Everybody Hurts

When your day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you’re sure you’ve had enough of this life, well hang on
Don’t let yourself go, ’cause everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes

Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it’s time to sing along
When your day is night alone,
If you feel like letting go,
If you think you’ve had too much of this life, well hang on

‘Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts. Don’t throw your hand. Oh, no. Don’t throw your hand
If you feel like you’re alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

If you’re on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you’ve had too much of this life to hang on

Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody hurts. You are not alone

-R.E.M.


Rock The Vote Today

Every part is you, every part is me,

raise your hands and sing,

tell them we can be,

show them who you are,

show them you can see,

raise your hands and sing,

tell them we are free

-Thousand Foot Krutch (What Do We Know)

Dear Friend

I just read on twitter that Dana Key of the legendary Christian Rock band “Degarmo and Key” passed away yesterday. I find that sad on many levels. They once had a song called “Dear Friend” and it only seemed appropriate to post this morning. Thank you Dana Key for creating lasting memories and music in the 80’s. You paved the way for so many bands and inspired many.

Dear Friend by Degarmo and Key

Season change, days go by
People come and people go
Though our paths lead us apart
They will meet one day I know

For I owe you, so much dear friend
All those treasured times
For you’ve made me a richer man
Having had you in my life.

Heaven Is The Face

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I was getting caught up on my reader feeds today and found this article on StereoTruth.net. I have no idea what this song will sound like, but the lyrics are sure to go right to the heart strings. Below are the lyrics (as posted on StereoTruth.net) to the new song by Steven Curtis Chapman. According to their site, it is set to hit the radio November 3rd. Something tells me there was real healing in this for Steven Curtis Chapman. Something also tells me there will be healing for many, many others as well.

Heaven Is The Face by Steven Curtis Chapman

Heaven is the face of a little girl
With dark brown eyes
That disappear when she smiles
Heaven is the place
Where she calls my name
Says, “daddy please come play with me for awhile”

God, I know, it’s all of this and so much more
But God, You know, that this is what I’m aching for God,
You know, I just can’t see beyond the door
So right now Heaven is the sound of her breathing deep
Lying on my chest, falling fast asleep while I sing
And Heaven is the weight of her in my arms
Being there to keep her safe from harm while she dreams

And God, I know, it’s all of this and so much more
But God, You know, that this is what I’m longing for God,
You know, I just can’t see beyond the door
But in my mind’s eye I can see a place
Where Your glory fills every empty space

All the cancer is gone
Every mouth is fed
And there’s no one left in the orphans’ bed
Every lonely heart finds their one true love
And there’s no more goodbye
And no more not enough
And there’s no more enemy (no more)

Heaven is a sweet, maple syrup kiss
And a thousand other little things I miss with her gone
Heaven is the place where she takes my hand
And leads me to You
And we both run into Your arms

Oh God, I know, it’s so much more than I can dream
It’s far beyond anything I can conceive
So God, You know, I’m trusting You until I see Heaven in the face of my little girl

For My Girls

“In My Arms” by Plumb

Your baby blues
So full of wonder
Your curly cues
Your contagious smile
And as I watch
You start to grow up
All I can do is hold you tight

Knowing clouds will raise up
Storms will race in
But you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down
Waves will crash all around
But you will be safe in my arms

Story books full of fairy tales
Kings and queens and the bluest skies
My heart is torn just in knowing
You’ll someday see the truth from lies

Knowing clouds will raise up
Storms will race in
But you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down
Waves will crash all around
But you will be safe in my arms

Castles they might crumble
Dreams may not come true
But you are never all alone
Because I will always
Always love you

Clouds will raise up
Storms will race in
But you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down
Waves will crash all around
But you will be safe in my arms

Wolves

Wolves” by Garth Brooks

January’s always bitter
But Lord this one beats all
The wind ain’t quit for weeks now
And the drifts are ten feet tall
I been all night drivin’ heifers
Closer in to lower ground
Then I spent the mornin’ thinkin’
‘Bout the ones the wolves pulled down

Charlie Barton and his family
Stopped today to say goodbye
He said the bank was takin’ over
The last few years were just too dry
And I promised that I’d visit
When they found a place in town
Then I spent a long time thinkin’
‘Bout the ones the wolves pull down

Lord please shine a light of hope
On those of us who fall behind
And when we stumble in the snow
Could you help us up while there’s still time

Well I don’t mean to be complainin’ Lord
You’ve always seen me through
And I know you got your reasons
For each and every thing you do

But tonight outside my window
There’s a lonesome mournful sound
And I just can’t keep from thinkin’
‘Bout the ones the wolves pull down

Oh Lord keep me from bein’
The one the wolves pull down

These Small Hours

The kids and I watched “Meet The Robinson’s” the other night. I have this weird knack when watching films of picking up the soundtrack music and how it relates to the film. I have no idea how popular this song was, or if it even made it to radio, but it is rich. At the end of the movie a song called “Little Wonders” by Rob Thomas played. The lyrics struck me. I won’t mess up the truth in the words by trying to put context around it. They pretty much say it all.Thank the Lord for “these small hours”.

Our lives are made
In these small hours
These little wonders,
These twists & turns of fate
Time falls away,
But these small hours,
These small hours still remain

The Now and The Not Yet

I’m probably aging myself a bit here, but way back in the day Amy Grant had a song that came to mind today. Maybe it is because if I had to give an assessment of where I am right now, it best describes the location, the feeling and the situation. Quite simply, I am at the intersection of “The Now and the Not Yet”. I’m interested to see if I am the only one that is standing at that intersection, or if we should build one of those “roundabouts” that have become so popular in the town I currently reside in. I could be wrong, but I have a feeling that we’re all living in a moment and searching for a time that is yet to come. Is it just me?

But Im caught in between
The now and the not yet;
Sometimes it seems like
Forever and ever,
That Ive been reaching to be
All that I am,
But Im only a few steps nearer,
Yet Im nearer…. (Amy Grant)

I have talked to so many people the past few weeks that are on a Journey. Some are selling a home with the intention of moving to a new place. Some are simply being obedient to a call they feel on their lives. Yet we wait. It has often been said that God answers prayer in three ways; “Yes”, “No” and “Wait”. It’s the third one that is the hardest to understand because it is not definitive. It is the third response that leaves us standing at the intersection of “The Now and The Not Yet”. It’s the place where we must discern our every response, activity and commitment since we don’t know what tomorrow will bring.

To quote Amy Grant again…”I’m only a few steps nearer, yet I’m nearer”. I’m nearer to the not yet, but living in the now….

True

A few weeks ago the family and I were on a road trip. The 80’s station on Sirius radio was the music of the moment and prompted the following discussion:

Me: “with a thrill in my head and a pill on my tongue” what do you think he meant by that?

(Through the radio comes the exact lyric I just quoted)

Heather: “You’re a freak”.

You see I have this sickness. Some people can memorize scripture. Others know history. I have this crazy ability to remember lyrics. Particularly from the 80’s. I can’t tell you what a congruent triangle is (I even had to look up the spelling), but I can sure tell you the next line that Spandau Ballet is going to sing. Fast forward to this past weekend and Heather, for reasons I cannot remember, brings up that lyric. I proceeded to put on an acappella performance of “True” by Spandau Ballet for the entire family.

The kids think know I am crazy now and we’re not allowed to ever go back to that McDonalds again. For all of you that are children of the 80’s too. I give you…”True”

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday to my wife Heather today. Brian Littrell sang it best……

“The Grace of My Life”
I lie awake so often at night
With something to read or something to write
In the silence my mind is free
To think of the ways that God has blessed me

It’s easy to see how He’s been so kind
Any proof I might need is right here by my side

You are the grace of my life
So tender, so undeserved
Hard to believe you’re my wife
Even harder to put what I feel into words
If I need evidence God is good
Just looking at you is enough
You are the grace of my life
For you grace my life with your love

Love that is pure, so faithful and strong
You forgive me when I do you wrong
I’ve seen in you time after time
A picture on earth of love so divine

Oh, I am amazed for how can it be
That someone like you would love someone like me

You are the grace of my life
So tender, so undeserved
Hard to believe you’re my wife
Even harder to put what I feel into words
If I need evidence God is good
Just looking at you is enough
You are the grace of my life
For you grace my life with your love

God is a DJ

I will admit that I draw inspiration from the most unlikely of places. Today’s wisdom comes from the artist known as “Pink”. Pretty interesting analogy. I can’t help but wonder what it means if you’re like me and have two left feet???

If God is a DJ
Life is a dance floor
Love is the rhythm
You are the music
If God is a DJ
Life is a dance floor
You get what you’re given
It’s all how you use it..
.

New Links

I have been on what I consider a “blog sabbatical” for a few weeks now. It has been a time of refreshment and recharging. It has also been a much needed time to re-evaluate some things. While I have been away, I have had the absolute honor and blessing of receiving three separate email opportunities to link to other blogs. Below are three new blogs that have extended to offer to exchange links and offerings to Arms Wide Open. I’m thankful that they found something of value here and were willing to pass it along. Check out these links when you get a chance. Bookmark them, RSS Feed them, or just visit them often. Thanks to Vanessa, Ryan and Jeff for the invitations. 

GodSurfer.com –  For those familiar with “Digg”, Jeff has put together a vision he has of a Christian “Digg” like site. It is a really neat vision and one that I believe God will bless. 

Wired For Sound – Vanessa is a PR contact for EMI CMG and has created Wired For Sound to provide you with the latest tools to help you blog about your favorite artists & their music. This is a great resource for any bloggers of Christian Music. 

1Bible1.com – Ryan works for a Bible software company and has put together a directory of Bible related blogs. What is really neat is they are organized by State. They are just getting started, but this site is sure to grow.

Thanks to Jeff, Ryan and Vanessa for the offer to exchange links and feature our blogs. I’m honored to link arms on the web for Christ. 

When All is Said and Done

When the music fades into the past,
When the days of life are through,
What will be remembered of where I’ve come?
When all is said and done?

Will they say I loved my family?
That I was a faithful friend?
That I lived to tell of God’s own son?
When all is said and done.

Of how I long to see the hour,
When I would hear that trumpet sound.
I rise and see my Savior’s face,
And see him smile,
And say ‘Well done.’

You can forget my name
And the songs I’ve sung,
Every rhyme and every tune.
But remember the truth of Jesus’ love,
When all is said and done

When all is said and done.

-Geoff Moore

Sunday is Mother’s Day


I.O.U by Jimmy Dean

You know most people look through their wallets or their pocket books and, way down at the bottom, past the credit cards and baby pictures, green stamps, you usually find a little ‘ol dog-eared piece of poetry. I was cleaning out my wallet the other day and ran across a whole bunch of I.O.U’s, some of ‘em thirty years overdue. The funny thing is that all these I.O.U’s are owed to one person and I kinda feel like right now might be a pretty good time for an accountin’.

Mom, you listenin’?

Mom, I.O.U. for so many things a lot of services, like nightwatchman for instance.
For lyin’ awake nights, listenin’ for coughs and cries and creakin’ floorboards, and me comin’ in too late. You had the eye of an eagle and the roar of a lion, But you always had a heart as big as a house.

I.O.U. for services as uh, short order cook, chef, baker
For makin’ sirloin out o’ hamburger an’ turkey out o’ tuna fish,
And two big ol’ strappin’ boys out of leftovers.

I.O.U. for cleanin’ services,
The daily scrubbing of face and ears all work done by hand.
And for the frequent dustin’ of a small boy’s pants to try to make sure that you led a spotless life. And for washin’ and ironin’ that no laundry could ever do. For dryin’ the tears of childhood and for ironin’ out the problems of growin’ up.

I.O.U. for services as a bodyguard,
For protectin’ me from the terrors of thunderstorms and nightmares
Hah, And too many green apples.

And Lord knows, I.O.U. for medical attention,
For nursing me through measles, mumps, bruises, bumps, splinters and spring fever.
Let’s not forget medical advice either, oh no, important things like, ‘Don’t scratch it or it won’t get well’ or ‘If you cross your eyes, they’re gonna stick like that’. And probably the most important of all was:
’Be sure you got on clean underwear boy, in case you’re in an accident’.

And I.O.U. for veterinarian services,
For feeding every lost dog that I dragged home at the end of the rope,
And for healing the pains of puppy love.

And I.O.U. for entertainment
Entertainment that kept the household goin’ during some pretty tough times
And for wonderful productions at Christmas, the Fourth of July and Birthdays
And for making make-believe come true on a very limited budget.

I.O.U. for construction work
for building kites and confidence, hopes and dreams an’ somehow you made them all touch the sky.
And for cementin’ a family together so it would stand the worst kind of shocks and blows
And for layin’ down a good strong foundation to build a life on.

I.O.U. for carrier charges
For carryin’ me on your books for the necessities of life that a growin’ boys just gotta have. Things like, a pair of high top boots, With a little pocket on the side for a jack-knife.

And one thing, Mom, I’ll will never ever forget
When there were two pieces of apple pie left and three hungry people, I noticed that you were the one who suddenly decided, you really didn’t like apple pie in the first place.

These are just a few of the things for which payment is long overdue..
The person that I owe ‘em to worked very cheap
She managed by simply doin’ without a whole lot o’ things that she needed herself

My I.O.U’s add up to much more than I could ever hope to repay,
But you know the nicest thing about it all is that I know, that she’ll mark the entire bill ‘Paid In Full’
For just one kiss and four little words….

Mom, I Love You!

Sunday is Mother's Day


I.O.U by Jimmy Dean

You know most people look through their wallets or their pocket books and, way down at the bottom, past the credit cards and baby pictures, green stamps, you usually find a little ‘ol dog-eared piece of poetry. I was cleaning out my wallet the other day and ran across a whole bunch of I.O.U’s, some of ‘em thirty years overdue. The funny thing is that all these I.O.U’s are owed to one person and I kinda feel like right now might be a pretty good time for an accountin’.

Mom, you listenin’?

Mom, I.O.U. for so many things a lot of services, like nightwatchman for instance.
For lyin’ awake nights, listenin’ for coughs and cries and creakin’ floorboards, and me comin’ in too late. You had the eye of an eagle and the roar of a lion, But you always had a heart as big as a house.

I.O.U. for services as uh, short order cook, chef, baker
For makin’ sirloin out o’ hamburger an’ turkey out o’ tuna fish,
And two big ol’ strappin’ boys out of leftovers.

I.O.U. for cleanin’ services,
The daily scrubbing of face and ears all work done by hand.
And for the frequent dustin’ of a small boy’s pants to try to make sure that you led a spotless life. And for washin’ and ironin’ that no laundry could ever do. For dryin’ the tears of childhood and for ironin’ out the problems of growin’ up.

I.O.U. for services as a bodyguard,
For protectin’ me from the terrors of thunderstorms and nightmares
Hah, And too many green apples.

And Lord knows, I.O.U. for medical attention,
For nursing me through measles, mumps, bruises, bumps, splinters and spring fever.
Let’s not forget medical advice either, oh no, important things like, ‘Don’t scratch it or it won’t get well’ or ‘If you cross your eyes, they’re gonna stick like that’. And probably the most important of all was:
’Be sure you got on clean underwear boy, in case you’re in an accident’.

And I.O.U. for veterinarian services,
For feeding every lost dog that I dragged home at the end of the rope,
And for healing the pains of puppy love.

And I.O.U. for entertainment
Entertainment that kept the household goin’ during some pretty tough times
And for wonderful productions at Christmas, the Fourth of July and Birthdays
And for making make-believe come true on a very limited budget.

I.O.U. for construction work
for building kites and confidence, hopes and dreams an’ somehow you made them all touch the sky.
And for cementin’ a family together so it would stand the worst kind of shocks and blows
And for layin’ down a good strong foundation to build a life on.

I.O.U. for carrier charges
For carryin’ me on your books for the necessities of life that a growin’ boys just gotta have. Things like, a pair of high top boots, With a little pocket on the side for a jack-knife.

And one thing, Mom, I’ll will never ever forget
When there were two pieces of apple pie left and three hungry people, I noticed that you were the one who suddenly decided, you really didn’t like apple pie in the first place.

These are just a few of the things for which payment is long overdue..
The person that I owe ‘em to worked very cheap
She managed by simply doin’ without a whole lot o’ things that she needed herself

My I.O.U’s add up to much more than I could ever hope to repay,
But you know the nicest thing about it all is that I know, that she’ll mark the entire bill ‘Paid In Full’
For just one kiss and four little words….

Mom, I Love You!

Changes in Latitude, Changes in Attitude

I have had the absolute blessing on several occasions to meet people from the blog world either through my travel or theirs. It happened again tonight as my family and I had the honor of meeting a family that I have the ultimate respect for. Many of you in the blogging community know Rindy Walton and her son Matt. I don’t remember how or where, but somewhere “the matrix” connected our paths.

Rindy and Matt’s blogs are more examples of what I’d like mine to be when it grows up. It was even better to meet them live and in person! Rindy, Matt, Tim, Dan and my entire family met up on their way through town at Cheeseburger in Paradise for dinner. All of the parrot heads out there just made the connection between the post title and the place we met. However that is not the only reason why I called it that.

You see God’s timing is perfect. If you know Rindy or follow her blog, you know that God has called her on a journey. He’s called her to sell her home and move 7 hours to a new city. He has asked her to leave the comfort of what she has always known to go somewhere for the single purpose of advancing His kingdom. He has asked her and the boys to make changes in latitude and changes in attitude for Walls Down Church in Cincinnati, Ohio!

It was awesome to sit down for dinner and discuss how God is working and (literally) moving in our lives. My only regret is that we will be 2 hours away when Walls Down opens their doors. You can bet we’ll take a road trip to visit sometime though. I had to share this lyric from the song by Jimmie Buffet. The chorus pretty well explains what God’s up to with both of our families right now.

“It’s those changes in latitudes,
changes in attitudes nothing remains quite the same.
With all of our running and all of our cunning,
If we couldn’t laugh, we would all go insane.” – Jimmy Buffet

To Matt, Tim, Dan and Rindy I say thanks for sharing the laughs and the journey! May God bless your changes in latitudes and changes in attitudes. Keep blessing the world through your blogs and your lives. Lord knows you have blessed mine.

The Road and the Radio

I have always enjoyed long stretches of time on the road alone. Next to cutting the grass with my iPod on (seriously) there is no greater time of inspiration and thought for me. I had to laugh as I was be-bopping (technical term) through the mountains of West Virginia earlier this week.

I was puttin’ on a Karaoke concert (I do a mean Kenny Chesney) and this song came through the speakers. I think I wore out the CD player in my car replaying it. Quite honestly the lyrics were a bit too close to home for me. It’s amazing where we can find inspiration. Even from the road and the radio.

“The Road And The Radio” by Kenny Chesney

Ain’t nothing out here but me, the road and the radio
Looking for an exit and a song that I might know
Counting down the memories and adding up the miles
Searching for a feeling I ain’t felt in a while

Clarity and inspiration
Happiness is a destination that’s hard to find
It may take some time
But in my mind there’s something more
And I’ll open up a brand new door
And find the strength to close the ones I left behind
And I’ll get there leanin’ on some friends I know:
The road and the radio

Spent the night in Carolina, got up early out of bed
Bought a Red Bull and a road map and a old Stones cassette
Setting my sights south bound, no reason or rhyme
Threw up a prayer just lookin’, just lookin’ for a sign

And some clarity and inspiration
Happiness is a destination that’s hard to find
It may take some time
But in my mind there’s something more
And I’ll open up a brand new door
And find the strength to close the ones I left behind
And I’ll get there leanin’ on some friends I know:
The road and the radio

In my mind there’s something more
And I’ll open up a brand new door
And find the strength to close the ones I left behind

And I’ll get there leanin’ on some friends I know:
The road and the radio

Crazy….

“No we’re never gonna survive unless we are a little crazy” – Seal

A few weeks ago, I was having lunch with my boss and he said the strangest thing. I don’t even remember the context, but his statement went like this;

“Aaron, everyone’s got a little crazy in them. Some just show it more than other’s”

For the life of me, I don’t know why I still remember that. Maybe it’s the “little bit-o-crazy” that is sneaking out of me. I think he’s right though. I think there are times when we absolutely need to be! I remember the band Petra (aging myself here) once had a lyric that said;

“Some may call me foolish, some may call me odd. I’d rather be a fool in the eyes of man, then a fool in the eyes of God”

The song “Crazy” by Mercyme puts it even better. (click to play)

“I have not been called
to the wisdom of this world
but to a God who’s calling out to me
Even though the world may think
I’m losing touch with reality,
it would be CRAZY to choose this world
over eternity”

So, as you venture out today, don’t be afraid to be a little “crazy”. After all, Seal, Petra, Mercyme and my boss all said that it’s okay.

Originally posted January 2006

Signs and Wonders..

For those still wondering, here are a few more clues about “the voice”.

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“Was trying to find me something but I wasn’t sure just what
Funny how they say that some things never change
Oh my sweet Carolina
What compels me to go
Oh my sweet disposition
May you one day carry me home”

From the song “Oh My Sweet Carolina” by Ryan Adams

The Only Thing That’s Good In Me

200px-michaepose.jpgLet me begin by thanking Kerri for her recommendation of the new Michael English book “The Prodigal Comes Home” a few weeks ago. I started reading it on Friday and couldn’t put it down until I finished it last night. I am still thinking about it today. It’s not a fairy tale story. I won’t give away details, but I recommend this book to anyone. To those that struggle with addiction, self-doubt, Religion vs. Jesus, failure, doubt and self control…this book is a must read. It’s a story of Gods endless pursuit of our heart and His matchless grace.

Michael has also released a new single called “The Only Thing That’s Good In Me”. After reading his book, the lyrics take an entirely new meaning. The two parts that spoke to me directly were:

“If you would walk the hallways of my heart
And see things as they really are
I wonder if you might be surprised.
Seeing faded walls of pride and fear
Rooms I filled with faithless tears
Corners where I’ve stood in compromise”

“The only thing that’s good in me is Jesus
The only thing that’s good in me is Jesus
I’ve lived long enough to know
No matter what this life might show
The only thing that’s good in me is Jesus”

I’ve learned over the years that the web and blogs can make this big ol’ world pretty small. That being the case, if you know Michael English, or have any way to contact him, I post this message below to him directly.

Michael – Thank you for being transparent. Thank you for putting your struggles, failure, battles and long road home in print for others to read. I pray that you continue on your road to healing. I pray that God uses your journey to bring others into a loving relationship with him. I pray for his strength and power as you walk each day in a renewed relationship with him. Thank you again.

The Only Thing That's Good In Me

200px-michaepose.jpgLet me begin by thanking Kerri for her recommendation of the new Michael English book “The Prodigal Comes Home” a few weeks ago. I started reading it on Friday and couldn’t put it down until I finished it last night. I am still thinking about it today. It’s not a fairy tale story. I won’t give away details, but I recommend this book to anyone. To those that struggle with addiction, self-doubt, Religion vs. Jesus, failure, doubt and self control…this book is a must read. It’s a story of Gods endless pursuit of our heart and His matchless grace.

Michael has also released a new single called “The Only Thing That’s Good In Me”. After reading his book, the lyrics take an entirely new meaning. The two parts that spoke to me directly were:

“If you would walk the hallways of my heart
And see things as they really are
I wonder if you might be surprised.
Seeing faded walls of pride and fear
Rooms I filled with faithless tears
Corners where I’ve stood in compromise”

“The only thing that’s good in me is Jesus
The only thing that’s good in me is Jesus
I’ve lived long enough to know
No matter what this life might show
The only thing that’s good in me is Jesus”

I’ve learned over the years that the web and blogs can make this big ol’ world pretty small. That being the case, if you know Michael English, or have any way to contact him, I post this message below to him directly.

Michael – Thank you for being transparent. Thank you for putting your struggles, failure, battles and long road home in print for others to read. I pray that you continue on your road to healing. I pray that God uses your journey to bring others into a loving relationship with him. I pray for his strength and power as you walk each day in a renewed relationship with him. Thank you again.

80's Wisdom

After listening to the song in the post below several times, I hit the satellite radio to re-live some 80’s memories. Talk about memory lane. The lyric below struck me as interesting and makes for today’s “Wisdom from the 80’s”.

I can promise you tomorrow, but I can’t buy back yesterday

– Bon Jovi

80’s Wisdom

After listening to the song in the post below several times, I hit the satellite radio to re-live some 80’s memories. Talk about memory lane. The lyric below struck me as interesting and makes for today’s “Wisdom from the 80’s”.

I can promise you tomorrow, but I can’t buy back yesterday

– Bon Jovi

Time Killer Wednesday

I have not posted anything 80’s lately. I had to get my fix, so I hit this 80’s music quiz tonight. If you’re looking to kill a little time today, why not moon walk over to The 80’s Lyrics Quiz and see how you do. I am both saddened and amazed that I did relatively well. Still couldn’t tell you who won the war of 18-whatever…but I know my 80’s lyrics! Here’s my score:

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Would you believe I missed the lyrics to a certain Peter Gabriel song from a certain movie that is one of my all time favorites? Let me know how you did…

The Legend of Silent Night

Bellau Wood – By Garth Brooks

Oh, the snowflakes fell in silence
Over Belleau Wood that night
For a Christmas truce had been declared
By both sides of the fight
As we lay ther in our trenches
The silence broke in two
By a German soldier singing
A song that we all knew

Though I did not know the language
The song was “Silent Night”
Then I heard my buddy whisper, “All is calm and all is bright”
Then the fear and doubt surrounded me ‘Cause I’d die if I was wrong
But I stood up in my trench And I began to sing along

Then across the frozen battlefield
Another’s voice joined in
Until one by one each man became
A singer of the hymn
Then I thought that I was dreaming
For right there in my sight
Stood the German soldier ‘Neath the falling flakes of white

And he raised his hand and smiled at me
As if he seemed to say
Here’s hoping we both live
To see us find a better way

Then the devil’s clock struck midnight
And the skies lit up again
And the battlefield where heaven stood
Was blown to hell again
But for just one fleeting moment
The answer seemed so clear
Heaven’s not beyond the clouds
It’s just beyond the fear

No, heaven’s not beyond the clouds
It’s for us to find it here

Lyric of the Year….

pen_paper I’ll be posting some of the “Best of 2007” stuff next week, but driving home from Cleveland tonight, I heard this song and thought it couldn’t wait. I think we see a lot of this kind of talk this time of year. I wondered as I drove if this is something we should do ALL year long. I even thought “let it start with me”. So I am incorporating this as my “motto” for 2008….”Surely we can change..something“.

And the problem it seems
Is with you and me
Not the Love who came
To repair everything

When all the love in the world
Is right here among us
And hatred too
And so we must choose
What our hands will do

Where there is pain
Let us bring grace
Where there is suffering
Bring serenity
For those afraid
Let us be brave
Where there is misery
Let us bring them relief
And surely we can change
Surely we can change
Oh surely we can change
Something

Surely We Can Change” by David Crowder Band from the CD “Remedy

My Christmas List

In honor of “Black Friday”, “Cyber Monday” and the time of year when family and friends begin asking for your Christmas lists, I thought I would post this song and the words. One day this wish will come true for everyone. Until that time, it would be my prayer to do our part to make it a reality here on earth.

No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown up christmas list

Grown Up Christmas List” by Kelly Clarkson

God with Us….

For the first time today, I have been able to get a few minutes of quiet all alone. I am overwhelmed by the weight of what we witnessed today. There is so much to tell and so many thoughts that ran through my head as we waited for some news. There is one story in particular that I just have to share.

It was my absolute pleasure to meet Stef’s mom today and spend some time hearing stories about him. Those of you that follow Stef’s blog will remember this post from earlier this week where he talked about a sunrise. His mom told me today about the day that Stef was born. She said that right after he was born, the sun came up and through the window of her room. She said it “bathed and filled the room”. She said that at that moment, she knew that God had his hand on her sons life. She felt like God was showing her that he was going to be someone very special.

I think we would all agree.

It just so happens that Mercyme announced today that their new song (God with Us) is available on iTunes. You can bet I downloaded it and have listened to it several times. It’s perfect for what I am feeling at this very moment. The chorus is such a testimony to what we just witnessed.

All that is within me cries
For you alone be glorified
Emmanuel
God with us
My heart sings a brand new song
The debt is paid
These chains our gone
Emmauel
God with us

God wasn’t only with us today, he is always with us. These chains are gone. He is able to do immeasurably more then I give him credit for. He deserves the honor. He deserves the glory. My heart indeed sings a brand new song today. God with us.

Sneek Preview – “Cinderella”

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This doesn’t come out until Tuesday, but this will be a MUST BUY for any father with daughters. It’s a beautiful song which will appear on the blog soon. While we wait, here are the lyrics from “Cinderella” by Steven Curtis Chapman from the upcoming release of “This Moment”. You can also hear it at Steven’s Myspace page. Dad’s hold onto your heart strings…and your daughters while you listen to this one.

Cinderella” by Steven Curtis Chapman

She spins and she sways to whatever song plays
Without a care in the world
and I’m sitting here wearin’ the weight of the world
on my shoulders

It’s been a long day and there’s still work to do
she’s pullin’ at me saying “dad I need you”
There’s a ball at the castle and I’ve been invited
And I need to practice my dancin’
Oh please daddy please.

So I dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
Cause I know something the prince never knew
Oh I dance with Cinderella
I don’t want to miss even one song
Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
And she’ll be gone.

She says he’s a nice guy and I’ll be impressed
She wants to know if I approve of the dress
She says Dad the prom is just one week away
And I need to practice my dancin’
Oh please Daddy please

So I dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
Cause I know something that prince never knew
Oh I dance with Cinderella
I don’t want to miss even one song
Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
And she’ll be gone.

She came home today with a ring on her hand
Just glowin’ and tellin’ us all they had planned
She says “Dad the wedding’s just 6 months away”
and I need to practice my dancin’
Oh please daddy please.

So I dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
Cause I know something that prince never knew
Oh I dance with Cinderella
I don’t want to miss even one song
Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
And she’ll be gone.

Sneek Preview – "Cinderella"

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This doesn’t come out until Tuesday, but this will be a MUST BUY for any father with daughters. It’s a beautiful song which will appear on the blog soon. While we wait, here are the lyrics from “Cinderella” by Steven Curtis Chapman from the upcoming release of “This Moment”. You can also hear it at Steven’s Myspace page. Dad’s hold onto your heart strings…and your daughters while you listen to this one.

Cinderella” by Steven Curtis Chapman

She spins and she sways to whatever song plays
Without a care in the world
and I’m sitting here wearin’ the weight of the world
on my shoulders

It’s been a long day and there’s still work to do
she’s pullin’ at me saying “dad I need you”
There’s a ball at the castle and I’ve been invited
And I need to practice my dancin’
Oh please daddy please.

So I dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
Cause I know something the prince never knew
Oh I dance with Cinderella
I don’t want to miss even one song
Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
And she’ll be gone.

She says he’s a nice guy and I’ll be impressed
She wants to know if I approve of the dress
She says Dad the prom is just one week away
And I need to practice my dancin’
Oh please Daddy please

So I dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
Cause I know something that prince never knew
Oh I dance with Cinderella
I don’t want to miss even one song
Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
And she’ll be gone.

She came home today with a ring on her hand
Just glowin’ and tellin’ us all they had planned
She says “Dad the wedding’s just 6 months away”
and I need to practice my dancin’
Oh please daddy please.

So I dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
Cause I know something that prince never knew
Oh I dance with Cinderella
I don’t want to miss even one song
Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
And she’ll be gone.

Naive

past-the-edges-chris-rice.jpgThis is certainly not a new song by Chris Rice. It’s from his “Past the Edges” CD, but I just HEARD it (beyond music and words) for the first time. Maybe I needed to hear it today. Maybe someone else does too? I felt led to post it for that very reason. (emphasis mine)

Naive” by Chris Rice

How long until You defend Your name and set the record right
And how far will You allow the human race to run and hide
And how much can You tolerate our weaknesses
Before You step into our sky blue and say “That’s quite enough!”

Am I naive to want a remedy for every bitter heart
Can I believe You hold an exclamation point for every question mark
And can I leave the timing of this universe in bigger hands
And may I be so bold to ask You to please hurry?

I hear that a God who’s good would never let the evil run so long
But I say it’s because You’re good You’re giving us more time, yeah
‘Cause I believe that You love to show us mercy
But when will You step into our sky blue
And say “That’s quite enough, and your time is up!”

Am I naive to want a remedy for every bitter heart
Can I believe You hold an exclamation point for every question mark
And can I leave the timing of this universe in bigger hands
And may I be so bold to ask You to please hurry?

Am I naive…
Can I believe…
And can I leave…in bigger hands
And may I be so bold to ask You, to ask You, to ask You

How long?

Music and Lyrics

img_2091.JPGHave you ever been driving down the road with a friend, singing a song and you totally screw up the lyrics? Worse yet, do you ever not know the lyrics so you either –

A) mumble something that sounds close to the lyric
B) start to whistle as to not give away that you don’t know it

Luckily my wife isn’t nearly as into music as I am. Either that, or she is too nice to point out every time I misquote or mistakenly sing the wrong thing. Well friends, admitting it is the first step. C’mon…I’m not the only one am I?

I thought about this other day when I was “putting on a concert” in the car to “Jet Airliner” by Steve Miller Band. I hit the chorus and belted out.. “Big ol’ Carolina“…. Something told me that just wasn’t right. Next time around I tried “Big ol’ Chet the niner“. You’d think I could have picked up the title of the song. Well friends, there is help. The Archive of Misheard Lyrics is here for you! Check this site out. They give you the correct quote as well as some hilarious versions of what other people thought it was.

We can now cruise the roads of the US and belt out our favorite song to the delight of the family and friends in the car. Hitting the notes is a whole different story….

Easy Silence

“Easy silence that you make for me
It’s okay when there’s nothing more to say to me
And the peaceful quiet you create for me
And the way you keep the world at bay for me”
-Dixie Chicks

I’m a talker by nature (surprise, surprise). While silence is often golden, I can’t stand to sit with another human being in complete silence. I have found that there are two kinds of silence. The first is uneasy silence. This happens sitting next to a stranger on an airplane, crowded elevators, being a hotel room alone, standing on a stage and having your power point presentation crash on you. Those are uneasy moments and the silence is awful.

There are also those times when silence can be easy. Easy silence, for me, is when I can reflect on what I just read, heard, saw, or did. Prayer is easy silence. Worship can be easy silence. Being with my wife is another place of easy silence. Maybe that’s why I connected with the lyric above. I was intrigued by the line about creating a peaceful quiet for someone and keeping the world at bay for someone. I found myself thinking of home. My wife and my kids (yes, I said kids) create that peaceful quiet for me. They also “keep the world at bay” for me. No matter where I’ve been, whats on my shoulders and mind, they are where I find an “easy silence”.

I am challenged with if I provide the same for them. Do I create a silence that provides comfort? Do I keep the world and it’s troubles at bay for them? Is our home a place of refuge and easy silence?

How about you? Where is your “easy silence” and who keeps “the world at bay for you”?

The Grace of My Life

img_12432.jpgOne more post for my wife before Mothers day. I had never heard this song before until I was cutting the grass the other day. The lyrics say perfectly what I feel about my wife. Although all (former) boy band posts have been banned on AC180.com, I can safely post it here. Brian Littrell’s CD “Welcome Home” hasn’t gotten the credit it deserves. It’s not about the artist, it’s about the content.

You are the grace of my life
So tender, so undeserved
Hard to believe you’re my wife
Even harder to put what I feel into words.
If I need evidence God is good
Just looking at you is enough.
You are the grace of my life
For you grace my life with your love.

Grace of My Life” by Brian Littrell

Tough Little Boys

img_2500.JPGWhen tough little boys grow up to be dad’s, they turn into big babies again” – Gary Allan

I have blogged this process several times, but today was hopefully the beginning of the final chapter of “What Happens When Treadmills Attack”. For those that might have missed it, back in November, my 6 year old son got into a fight with the treadmill and needless to say, the treadmill won. He did some major damage to the “naughty” finger on his left hand. We thought it was going to be alright after the healing of the wound took place, but over the past few months, it literally took a turn.

Long story short, the tip of said finger has gradually been going further and further to the side. It didn’t hurt him, but it clearly was never meant to be like that. Several doctors, x-rays and consultations later and we arrived at the surgey to repair it this morning. I’m happy to report that, best we can tell, it was a success. We will know more in 4 weeks when they remove the pin, but with his age and the growing he has ahead of him, I think my little guys gonna be just fine.

I was once again reminded of my strongest weakness though. I’m good to go until something happens to one of my kids or my wife. If you want to see a guy lose it pretty quick, stand me next to my son in a hospital bed and watch the meltdown occur. Granted, it was only his finger, but man oh man, it puts things in perspective real quick.

Being that “the boy” is….a boy, I am sure this one of many injuries, scrapes, bumps and bruises. I guess I am the one that needs to toughen up a bit.

Lose My Soul

tobymac.jpgI’m not gonna lie..I’m not a fan of Tobymac. Well, I should say I wasn’t a fan of Tobymac. Sadly, I don’t have a really good reason except when DC Talk split, I found my allegiance to the group going to Michael Tate. Plus I am not sure I ever recovered from my disappointment that these 3 guys just couldn’t find a way to get along. “Jesus Freak” is still one of the greatest CD’s ever created in Christian music culture. No doubt about it.

So when I kept hearing people talk about the latest offering from Tobymac, I will admit I was a bit skeptical. While I really liked the song “Extreme Days”, I have not really connected with anything else he has done. Until now. Folks, if you haven’t heard the song “lose my soul”, you have got to stop reading, go to iTunes and download it NOW! Actually, you can finish reading this, then head over there, but either way, that song is a throwback to the old DC Talk days. The guest appearances of my man Kirk Franklin and Mandisa (from American Idol fame) round out this song perfectly. The lyrics are so strong, they could actually stand alone.

Matthew 16:26 says “What good will it be for a man if he gains the whole world, yet forfeits his soul?

I don’t know if Jesus could have stated it any clearer. As Toby says at the end of the song “Lord forgive us when we get consumed by the things of this world that fight for our love and our passion. As our eyes are opened wide and on you, grant us the privilege of your world view. And may your kingdom be what wakes us up and lays us down”

*special thanks to my guys Mudpuppy and Superman1224 for once again pointing out another can’t miss hit!

** Interestingly enough, Michael Tate also had a hit with a song called “Empty” which used the same verse as the chorus.

When All is Said and Done

When the music fades into the past,
When the days of life are through,
What will be remembered of where I’ve come?
When all is said and done?

Will they say I loved my family?
That I was a faithful friend?
That I lived to tell of God’s own son?
When all is said and done.

Of how I longed to see the hour,
When I would hear that trumpet sound.
So I could rise and see my Savior’s face,
And see him smile,
And say ‘Well done.’

You can forget my name
And the songs I’ve sung,
Every line and every tune.
But remember the truth of Jesus’ love,
When all is said and done

When all is said and done.

Bloggers Block – Random Thoughts

So I am mired in a major case of “bloggers block” right now. I’m actually wondering if I will come out of this one or just un-plug from “the matrix” completely. Since I can’t think of anything better to write, here are just some random notes from the weekend:

 1. Finished “Chasing Daylight” and pulled “Where is God When it Hurts” by Philip Yancey from the book shelf. What scares me a bit is that I (and this will sound weird) lean on God’s direction for what I am going to read next. It’s always seemed so appropriate when I do that. I had “Prayer” by the same author in my hand and put it back in favor of this one. I don’t know why, or if I am looking forward to finding out why I need to read this one right now.

 2. While “Home” is my current song of choice, I found one that is racing up my favorite song chart pretty quickly. I heard it for the first time while watching “The Wild” with the kiddies over the weekend. The group “Lifehouse” has a song in that movie called “Good enough” that I can’t get enough of. If you’re interested, cruise on over to iTunes and drop the 99 cents. It’s worth it. Great song. Lyrics are here

3. My main man “Psycho T” (Tyler Hansbrough) from THE UNC Tarheels took a monster shot to the grill over the weekend. Totally uncalled for. I was actually at small group(checking the score on my Treo) when it all went down. When I read the wrap-up and saw the pictures, I was willing to give the hated Dukies the benefit of the doubt. Then I caught the video today and I gotta say that it looked intentional to me. I have one message for Duke..”want to play with fire scarecrow?”

4. For those that have been dying to find out, my sons “Lightning McQueen” Awana Grand Prix car ran pretty well. He placed 2nd in the first heat and 1st in the 2nd heat. It wasn’t good enough to advance to the elite 8, but he had a great time and was proud of his car.

5. Last but not least, I have been officially replaced by Lebron James. My son had a project for school over the weekend where he had to put together a poster board dedicated to his “Hero”. The directions read “it can be a FAMILY member, Sports hero, etc”. No matter how much emphasis I put on the first part of that sentence, he still chose number 23. I guess I take something away from that knowing that I’m the one that introduced the two of them in the first place.

Home

It’s going to take something special to knock Daughtry out of my favorite CD of 2007. I know it’s only February, but this is quite possibly my favorite CD of all time. This song in particular is so rich and lyrically special to me. I can’t stop listening to it! The lyric “be careful what you wish for, cause you just might get it all, and then some you don’t want” is my one of my all-time favorite quotes. That is just a loaded statement and applies to several things! If you haven’t picked it up yet, I highly recommend this CD. This acoustic version of “Home” is awesome as well. Enjoy.

Walk Her Home

kids3.jpgAs I said in my previous post, today is my first day of “life on the road”. I have already told my wife a half dozen times that “I’m gonna have to get used to this”. I also said that in a way, I hope I never “get used to this”. I don’t want to lose the pangs of leaving my family because life on the road is better, easier, or more fun. Her response is just another reason why I love her…”don’t worry, I won’t let ya!”. God sure knew what he was doing when me gave me this woman.

As I was cruising down the road, listening to my (recently re-activated) XM Radio, I heard a new song by Mark Shultz. Perfect timing. I like Mark Shultz, but a lot of his songs sound exactly the same. Regardless of my thoughts or reviews, the words to this one are so pure and rich. Since I’m on the road, I can’t download it, and post it. We will have to settle for the words. It’s a nice reminder and message for Valentines Day. May I never forget to “Walk her Home”

Mark Schultz – Walk Her Home
From the album Walk Her Home

Looking back
He sees it all
It was her first date the night he came to call
Her dad said son
Have her home on time
And promise me you’ll never leave her side

The way she laughed, the dress she wore
He’d never felt like this before

Chours:
He was walking her home
And holding her hand
Oh the way she smiled it stole the breath right out of him
Down that old road
With the stars up above
He remembers where he was the night he fell in love
He was walking her home

Ten more years and a waiting room
At half past one
And the doctor said come in and meet your son

His knees went weak
When he saw his wife
She was smiling as she said he’s got your eyes

And as she slept he held her tight
His mind went back to that first night

Chours:

Bridge:
He walked her through the best days of her life
Sixty years together and he never left her side

A nursing home
At eighty-five
And the doctor said it could be her last night

And the nurse said Oh
Should we tell him now
Or should he wait until the morning to find out

But when they checked her room that night
He was laying by her side

Chours:

He was walking her home
And holding her hand
Oh the way she smiled when he said “this is not the end”

Just for awhile,

They were 18
She was still more beautiful to him then anything

He was walking her home

Looking back
He sees it all
It was her first date the night he came to call

He Ain’t the Leavin’ Kind

I love the randomness of iTunes. Last night I was catching up on some work in my home office when I heard this number. I really digg Rascal Flatts. Part of that comes from the Columbus, Ohio roots, but they are just class. Their music is powerful and often borderline spiritual. This one is clearly speaking about Christ. I post the song, then the lyrics. They are right on when they say “He ain’t the leavin’ kind”. Enjoy…


He Ain’t the Leavin’ Kind from the CD “Me and My Gang”

They tried their best to drag him out
Of a courthouse down in montgomery
Now they want to kick him out of school
And take him off our money
They can take those words off of paper and stone
But he aint gone, no

He ain’t the leavin’ kind
He’d never walk away
Even from those who dont believe
And wanna leave him behind
He ain’t the leavin’ kind

She stayed mad at him for a lot of years
For taking her husband
Started losing her faith and thinking that
Her life meant nothin
But when she looks at those kids
She raised all by herself
She knows she had some help
Yeah she knows

He ain’t the leavin’ kind
He’d never walk away
Even from those who don’t believe
And wanna leave him behind
He ain’t the leavin’ kind
No matter what you do

No matter where you go he’s
Always right there
With you
Even from those who don’t believe
And wanna leave him behind
He ain’t the leavin’ kind

He Ain't the Leavin' Kind

I love the randomness of iTunes. Last night I was catching up on some work in my home office when I heard this number. I really digg Rascal Flatts. Part of that comes from the Columbus, Ohio roots, but they are just class. Their music is powerful and often borderline spiritual. This one is clearly speaking about Christ. I post the song, then the lyrics. They are right on when they say “He ain’t the leavin’ kind”. Enjoy…


He Ain’t the Leavin’ Kind from the CD “Me and My Gang”

They tried their best to drag him out
Of a courthouse down in montgomery
Now they want to kick him out of school
And take him off our money
They can take those words off of paper and stone
But he aint gone, no

He ain’t the leavin’ kind
He’d never walk away
Even from those who dont believe
And wanna leave him behind
He ain’t the leavin’ kind

She stayed mad at him for a lot of years
For taking her husband
Started losing her faith and thinking that
Her life meant nothin
But when she looks at those kids
She raised all by herself
She knows she had some help
Yeah she knows

He ain’t the leavin’ kind
He’d never walk away
Even from those who don’t believe
And wanna leave him behind
He ain’t the leavin’ kind
No matter what you do

No matter where you go he’s
Always right there
With you
Even from those who don’t believe
And wanna leave him behind
He ain’t the leavin’ kind

Just The Way You Are

Due to all of the time behind the wheel, I often play this little game in my head (it’s a very scary place…), where I take secular music and think of it in context of faith. Love songs and country western are the best to do this with. Hard core rap….not so much. But I digress….

This one has been one of my favorites. “Just The Way You Are” by Billy Joel. It’s almost like a letter from God. The only real thing I can find is that God does want us to grow and change in our relationship with him. So he doesn’t want us to stay where we are (in terms of faith), but he does accept us….Just the way we are….

Just The Way You Are
The Stranger Released: 1977

Don’t go changing, to try and please me
You never let me down before
Don’t imagine you’re too familiar
And I don’t see you anymore

I wouldn’t leave you in times of trouble
We never could have come this far
I took the good times, I’ll take the bad times
I’ll take you just the way you are

Don’t go trying some new fashion
Don’t change the color of your hair
You always have my unspoken passion
Although I might not seem to care

I don’t want clever conversation
I never want to work that hard
I just want someone that I can talk to
I want you just the way you are.

I need to know that you will always be
The same old someone that I knew
What will it take till you believe in me
The way that I believe in you
.

I said I love you and that’s forever
And this I promise from the heart
I could not love you any better
I love you just the way you are.

In 2007…Hold Fast!

If “Bring the Rain” was the best song off of the Coming Up to Breathe CD by MercyMe. Then “Hold Fast” comes in a close second. I can’t take credit for this video, but someone did an excellent job of putting it together. Always remember –

“What I’ve learned in my life, one thing greater then my strife is his grasp…hold fast”

Goodbye….

This is the one I have been putting off writing for quite a while now. With a new year just a few days away, I figure it’s about time to put it on the web.

One of the drawbacks of being passionate about community, small groups and doing life together is that, well, we do life together. As each of us knows, life doesn’t always come in rainbows and butterflies. There are days when the rain comes and the “grown up stuff” is no longer something our parents are dealing with. I say it’s a drawback, but the truth is that it is also the greatest part of community and doing life together. We don’t go through this alone.

2006 brought that reality in many forms to those we are doing life with. From the inner most circle of friends, to the distant ones we still keep in contact with. Within just a few days of each other we grieved the loss of a friend to cancer and we helped some our closest friends load their moving truck.  There has been talk of others possibly relocating. We have even pondered that real possibility ourselves.

We have rejoiced together, cried together, prayed together, mourned together, sang together, even danced together. In a very Romans 12:15-16 kinda way, we have “rejoiced with those who rejoice and we have mourned with those who mourned”. It is my highest honor to be a part of this community. While we have faced our share of struggle this year, we did it together. Our pain was your pain and your joy was our joy. For that I thank you.

Now that I’m on wordpress.com, I no longer have the ability to post the songs directly in the blog. We will have to settle for the lyrics. This song by Audio Adrenaline puts it better then I can. I say goodbye to 2006 with these words. To our friends, please remember “you know we won’t forget you. You know we never could. And when we said we loved you, you know we meant for good”. We are all richer for having you in our lives.

“Goodbye” by Audio Adrenaline from the CD Adios

You’ll be fine tomorrow
The sun will rise again
It’s never easy to say goodbye
You know I’ll always love you
You know I always will

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
My old friend (my old friend)
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
We’ve reached the end (we’ve reached the end)

I don’t cry for sorrow, I cry with joy
The memories we’ve made can’t be destroyed
You know I won’t forget you
You know I never could
And when I say I loved you
You know I meant for good
You know I’ll always love you
Goodbye

The Legend of Silent Night

Bellau Wood – By Garth Brooks

Oh, the snowflakes fell in silence
Over Belleau Wood that night
For a Christmas truce had been declared
By both sides of the fight
As we lay ther in our trenches
The silence broke in two
By a German soldier singing
A song that we all knew

Though I did not know the language
The song was “Silent Night”
Then I heard my buddy whisper, “All is calm and all is bright”
Then the fear and doubt surrounded me ‘Cause I’d die if I was wrong
But I stood up in my trench And I began to sing along

Then across the frozen battlefield
Another’s voice joined in
Until one by one each man became
A singer of the hymn
Then I thought that I was dreaming
For right there in my sight
Stood the German soldier ‘Neath the falling flakes of white

And he raised his hand and smiled at me
As if he seemed to say
Here’s hoping we both live
To see us find a better way

Then the devil’s clock struck midnight
And the skies lit up again
And the battlefield where heaven stood
Was blown to hell again
But for just one fleeting moment
The answer seemed so clear
Heaven’s not beyond the clouds
It’s just beyond the fear

No, heaven’s not beyond the clouds
It’s for us to find it here

Jesus, Bring the Rain..

rain.jpgA quick “look-see” at the calendar shows that we only have a few weeks left in 2006. I guess I better start passing out some of my end-o-the year awards. I can say without hesitation that the greatest song in my ipod for ’06 is the song “Bring the Rain” by Mercyme. It’s been prophetic at times. It’s healed, comforted and soothed my greatest fears. On more then one occasion it has even moved me to tears.

“Bring me joy, bring me peace. Bring the chance to be free. Bring me ANYTHING that brings you glory. And I know they’ll be days when this life brings me pain. But if that’s what it takes to praise you, Jesus, bring the rain”.

Wow. Take that filter and drop in your struggle, your joy, decisions you are making and battles you are facing. See if it doesn’t bring a different perspective and remind you why it is all happening in the first place. To move it from “mine” to “His” has changed my life. Bring the rain. Whatever it is, I will give you the glory, the honor and the praise.

If you have not picked up “Coming Up To Breathe” by Mercyme, I recommend it as one of the top 5 albums of the year. Great stuff from some great guys.

Our First Conference

Tonight was the first of what is sure to be many “Parent-Teacher Conferences”. Now before you think “the boy” did something wrong, all of the parents were scheduled for their 20 minutes with the teachers. After waiting in the hallway for our turn, my wife and I entered the room and quickly took our seats at the miniature table with his team teachers. Although it was hard to hear with my knees positioned somewhere near my ears due to the small chairs, I am happy to report that he is doing just fine.

I’d be lying if I didn’t admit a bit of apprehension as I looked across the table to see the folder with his name on it. “What’s in that thing” I thought to myself. “What are these two nice ladies that we have entrusted the education of our first born going to tell me about what happens from the time we drop him off, until he comes home at night? It was like my years of “just getting by” in school were rushing before my eyes.

As to not sound like a proud parent, I will skip all of the details. I will however say that I was completely proud of my little man. Not just for the academic things that they shared, but for the social items which were sprinkled in as well. That would be one of the many wishes I have for all of my children, balance. As I was reflecting tonight, I thought back to our car ride over to the school this morning (you didn’t expect me to walk when it was cold did you?). I close with the words that were on the radio by Rascal Flatts. For this is also “my wish”

My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to.

Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small.

You never need to carry more than you can hold.

And while you’re out there getting where you’re getting to

I hope you know somebody loves you

And wants the same thing too

Yeah this, is my wish.

I’m proud of you buddy. Not just for what two teachers told me, but for who you are, who you will become and that I get to be there to see it all!

Remember Who You Are..

I’m sure we all remember the scene from “The Lion King” where Simba see’s the vision of his father in a cloud. The voice calls out and says “Remember who you are”. Well, I guess I just had one of those moments. Before you think I have totally lost it, understand that I didn’t see a cloud, or audibly hear any voices. Yet those words might as well have been spoken. The moment was appropriate enough.

While I was working, I was checking out the new Jeremy Camp CD, “Beyond Measure”. In a quiet moment, I heard the words to a song called “I Am Nothing”. They rang through the office as I played it over and over again.

“I’m always in this place, where the things I seem to take, are the things I wish would fade. I always purpose in my heart to do things the right way, then I realize I’m still clay. And this piece that’s being shaped, will be a beauty you create.”

Remember Who You Are 

I was reminded that I am still clay. Boy am I still clay! I was reminded that there is a lot of work to do. 1 Corinthians 13:2 states that “…if I have faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing“. Even if I have that kind of faith, but lack something like love, patience, forgiveness or let pride, arrogance and bitterness creep in, I am nothing.

“I am nothing without Your love. I’m unworthy but Your death has been enough. I’m completed by Your touch. But I feel like I’ve been given so much.”

Remember who you are

Without God’s grace, I am nothing. The clay is nothing without the potter. Yet we are something! Who are we? We are His creation. We are His joy. We are His masterpiece. We are here for His glory. We are here for His purpose. Somehow, we are worthy of His grace.

Remember who you are

“I Am Nothing” by Jeremy Camp from the CD “Beyond Measure”