L: a coffee date.

If you came to my little gray office right now, I’d make you a cup of coffee and tell you that…

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Grooveshark does not lie.

I am obsessed. I have seriously listened to this song countless times today.

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Tomorrow is the day of the performance for all the little kids I teach choir to. I got a phone call today letting me know that a soloist won’t be making it because she’s sick. So I need to find a replacement. Like now. I need to finish costumes. I need to do a lot before tomorrow.

Honest? Teaching this class was one of the hardest and best things I’ve done this year.

There is nothing like teaching nearly 60 K-4 graders to help you realize how impatient you are and how bad at communicating you are. But they are my joy, too. Sitting there, listening to them sing, smiling and loving it… it’s my happy place. Knowing that in just 5 weeks of CFA, I’ve taught them something is kind of amazing.

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Tomorrow is my birthday. Another year. I know I’m young to be all “wow, where did time go” and “when did I get this old” but I can’t help it. Where did the time go? When did I get this old?

I don’t know. Some moments, I’m worried about it. I’m worried that one day I’ll look back and wonder why I didn’t do this more or that more. Other moments, I realize that it’s out of my hands, anyway. Might as well get over growing up and the ideas that I have to do this or that before getting “old” and just live for Jesus.

Cause, really, what will matter when I’m old and gray? That I did crazy things when I was 18 or that I spent my time falling more and more in love with my Lord?