I have been busy

although that is not an excuse, just a fact. One fact that owns my life at the moment. BUT...I do know that the day will come when the kids will be gone and my days will be my own again. I won't know what to do with myself.

I need to back tract about a month. I never got a hance to write about the weekend that Keith Moore came to town.

Keith is a musician and song writer. Extremely talented. Theological in his lyrics and unique in his music.

I met him last summer while attending the Defending the Faith Conference at Franciscan University in Steubenville OH. He was invited up to the stage to play a song by one of the speakers, Jeff Cavins. Keith played only one song, yet I was hooked from the first notes. I had to buy his Soul CD while at the bookstore, and literally ran into him there. He signed it for me and we chatted for a few moments. I ran into him several times during the weekend, and had a chance to talk to him and his wife Renee. We talked about conversion, (Keith was a convert to the Catholic Church), we talked about faith, and we talked about youth. I knew from those conversations that I wanted, needed to get him to Powhatan and to St. John's. I didn't know how to do it. I knew nothing aboaut how the trip would work, what we would do, I just knew he had to come. Keith put me into with Christine and we began to iron out the details.

Fast foward to March of 09. After many trials and complications thrown at me from Satan himslef, it was finally time to get Keith from the airport. I still had no idea what to expect but the Holy Spirit had been in control from the very begining, and I wasn't about to interfere with his plans now.

That evening Keith played for a Mexican adn Music fundraiser that we had. We were raising money for the Summer Youth Connference trip. There was about 120 people there that night to listen to Keith tell his sotry and sing his songs. It was an amazing night. Keith's performance was better than I would have even hoped for. The next morning, after Mass, Keith also played for the older RE kids. Again the kids and teachers had a great time and really got was Keith was talking aboout. One last short talk (no guitar) with the RCIA class before we headed back to the airport. It was a short trip, but very powerful and very spiritual.