Tag: music

I live in a house of musicians, but we all like different music. Well, I like different music. My husband and kids like that heavy stuff with words that can’t be understood. I call it “angry music.” Music I can sing to is what I like. Give me instrumental music anytime! A few years ago, […]

As I considered the word harmony, I searched for other times I had focused on this idea. This poem, published in Where Dreams Abide, is the result of that search. It reminds me that even when we are uncertain about what plans God has for us, we can be united in our goal to follow […]

While at one of my son’s guitar lessons this week, I overheard his teacher tell him to focus on one measure at a time and not to look ahead. As a big picture-planning person, I memorize weekly patterns and routines. I anticipate the trouble spots. I note the rests not to be ignored. But, I […]

Psalm 95:2 NIV Let us come before him with thanksgiving     and extol him with music and song. Hebrews 10:25 NIV [Let us ] not giving up meeting together,…but encouraging one another…. 1 Peter 3:8, 9b Finally, all of you, be like-minded, be sympathetic, love one another, be compassionate and humble….because to this you were […]

My brother and I sang a duet of Mosie Lister’s “All of Me.” It was our first time singing together. He was reticent at first. He is far more comfortable accompanying on the piano. The range of the song concerned me a little. Singing a high “D” is not as natural as it used to be. […]

Today was a Renaissance Day. We studied Giotto, listened to music, and read The Shakespeare Stealer. I entered my equivalent of a tavern–a local coffee shop–with my twenty-first century quill and parchment–my laptop–and revelled in my bardic life.

This morning I sang “‘Til the Storm Passes By” by Mosie Lister with my brother accompanying me on the piano. While rehearsing, I was nervous, my voice cracking. I imagined myself where I sing my best–singing lullabies to my children. I remembered sitting on the piano bench next to my grandma, singing on Saturday afternoons. God made […]