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Savior Self “We’ve got a gig in less than two weeks”. That is a sentence that will stay engraved into my memory for the rest of my life. It was late June and I had just gotten home from a long day at a summer job when I got the best phone call I’ve ever received. “We have to practice man,” commanded a voice belonging to my lifelong friend Jason. “I mean, we REALLY need to practice.” “Oh yea? Why exactly is that?” I questioned. “Because, we’ve got a gig in less than two weeks.” At that very moment, I could feel worry, anxiety, confusion, and joy flow through my body, my mind, my soul. Thousands of questions came to mind. Why? Who? Where? Will there be any compensation in the form of money? The only thing I could mutter was, “what?” He explained that his church was having a party to celebrate fifty years as a congregation. He told me that they needed a band to play a song or two and he had volunteered us. From that day we practiced at least three hours a day. We knew that if we could play at a solid, great sounding level, it would either make or break our future musician’s hopes. The