Herod’s Song and adventures in missing the point
I watched a performance of Herod’s Song from Jesus Christ Superstar. And it got me thinking about some things.
I watched a performance of Herod’s Song from Jesus Christ Superstar. And it got me thinking about some things.
Thinking about youth group in the ’90s got me thinking about what – if any – impact it has on my life today.
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In my post about Todd Bussey’s influence on my life, I said that he will probably shock the world in Florida. That was intentional. Here’s why… In high school, my summers were pretty jam-packed. Thanks to Scouting, we had a trek at Philmont and Summer Camp to look forward to. Marching band consumed many days…
I’m going to be honest here. I’ve been struggling with writing this post for quite some time. I don’t really feel like I have any real answers here. And I like answers. I like to have my posts tied up in a neat little package with a nifty bow to present to you, dear reader….
Both Michael W. Smith and Amy Grant have recorded their own versions of this song. Chris Rice’s recording of the song that he wrote is still my favorite.
Andrew Peterson has an amazing way with words. In Labor of Love, which he wrote for Behold the Lamb of God, he beautifully takes the whole concept of a calm, serene, silent nativity and turns it upside down. Andrew Peterson reminds us that the birth of baby Jesus probably wasn’t as clean and calm as we like…
Heartbroken Angry Sad Frustrated Furious Outraged Confused Afraid Grateful Fearful Worried Dumbfounded Vengeful Infuriated Hateful Heartbroken Heartbroken Heartbroken If you’re like me, these words only scratch the surface of the wide range of emotions experienced in the wake of today’s tragedy. No. Tragedy doesn’t feel like the right word. It isn’t strong enough. But it’s…
I went to a seminar yesterday. It was on the other side of Indy and the seminar started at 9 in the morning. That meant I got to drive on 465 through the morning rush. I had forgotten how much I hate driving the Indy Interstates during the rush hours. Don’t get me wrong. I…