Anything worth doing is worth doing well...

including Christian music festivals.

Yeah, you read that correctly.

I went to Creation Fest in Enumclaw last Friday. I barely know myself anymore. [In my defense, I went to help out a friend who needed a few female chaperones, but the fact remains that I willingly went to a Christian music festival.]

A few of the highlights:

• hearing "Jesus Freak" live
  
• Christian t-shirts... my favorite: "Virginity Rocks"
• the great nap I took during the sermonette (note to youth pastors: don't ask me to "chaperone" if you're counting on someone to stay awake)
• the petting zoo (this is not a joke, and there was a wallaby)
• owning some highschoolers in Egyptian Ratscrew
• the classic candlelit moment at the end of the night
• the 8th grade kid in our group who melted about 20 of those candles into his palm
• the awesome dance circle and train that our group started at the end of the music...

... which leads me to my point. Sometimes, I get caught up in moments, forget who I am, and do ridiculous things. The dancing circle did this to me. I felt the need to make all the students in our group break it down. I excitedly yelled, "Jesus on 3! 1...2...3... JESUS!!" Hey, if you're going to go to Creation Fest, better do it well. Go big or go home, people.