Josh Harris has this conference called "New Attitude".
I go. I meet people. It's the best thing ever.
Now it lives on as "next".
My sister sends me a video text with Riley playing worship.
I'm a little jealous, I must admit.
It all comes back to me.
The butterflies in your stomach, the dimmed lights, the band music swells.
All I can say is that I knew John Riley way before and that we sat on a slouchy couch in Philadelphia and he played his guitar and sang right next to me. Let's just say he is way better than any Chris Allen.
Don't you miss that part of your life sometimes? The drama, the intrigues, the girls, the boys.
It was so much fun.
A little part of me still thinks I'm not that old to be so far away from that scene.
But reality states my little brother who is ten years younger went this year for the first time.
And then I crawl into bed next to my husband's warm body and think, this is better.