
Here's what they look like in concert. Check out
http://www.flyleafmusic.com/
A place for the wonderous light from inside each person be ignited, shared, or encouraged.
So our neighbor's son 'Hurricane' is driving the rock group Flyleaf's 1 million dollar bus around the country for their tour. They are a hard rock Christian group from Texas that sings about hope shining brighter than despair. They played at the Intersection in GR Tuesday night, and we were luckly to have Jared the guitarist and his wife stay in Brett's room on Monday. I went golfing for the day, and Andy, dear wonderful man that he is, told them to use everything, washing machine etc. I woke them at 10:30 the next morning, and they loaded onto the bus and went back to sleep until they got to the venue for set-up. 10 people sleep on that bus, with bunk beds, 14 TV's, black leather sofas, everything. Sort of like Brett sleeping on the trains in Europe:)


So generally in my life I make some noise, sometimes it's good; like yelling at games, convincing kids to keep pursuing a dream, quiet exchange of ideas, hopes and happenings. But sometimes I need to learn to be quiet, because then I get to hear the birds, the wind in the pine trees, the lapping of the waves, and my own thoughts. I hurry too much, people need more silence sometimes before they feel comfortable in talking. I think we all need to be sensitive to other's pace of sharing. Sort of like my golf swing, if I slow down, somethings work out better. Just my thoughts:)
So my son sent a CD and Video clip from Prague, only took 5 days! And I told him I would find a way to link his pictures so eveyone could view them. So please be patience with me as we are volunteering all weekend at an Indie Film Festival and I can't set up the link until Monday. Wouldn't it be wonderful, since we are eliminating the countryside with our urban sprawl, if we could also have babbling streams as part of our streets?
is leaving to join her family in Hungary. Both middle and high school staff gathered, around food of course, to acknowledge her impact on the school, themselves and our children. And that's what makes Lisa, and our school unique, at least to me. We are small enough to see our students as more like our children, and therefore we seem at times to be more like a family. It hurts to have an integral part of the family blast off to another sphere, it hurts my heart, my throat and my eyes. A Super Nova is a star which explodes so violently that for a few weeks the star outshines its parent galaxy. Lisa hasn't exploded, but she outshines because of her heart. We will miss her. I, very much.

