November 7, 1998 – Saturday – 11:59 p.m.

Today’s rehearsal was tough.  The kids aren’t listening to me.  They’re goofing off.

I bought Burlap to Cashmere’s CD after rehearsal.  God used it to bring my joy back.  It’s such a perfect CD.

I saw Regent Theater’s Mystery Plays tonight.  It was an original production and so perfect.  I was so proud of my fellow students.  Obviously, God is in this place and in these people.

After experiencing it’s top quality, I really missed the professional world of theater.  The kids at church don’t have a clue.

But God will take care of everything.

Thanksgiving is only 2 1/2 weeks away.

Time is not stopping.

Emily and I talked over the phone the other night.  Our visit should be interesting.  Our story is a mystery play in and of itself.

What a gift I’m living!

I am free!

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November 1, 1998 – Sunday – 4:20 p.m.

November began today.  I awoke in my room and Justin, Vince, and Dan were asleep on the floor beside me.  Dan called me Friday and said they were coming and come they did.  They spent the night at the beach on Friday and arrived at my apartment early Saturday morning.  It was so great to see them.  They came to drama practice with me and we spent Halloween night between Justin’s church and my church.

They came to church with me this morning and we went to the beach together this afternoon.  And just now we all prayed together before they drove off and left me here to continue my life without them by my side every day.

Every minute with them was perfect.  Nothing was different between us.  Time does not harm true friends.  I got to give them a brief taste of my life here, as well as my new friends, and it became very clear to all of us that this was my home and not theirs.

They home they have is mine no longer.

They were the same, and we were the same together, but life will take us to different corners of the earth.  But no matter how far we travel, I would give my life for them.

True perfect friends.

October 28, 1998 – Wednesday – 8:00 a.m.

I got up before the sun did this morning.  I prayed and I read.  The men’s meeting at church was such a blessing last night.  It is great being a guy.

I look forward to the Holidays and visiting the people I haven’t seen in a while.  I look forward to classes next year.

David is now the youth pastor at Parkway.  He will be quitting his bookstore job in two weeks.  More things are changing, but God is Lord of them all.

Life is good.

Time is flying by.  I will moving on in no time at all.

I can’t wait to hold Emily.  I also just want to snuggle up and read a book of my own choosing.  I wish the adventure so easily found in the mountains was closer by.

I’m glad God understands me even when I do not.

October 25, 1998 – Sunday – 9:47 a.m.

I talked to Vince and Charlie over the weekend.  I’m so excited to hang out with Vince over Thanksgiving.

I’m becoming good friends with Brian, he’s a first year communication student.  We have one class together.

On Friday I helped Kirstin, a beautiful German girl, on her audio project.  We had a lot of fun, and actually talked about other stuff.

Friday night’s youth service was so awesome.  So many people got saved.  I spent the night over at Sterling family’s house.  Kimberley stayed over as well.  We watched The Land Before Time.  Sterling’s mom was so sweet to me.  It was a wonderfully simple time.

Halloween is Saturday.  Christmas play practice begins and I’m helping with the harvest party that night as well.  November is just around the corner and I’ve got much to do to finish out the semester.

1999 will drive before I know it.

It feels like the whole world is moving quickly into the future.  But I’m trying to stay right here.  Hmm, I’m even trying to stay in yesterday.

October 21, 1998 – Wednesday – 9:00 a.m.

Much has happened since my last entry.  Tammie and Jose’s party was the most amazing event.  Justin came, all the girls had a burping contest, and I fell more in love with this whole world.  God has given me a heart of compassion for these people.  Each day, I find myself longing more and more for them.

Sunday’s church service was fantastic as well.  There was another party for Tammie and Jose that night.  My small group meeting is on Mondays at Connie and Christian’s, and on Tuesday nights I now have a men’s meeting at church.  I went last night and it was awesome.  No matter where I go, I find myself surrounded by good people.

I finished my “Eyebrows” script yesterday, but there are a few changes I need to make before I submit my first draft.

I’ve been emailing Angela and Dawn from my Africa trip.  Julie also sent me a letter.  I also found a new email buddy in a Canadian who went to Eastern Europe with Teen Mania.  Her name is Anna.  MovieMark and I have begun emailing each other again.

Time is moving forward.  The air is getting cooler, but the leaves are not changing.  I bought a plane ticket Monday to go down to Pensacola for Christmas.  I’ve never spent a Christmas in Florida before, and I’ve surely never spent one so close to Emily.  I will stay there until the Brownsville Revival starts back up at the beginning of 1999, then I will fly back.  I depart here on Christmas Eve.

November brings Tracey and Vince.  I used to think about going to visit my old home in the mountains, but to miss one tiny thing that happens here frightens me.

Thank you God for my homes!

October 14, 1998 – Wednesday – 12:45 a.m.

Life is getting a tad bit interesting and complicated.

“Eyebrows” is coming along nicely.  I have half the script completed.  The youth group at Parkway is in major transition, but God will take care of us.  Emily had a 19-year-old friend die of cancer and she has returned home for the funeral.  Justin from LMC is coming into town tomorrow night.  Thursday is my last day of filming for “Saturday Despair.”  And Dawn is no longer at work.

I’ve been here long enough to see change.  Perhaps it means this place is my home now.  And this is my third one here on this planet.

Siler City.

Banner Elk.

Virginia Beach.

These are the places I am from.

I sent to see the ocean this morning and heard a sound in the water that I’ve never heard before.  It was the billions of bubbles of the surf all popping at once.

It sound like an applause from far away.

October 11, 1998 – Wednesday – 10:31 a.m.

Things are beginning to change.

Tammie and Jose made an announcement to the Discipleship class this afternoon.  They will be leaving in less than two weeks to serve as a youth minister in Fayetteville.

That probably means nothing to you because I haven’t mentioned them much in the past two months.  They are the youth pastors at Parkway Temple.  They are born leaders.  I found my refuge in them.  If not for their love, Parkway Temple would have been a church I visited once and not a church I now regularly attend.

The way they have affected these teenagers is unbelievable.  Everyone was crying during the meeting.  I couldn’t.  Goodbyes don’t make me cry.  I cry at the second hello.

They were so good to me.  But their leaving is a God thing.  I have a peace about it.  But what is frightening is how I showed up right before they were supposed to leave.

What are you doing God?

I’m in charge of about 20 teenagers on Wednesday nights for Drama and Tammie and Jose were the ones I leaned on.  Perhaps God is teaching all of us to lean on him.

I don’t know what will happen, but this is making too much sense.  I thought I was just supposed to come to Regent, but now I see that I was called to Parkway Temple for this time.

Life has a plot.  Life has an author.  Life has an audience.