The Gift of Music
Paris, Texas boasts one of the few municipal bands in the land. My husband, Russ, played baritone for the band, and he found rehearsals and performances both a challenge and a joy. We enjoyed spending our summer going to the open-air concerts.
An Invitation
You are cordially invited to rest in the arms of the One who loves you the most, to sit at His feet in worship, to partake of His banqueting table, to receive His outrageous blessings, to bask in the glory of His presence, to see the beauty of His holiness and to drink from the well of living waters.
Stopped In Traffic
"Look at that gal talking with her hands," I thought with curiosity. Inquisitive Kathy was at work again, noticing people living life out loud. "Wait a minute, she's not in a discussion, she is doing hand motions. Maybe she is using sign language."
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Hoot Owls and Freebies!
Usually I start my day sitting in my sunroom early in the morning, curled up in my recliner with my coffee and watching the birds, squirrels, chipmunks, rabbits and whatever else may come by! There is a hoot owl that comes every spring, and, throughout the summer his “hoot” greets me in the morning and evening. The soft tones of his voice drift through the early morning breezes as if to say "good morning" and again in the evening, the old fellow's voice drapes the dusk of night and says, "Sleep well." It is such a peaceful sound.
Spirit and Truth
Worship is a topic that pushes a lot of hot buttons in the church today. Is it a style of music? Is it certain instrumentation? Is it the way it makes you feel? I’ve been part of a worship team of some sort for more than two decades and I am sad to say, the debate spans the entire twenty years. Here’s what I have learned.
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