I still haven't slept since the end of the last blog. I ended up listening to Atmosphere instead of everything else I listed. It took us ten hours to out of Texas last night. And we started in the middle.
For the last two days, The Resurgence Conference has been streaming live at my home church, Mars Hill ABQ (and globally, for that matter). I'm on a fifteen hour drive from Austin, TX to Phoenix, AZ with no internet connection, so streaming it myself isn't an option, but Brandi just sent me a couple Snapchat videos of Nick Vitellaro representing XXXChurch to over 60,000 people worldwide with his poem "Sincerely Freedom" that he performed in Seattle this morning. Nick performed that piece on the first date of our Porn Kills Tour last March, and I am stoked to have been able to catch a couple of clips (albeit short ones) today. "As each has received a gift, use it to serve one another, as good stewards of God's varied grace: whoever speaks, as one who speaks oracles of God, whoever serves, as one who serves by the strength that God supplies - in order that in everything God may be glorified through Jesus Christ." Glad Nick is stewarding that gift well, and praying for him and those the Lord impacts through him.
I've been following the conference via tweets and hashtags, and yesterday, my sister sent out a quote from Crawford Loritts that read, "The problem with 'success' is that you begin to trust the resource rather than The Source." That's always good for me to remember on tour, and it acted as a stern, timely reminder to set my trust, hope, and scale in Jesus. To believe in his provision and protection. To plant my feet on the Immovable Foundation rather than the shifting sands of my plans.
Well, that's all the seriousness I've got in me right now. Let's talk about that loopy sleep-deprived thing you get in your stomach after driving all night through two time zones.
Naw man let's just stop talking.