Just a few hours left of 2009 here in New York City. We’re going to celebrate with friends in Queens. I was thinking today as I drove back from the church in Syosset how many things changed and happened this past year.
When the year began we had only moved to the city a couple months earlier. Neither Olivia nor I had a job yet and our savings were pretty much gone. I had interviewed at on church, but it didn’t work out — all we could say was, “Lord, do what You will.”
Olivia got a job at a doctor’s office almost right away. I interviewed with another church (that one wasn’t it either!) and got ready to do some temp office work. In the meantime I walked pretty much all the neighborhoods in New York just praying and trying to hear what He was saying for us. (This was one of the most wonderful seasons yet in my walk with the Lord:) I finally got a temp job at an office and then another at the NFL.
Olivia found a new opera coach that turned out to be a great help to her as she gets ready to go to the next level in her career.
I went back and forth as to what the Lord wanted from me…did He want me leading worship in a church?…did He want me to go back into songwriting?…did He want me to pursue business at the NFL and lead worship part-time?
Towards the end of 2009 the Lord revealed what He had here for me. I was called as the worship pastor of Shelter Rock Church on Long Island. I started a couple weeks ago and He’s already doing wonderful things.
So, here comes 2010. I’m beginning to see that I need to stop making all these elaborate plans and just follow Jesus. The Spirit will order my steps. He will lead me on a an adventure that I could never come up with on my own.
Lord, I give You 2010. It is Yours, I am Yours. I rejoice in Your presence and Your ways.
(Check out the archives for more details on all our happenings!)
I hope everybody’s ready for a great weekend…I am! This has been a long week…
Just wanted to update everybody on what’s going on these days and ask you for your prayers.
If you follow our journey, you know that I have been seeking a new position as a worship leader at a church. While I’ve been waiting on the Lord, I’ve had a temp job at the NFL. It’s been such a blessing and a lot of fun, but it’s coming to an end sometime in November, so I’ve been asking the Lord what’s next.
I’ve interviewed with a church in Long Island and am going to lead worship at one of their campuses this Sunday. In addition to the possibility of the position, I’m also just excited about leading worship in a corporate setting…it’s been awhile.
There are a couple of other possibilities if it’s not the right place, but I would appreciate your prayers!
Olivia and I are also trying to decide whether to move closer to Midtown. It’s a long commute to her current job (in which she was just promoted!!) and, if I get the LI position, I would need to be closer to Penn Station for the train.
This obviously involves moving (which is always a big deal) and paying more in rent. So we’re just laying it all before the Lord.
This year is the first year Olivia and I have lived in New York City on 9-11. We lived in Boston when it happened in 2001, and came down several times over the next several months, but we’ve never been “New Yorkers” on an anniversary. It was a crazy thought to think as I was getting on the Subway this morning, that that day started out normal for millions as well.
So today, as a new “New Yorker,” I want to offer a prayer for the City:
Lord, thank You for all You’ve done to heal hearts, minds, and bodies in the eight years since the attacks on New York City in 2001. Thank You for Your mercy, Your compassion, and Your power to overcome evil with good. I thank You that many have come to know You as they’ve sought answers to their questions. I thank You that You are the answer to any question. Thank You for bringing back this City to a place of prosperity and influence. Thank You for the gifts You have blessed it with. Thank You for people that recognize and honor those gifts.
God, I ask You to protect this place from another attack. I ask You to foil any plans that the enemy may have. Will You frustrate even the most cunning of masterminds? They hold nothing on You and Your omniscient, omnipresent power. You know everything. Before a thought has been born You know it and I ask You to be the great defender of New York City. David called You a Strong Tower and may the people look to You, and only You, as that refuge.
I pray for the Church of Your Son, Jesus, here in New York. May there be a mighty revival of power here. May the great cathedrals and churches be filled with Your Spirit in even greater portions than at their creation. May they be filled with believers and seekers. May the fire of Your presence consume all who call on Your name. Bring about repentance from our evil ways. May there be genuine sorrow and conviction for things in our lives and City that do not honor You. May that repentance be met with a raining of mercy and forgiveness that only You could bring. Bring revival to Your Church here, Jesus. And bring an awakening to those who have yet to come to know You. May Your workings and movement in this City be a testimony to America and to the world.
Thank You for Your unending, unfathomable love in the person of Jesus in whose name I offer this prayer. Amen.
Wednesday was not a great day. Nothing bad happened. It just wasn’t good. Have you ever had one of those days?
I stayed home from work to wait on the exterminator (another long story…) who never came. I tried to record a new song for the YouTube Sessions on keyboard and I just couldn’t get a good take. At about ten o’clock I decided to pack the recording stuff up (it’s New York – there no room for a dedicated studio) and try again another day. I must’ve spent five hours or so working on that song. Nothing to show for it. I wanted to write a blog – no dice. I even wanted to go for a run…didn’t happen.
It’s been a long time since I tried so many different things and nothing worked out. But I guess it’s just one of those days.
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No matter how you say it (write it…whatever!) it just doesn’t give you any more satisfaction.
But just before midnight as I was packing up the gear to shove into my closet I stumbled onto something. I put a vinyl copy of James Taylor’s Sweet Baby James on the turntable and I just enjoyed it.
Didn’t sing along. Didn’t play along. Just enjoyed.
So I did accomplish something after all on one of those days. Something I could have done all day long: Listen to the sounds of some really great songs.