After a lengthy sabatical, he sits in front of his computer, fingers ready at the keyboard. So much to say...so much to write. Topics race wildly through his mind, each fighting for the right to take their rightful place on the field of honor...the blog. Many will read the entries. Some will cry. Some will laugh. But one thing is certain...he must write, because he is...the Media Pastor.

Monday, June 25, 2007

LifePointe Rocks and Broken Dreams

Sunday night, I saw the coolest thing since moving to River City...the LifePointe Church Band rockin' out at the Hard Rock cafe.



How cool was it to see the guys who lead us in worship every Sunday leading a bar the same way?! And not only did we pack it in (if there was less than 60 LP people there, I would be shocked), but I noticed that regular patrons at the bar were getting into it. This is what it's about...spreading the word anyway we can!



Now, that leads me to my main pointe (get it? pointe!) It falls under the category of broken dreams. Ever since I was in 4th grade, I wanted to "rock out". I took lessons, I played at school talent shows. I tried to impress the ladies...and by ladies, I mean any 10 year old girl that would listen to my guitar stylings. Much to my distress, however, I never put it over the top with the guitar. Maybe I gave up to easy. Maybe I never tried hard enough. Perhaps my fingers were too fat. Whatever the reason, I knew I would never be Eddie Van Halen.



Over the years, I brought the guitar out of storage for brief boughts of pain and aggrevation....mostly disappointment. And, it quickly went back into storage. Last Christmas, my bride bought me a Playstation 2 with Guitar Hero. It was like reliving my own Vietnam...the characters on the screen boo-ing me as I fumbled through the music which was careening past the screen.



But now...now it's different! Thanks to last night's performance, I have been inspired! I will get my guitar out of storage, I will practice every day, I will "rock out"....well, not today, though. I have a lot to do. Maybe tomorrow. Next week at the latest. But Rock I shall!



Watch out, Eddie Van Halen...here comes Chris Whigham!

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