Saturday, February 21, 2009

Yea Dorrie

My good friend Dorrie/Westy is is working on my lay out for "Digging In The Dirt"  which will make me feel more at home here. 
Pop over and check out what she has done so far. 

Friday, February 20, 2009

Fuzzy to Clear

My new glasses came in today and my vision has cleared up and things are not as fuzzy as they were.

It is nice to see things clearly again. It has bee two years since my last correction and my tried old eyes slowly fuzzed things up a bit. Mind you I could still see and read but the strain was giving me a pain.

All is well in Louisville today.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

I have been thinking about several seemingly unconnected things that also have a common theme.

First is the loss of our maple tree do to the ice storm. It was a very old tree but could have lived for another hundred years or more. This summer we will feel its loss when the hot summer sun beats down on our patio. We are thinking aobut planting a new tree nearby to replace it. The next owner of this house will get the shade that we are now missing.

Several people we love have also died in the past few months some of old age and another was way too young but died anyway. We willl miss them a lot.

A computer in my wife's office bit the dust and now she has a new one and she hates to learn a new computer. She does not like computers anyway and having to learn how a new one works is trouble.

The theme here is that all living things have a "Life Span." We are reminded in the book of Revelation that even time has a life span. As with the trees, people, and computers the last moment of life can come suddenly and without warning. In fact Jesus said it would come like a theif in the night and no one knows when or how. We are just to be ready at any moment.

Be at peace with these things. Love God - love others - and get the word out.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

“Each Life is a Song”

This was passed on to me last night.

“Each Life is a Song”

By Charles F. Little, Jr.


A life is like a song we write

In our own tone and key,

Each life we touch reflects a note

That forms the melody.


We choose the theme and chorus

Of the song to bear our name,

And each will have a special sound,

No two can be the same.


So when someone we love departs,

In memory we find

Their song plays on within the hearts

Of those they leave behind.

Monday, February 16, 2009

What A Week-End

What a week-end I had. It was the best spiritual retreat for men I have experienced. It is called the Kentucky Regional Men's Chorus and it is a men's spiritual retreat that is focused on music. We had 84 men this year and 36 of us were second Bass singing in the bottom half of the bass clef range and sometimes below it. "LOVE THAT!!!"

My brother who is also a second bass drives up from Louisiana every year to join me in this retreat and it is wonderful to sing next to him and share some quality time with him.

The chorus meets for one week-end a year and at the end of it we preform in a local church on Sunday. We don't just sing the music we discuss the meaning of the words we sing and put that meaning and feeling in our singing. It is such a powerful experience that it is difficult to describe, even for this old preacher.

We are working up a web page for the group so I will publish that when it is ready.
EDIT: The web page is under construction but is up and you can listen to some of our songs in the recordings link.    Go HERE