Ok so here's my plan. I'll do the architecting. Bart and Jacob will be in charge of construction. John Boles and Brian Rausch will create some amazing windows. Brian Haag will do some wonderful carpentry. Mindy Anderson will do some beautiful art work. I'll get the Marshall to preach. Jarod's got music. Nat's got the youth. Anne Marie can do the whatever she plans on doing in England. George can do graphics for stuff. Ok if I'm forgetting anyone else's skills, sorry. You're more than welcome to join.

But I haven't gone inside yet, so if anyone wants to tresspass in a building that may not be structually sound give me a call.

I need to borrow a man or a big bat
So its been one of those days. Ya know if something doesn't happen your gonna explode, seriously on the brink of spontaneous combustion. And so I did what I always do when I am all sorts of discontent with my situation, I picked a rode and I drove. The weather was matching my mood, sporatic, unsettled, rainy. So I'm driving on this back rode passing some beautiful quaint old houses. Then I pass 70. I drive a few more miles and see a steeple. So I pull off on this less traveled road, and there is this amazing boarded up, abandoned, limestone chuch made in 1910. I'm thinking man this is a travesty, how awesome would it be to have a service in this church, or mass since it was a catholic church. It was breathtaking. Someday I'm gonna renovate it, Nat or Jarod ya'll wanna be my preacher? So, I decide to try and get in. I climbed into this spectacular arched window thats about 5 feet off the ground and about 6 feet tall, in the entry way. I'm perched on the sill when I hear someone, or something breathing, thus the need of a man, or a girl who, to quote my grandfather, could go bear hunting with a stick. Anyways I did what I do best, ran. And with the burst of adrinaline and a few good country tunes my humors were brightened, atleast for a little bit. Any of ya'll near Manhattan want to indulge me, I gotta go back. Well I'll probably go back anyways tomorrow after church. I can't resist, I gotta take pictures and sketch or something. If I ever find my connector from my camera to my computer you all can see it too.