Tell me it's a knife

A few days ago, my wife and I were putting away dishes after dinner. She was rinsing the dishes and I was loading the dishwasher. She handed me a handful of utensils. I just kind of glanced at what I assumed were forks and spoons. I reached for them and at the last minute I realized I was about to grab the sharp end of a knife! I should have been paying more attention to what I was doing; however, my initial reaction was “tell me it’s a knife before you hand it to me!” I needed a warning or something.

It just turned out to be a miscommunication. She assumed I was paying attention, but it was my fault that I wasn’t. This got me thinking about leadership and delegation of responsibility. I thought about the times I’ve dealt out responsibilities to co-workers without warning them of the dangers or properly preparing them for what they are really in for. There have also been instances where this has happened to me . I was more than willing to help and take the workload off my boss, but then ran into problems that could have been avoided if he had properly communicated to me all of the specifics that the project entailed.

Leaders, I think I speak for all volunteers, employees, staff members, etc… when I say, when you hand me a knife, tell me it’s a knife.

Tuesday Conversation

I share a common bond with my Pastor and Kip Dynamite. I love technology. I can’t deny it. I'm an official tech junkie. With the recent conception of The Ridge Community Church’s internet campus, my mind has been on the topic of communication through technology. Over the past few years, we have entered an age where constant connection seems vital. We want to be constantly connected to the news through the internet and 24 hour news channels. We want to be constantly connected to our peers through various web applications (Facebook, Myspace, etc..) and all kinds of phone messaging services (text, pic/vid, twitter, etc...).

Our kids aren’t going to know life before constant connection. So that has gotten me thinking about what that constant connection has replaced.

• How has overall communication with one another been altered?
• Have our relationships with each other grown stronger or been weakened by this technology?
• Are we more comfortable emailing or texting someone rather than speaking with them face to face and is there anything wrong with that?
• Will the word "community" have a new meaning to future generations?

Technology is supposed to improve our lives. Has it? I want some feedback. Let me know what you think. I know, it’s a short work week, but use your brain one last time before turkey and join this “conversation”.

Help Jeremy Frye

I grew up with a great friend named Jeremy Frye. He was one of my best buds from kindergarten through high school graduation. I got a phone call a couple weeks ago from a mutual friend letting me know that Jeremy had experienced a pretty bad fall on a trail he was hiking in Gatlinburg, TN. At that time, no one really knew his status, but it sounded serious.

That night, the news reported that he had fallen about 30 feet over a cliff and was air-lifted to the hospital and was in critical condition. That is horrible news to hear about anyone, but when it's someone you've known most of your life, the news is harder to accept.

Jeremy's close friends and family have done a great job keeping everyone updated and rallying everyone together for prayer. Please visit www.helpjeremyfrye.com for updates and ways you can help him and his family.

(Update 12/3/2008: Jeremy passed away this afternoon in the hospital. He is now with God and will never suffer again. We'll miss you Jeremy. Please pray that Jeremy's family will have peace during this tough time.)

Starts with the heart

Psalm 19:14 Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O LORD, my rock and my redeemer.

I feel like I just can’t pray this enough sometimes. I always seem to ask forgiveness for letting my own words get the best of me. I often forget that even before the words come out; it’s my heart that needs examination. You see, God knows our hearts without us having to say a word. However, the people around us can quickly pick up on our character by the words that come out of our mouths. Don’t make the mistake I often make and think you can fake it. People have PHDs in people. You can’t fake it!

Instead of asking for forgiveness after the words slip out, the email is sent, or the gossip is spread, pray that God first transforms your heart so it is acceptable to Him. The acceptable speech will follow.

This is insane

This meteor was caught on a police dash cam late Thursday night in Western Canada.

mo money....

I work in an industry where lines between lies and the truth are very blurred. If you want to rise above your co-workers on the ladder of production, a quick and easy way to do so is to bend the truth and cross the guidelines. The temptation is really tough to deny. It takes a lot of strength and some reminders to get through every day and still uphold a standard of excellent ethics. I keep a key verse taped to the base of one of my monitors to remind me what God thinks about the truth.

Proverbs 12:22 The Lord detests lying lips, but he delights in men who are truthful.

I think God delighted in JP Hayes last Wednesday at the final round of a PGA qualifying tournament. He was well on his way to finish in the top twenty and advance to the final round of Q-School, getting him one step closer to keeping him eligible for all 2009 PGA Tour events.(which means loads of cash would soon come his way) If you are a golfer, the events below will make you a little ill.

On his 12th hole of the first round at Deerwood Country Club last Wednesday, Hayes' caddie reached into his golf bag, pulled out a ball and flipped it to Hayes, who missed the green with his tee shot. He then chipped on and marked his ball. It was then that Hayes realized the ball was not the same model Titleist with which he had started his round. That was in violation of the one-ball rule, which stipulates that a player must play the same model throughout a round.

That violation meant a two stroke penalty for Hayes. Not that big of a deal. He made up for those lost strokes through the rest of his round and still finished in the top twenty, but Hayes realized something else after the round was over. The ball he was using was not even approved for play.

"It was a Titleist prototype, and somehow it had gotten into my bag," he said. "It had been four weeks since Titleist gave me some prototype balls and I tested them. I have no idea how or why it was still in there ... I called an official in Houston that night and said, 'I think I may have a problem. He said they'd call Titleist the next day. I pretty much knew at that point I was going to be disqualified."

So what is so honorable about that? He was the only person in the entire world that realized his mistake. This could have been the most valuable unknown lie in PGA history. He could've also put the blame on his caddie, but he didn’t. He took full responsibility for his mistake.

Would I have done the same thing? I hope so. I would hope my priorities were in order as JP Hayes’ were last week.

Big News for the Ridge Community Church

By the time we officially launch in March 2009, we will have a fully interactive internet campus. This project will allow you to check out The Ridge worship experiences live from our website, connect with others watching online around the country and maybe the world, watch previous worship experiences on demand in case you missed them live, and much more.

Currently, the project and website are still in the think tank. So what do you do until March? Well, if you can’t make it out to our pre-launch meetings on Sunday nights at 6pm at The Grove Theater in Oak Ridge, TN, there are places for you to get updates on this project. Here on Burn Your Grave Clothes, on Pastor Bobby’s blog, or our Facebook fan page - Just search for The Ridge Community Church.

This is an unmarked trail for us at The Ridge so I am excited about God lighting our path as we walk in faith. As Christians, we are to go and serve people where they are. Out of 6.7+ billion people of the world, about 1.5+ billion of them use the internet daily. It breaks my heart to think about how many of those 1.5+ billion people are lost without Jesus Christ. Why not use the most powerful communication tool in the world to let them know about God’s love for them?

Seth Godin Secretly Works for the church

Ok....maybe not. However, the marketing genius offers some really great advice for leaders of any organization or church. For example, how can you use his post below to improve your presentation or worship experience?

Blah, blah, blah, blah...

You hear yourself saying:

"First, let me apologize for the lighting. We tried very hard to make the screen brighter, but we failed. Before I start, I want to thank seventeen people by name... Now, on this third slide, we see the dynamic effects of our incendiary marketing strategy... Just a few more minutes here... I'm sorry, I don't know why the web connection isn't working quite right... For those of you that remember my talk two years ago... As I was saying to Sir Reginald..."

What the audience hears:

"Blah, blah, blah... interesting tidbit... blah, blah, blah... exciting insight... blah, blah, blah, etc."

My suggestion is that you eliminate all the blahs, eliminate the apologies, eliminate the thank you's, eliminate everything except two interesting tidbits and all the exciting insights.

No audience member, in the history of presentations (written or live) has ever said, "it was exciting, useful and insightful but far too short."

Faith Like an Adult

In the book of Matthew, Jesus tells the disciples that in order to see heaven, they must become like children. What does that mean exactly? As humans, we tend to complicate things. This gets worse with age and the acquisition of knowledge. Don’t get me wrong, gaining knowledge isn’t the problem. I love to learn as much as I can about everything. In the Bible, Paul tells us to test everything and take what is good from everything we learn. Knowledge can hurt us when we rely on it in place of faith.

I’ve been analyzing my own faith recently. It seems the older I get and the more aware I am of the world, the more my faith seems to struggle. It’s times like these when I think I can get by on my own based on my experiences and the things I’ve learned. This is when I stop relying on my Father and have faith like an adult.

I guess analyzing your faith and contemplating life in general is a natural thing to do when your perspective on the world is about to change. If you’ve read my prior blog entries, you know that I am about to become a father. This has got me thinking about child-like faith recently. My daughter, at least for the first part of her life, will rely totally on me without question or doubt. Her full faith will be in me to provide for her what she needs to not only survive, but live well. She will also rely on me for comfort and encouragement. To me, this is a very gratifying thing. I know that God has to be pleased when we put that kind of faith in Him.

I think that’s what Jesus meant by saying we must become like children. I think Steven Furtick must have been on the same wave length yesterday. His post does a better job of explaining my recent thoughts.

O Holy Night by Sara Groves Reviewed

It’s November 18th. According to retail stores, TV commercials, and the guy in my neighborhood who has had the string of lights on his gutters for the past two weeks, I am officially due for a holiday album review. My recommendation this year is O Holy Night by Sara Groves. You can’t make a decision about this album by its cover or its track list. If you are looking for a compilation of traditional Christmas carols, this album is not for you. However, if you’re looking for a beautifully arranged album with lyrics based on Christmas that is musically relevant for anytime of the year, pick this album up.

Anyone familiar with Sara Groves can attest to the fact that she could sell a ten track album of her singing the Happy Birthday song in ten different languages based on her voice alone. Like her previous recordings, O Holy Night offers her pure honest tones as well as the organic instrumentation that accompanies. The album has every dynamic a Christmas record should have. It is peacefully solemn at times and joyful when it needs to be.

While listening to O Holy Night for the first time, the first milestone came on the second track titled It’s True, an original offering from Groves. It features her toddler, Toby, reading the Christmas story in a very candid language throughout the song. It is reminiscent of the classic Charlie Brown Christmas moment. Toby speaks of the star, that guided the shepherds, as a spotlight that God placed in the sky to highlight his own son. He reminds us that God was like a new dad. He had been waiting for years for this very moment and used the blazing star in the sky to mark the momentous occasion.

O Holy Night speaks of everything important that should monopolize our thoughts during the Christmas season; the birth of Christ, the significance of time with our family, and the importance of giving. If you’d like a break from the stressful obligation of what our American “holiday” has become, pick up Sara Groves’ latest album, O Holy Night.

Ya "Herd"???

Isn’t funny how tiny, seemingly insignificant details can bring an entire project, plan, or vision to a screeching halt? When a situation like this occurs, I’m reminded of a story one of my high school buds, Andy, told me. Between high school and college, he spent some time working on a ranch in Wyoming. He had a streak of cowboy that he had to get out of his system before settling into college life. He says that experience changed his life and recommends it to any high school senior.

A big part of his job was to move cattle from one field to another about once a week. This job is a pretty stressful one if the cattle won’t cooperate. You can plan the best way to move the cattle, but you have to keep in mind that the animals have minds of their own. If they want to go left, they go left. If they want to stop, they stop. Basically, in this situation, your plan is only as good as the cattle’s cooperation. What really counts here is how you react to the diversion.

On one particular part of the trail from one field to the other, there is a one lane road lined by a fence on either side. The cattle can walk down the road side by side in two large single file lines. The plan on this part of the trail is to lead the herd from behind. If you keep the cattle in the back moving, technically, each animal in front of the other will keep moving. Sounds simple, right? One day, this plan was literally brought to a halt when the cattle suddenly stopped. The entire herd wouldn’t budge, no matter how stern or determined the driver was. Since the road was straight and virtually clear for miles, there was no plausible explanation why the entire herd would just stop. Frustrated and confused, Andy jumped down from his horse, hopped one of the fences on the side of the road and walked toward the front of the herd.

What he found left him scratching his head…..

Sitting in the middle of the road, keeping an entire herd from moving forward to their goal, was an empty milk jug. The cattle were terrified of it. They wouldn’t go near it. The cattle driver’s plan was totally foiled by an empty milk jug. Andy kicked the jug out of the road and the cattle moved right along. From horseback, the path looked totally clear. Even if he knew the jug was going to be there, he would never have guessed it would stop an entire herd of cattle from moving forward.

Sometimes our big plans look great and then they are stopped by tiny details. Don’t panic when this happens. We can’t perfectly plan for situations that we don’t have complete control over. If God has given you a specific vision, don’t give up when you run into a wall. Stay focused on that vision and ask God to intervene and clear your path.

Everybody's Workin' For Tha

I’ve got a busy weekend ahead.

Tonight I’m headed to Patrick Sullivan’s to catch up with the Manis Brothers. I used to play music with these guys in a band called Capulet. Their current band, Gamenight, is playing in Knoxville’s Old City with a great Nashville band called The Hollywood 10.

Saturday, my wife Melis and I are headed out for A.A.A.A (Stands for: Annual Autumn Apparel Acquisition. Pronounced: AAAAHHHH!!!) We are off to Sevierville and Pigeon Forge to do some outlet shopping.

I’m playing bass for the worship band at Providence Church on Sunday morning. Jason Cox is leading this week. He is a really talented musician, vocalist and a great friend. Check out his web page and invite him out to play for your worship experience or next event. You won’t regret it. (I think he has some new tunes coming out soon as well.)

Sunday night will be another great week at The Ridge Community Church. This week I’ll be back on the light board. I can’t wait to play music with the worship team again. I’ll have some more practice time during the week once I finish some work on my house. I’ve got to make room for the new member of our family! Coming soon…

Pastor Bob, Nick Miller, and I are going to experiment with live web broadcasting this week. If it works out well, I’ll post the link to the free broadcast in weeks to come. Stay tuned!

For now, enjoy these links that have been very useful to me lately: www.mogulus.com www.statcounter.com www.mavericksatwork.com www.factor1studios.com www.avatarspeakers.com www.universal-products.com

Also, this is a great, quick read.

Becoming a Father/Becoming a Child

In about seven weeks, my wife will give birth to our first child. Which means, in less than two months, I’ll have some new names; Daddy, Father, Dad, Papa ect… From the moment our baby girl is born, I’ll instantly become a father. ::blink:: Just like that. It’s hard to believe my own words. Being a father is a huge responsibility and it will happen to me so quickly.

What does that mean for me exactly? Do I start to dress differently? Do I buy a minivan? Should I grow a mustache like my dad's? Do I instantly have all the answers to life’s toughest questions? (“Why do you and mommy wrestle at night?”)

The answer, thankfully, is NO. (Although a mustache would be pretty cool.) Just because my name may change from Chris to Daddy, doesn’t mean I instantly become the world’s greatest one. It doesn’t mean I instantly receive all of life’s knowledge to pass on to my child. If that were true, the path of fatherhood would end pretty quickly. The birth of my first child is, on the other hand, the beginning of a new season in my life as a father. I now have the opportunity to mature and grow into that role. I have the opportunity to learn something new about fatherhood every single day. I now have the opportunity to learn more about my daughter and who she’ll become. The journey of fatherhood will never end as long as I’m living. It is such a relief to know that I’m not expected to instantly know everything about being a dad the day I become one.

That same relief came when I realized I was a child of Jesus Christ and I realized it was okay to trust Him without knowing everything about Him. Sometimes becoming a believer is daunting to someone who doesn’t fully understand the concept of God's grace. There are questions like: Should I dress differently as a Christian?, Am I supposed to memorize the Bible from the cover to the cover, including the maps?, Are there certain churchy words that I’m supposed to use such as “sanctification”?, What is “intercessory prayer”?, and Should I grow a mustache? (Ok, all but that one.)

Thankfully, when we become believers in Christ, we don't have to instantly know everything there is to know about being a Christian. It's just the beginning. It is a new life. It is an opportunity to grow and mature as a believer. It is an opportunity to get to know everything about our heavenly Father and who He truly is. It is a journey that never ends.

The Book of Acts & The American Church

There is a popular conversation going on right now within church leadership all over the country. This conversation has to do with the foundation of the Christian church and how it compares to the modern Christian church here in America. Perry Noble, Pastor of New Spring Church in Anderson, SC, is currently reading through the book of Acts and making his own comparison on this issue. God seems to be speaking to him about it. He makes a lot of great points here on his blog.

Re-arrange Us by Mates of State - Reviewed

I first saw Mates of State at a hole-in-the-wall venue called The Pilot Light here in Knoxville's Old City. That was back in the day when the husband/wife duo served as their own stage and merch crew. In a room of about 30 people, the "Mates" played like they were opening for a crowd of 5000. I'm confident that no one left the club that night wearing a frown. This multi-talented couple are creators of 100% pure musical optimism. This is no different with the couple's latest offering titled Re-arrange Us. With bubbly lyrics such as "forget all your politics for a while, let the color schemes arrive." from Get Better and the repeating anthem of "love loud, don't lose loud" from The Re-arranger, I'll call their genre poptimism (Remember: You heard the word poptimism first here on burnyourgraveclothes). The album as a whole carries the same encouraging theme from start to finish without becoming repetitive.

Long time fans of the band may notice a slightly different sound at first when they hear the duo's latest project. Or maybe I should say lack of a certain sound, rather. It seems that Kori Gardner, the female element of this duo, has traded away the old Hammond B-3 for a piano and a Rhodes, giving this new musical offering a much richer and soulful sound. This too, also has a lot to do with Chris Walla of Death Cab For Cutie being at the helm of production.

This is a great album for music lovers out there with a serious sweet tooth. I give it 4 out of 5 Bon Bons, a pack of Big League Chew, and *55,000 points.

*Points are non-redeemable for....anything at all.

Lightning Round!!!

Chris, what did you do this weekend? Go!

-Friday night, a great guy named Rex helped me get started on some electrical work and insulation in my unfinished bonus room above my garage. My wife and I are making room for our baby girl. (More on that another time)

-Saturday, I woke up early and took my once a month car ride into South Knoxville. My visit to South K usually goes like this: First, I head to Johnson’s Barber Shop to get my shaggy head cut high and tight. Johnson’s is operated by a father/son team who has been cutting hair since long before my existence. From the mixed smell of shaving cream and cigars, to the buzzing of the electric clippers and the disgruntled old men playing spades at the table in the corner, walking into Johnson’s is like stepping back in time.

Then it’s across the parking lot to visit my grandfather at Chapman Hwy Driving Range. He’s owned “The Range” most of my life. It’s always great to see what he’s up to. It seems like he always has a project. I’m convinced that if nothing needs to be fixed, he’ll break something so it does. We’ll usually sit and talk a while. He always has a great story to tell. I’m finding out how similar we are with every story I hear. Sometimes we’ll have a chipping or putting contest. He keeps my golf game in check.

Next, it’s off to visit my grandma and her sister just down the road. When I visit my grandma, it never fails that I will hear the question, “You want something to eat?” The answer is usually, “Yes!”

Then, I’m on to my Parent’s house to see the rest of “the Hills”. My mom, brother, and sister are usually home on Saturday mornings. Most weekends, my dad is on the road, singing with The Chuck Wagon Gang. I love visiting my family. I always return home knowing that I am well loved. That’s a great ability that they all have. I hope I can pass that on to my daughter and all future members of my family.

By the way, Seth Godin was right. (“3. Spend at least one weekend day doing absolutely nothing but being with people you love.”) I recommend it as well. It’s a good thing.


-Saturday evening was an interesting one. My wife, Melissa is about 32 weeks pregnant and wasn’t feeling well. She called her doctor and was advised to head on over to the hospital to get checked out. I won’t go into details. She’ll probably tell a revealing story on her blog. Long story short, she was fine and we ended up at Red Lobster in time for Pastor Bob’s birthday. So the night went from “Oh no, something may be wrong.” to “Sweet, honey BBQ chicken and shrimp.” By the way, Pastor Bob is now officially “thirty something”, making him much wiser now.

-I got a chance to stay in bed a little longer on Sunday morning, although, I wake up so early now that the time has changed. My mind just can’t adjust. I picked up my brother in law Alexander to help me finish the insulation work in the “room-in-progress”. With his help, it took no time at all. I got a chance to chill out with him for a while and watch the Titans own the Bears. Still undefeated.

That evening, I headed over to The Grove Theater in Oak Ridge to help set up the stage for The Ridge Community Church. The stage setup is getting easier every week. I’m sure Pastor Bob will have a little more details about The Ridge soon over on his blog.

I just realized that if this blog entry really was a lighting round, I would’ve lost a long time ago.

Wait....slow down.

525,600 minutes make up a single year. An average of 175,200 of those minutes are spent in sleep. An average of 124,800 more of those minutes are spent at work, leaving us with 225,600 minutes per year awake and away from work. Does this stress anyone else out besides me? I’ll be honest. It is hard for me to even type this information without hearing a constant countdown inside my head. I feel like I have so much to do in so little time. (225,599….225,598…225,597….)

*Chill and cold and flakes of snow, ice and sleet, and frost and cold, each storm cloud and thunderbolt, lifts my mind to You. Every work and every power, every second of every hour, fall of dew in sweet rain showers, lifts my mind to you. The summer wind, fire and heat, autumn leaves and blooms of spring, ocean waves and mountain streams, lifts my mind to you.

Sometimes I get so caught up in my “to do” lists, that I totally lose track of where I currently am. It’s like my thoughts are somewhere ahead of the here and now. When this happens, I neglect everything that means the most to me. I have to stop and tell myself, “Wait…..slow down.” In these brief moments of stillness, God grabs my attention in the smallest things.

*As I lay me down to sleep, as I walk on city streets, as I laugh with friends and feast, it lifts my mind to you, as my children play and run, in the news with wars and guns, in the church where songs are sung, it lifts my mind to you. Deep inside the beggar's eyes, as for sweet love I fight, on the radio at night, it lifts my mind to you.

He reminds me that I am his creation; that I am his child. He reminds me that my attention should be His. He reminds me that He is in total control of His universe. His word reminds me that I have no reason to worry about tomorrow. He reminds me that when I get caught up in my “to do” lists, I miss out on so much of Him.

*I see you in every scene, I bet you are thinking about me. I have such a short memory, so you keep reminding me of you.

Life is too short to stress out about life being too short. Value the gift of time. Worship God with your attention right now in this very moment because tomorrow will worry about itself. The evidence of God is all around you. Wait…..slow down…don’t miss it.

* - Lyrics from “Scenes” by Charlie Hall from The Bright Sadness

What's with the name??? -- Explained

According to the Bible, there was a man named Lazarus. His story is a very inspiring one. He even has a modern term named after him. Ever heard of the Lazarus Phenomenon? If you work in an ER, you probably have. It happens when someone’s heart starts beating again well after resuscitation has been given up. In that kind of situation, we are talking seconds, maybe minutes, which separate the heart stopping and starting again. You see, the dead body of Lazarus spent four days wrapped like a mummy in a tomb before Jesus started his heart again.

From the book of John chapter 11:
41So they took away the stone. Then Jesus looked up and said, "Father, I thank you that you have heard me. 42I knew that you always hear me, but I said this for the benefit of the people standing here, that they may believe that you sent me."
43When he had said this, Jesus called in a loud voice, "Lazarus, come out!" 44The dead man came out, his hands and feet wrapped with strips of linen, and a cloth around his face.

The fact that a four day old cadaver was filled with life again is incredible and awe inspiring alone. However, it is what Jesus says next that moves me every time I read it. He says, “Take off his grave clothes and let him go!”
The imagery created by this account is just insane. Can you imagine what Lazarus looked like as he struggled to walk out of the tomb because his head, torso, and legs were wrapped with linens? Can you imagine him trying to bust out of those grave clothes, realizing Jesus loved him enough to literally give him a second chance at life? What a picture of liberation. What a picture of true freedom.

Have you ever wondered what Lazarus did with the linens that once bound his dead body? I’ve wondered about this before. It’s not like he threw them in the closet with the rest of his attire. Hopefully he wouldn’t need them anytime soon, right? They were probably cheap strips of linen that were dirty and smelled horrible by then anyway. If he kept them around, don’t you think it would remind him of his death? I think he burned them. I think it would have been a symbolic moment for him as well. Think about that; the memories of his death going up in smoke and the grave clothes becoming ashes.

There was a time in my life when I wore figurative grave clothes. The stench of death was all over me. I had no sign of abundant life that only Christ can provide. Little did I know my grave clothes were so binding. The linens covered my eyes, blinding me to the freedom that God had in store for me once I awakened from death, removed my grave clothes, and followed Him.

Have you ever worn grave clothes? Are you in them right now? If you’ve worn them in the past, do you still keep them around? Do you slip into them every once in a while because they’re comfortable? Do people around you think they look good on you? Hey, maybe your grave clothes are in style.

When the tendency to throw on those old grave clothes comes, think about how ridiculous Lazarus must have looked bound up in his. Do what he did. Take off your grave clothes.

Oh, and before you go, burn them.

What's with the name???

Yep, burn your grave clothes. That's what I'm telling you to do. I'll explain later.