The year was 1996.
The event was the Cornerstone Music Festival, a gathering of Christian artists and fans, celebrating music with a message.
Rich Mullins was being his normal self: fielding questions from the press with utter transparency, humility, and the twinkling eyes of sassiness.
He spoke of moving to a Navajo reservation. He spoke of what Christian music is and is not. He spoke more truth in five minutes of a press conference than I've heard in many a 30-minute sermon.
"Maybe God is bigger than the conventions of middle-class American Churchianity."
Truth is...I admit to being a fan, and yet, nineteen years later, the words of a now-dead dulcimer player still convict, challenge, and encourage.