Heading Off to Indian-i-a

Leaving on Friday. Off to play at Oasis Fellowship in Vincennes, Indiana. Looking forward to meeting you, JoJo! :):)

Sorry I haven't been keeping up. I'm actually having a difficult time keeping up with...well...basically life. I can't tell you when or how this happened, but I find myself suddenly feeling overwhelmed, a little frazzled, and just between me and you...a little de-de-depressed..there, I said it.

There's a lot of stuff I could probably attribute it to...like...I could chalk it up to trying to get off of Premarin. I thought about this happening when I started weening myself off the synthetic hormones that everyone everywhere says will surely give you cancer. That's about all I gave it...a thought. I THOUGHT it was a no-brainer, now I'm reconsidering....cancer...or depression. Cancer or depression...cancer or


Then...there was Cory. He's my nephew who's been visiting for a few weeks. He's gone home now, but, as much as I love him, I'm still recovering. I'm so out of practice. (you can read my little picture/story about him uploaded into FLICKR)


I guess I should expect it, because as you fellow 'bare-naked's' know, there will always be adversity anytime we want to make Him known. Although, I'm afraid that in the end, I may find that the culprit was more my own danged self than anything else.

Happy 4th of July!

Well, we're off...hopefully, by this afternoon. Concert in Chincoteague, VA on Sunday and Delaware on Monday. Musically, I'm not ready, but when am I ever ready? It's just one of those things where God is ALWAYS faithful. I'm just so confident in the message, the power of His grace to change lives and give hope, that there's no sweatin' the small stuff :)

Frank has agreed to play the sax with me this time, although he's really anxious, so if anyone thinks of us, please pray! I keep telling him, it's not about the music, but the fact that God could put two messed up people with such animosity toward each other back together again. Actually, I still stand pretty amazed myself that out of the ashes of the hurt, disappointment to downright anger, resentment and bitterness, that God could restore love and even a genuine admiration and respect for one another. I keep telling Frank, "Shoot, after all that, the music should be the easy part."

Well, I'm gonna wrap it up. I'm running later than I wanted, with of course, more things to do than time to do it...(so what do I do? Blog :):)

We'll be back Tues night. Hope y'all enjoy your fourth, and if you think of it, all prayers are appreciated.