an engagement and two invitations

i learned a little lesson about myself this weekend. on saturday (while i was flying around town like a chicken with its head cut off) i dropped off my garage-sale-special guitar to be fixed. i believe the lady called it "truss adjustment", but all i really wanted was for the strings to be closer to the neck so it was easier to play, like other guitars. and i had hope that they could fix it for me. and when hope is disappointed, bitterness very quickly tries to take root. i picked it up, paid for it, took it home. and sat down to play a guitar whose strings were maybe a 1/2 mm closer than before. not enough to really notice or pay 25 dollars for. it's just funny how i didn't realize it, but i was very excited about having a nice guitar (like my friends!) without having to buy a new one. and i was hopeful. and the second i was disappointed, the devil tried to get those bitter thuoghts into my mind. and it almost worked. only sunday night did i really realize that this is how bitterness can become a foothold. even small things like guitars can affect you! it's so easy not to notice. but when you don't notice, it'll grow. and soon you have a problem. imagine how much worse if this had been hope placed on a relationship. you can't let it take root. take every thought captive. this is how we live victoriously! this is how we take hold of the freedom and life Christ has given us (see Colossians 3)!

about the weddings. my friend jen got engaged, my friend dan sent me his invitation and my cousin kerwin gave us one too. and my jennie e-mailed me about her wedding that i'll be going to in september, in halifax, Lord willing!

for those of you praying for us this weekend as we led worship - thank you! the Lord totally took our little skill and big desire to serve Him and transformed it to his glory! i enjoyed myself, we worshipped with joy and people were blessed. and you just know God has his hand in it, because we had no idea what the text was for the message that morning (it was easter, they figured we didn't need a text for that!) and so we just picked songs as the Lord led. well, the last song we sang fit perfectly with our pastor's closing words - almost verbatim! only Jesus.

i also visited britt's grave on friday. muddy, but much needed and good, in that sense.
only one more month of school....i can do it......