Wilco

I went to see Wilco on the last night of their tour on Saturday night. It was the most amazing show I've ever seen. There is a huge difference between a talented band and a talented band that has "it." Wilco has more of "it" than any band out there. At least I can't imagine one that does.

They played for 3 hours and I found myself worshiping God more than I have in quite some time. He was just so evident in everything they played. I don't know what kind of relationship with God that the members of Wilco have, if any, but it doesn't really matter. Whether they are Christians or atheists, I believe that the very source of creativity in everything they did is from God. Their show was just so moving. The fact that human beings can create such amazing art is just mind blowing to me. This will not be my last Wilco show. I can't wait to have that experience again.

One other thought....The band just seemed to be having so much fun playing their music. I know it may seem this is true at any rock show you go to, but I have to wonder how much of that is the "show." I've never felt like a band was genuinely having this much fun. What I wouldn't give to have that.

Birthdays and cats

Today is my birthday. I really don't like birthdays. At least mine. I just don't get why people want to give me things and wish a happy birthday because of an event 24 years ago that I had no control over. It bugs me. I really just want to be left alone and live it like a normal day. I won't let anyone buy me presents or throw me a party. I went to lunch with my parents today and had to sneak out early just to make sure I didn't get sung to in front of a restaurant full of people.

As much as I don't like celebrating my birthday, I would have gladly let people sing to me today if I didn't have to watch my mom's 19 year old cat die...with my mom, no less. Now, I'm not a fan of cats and even though this cat has been in our family for a long time, I don't have what you would call an emotional attachment to it at all. The sad part is that this cat was born 8 days after my grandma died and so in a weird way has always been an extension of my grandma to my mom. It was extremely hard on her. I think she has finally accepted that her cat is better off now than she was 5 hours ago. She was pretty much miserable, old, and feeble. Anyway, it'll be interesting now to remember this day on my birthday in the future. Maybe it will give it a little meaning.

If I hear one more high pitched scream....I'm going to scream! High school girls drive me nuts!

Worship MUSIC

I just had a conversation with a good friend of mine about music and specifically worship music. I mentioned that I don't like most worship music and that it makes it really hard for me to enter into a proper attitude of worship. She came back with the argument that the music shouldn't matter and that worship comes from my attitude towards God at the time and how I approach it.

Now, I don't totally disagree with my friend. I agree that worship comes from my attitude, BUT, where the music and lyrics become a problem is when they become a distraction. I guess that you could still argue that, if we agree that it IS my attitude that makes the difference, then the bad music shouldn't matter. Maybe it's just me, but isn't it hard to worship when the music is terrible? What if the lyrics are ridiculous or just don't make sense? Maybe those lyrics don't resonate with how you feel. I don't think that I'm awful for being distracted by the very medium that is supposed to facilitate my worshiping God. Maybe I Am....

Thoughts?