Time for my monthly journal share….

Things were getting very emotional by the end of tour. A lot of love and hate in between all that soul-saving. Even between me and Dave. Who would have thought those dumb kids would still be in love twenty years later? I guess I did. Of course, the twist is that I never suspected god wouldn’t be here to see it all work out for us.

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Monday, May 15, 1995

This morning we had just one show. I am surprised I am awake now since we got such little sleep last night. Us girls were being so strange! Hope kept putting moves on me, Tia was farting on Hope, and I made Suzanne angry by taking a picture of her on the toilet. We were also discussing various humorous topics, such as Scott and Dave’s butts.

Anyway, I watched a lot of TV today. After dinner, Dave and I had a wrestling match. We were so loud that Jake kept calling us on the phone to make fun of us. Then we went for coffee and cheesecake at the restaurant here. The waitress was very rude, but we left her a big tip. When we came back we joined the others and watched the conclusion to some Stephen King movie.

Galatians 5: 22,23:

“But the fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. Against such things there is no law.”

When I feel upset, angry, frustrated, or without spirit, I will find I have none of these things. The solution is to think on them.

 

Tuesday, May 16, 1995

Today was a hard day but I guess I didn’t feel it so much. We had three setups and teardowns, and four shows. This morning there were many bad moods.

Dave has been upset with Jeff lately, who seems to believe that Dave must have no feelings at all. And then Jeff and Jake got into it today, too. Jeff decided he would go ahead and eat dinner while we all unloaded the truck. Jake was upset and told him he should be helping. Jeff thought that was stupid; he was hungry so he was going to eat.

Then tonight Dave and I had our own argument. I guess maybe I have been feeling suffocated from constantly being with him. But I miss him so much when he’s not here. I think having Dave with me all the time allows me to take him for granted. I don’t know that he has been acting very Christ-like lately. But we talked about it and I know I love him.

There is nothing that could make me give him up. Sometimes it’s hard to keep relationships perfect, but no relationship lacks imperfections. I know I want to stay with Dave, that’s why I’m not worried. That, and because we have the Lord. After all, what problem is too big for Him?

 

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