two and a half days with sore ribs
My vacation is nearing an end and i would rather be somewhere other than Oregon. The trip to cornerstone took and total of almost five days there and back again. During the festival i was able to truly serve with the Glen Clark family at the Jesus Village. If you have never met Glen Clark or his family, you need to someday. This year at the festival was different for me since i spent more time actually just hanging out rather than going to shows. Flatfoot56 had some amazing shows. One in which a few people got injured. myself being one of them caused a elbow to get thrown into my ribs. After this elbow sent me to the ground there was non stop pain in my ribs for the rest of the fest. Which caused a lack of moshing or tons of movement to take place the rest of the time. Which was good anyways, since i really needed to relax and get my mind off of things in Oregon. Upon stumbling into a smaller generator stage a canadian ska band was gracious enough to allow me to sing a song about marshmallows and do a spoken word during their sets. It was a blast and i could not get away from people screaming out marshmallows at me for the rest of the festival. i really had a hard time wanting to head back to Oregon. There seems to be nothing left for me to hold onto here in this state. My heart is really in the midwest or just wandering around to help serve those doing true ministry outside of the walls of a building. Needless to say that at the end of the festival i really felt like staying and never coming back to that which has no hold on my life any longer. i pretty much lost everyone friend wise here in Oregon. Sure i have friends here, but there are only one or two that really encourage me. All the other people i have hungout with seem to be dragging me down. it is time to move on and get away from this place of despair. For all those who read this can you keep me in prayer. i know i will be heading back to school, but where that is going to be i do not have a clue at all. Skipping back to the festival news. The hardest thing that i had to endure hearing was that we miss you Phillip when are you going to come back? We want to to come back and stay. Come back. After hearing this my heart was really torn in two. i really do not know what to do anymore. It just feels like Oregon is no longer my home and that i need to move on. But where to. I have no idea. Thanks for listening and may the LORD truly bless you all. Shalom! i will be posting more poems and bible notes soon. This entry was more of what has been on my heart since leaving the fest. thanks again for listening.