I had to update my iTunes programs the other day, and while I was waiting for the downloads and installs to complete, I happened to notice there was a new CD with music by Billy Ocean. And among those songs was the one I always think about when someone mentions his name.
"Get Out of My Dreams, Get Into My Car"
And cue the "way back" music. I started laughing and remembered the song he released in 1988 which I thought was one of the most clever pop songs I had heard. Even after almost 30 years it still is a toe-tapper - and just plain fun. Check out the fashions of the day!!
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.
Every now and then I come across a song that captures my attention.
I hear it, and I think of its tune, and it's message. And then the song seems to find its way into my day, reminding me of its tune...and it's truth.
Such was "Flight Song" - a song which was written by Kim Andre' Arnesen with words by Welsh poet Euan Tait.
As Arnesen explains, "Flight Song was written as a gift to Dr. Anton Armstrong and the St. Olaf Choir. I had the pleasure of working with Armstrong and his choir in 2013 and their performances of my piece "Even when He is silent" was sublime. I was impressed not only by the artistic work, but also the personal development and safe environment Armstrong has given to so many young singers. With this piece I want to show my gratitude for their many performances of my mysic on tours in Norway and the United States."
All we are, we have found in song: you have drawn this song from us. Songs of lives unfolding fly overhead, cry overhead: longing, rising from the song within.
Moving like the rise and fall of wings, hands that shape our calling voice on the edge of answers you’ve heard our cry, you’ve known our cry: music’s fierce compassion flows from you.
The night is restless with the sounds we hear, is broken, shaken by the cries of pain: for this is music’s inner voice, saying, yes, we hear you, all you who cry aloud, and we will fly, answering you: so our lives sing, sing, wild we will fly, wild in spirit we will fly.
Like a feather falling from the wing, fragile as a human voice, afraid, uncertain, alive to love, we sing as love, afraid, uncertain, yet our flight begins as song
I've been trying to tidy up my backyard garden area.
I've been thinking that life is like a garden. It takes constant tending to make it the place it is supposed to be.
There are lots of directions I could go with this theme. The Bible has some amazing verses about gardens and the things that happen in them. They are wonderful places of understanding, of truth, and of guidance.
But this morning, I found myself listening to the words about being "In the Garden" with my Lord -- and how important it is to spend time listening to His voice.
I have long loved to watch anything that Dame Judi Dench has performed. It seems she can do it all. Drama, comedy, music, science fiction, mystery, etc.
She is one of two stars of the British series, "As Time Goes By" - about two young lovers who allow the serendipitous misposting of a love letter from Korea to keep them from following their hearts - and many years later find themselves once again courting love the second time around.
One of the great American choirs singing one of my favorite songs... Turn it up, and sing it out!
He loves to hear the wind sing As it whistles through the pines on mountain peaks He loves to hear the raindrops As they splash to the ground in a magic melody He smiles in sweet approval As the waves crash to the rocks in harmony Creation joins in unity to sing in majestic symphonies
[Chorus:] But His favorite song of all Is the song of the redeemed When lost sinners now made clean Lift their voices loud and strong When those purchased by His blood Lift to Him a song of love Nothing more He'd rather hear Nor so pleasing to His ear As His favorite song of all
I call songs like this "meditative community worship". Lots of repetition mixed with lots of metaphors that create spiritual pictures and remind of a rich spiritual relationship believers have with one another and with God. (The allusion to Elijah and the coming rains of 1 Kings 18 ["...there is a cloud beginning to swell..."] is particularly nice, though I guessing today's young worshipers would not understand it without a reference or introduction.) These songs are good, but I still think they're on a much different track of the worship genre of music. I guess this is where I'm old school. Compared to such songs as "What A Friend We Have in Jesus" and "How Great Thou Art", they're lacking depth. Still, if they are stimulating a new generation to adore the Savior, my prayer is that they will be the stepping stones that bring brothers and sisters in Christ to greater and greener pastures of growth and devotion.
NOTE: This is NOT an endorsement of the ministry of Elevation Church, a mega-church in North Carolina. I listened to the song and found it an interesting work. I would suggest, however, that you research the ministry of Elevation Church with a focused mind on what God's Word says.
I love musicals -- the OLD ones. It's something about how everything seemed to come together in the OLD ones which were crafted after the old Vaudeville shows with singing, and comedy, and of course dancing.
2,403 killed. 1178 wounded. Eighteen ships were sunk or run aground, including five battleships.
December 7, 2016 - seventy-five years later. The men and women of the Naval Academy Glee Club honor those lost in the attack.
Eternal Father, strong to save, Whose arm hath bound the restless wave, Who bidd'st the mighty ocean deep Its own appointed limits keep; Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee, For those in peril on the sea! William Whiting (1860)
Eternal Father, grant, we pray, To all Marines, both night and day, The courage, honor, strength, and skill Their land to serve, thy law fulfill; Be thou the shield forevermore From every peril to the Corps. J. E. Seim (1966)
While a student at Dallas Theological Seminary, I had the wonderful opportunity to see and hear one of my favorite Christian musical artists in concert - John Michael Talbot. I had enjoyed his music for years and decided I had to go and hear him live. It was a particularly cold and wet December night in Dallas; the first part of the concert was Talbot singing alone on stage with his guitar and the second part of the concert was a performance of his Christmas cantata, Light Eternalwith a full symphony and choir . I can still see him in my mind's eye walking onto stage in his monk's tunic and sandals and thinking how cold his feet must be. Just before heading to bed last night I remembered this tune and went looking for it - and found it. Listen and worship.
He who created The Pleiades and Orion Turning darkness into The light of the dawn And darkens day into the night
Who calls from the waters Renews the world in the falling rain And who strides the height of creation He is the Lord the God of Hosts by name
He formed the mountains And created the wind And through His Spirit Declares His thoughts to men
He who created The Pleiades and Orion And who strides the height of creation He is the Lord the God of Hosts by name
I've not seen the Broadway musical, Wicked, but I have listened to the music. One of my favorite tunes is a duet by the good witch Glinda and the wicked witch Elphabah. It speaks to how people come into our lives - sometimes for better, sometimes not. Whatever the result, there is always change.