• SOTD

    Song of the Day. Music reflecting the mood of the moment, or sharing a discovery of the day.

    SOTD: “What A Fool Believes” by The Doobie Brothers

    by  • August 16, 2012 • SOTD • 0 Comments

    After reading the lyrics, I finally understand this song now. It totally explains to me what happened. “She had a place in his life… He never made her think twice.” Amazing. “A fool sees what he hopes for.” I guess it’s happened a few times in the world before. — “What A Fool Believes”...

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    SOTD: “Forgiven Not Forgotten” by The Corrs

    by  • August 9, 2012 • SOTD • 0 Comments

    It was nearly 15 years ago that, one evening, I sat in one of the local Flying Star coffee shops visiting with my Aunt Sharon when this song came on in the background music stream. I remember hearing bits of the lyrics and the driving drum bed and was so distracted I excused myself momentarily to find out who this group was. So began my affection for the music of these four Irish siblings.

    So much talent in one family, as showcased here in this video, which was the second single released off of their debut album of the same. The Corrs have had massive success in Britain, Ireland and Australia while experiencing mediocre reception in the U.S. Still, their music has sold over 40 million albums worldwide since 1995.

    Great musicians. Great lyricists. Great music.

    SOTD: “All I Needed To Say” by Michael W. Smith

    by  • July 5, 2012 • SOTD • 0 Comments

    When I was a teenager in high school, Michael W. Smith’s first and second albums provided the background soundtrack for much of my inner life. His ability to translate experiences and feelings into moving music helped me ride through a number of struggles and stressors, from dealing with inadequacy to losing friendships, from choosing to walk with God to coping with possible family tragedies. Fortunately, none of those tragedies panned out. But still, Michael’s music has continued to encourage and inspire me as the years have rolled past, and his early albums have remained fresh and continue to speak to my heart.

    When I was in college, I somehow talked a girl friend into singing this song with me as a duet at an end of the year banquet for our college ministry group. My voice quaked, and I missed some notes, but practicing and singing this song out loud gave it added meaning to me (although, it might have lost some esteem to others there that night…).

    Those of you who know me know that this year has been a year of trying to move on. I am working on it. On a weekend like this one, though, which is prolonged and in which I am spending extra time doing some soul-searching, I still fall back and deal with longing, and the questions that surround losing a loved one. It’s clear that, for them, time has moved on, and I am accepting that more. I think of her less often each week- although she does cross my mind daily.

    To love someone means to accept their ‘Yes’es and ‘No’s, which is what I’ve had to do in this case. I have tried to honor a firm ‘No’, which has been pretty hard. And I have missed a pretty cherished friendship. Still, God is over all things- even the start and end of relationships- and I am also working on accepting that this end has been in His will. We both know Him and seek Him. What better place to park a broken friendship, than in His hands.

    The relationship may be gone, but through prayer, I can still love her. Through Him.

    And keep moving forward. Through Him.

    SOTD: “Turning Home” by David Nail

    by  • June 6, 2012 • SOTD • 0 Comments

    Some days feel like a midnight pause at the single signaled intersection in a sleeping Kansas town. Winds swirl around you like a flood of memories while the sky is broad and heavy and roiling and moist and hoarse, and the wheat silently swaying in the surrounding farm fields whispers the names of longings and loves that have moved on through your life, and you realize you’ve been here before- and you’re not sure if you are coming, or going- or if you will ever get on out of this lonesome place.