Music Ministry

Hey howdy hey, all! In mathematical terms, I have a singing voice exactly like the other singing greats – Luciano Pavarotti, Tony Bennett, Paul McCartney, Frank Sinatra, Brian Doerksen, Justin Bieber...  See, if we take moi and compare me to, say, Elvis Presley (sans jumpsuit, although that’d be freaking awesome!), and

Hey howdy hey, all! So we got a new truck.  I love my new truck.  Not as much as I love God, not as much as I love my wife, and depending on the day not as much as I love my children (I kid, really!), but much love for the

Hey howdy hey, all!! I’ve got gray hairs.  Not one, or two, but a plethora of gray.  What is the plural of gray hair?  A golgotha of gray?  A godzilla of gray?  I digress.  Certainly not over 50% of the cranial cover is off-white, but slowly getting there. Now my beloved children,

Always some ambivalence as I contemplate the Baptism service every year: on the one hand - Joy. Good thing I'm singing anyhow or the rocks and I would be working out three-part harmonies. On the other hand - the littlest twinge of jealousy. This very time of year two and

A big, fat rock-star ego is a terrible thing to have.  It can turn you into a legalist at a moment's notice. A body really needs a 'seeing-eye Person' to navigate around the blindness it causes.  Or maybe that's just

Hey howdy hey, all! I’ve been thinking.  Always a dangerous thing to do, but nevertheless thinking is what I’ve been doing.  And what I’ve been ruminating on is what you, dear reader, might like to hear about.  Why we in Heartsong love playing together?  What songs we plan on playing?  How

The song came grating off the alt-rock station, new to my ear: "What if God was one of us? . . . Just a slob like one of us? . . . Just a stranger on the bus - tryin' to make His way home?" and I went ballistic. The voice had

Hey howdy hey, all! Have you ever been smacked upside the head by inspiration?  Well, dear friends, I was.  The other day at band practice we were discussing my previous blog entry over coffee break # 5 when… SMACK!  Inspiration! Now it could’ve been anything.  The saucy new practice digs at Terri’s

"Who are you?  Who? Who?" Ever wonder if you'd fit in?  Not just in a church, but anywhere?  I certainly have, in fact this used to be one of my biggest worries!  I'm not a psychologist, that's for sure, but I think that wanting to fit in is a pretty normal

Thought I'd check out a local megachurch.  I was basking in the music (which was very well-played), grooving with the crowd, and generally being a very small cog in a big God-machine. Gotta do it sometimes.  Then on comes this video (also very well-done) enumerating the things some folks look