It was 1:30am the last time I looked at my phone, desperate for sleep. Then I hear Green Day’s “Longview” blaring before I realized I’d fallen asleep. It’s 5:30am and I’m supposed to go run the race I’ve been looking forward to for months. I barely resisted the urge to throw my phone across the room, and hit snooze instead. Ten minutes later I’m staggering around my apartment trying to convince myself I can do this as I get dressed, despite knowing that I’m not ready for it. I picked up my phone to look at the weather app: 41 degrees.
As I was eating breakfast this morning, I started kind of spacing out and thinking about where some of my friends are in life now, and how awesome it was when we were all together back in the FBC Sunnyvale days. I’m not sure what spawned that trip down memory lane, maybe it was because that was the first time I really felt connected to the church. Maybe it was because it was during this time that I was introduced to my favorite band, U2 (I know, I grew up living under a rock). Maybe it was because it was the first time I was really able to be involved in ministry. Whatever the reason, during the course of this odd flash of memories I remembered a conversation with one of the youth leaders about how he managed to get tickets to U2’s Vertigo tour. I remember thinking one thing when he said that, and felt myself echo that thought today: I’d be able to die happy if I went to a U2 show.
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