the missing people choir (tuneful tuesday #8)

A somber tune for a tremendous effort...

In 2017, a group of people formed a choir comprised of individuals whose loved ones have gone missing, or individuals who support the work of the group.

The choir is not only a support group. It is also a public conduit which keeps such tragedies in people's attention in the hope that maybe someone might know something and be able to help these grieving families find closure.

In some respects, we are all lost - we have left our Heavenly Father and wandered off on our own way. Like the prodigal's father (Luke 15:11-32), our Heavenly Father is awaiting our return, ready to welcome us home and forgive us all of our trespasses.


WorshipWorship should be the desire of every believer's heart and the duty of every believer's mind. I've long thought of the importance of worship - how it is not something we switch on and switch off on one day a week, but how it is something that should be as natural and as responsive as breathing or eating.

And it is a response, as this quote says. It is not just an occasion or an event that one attends. It is what we do when the Spirit impresses upon our spirit the beauty, the wonder, and the richness of the person of God and the reminders of what we have and who we are which are the result of God's love and care.

Thoughts of His strength and His might - worship.

Thoughts of His concern and His willingness to guide us - worship.

Thoughts of His majesty in the beauty of a sunrise, or the tapestry of His making as the sun sets - worship.

Every sigh we make, every tear that falls, every song that is sung in response to His presence in our lives - worship.

Oh heavenly Father - may your people love You and live for you in an attitude of worship. An attitude that is a natural response and a desired response with every breath we take, every thought we have, every act we perform. As your Word proclaims: "Therefore, whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God." (1 Corinthians 10:31)

missing Christmas

The holidays are hard. So many emotions. So many memories. Each year they all come flooding back...and for those who find themselves alone at Christmas it becomes particularly difficult.

I miss my Mom. I miss my Dad. I miss the friends that are no more - whether it be my fault or theirs. Some nights I sit and watch the lights on my little Christmas tree, and pray to my Savior and ask Him to help me to remember, to reflect, and to rejoice knowing that no matter what has happened or will happen, He's ever with me.

I pray the Lord will inspire you to grow closer to Him this Christmas season, and help you hold on to Him today, tomorrow, and always.

Merry Christmas my friends.

when love was born

The voices of children in an old feed silo -- beautiful and brilliant. And the song?  Mark Shultz's "When Love Was Born."  Come - let us adore Him...

Starlight shines, the night is still
Shepherds watch from a hill
I close my eyes, see the night
When love was born

Perfect child gently waits
A mother bends to kiss God's face
I close my eyes, see the night
When love was born

Angels fill the midnight sky, they sing
Hallelujah, He is Christ, our King

Emmanuel, Prince of peace
Loves come down for you and me
Heaven's gift, the holy spark
To let the way inside our hearts

Bethlehem, through your small door
Came the hope we've waited for
The world was changed forevermore
When love was born

I close my eyes, see the night
When love was born


I don't wanna hear anymore, teach me to listen
I don't wanna see anymore, give me a vision
That you could move this heart, to be set apart
I don't need to recognize, the man in the mirror
And I don't wanna trade Your plan, for something familiar
I can't waste a day, I can't stay the same

I wanna be different
I wanna be changed
'Til all of me is gone
And all that remains
Is a fire so bright
The whole world can see
That there's something different
So come and be different
In me

God's Glorious Shout

Glory2There are devotional readings that capture my imagination and give it a good shake now and then.

For devotions, I use the YouVersion application on my cell phone. I usually open it and read the selected devotional reading provided for the given day. The other day, the scripture provided was Isaiah 6:3:

"And one cried to another and said
'Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts;
The whole earth is full of His glory.' "

Continue reading "God's Glorious Shout" »


Our circumstances are what we make them.

If they be not by faith kept under our feet, they will by unbelief become our masters. Change

Our song of praise can never be checked unless we rejoice in Circumstances, and in things around us more than in God Himself.

It is to our shame that we are easily wrought upon by shifting Circumstances.  How good for us that we have an unchangeable God to rest in!

The natural man is the slave of Circumstances.

Never let me be compelled to say, “I have driven my stakes so deep into the earth that I cannot pull them up; but rather let me so pitch my tent that in a moment I may strike it at the bidding of the Lord. (Numbers 9: 15-23)

All things are working together for good to them that love God; albeit sometimes in the way of chastening and judgment.

If we honor God in the little matters of our daily life, He will prepare great occasions for our faith, and so put honor on the obedience that was little know to any but Himself. Abraham had so dealt with God about all the daily little matters of tent and household, that when the great occasion comes (Genesis 22) the man of faith shines forth.

God orders our steps in our natural state (the guilt of our sins our own) to further us in His service after regeneration. (Galatians 1:15)

It matters little what our Circumstances, if in the spirit of our mind we be before God offering up spiritual sacrifices acceptable to Him by Jesus Christ.  To faith all Circumstances are opportunities of pleasing God and serving Christ.

- Robert Chapman, Choice Sayings


I have enjoyed the ministry of Rich Mullins since the first time I heard his music. He was a uniquely gifted servant of the Lord whose ministry lives on in the music he wrote and recorded. I recently heard Third Day and Brandon Heath's version of Mullin's song "Creed" (done in the style of Mullins) capturing the connection of the Christian life to the foundation of what we believe. (Mullins' original version of the song is also on You Tube.)

I believe what I believe
it makes me who I am
and I did not make
no it is making me
and it's the very truth of God
and not the invention of any man.


I heard a gospel choir on the radio as I headed to work:

“There’s a storm out over the ocean, And it's headed this-a-way.
If your anchor’s not in Jesus, You just might be swept away.”

And this is written in the inside cover page of my Bible; I'm not sure where I read it or heard it:

Anchored to the Cross
my life is not futile
my failures are not fatal
my death is not final

The anchor - an image of something holding fast when things get a little rough. Why do so many "sail" through life without it? Knowing how true and necessary holding fast to Christ is, why am I constantly reminding myself to hold on? The storm is life, the saving rock is Jesus, and the anchor is my faith.

So many don't know what they believe. Some believe what they believe but have never asked themselves why they believe it. Sometimes I need to remind myself what I believe and remember why I believe it. It's probably best that way. When I remind myself of what I believe, I think it keeps my faith fresh. It also keeps me from assuming I know it all.