
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Psalm 100
Ok, so here is the next song, verbatim from Scripture. Who do you think will be the winner, Isaiah or David?


Sunday, February 19, 2006
Isaiah 40 verses 27-31
Going back in time, and recording songs written by my father has been refreshing for me, and now we are going back again to some songs written by my Father ... in Heaven. We are going back about 3 -- thousand years.
There is something exciting about songs that come directly from the Bible. That's why I chose this song. Learning this is easier than memorizing scripture. And it makes me jealous of all those folks who can sing the psalms in Hebrew. The trace of power that comes through in the English translation of this song is awesome. It is unmistakable evidence of God's provision for us. Try writing something, and see if it is still this vibrant and alive after a thousand years ... enjoy.

There is something exciting about songs that come directly from the Bible. That's why I chose this song. Learning this is easier than memorizing scripture. And it makes me jealous of all those folks who can sing the psalms in Hebrew. The trace of power that comes through in the English translation of this song is awesome. It is unmistakable evidence of God's provision for us. Try writing something, and see if it is still this vibrant and alive after a thousand years ... enjoy.
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Yes, we have a parade ...
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One annotation, that has stuck in my mind, since my post about the hotdog church, was made by the Eritrean cabby that took me to my hotel on Market St. in San Francisco last June. As we passed a group of SF policemen preparing, he said, "The rainbow parade will go by this hotel tomorrow." His accent was thick, he had only been in the states for a year.
Then I asked, "Where you come from, do they have parades for them, in Eritrea? Does the government spend your tax money on security for the parade?" He paused for a moment, glanced back at me, and then responded solemnly, "Yes. We have a parade, but it ends much differently."
You see, there are only six or seven countries in the world that carry the death penalty for homosexual acts, and every one of them justify this punishment with sharia law.
One annotation, that has stuck in my mind, since my post about the hotdog church, was made by the Eritrean cabby that took me to my hotel on Market St. in San Francisco last June. As we passed a group of SF policemen preparing, he said, "The rainbow parade will go by this hotel tomorrow." His accent was thick, he had only been in the states for a year.
Then I asked, "Where you come from, do they have parades for them, in Eritrea? Does the government spend your tax money on security for the parade?" He paused for a moment, glanced back at me, and then responded solemnly, "Yes. We have a parade, but it ends much differently."
You see, there are only six or seven countries in the world that carry the death penalty for homosexual acts, and every one of them justify this punishment with sharia law.
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Sniff kiss and tell
I love to smell the crown of someone's head. Each crown has its own unique smell. -- Robin AtwoodWhen I went a courtin' my wife, it became clear that Vietnamese folks do not kiss on the lips too much. They prefer to smell as they press their nose against the crown of your head, or in your hair, and sniff inhale as they pull back.
The Lord has provided us an abundant variety of ways to be affectionate. People need to understand this! Let's "sniff kiss and tell" everyone about it.
I love my wife :-)
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