all I found was a wonderful memory.  A memory that would stick as close to me as she feels to me now.

“Friends are friends forever if the Lord is the Lord of them.”

Eighty-five days.



August 4, 1993 – Wednesday – 11:34 p.m.

Everyone was at church tonight, even Cheryl.  She is back from Ohio.  Christi was there, but she is leaving Friday to go see Jason in Pennsylvania and then she is going to New York.  I stood next to her while we were singing on stage tonight.  Every time my arm touched her body chills flowed through my body.  I wonder if she felt the same thing?

I’m going to Virginia this weekend.  It is my dad’s birthday so I should go see him.  Kevin isn’t going.  At first I didn’t want to go because I didn’t want to miss church, but the next chance I get to see dad will probably be Christmas.  That’s not fair to him.  Christi wouldn’t be there this weekend either.

But that’s not the reason I’m going.  Seriously, it’s not.

Shurbie preached tonight.  It was awesome.  God is so big.  I love Him.  It is the last days guys.  I can just watch the news and that confirms it.  These are definitely the last days.