Last night Danielle and I saw Switchfoot play in Dallas.
The night started out with us lost driving through Deep Elum looking for a place to eat. Randomly we saw Tim Foreman walking the streets. We talked to Tim for a bit and then went to eat. Apparently it was a popular spot because more of the band was in there.
I should point out at the start of this that I have been a Switchfoot fan for a long time but that I’m not one of the obsessive ones. I just happen to have worked for Jon and Tim’s dad and with Chad’s dad at my last church. The first time I saw them play was probably 12 years ago at a Youth Specialties convention.
Ok back to the story.
The last time we saw Switchfoot was at the House of Blues in San Diego. We’d taken a bunch of kids from our youth group and it seemed like we knew about 1/2 of the people there. It was a good vibe and felt like we were a part of something positive. A couple months later we went to the BroAm surf comp and they played on the beach. Those two events pretty much summed up life in San Diego. Beach, surf, friends and Jesus all rolled into one.
This last fall when it looked like God was saying that he had a different plan for our lives it was really tough. We were very open to wherever God wanted to send us and I am convinced that Dallas is that place. Everything here is so good for my family and for my ministry. It’s a great fit. But, we really miss San Diego. This weekend was already hard as I was feeling depressed. I miss the feeling of being home. I miss knowing where the great coffee shops are and I really miss the beach. The show last night brought those feelings to a head. John was singing a song called Yesterdays and at one point Danielle turned around to me with tears in her eyes.
I think what it is really is that in San Diego we just fit in. My lifestyle of youth ministry, flipflops and coffee was normal there and I felt a part of the community. As much as I like Dallas right now we definetely don’t fit it. It’s hard to describe but I know that it is going to take a while to feel a part of this community. The hard/good part is knowing that we are committed to being here for a long time. I honestly feel like God was saying that this is where he wants us to be for the long haul.
Ok enough sappy Lars time.
yo man, I was thinking about this for you the other day funny enough. I am sure that it is hard. I really feel for you my friend. Hold on to those memories of San Diego and S. California as they have helped form you into who you are, as will the memories that you make in Texas. I will be praying for you Lars. See you soon.
I’m glad you’re here…that’s an understatement but whatever…and perhaps this summer when we go wake-skating behind a big Texas sized boat at the lake it will bring giggles to you (and all watching) like I’m sure surfing/boogie boarding did in San Diego! Surf’s up!!!
P.S. I owe you an appology for the country music discussed in the “country” blog…my bad!