A couple of weeks ago I stumbled on songs by Jeff Bridges I had never heard. Now I know I am an old fart BUT I urge everyone to give them a listen – I have been listening to them almost everyday for a week or so and they are GREAT!
I will try to link to one of them here (be patient).
Although I love everything that Nat King Cole does this one I feel is truly exceptional. I have listened to this one a couple times this morning already.
Enjoy! ! !
I have listened to the Oldies music radio stations for many many many years now and have enjoyed them for the most part. BUT I have noticed that they tend to only play the biggest hits and they get recycled over and over it seems. There is a big part of my fondest memories that I spent listening to and singing the songs that never cracked the top 10. These songs go into the makeup of memories from my past.
As I have grown older – ok ok, old; I have had a lot of chance to reflect on my Christian life and church preference. I have a lot of miscellaneous and probably unfinished thoughts on a lot of churchy things. Fasten your seatbelts and hopefully finish reading this post.
Music, most of todays churches use contemporary music instead of the old hymns I am used to. I tolerate the guitars and drums as long as they are not do loud that you can’t hear the voices; sometimes they are just too overpowering. I do wish they would sprinkle in an old standard once in a while – I would love to sing thing like “The Old Rugged Cross” or “ In The Garden” once in a while.
In the past people would not just say “welcome”, shake your hand and then keep walking. . . because hey there might be a football game on. They would engage you in an actual conversation. Maybe invite new folks to a mid week Bible study or Sunday School or church dinner. And the older church folks would never let a newcomer stand or sit alone.
Church folk would even hand you a religious tract booklet or also something I don’t see anymore, a small New Testament Bible; I still have one I was given back in 1967 when I was leaving to go to Thailand with the Air Force. I am not saying that I always read it faithfully but it has travelled with me all over the world and I still have it and look at it once in a while – it planted the seed in Christianity in my life and I am very grateful for it.
I remember when (60’s) the Pastor would periodically come around for a visit (usually Sunday afternoon) and maybe a meal. That really helped to get to know everyone and not just be a face in a crowd; plus it is nice to get to know the Pastor as a person and not just the guy who preaches. It wouldn’t work for me in my situation as I am the only “churchy” one – but there are many folks who would benefit from it.
In parting, there is one thing I wish I could do is to go into the sanctuary during the week and just sit there in the quiet and think – but in todays world that just isn’t possible. . . . is it?