Fast fallen is the eventide.

Well, here is my first post. I was told by another blogger that the first one is the most important for getting your blog up and running, so I guess the pressure is on! In college I tinked with a Xanga posting, but it was short-lived. I had much too much going on my freshman year. I have been relatively faithful to my Facebook (I can be found under the title Michael Vasilie in the Concordia Chicago network). I suppose the reason for blogging is to pass along ideas, thoughts, concerns, questions, etc. to those who might care to read. Well, as a very private person who tends to internalize things, this will provide a challenge for me. But hey, if I can learn to communicate like this, it's bound to make me a better communicator, period, right? My wife will love that...excuse the sarcasm. I will warn the reader about a few things up front. I am a Native Alaskan...that's not to be confused with Alaskan Native (no, I have no Eskimo blood in me). But I was born an raised in the 49th state and with that distinction comes a few things that others might find perplexing. The first and foremost thing is my loyalty to family, friends, and coworkers. If you are counted in this fold you can count on a few things. First and foremost, I have got your back. I will jump in front of a bullet, (insert dangerous, fast-moving object here), or anything else for you. Why? Well where I am from that is just how it is. We take care of our own. The second thing you'll need to know about me is that I feel like everything in some way, shape, or form, is my fault...that is, if it goes wrong. If it is good, then something aside from my doing, made it that way. Call it being humble, call it lack of self confidence, call it, well...whatever you like. The bottom line is that I hate to disappoint people, and I hate it when people are disappointed, at me or otherwise. So if I am caught apologizing to you, you can safely presume that I feel like I screwed up in some fashion and it is my way of taking responsibility for it. The last thing you'll need to know about me is that I am a Lutheran Musician. That's a two part title for good reason. First and foremost, Lutheran. Well, Luther would have called himself a Christian so I'll go ahead and say that is assumed. I make no bones about the fact that I think we are as close to "getting it right" as you can...how can you go wrong with the INERRANT WORD OF GOD as your guide? The second part of that is the musician part. My parents both worked when I was a young child (pre-preschool) so I spent a lot of time being raised by my aunt and uncle. In fact, I called my aunt "Mom" before I actually called my real mother that. My uncle, a master of the piano, and the hymnal, would play hymns to put me to sleep, or would sing them to me with my aunt (who was once "Ms. Alaska”). She has a beautiful voice. So I learned to sing the song of the church from a very early age. Not just "Jesus, loves me" as important as that hymn can be, but also A Mighty Fortress, Muede bin Ich, and Thy Strong Word. So music and the Faith were a part of my upbringing.
Well I think that gets the preliminary intro out of the way. It's late. I better get in bed. No wife to cuddle with tonight though. She's in Minnesota. Guess, I'll have to settle for a dream.