Jesus Camp

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Last night some friends and I went to Radio Cafe’ in East Nashville to see several members of the Square Peg Alliance. This was the third time I have been and it was equally as entertaining as the previous times. There is something about cramming into a tiny bar, sipping on Guinness and listening to some of the best songwriters I have ever heard, to make for a good night.

The “Alliance” has been playing shows every Tuesday night for all of August and now stretching it into September. Whoever is in town, is who plays, usually rotating every song or two. Andrew Peterson was there again last night for the second week in a row. He only played one song about a Pope that was really a woman, but his song writing still amazes me. Andrew Osenga played three songs, as well as Sandra McCracken (including one with husband Derek Webb). One of my favorites last night was a guy named Eric Peters who only played one song the week before, but was able to play three this week. The three he picked this week were winners, and made me want to go out and buy his CD.

For the most part a very casual place to hang out (if you aren’t claustrophobic) and a fun place to be involved in some of the best song writing around.

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I think it embarrasses my wife. I sort of embarrass myself, but I continue. I pretend to forget things. Simple, un-important, day-to-day things like the name of a movie, the name of a street or what I had for dinner the night before. I do remember. I just pretend not to. There are times I will be at a restaurant, knowing exactly what I want to order, but when the waitress arrives at the table, something inside me wells up and I am forced to reach for the menu and point at the words on the page. I know how to read, I know what I want… I am pretending to forget.

I usually pride myself on having a decent memory, (except when it comes to names) but there is something about specific names of products that I refuse to “remember”. Movie titles and characters is a big one.

“Yeah, the other day we went to see… ahh, you know that movie, with ummm… the guy from The Office….”

By this time my wife, or someone else has chimed in and rescued me from actually having to release specific names and/or characters. Then I am free to conclude my comment on that specific thing. It’s stupid, but I won’t apologize because it’s not hurting anyone.

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