He said, “No; rather I indeed come now as captain of the host of the LORD.” And Joshua fell on his face to the earth, and bowed down, and said to him, “What has my lord to say to his servant?”

The captain of the LORD’S host said to Joshua, “Remove your sandals from your feet, for the place where you are standing is holy.” And Joshua did so.

At once I realized

Stress will be the death of me

And stuff fantasized

Alone in my bed

Moving lights out the window

Songs stuck in my head

The geometry

Baking soda, vinegar

It’s nothing to see

Nervous, cardboard stiff

Awaiting for the blast off

Minor guitar riff

One hand two hand grab

Rustle wrestle choke choke choke

To the cement slab

Cold feeling water

Ocean hills kick me around

Gasp, gulp, die, slaughter

The stuff I fear much

Never monsters in closets

But thinking and such.

It Prevails  ”Capture & Embrace”

Brightwood  ”Wake”

Above The Golden State  ”Self titled”

City and Colour  ”Bring Me Your Love”

Biking everyday and everywhere:

I might take summer classes:

Camping in Sisters to do this:Wear these everyday:

Do this for fun and not for a class:

Be the crew leader again at Trout Creek Bible Camp:

My mom told me I should rest this summer and not be busy:

Build my pedalboard finally:

Start up a music group with Sara Watkins.  Her brother Sean Watkins got together to make Fiction Family with Jon Foreman.  Chris Thile is doing fine in Punch Brothers.  I think Sara may be interested in doing something musical with me.  Violin and guitar = perfect (1 of infinity perfect combinations):

Enjoying this guy with friends and family will happen every summer:

“I am the vine, you are the branches; he who abides in Me and I in him, he bears much fruit, for apart from Me you can do nothing.”