The Sound of Music

Our church is blessed enough to have two places of worship on Sunday mornings.  We have a traditional church service in the sanctuary and then a simultaneous contemporary worship service in the gym.  Chris and I prefer the contemporary service, but, sadly, the gym’s air conditioning unit had to be replaced this summer, and so our church has been meeting as one congregation in the sanctuary for almost two months now. Coincidentally, I have been struggling to hear God’s voice for the past few months, too.  I talk to Him daily,…

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He Sings Because He Cares

(DISCLAIMER:  This website does not condone posting private conversations and/or singing tirades that your spouse instigates on his own free will in the private of your own home without said spouse’s permission.  Disclosing such information as below may result in divorce.) Last night we were sitting on the couch, recovering from our day at the doctor’s office.  We weren’t saying much.  Just curled up on the couch together.  All of a sudden, Chris leans down to my belly and starts to sing softly to the Bean: “Turn around – every…

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Goodbye, Kenny Chesney. Goodbye.

Dear Kenny Chesney, First, let me open the conversation by saying that I love you.  Our relationship over the years has been so important to me, and I wouldn’t give anything for the memories we’ve shared. We had some crazy times in college together.  Friday nights at Ken’s Bar on Tennessee Street at Florida State, playing darts, drinking beer, and singing about Mexico.  And I can’t even count all the Spring Breaks we spent together on some beach somewhere, frozen drinks in hand.  Remember dancing on the bar in Ybor…

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