Sleepless Nights, Steveless Days.

Lets see...Thursday...Oh yes I remember.

Its strange Steve and I don't spend a lot of time together during the day. He likes to congregate with the other palms and I usually just take him as I leave. Thursday night was worship team practice, as Steve and I listened and tweaked eq's and monitor mixes. It was a fairly peaceful night, until it came time to leave. I was doing something around the church and had left Steve in an office. SO I leave forgetting Steve. This is not the first time I have had to run back to get Steve from somewhere but I am not going to go into that right now. So, I left and as I am dropping off a friend I remember Steve. I was intending to head to a restaurant we all hang out at after practice, so i tried to call my buddy Nathan to see if he would bring Steve to me. My Phone LITERALLY would not let me call anyone. So I ended up driving back to the church and getting Steve. Later, I get to the place, its called Salute. So I get to Salute and bring in Steve our waitress asks what Steve is for and before I can answer my wonderful friend Micah, who at the time may or may not have been fully coherent from the pain meds he's been on for his tonsils, says, "He is carrying it around until he finds his wife and is going to give it to her as a proposal"....I was amused so I went with it. She asked if they put me up to it, I said no its my idea..blah blah blah. some food and some bad karaoke later and we leave. I get to my car and once again leave Steve. This time I hadn't left yet but I had felt bad for my forgetfulness. I apologized to Steve thoroughly and he of course forgave me. Because he always forgives me...whether I tip him over, leave him somewhere or whatever it is Steve forgives me. He did ask that I let him sleep in the car to cooldown though.

Friday comes kind of early...with me dreading to get out of bed but excited about the morning. I get in my car greet Steve and head to the HOP. I was sitting in my car rocking out to the new Cory Asbury CD and just sitting with Steve, and Jesus. It was a busy day and Steve spent most of it chilling with the other palms. We left after a hard, hot, and long day working at the hop. Excited for his first show that he would be attending, Steve was anxious. (The last one I took him to I made him stay in the car for safety) I get to the show and to my surprise enjoy telling whomever asked about Steve...a vast comparison to Wednesday's mood. I must have told 5 or 6 people.

What I realized was that I may actually decide in my head what the worth of telling someone is...I choose who I think should here Steve's story as if I am able to make that decision. Its not my choice who asks so it can't be my choice who I answer.

So Steve and I run lights for the show. Steve has the same heart I do for shows. Best in moderation though so we head home....stopping by the house of prayer for a task that I wish never had to happen. As I jump into the dumpster behind Onething to search for an item that isn't bigger than my hand, I catch a glimpse of Steve who I swear was chuckling. Not my favorite way to end the night.. As I start to lose hope and Steve tells me we should head home with his deafening "lets go already" silence (Yes I realize the plant can't talk but come on guys personification just makes it more worthwhile for me) I find the bag with the item I had been searching for....SUCCESS. What was the item you're wondering? Thursday I had gone to buy paint from Lowes and was given the credit card to do so, THE credit card....Onething's only source of purchasing power....yup I had accidently thrown away the credit card with the bag from buying the paint the day before.
So as I put all the trash back into the dumpster and hear Steve chuckling once again. Went home and Steve and I crashed. The ride home was the most silent ride ever. Today, Steve stayed home for the majority of the day. Also, I found out Steve has a fear of lawnmowers. Thats the end of the day here. Goodnight and Goodmorning.