Friday, September 30, 2011
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 puts it like this:
"For everything there is a season,
a time for every activity under heaven.
A time to be born and a time to die.
A time to plant and a time to harvest.
A time to kill and a time to heal.
A time to tear down and a time to build up.
A time to cry and a time to laugh.
A time to grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
A time to search and a time to quit searching.
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
A time to tear and a time to mend.
A time to be quiet and a time to speak.
A time to love and a time to hate.
A time for war and a time for peace."
EMPTY is not an attractive word to me, but it is a word full of possibilities. It’s time to refill the nest for the next season of life.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
On writing songs:
Have you wondered why there is a big yellow legal pad gracing the background on my site? Yellow legal pads often lived on my kitchen counter amongst coffee mugs, lunch boxes, homework and cereal bowls. I had a love affair with yellow legal pads. Their presence was an open invitation to create with my pen and let the thoughts of my heart flow out into songs that would express my hopes, my dreams, and my longings for myself and for those I love.
Not too long ago I became a Mac owner. Sorry, Mac, I love you dearly and would not trade you, but yellow legal pads will always be my first love.