Happy Easter
Another from the Edbrooke Collective
The great and terrible Friday. The place where the great and terrible God of all creation judges. Where He loves. Where He mercies. Where He graces.
All will be judged. But through the one sent from the Father, we can escape judgement and receive love, mercy and grace.
Reworking of an old John newton (1725) Hymn by the Edbrooke Collective
Just click the play button.
Reworking of a Charles Wesley hymn of worship.
I sang this beautiful hymn yesterday at a large central London church with a few hundred confident, care free singers. It was a more modern version and arrangement than this one and I didn’t realise it was a very old hymn until I tried to track it down to share with you. A modern rendition does not seem to available so here is the oldie but goodie.
Over the Rhine have been a favourite for years but I was unfamiliar with this beautiful song – brooding with sweet surprises.
Spending a season in Ireland at the moment where this absolutely beautiful song apparently comes from. I am many years Irish (I’m old) but only came across this song last year watching The Walking Dead – a metaphor for something important if ever there was one.
Enjoy!
Saw Casting Crowns in New Zealand in 2011 and they were a very impressive bunch of Christian brothers and sisters. We used to sing this song, very beautifully I might add, in church on a Sunday morning in the beautiful city of Hamilton on the River Waikato.
Contemplative, compassionate, compelling – Come thou.
Such a soft spot for The Jayhawks. Haywire. Play it loud. No headphones. Proper loud. Enjoy!
Dear, dear Humbledonkey readers – sorry for taking so long to get back in the game and for the December false start – I actually thought I had cancelled both of those random posts.
Here’s why I have been away:
My Dad passed away in October 2014 and all my energies since have gone on the daily/weekly task of living and surviving, working and being. Bereavement is the funniest thing. Even on your best days, you only have access to so much mental energy. When it’s gone, it’s gone. Blogging requires an abundance of mental energy.
Here’s why I am back.
I like blogging, it helps me get a handle of my own thoughts. And I missed it. I also have a little more mental energy available – not a lot. It’s a bit risky, certainly, but hey what’s the worst that can happen?
So let’s start with some music that is timely and timeless. Timely in that it is a tune to the New Year’s anthem, Auld Lang Syne but these new words by Dunstin Kensrue speak of the timeless eternal Son of the Eternal Father, who created time, entered time, submitted to it, lived, died and rose triumphant o’er the grave and time itself and now lives forever more – the first of a new generation. The resurrected ones.
Enjoy the music, thanks for the warm thoughts and have a good day. More again tomorrow.
As I enter into a long season of personal lament – I give you Finbar Furey (Irish legend) with his own composition from the late 60’s.
This is my wish, my prayer, my hope and my battle.
Spent the weekend in Ireland – Dublin mostly. The sun shone – mostly.
New to me – enjoy
Jesus is for Losers. Provocative title. Provokes me to gratitude. I’m one of Lifes greatest Losers. I cannot tell you how surprised I was and am to be a beneficiary of God’s kindness toward rebel sinners. And the Father chose to show his love for the world by sending the Son (the Incarnation) to die in the place of others (The Atonement) so that rebel sinners could be counted as righteous – perfect (Justification) and go on to lead a life ever seeking to honour God – growing in righteous living, empowered by the Holy Spirit (Sanctification). Theology matters. Losers matter.
Ain’t that the truth. The wonderful Blind Boys of Alabama.