this morning i got some shipley's donuts for me and amanda. just a little surprise before our weekend away in Kosciusko for the Natchez Trace Festival.
There was once a friday morning tradition similar to this. Me, JJ, and Matt Martin(who we frequently called ChiChi, or Cheech) used to go get breakfast on Friday mornings. It was almost just a celebration that it was friday, even though it was not fun waking up at like 7:30 to go through with it. It was worth it to celebrate. and to chill. we also went a couple of times to the old gravity coffee house and got beignets and coffee.
---ill have to apologize for this but at this point in the blog i am finishing the post on saturday. i know i know, not staying committed to the task.
me and amanda and my parents went to go eat chinese buffet in Kosciusko today and we got on a really crazy topic and it brought back some crazy memories of 2005 when hurricane Katrina hit the coast. we kinda started all just telling our stories of where we were the day it all happened. me and my friends were all out in the middle of the storm when it hit MC's campus. we went to the highest point we were able to get to-which was on top of alumni hall. at that time, or at least shortly before, students were allowed to go up there and hang out, I think it had been shut down by this time. cause i remember crawling through a window to get out to the patio. the wind was going crazy and it was raining. I remember watching the shingles on top of Jennings flying off up into a whirlwind in a circle in the air. crazy. we took some mad pics to prove it before we were escorted off of the roof and out of the building by security. Standing in front of our dorm, me and JJ remember watching the banners on the lamp posts on the quad having their poles broken by the wind. the banners blowing in the wind, and people stopping, jumping, ripping them down and stealing them. no power in the Chrestmen, and it was hot.
but one memory that I won't forget about that day( this always comes up between me and greyson when we remember the hurricane)----that night a bunch of the guys in the dorm that didnt leave just yet, we all just roamed aroud in the dark until we found each other and we ended up in a dorm room, don't ask me how I remember but i think it was phil walkers room on 2nd floor. we all brought guitars i remember greyson being there along with steven whitfield, josh miller"sunshine", ellis purdie, and it was dark so it was hard to remember the rest, and a lot of people came and went but about 12-15 of us hung out in there for a couple of hours. it was hot, no AC or fresh air and a stinch of staleness in the air. we all were just hanging out together because together our candles and flashlights gave more light than being alone. we were all sharing the stories that we had heard from the day, most blown way out of proportion and some propbably not even close to the disaster that had really gone on south of us. but it was a huge day, even though we had no idea, we did know that it was real bad.
we started playing guitar, jamming to some funny songs, just messing around, being stupid, we kept playing louder and singing louder...and our songs changed. and I remember looking around and...people were worshiping. I mean not like a church service, I mean like I had never seen before, without a planned agenda, the Lord just showed up in that room. I dont know how to type it. we were singing so loud. it was so real. it was so real. it was real.in the dark. hands raised in surrender. i even saw a guy crying. if you had just walked down that hall, you would not have been able to walk by without coming in the doorway. it was surreal. And the crazyiest thing about it was the fact of everything else that had gone on that day. we had almost forgot about it. I mean one of the biggest days, that we will remember all of our lives had just happened, but HE was bigger than all of that. in a fallen world where stuff happens like hurricanes and people dying. it was happening at the same time the Lord came down in that little dorm room and left us speechless and unable to do anything else but just worship and be broken because of His love and greatness. when the conversation of the hurricane comes up, and it has a couple of times, when greyson was around. ha, we just say"man, but do you remember that night in the dorm when we gathered in that room, we..." and we dont know how to tell people. but we know, we remember, and we wont forget.
Friday, April 24, 2009
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I remember that night. I remember crying.
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