When the Blog World and the Real World Meet...

So, today I sent an email to a guy named Ryan Bult. He's the missions pastor at Crosspoint Community Church in Nashville, TN. I sent him an email to ask for some help and guidance on a service trip I'm planning for my students over Fall Break. Their church had participated in a service opportunity at the tent city in Nashville, and I wanted to get some insight from him, and let's just be honest, some help. I became familiar with the church through "blog world." Bring the Rain, the blog of Angie Smith, introduced me to Crosspoint, which in turn introduced me to the blog of their pastor, Pete Wilson, and then the blog of his wife, Brandi Wilson. I listen to Pete's sermon's online on a pretty regular basis and in those sermon's he has referenced Ryan, so that's why I knew to contact him.

In some weird way, though, because I have become familiar with these people through "blog world," they have achieved somewhat celebrity status in my head. I know that sounds crazy and any of the people I've mentioned above would probably laugh out loud if they read that, but it's true. I know they are just regular people, serving God in the ministry to which He has called them, but in my human mind, they are celebrities. So, when I walked back in my office after lunch and saw Crosspoint Community Church show up on the caller ID, I immediately answered. It was Ryan Bult, the celebrity in my mind, calling me! We had a great conversation, and I think he is really going to be a great resource as I continue to prepare for this trip, but in the back of my mind, the whole time, all I could think of was, "I'm talking to Ryan Bult, from Crosspoint!"

I know this is stupid. I even kept telling myself (in my head of course) that this was stupid. But it still excited me to have the "blog world" and the real world meet! It's about as stupid as me crying for five minutes over the Taylor Swift video about her mom that I watched right before I left for lunch. And when I say I was crying, I was crying, hard. And for five minutes after it was over, just trying to explain it to someone else. My friend Kerie thought I was crazy but was immediately more understanding of why I cried at the end of High School Musical 3! At least she got a good laugh.

Anyway, it was just a weird moment but a moment so obviously orchestrated by my Heavenly Father that I was a bit humbled. I am so thankful for "blog world," and I think it and the real world should meet much more often!