A Conference, A Concert, Applications, and Homecoming

The Young Life conference was a lot of fun, and gave me some sweet time with the Byards, which I loved. It also reminded me why I'm not a Young Life leader. Let's just say I'm SO GLAD that there are people out there with a heart for reaching the farthest out high school kid, and are willing to dress up in silly costumes and do stupid skits and run around and jump up and down and just be rowdy in general in order to do so. I humbly and willingly admit I am not cut out for that job. That having been said, I loved being there and having memories of my old high school Young Life experiences come flooding back.

Here we are; the representatives of the newly formed San Diego State University Young Life chapter (Samantha, a student at SDSU, Kirk, a potential SDSU Young Life staffer, and I, surrounded by the Byard family: Jen holding Harrison, John holding Ben, and Lincoln holding his cork gun):

We had Saturday afternoon off, and so my brother, who used to live with Kirk, came and spent time with us at Huntington Beach.

Oh my brother. Isn't he sweet?

While we were there, we came across some people rallying for the legalization of marijuana.

Wait a second! Who is that in the back there? Let's look a little bit closer...

Oh yes, it's Jesse and Kirk. We also got a group picture with them, which they said they might put on their website, and we came away laden with marijuana stickers. Well, Jesse, Sam and Kirk came away laden with stickers. I politely refused and just stood there thinking, "What did I get myself into?" It was good for some laughs.

I came home from the conference on Sunday afternoon and went to church on Sunday evening. There was a guest musician playing, and he was pretty amazing. I guess he's kind of a big deal, because a lot of people I've talked to since Sunday have heard of him. His name is Phil Wickham, and I liked him enough to buy two of his CDs after church. If you haven't heard him before, I suggest you check out his stuff.

With all of this happening, I kind of slacked off on the job hunt, so today I decided to get back on track. I would like to just say, there is something emotionally taxing in the very act of pushing the "send" button on an email with your resume attached. All these thoughts go through my head; Did I attach the right resume? Will they even open the attachment? Will they look at my resume and laugh? Will they look at my resume and be impressed? Will they call me, or will I have to call them? What if I don't get an interview? Or, even more scary, what if I DO get an interview? What will come of me sending this email?

It's an overwhelming process to me.

Fortunately, I have something sweet to look forward to starting tomorrow...I'm going home!! I'm so stoked to get to see family in Gilbert this weekend and friends in Tucson early next week. Wahoo! Arizona, here I come!