For me, 2016 started with death, it has been punctuated by death, and my most prominent memory of the close of the year, will also be of death. Continue reading
It had been a damn tough 24 hours. Within that time, I had been given a few difficult bits of news and I was emotionally pretty much running on empty. So, I just stayed in the side office where I took that last piece of news and re-read Psalm 23 a few times. This isn’t to say that I have all my ducks in a row – not by a long shot, but after a final kick to my emotional testicles, I needed something. Continue reading
The link popped up a few times on my Facebook feed, so I watched it. Once my eyes had dried, I figured I’d re-blog it here for both of you. I was going to tell you where the fun happens, but it’s only just over 10 minutes long, so I reckon you can spare that long – it’s anyway better than 10 minutes of cats stuck in boxes. Continue reading
That’s about the only word I can find for this.
Once in while, you come across something which just grabs you. A work of art, piece of music or a picture. Maybe it’s the progression of chords in a song, the way melodies interact with each other. The work of art could be an old oil painting from an artist long gone which captures an expression or scene, or it could be a spontaneous picture you stumble across on the internet. For whatever reason, we are captivated and something in our soul is awakened and time stands still.
Music plays a big role in the church service. Familiar hymns and songs can help us connect to God. Soft background music welcomes us in the building, or covers the throat clearing during communion, but I wonder what we see when we look at the musicians?