This week i tagged along for our junior high outreach trip to panther, West Virginia
It was a fantastic week
I also got to lead our students in worship during the night sessions
It was a great time
Only one problem.
I forgot my guitar.
Yup. Realized it a good bit into the trip.
There we were on the road, there my guitar was by my desk.
What did we do?
Wal Mart toy section
The guitar I bought was abnormally small.
It wouldn’t stay in tune
And by the end of the week it was hard to decipher any legitimate guitar sound from it

The ironic part?
Jesus was still worshipped
Voices were still lifted
Hearts were still focused
Which leads me to believe it’s not about the guitar.
At all.