So, I have five minutes before I need to be at the bus stop. I figured it was a perfect opportunity to blog about something.
I started listening to Leeland. There is a cool song that I like called Sound of Melodies. It's pretty. I want to learn it.
Worship music is hard to write. I'm going to try to write more of it though.
I have MSN messenger now. backofffreshman[at]hotmail[dot]com, if you'd like to add me. If I don't know who you are I will blog you, so you know.
Gotta go.
Mara
9.29.2006
Sincerely, Mara the Butterfly at 7:14 AM
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Hey Mara. MSN is great (but addictive!) I hope you have fun with it. I think you know the address, if you want/are permitted, to add me.
You've convinced me to migrate over to Blogger Beta.
http://www.thenewwittenberg.blogspot.com
Also, about worship music being hard to write...I agree. Sometimes I have a thought about God that I'd like to express in a song to Him, but do not know if it's correct. Or I just feel so weighed down in guilt for my own sin that I feel totally unworthy to set pen to paper to the praise of His glory.
It's times like that when we need to remember the Gospel that's set us free! There's no more condemnation for those who love Jesus. None. Nada. De rien de la condemnation (French). I think the words of Martin Luther in a letter he wrote to one of those under his pastoral authority, are poignant:
When the devil throws our sins up to us and declares that we deserve death and hell, we ought to speak thus: "I admit that I deserve death and hell. What of it? Does this mean that I shall be sentenced to eternal damnation? By no means. For I know One who suffered and made satisfaction in my behalf. His name is Jesus Christ, the Son of God. Where he is, there I shall be also.'"
I don't know if any of that is relevant to you. If it isn't, just ignore it. I just thought I would share something that holds me back from writing worship songs, in the hopes that it might help you.
Oh, by the way, I really like Leeland. *grin*
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