Square One. . .

Hey Ya'll. . . .
and yes I did just say ya'll (I'm trying to indoctrinate Australia with Southern culture. We'll see how that goes).  Well this is the first blog that I've ever done, so I'm totally clueless as to how this whole thing works.  Anyway, this blog is intended to chronicle the my journey, not just to Hillsong International Leadership College in Sydney Australia, but the live journey that God is getting ready to take me on over the next few years.
     So the story starts many years ago . . . the day I fell in love with playing drums (and you think Giligan's Island involved a fateful trip).  So I started diving into this wonderful world of music and percussion and have never looked back, taking every opportunity I could to play, mostly because it was fun.  But thats not what music is about, and more importantly thats not what worship music is about. Worship is about giving our praise and glory to God (but more on that later).  Anyway, as I kept playing for our church, a passion for something other than just smacking wooden tubes began to develop. . . a passion for worship. Soon after that, I felt God start to call me to music . . . no idea how or where just to go.  I didn't mind the idea, except for a few things. So I had this conversation with God:

God: .......
Me: Yeah, that sounds like it could be fun but. . .
God: But what?
Me: Well ya see, I'm quite the outdoors kinda guy, so I dont mind living in a tent for the rest of the foreseeable future. . .
God: . .  And this has what to do with music?
Me: Hmmmm, well I guess you haven't seen a musicians paycheck lately, we don't make a lot of money. . .just about enough to buy a nice tent.
God: Ok. . . .
Me: Well I'd maybe like to get married someday, and Ive heard that girls like a little more security than 4 canvas walls. . .you had to make em like that . . .
God: *Silence*

After that part God was pretty quiet, so I figured I must have convinced Him and brought Him over to see my point of view. So with this idea, I graduated high school, packed my stuff up and headed to Lee University. . .to get a business degree. Not exactly what I had in mind for happy exciting life, but what I figured would pay the bills and provide something for a family someday.  As it turns out, I wasnt supposed to be at Lee, so I transferred to North Greenville University. This school was much closer to home, and I had a car by this point, so I was able to come home every weekend, and keep playing music at church. One thing led to another, and before I knew it I was sitting at Passion 2010 in Atlanta having another conversation with God. By the way, this is the very short version of this story. . . . So this second  conversation went something like this:

God: You still aren't listening. . .
Me: I thought we already had this settled. . .
God: Nope.
Me: *sigh* well my argument is still the same
God: Yup, so's mine. . .but your argument is based on a false assumption.
Me: Oh really? . . . And whats that?
God: What girl are you planning your life around? You're not married, not engaged, not in a relationship, not nothin'. . . So you're planning your life around someone that I haven't shown you yet. . .but that aside, if I call you to do something, don't you think Ill provide for you. . .and your as-of-yet-nonexistant wife.
Me: *Silence*
God: Thats what I thought

Once again I brilliantly put my foot in my mouth.  God had won (as usual) and I now knew what I needed to do. . . I just had no idea how to go about doing it.  After much prayer and research, I finally settled on Hillsong International Leadership College. That was when the real journey began. . . .