{"id":23,"date":"2002-08-13T01:11:05","date_gmt":"2002-08-13T01:11:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/?p=23"},"modified":"2002-08-13T01:11:05","modified_gmt":"2002-08-13T01:11:05","slug":"in-my-underwear","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/?p=23","title":{"rendered":"In My Underwear"},"content":{"rendered":"

On Saturday, the wife and I attended our second Christian concert, that of
\nNichole Nordeman<\/a>.
\nThose who have been following along closely (ok, so none
\nof you accept my wife – hey babe!) might note that our
\nfirst<\/a>
\nChristian concert also featured Nichole Nordeman. It isn’t a coincidence.
\nThere were two main differences this time around, however.<\/p>\n

The first major difference was that Nichole was the headliner this time. We
\ngot a full set; not just the four or five songs that an opening act is allowed.
\nThe second difference was the major change in venue. When she opened for
\nSteven Curtis Chapman, she did so at the
\nHershey Arena<\/a>,
\nadmittedly not the largest or nicest venue in the world but an arena
\njust the same. This time we were off to
\nRiver Valley Ranch<\/a>, a small Christian camp that has weekly, Saturday night concerts. Seating this time around was probably around 1000, not 12000. This time there was no giant stage, raised high to allow the people in back a chance to peek at the
\nperformers. Nor did the stage contain racks of equipment and music
\ninstruments. No, this time it was a quaint stage, a single piano, and
\nNichole herself; a change in venue indeed.<\/p>\n

I’ve seen few performers multiple times and I don’t think I’ve ever seen
\na singer perform in both a large and small venue. The differences were
\nstark, to say the least. Gone was any glitz or glamour that accompanied the
\narena performance. Also gone was any nervousness in her mannerisms.
\nThis was her concert, her piano, and her voice. It had to carry the day
\nwithout the aid of a drummer or any backup instruments whatsoever. And
\nit did. The concert was intimate, well worth the money paid, and, most of all,
\na great opportunity to worship God outside of the church walls.<\/p>\n

So where did the title of this blog come from? I can certainly attest to the
\nfact that Mrs. Nordeman did not perform in her underwear. That doesn’t mean
\nthat others were so, um.., lucky. During the break between the opening act
\nand Nichole, I needed a visit to the bathroom. In the case of the ranch,
\nyou had a choice of a couple of port-a-pots or some bathrooms across the way.
\nI choose a port-a-pot. There wasn’t a line, only a small boy milling about
\nby the door of one of the bathrooms.<\/p>\n

The boy occasionally attempted to open the locked door of the bathroom,
\naiding the discomfort of his young sister stationed inside. A little time
\npassed and a mother appeared at the bottom of the hill,
\nlooking a bit impatient.
\nThe boy must have mentioned this to his sister, prompting her to reveal the
\nproblem: “Mommy, I have poopie in my underwear.” <\/p>\n

To which the boy replied, yelling down the hill to his mother, “Mommy, she
\nhas poopie in her underwear.” Mom rolls her eyes. It’s going to be one
\nof those days.<\/p>\n

The funniest thing about the exchange was the total lack of panic in the
\nyoung girl’s voice (I know I’d be pretty panicked if it was me who had poopie
\nin my underwear; shew, clean – at least at the moment). There was no shame
\nat all. She was just stating a fact, a fact that I don’t believe she knew
\nwas relayed across great distances. It was just another thing that happened
\nthat day, like getting the sniffles or finding her favorite toy.<\/p>\n

It’s this kind of stuff that reminds you what it will be like to be parent –
\nno rest stops, no time off from the kids. 24 hours a day of nuture and
\nproblem solving thrown into the mix with helpings of love.
\nIt’s a bit ironic that God choose a Christian concert
\nto remind me that we’ll always need His help. There will be days like that
\nin store for Jenn and I, despite the fact that the poopie thing was
\nnot<\/i> on the sign up sheet. At least we’ll know who to lean on.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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