So, my artist journey is progressing. I can't wait to introduce my music to you guys. Recorded one song, Nerves, this week. I think its relatable and it will be easy to understand.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Psalm 95:1 *Church House Rocks
Psalm 95:1 *Sing joyful songs to the Lord! Praise the mighty rock where we are safe.
Growing up my parents were really big on their children's education. When my younger brother and I were toddlers, our mother, our first teacher, would wake us up to the sounds of hooked on phonics and we would sit in front of a cassette tape player and learn the sounds and proper pronunciation of the five vowels and the twenty one consonants. At night we would successfully recite our home address and telephone number from memory and legibly write our names before going to sleep. When we were of age to go to school, my mother knew of every homework assignment, test, quiz, and made sure that we were on top of our elementary school game. During the summer, she bought us thick activity books that contained lessons in geography, literature, writing, and math. Everyday, during high noon when it was too hot to play outside, we would have to complete the assigned pages by our mother before doing anything else that day. this was during the age when my brother and I would have rather risked heat stroke than to do school work during summer break.
Even with all this welcomed and forced learning, I had a kryptonite. Math. Yes, I could add and subtract and carry the decimal, but if you asked me what was 3 times 7 you might as well have asked me when was Jesus coming back because I didn't have a clue. My issues with math started when I was about eight years old when my upper elementary class at Renaissance Montessori School began to learn multiplication. My teacher informed my parents that I couldn't move on to division if I couldn't prove that I had learned the 12 multiplication times tables. I was the only one in my class that wasn't catching on; even my younger brother had passed me at this time. So, my parents set out to get me what I needed to learn how to multiply. We tried everything: flash cards, audio cassette tapes, workbooks, re-doing failed homework assignments, in house pop quizzes, but I still couldn't grasp the concept.
Finally, my mother came home one day with a set of video tapes called "School House Rock". One of the tapes focused on grammar teaching about nouns, adjectives, verbs, and conjunct words. They also had catchy little tunes like "Conjunction Junction, what's your function?". The creators of these tapes had found a way to encourage children to learn by giving them confident songs filled with knowledge also providing them with the security that they really knew what they were talking about. Fate would have it that one of the tapes focused solely on multiplication. I got the tape, put it in the tape player and sat myself in front of the television and watched this tape over and over again until i had memorized every song, thus learning all of my times tables. You could ask me what was 3 time 7 and because of the song "3 in the Magic Number" I knew that the answer was 21. Through these songs I was encouraged, confident, secure.
So now, at the age of 22, I find myself wondering what songs can I use to remind me that I am not alone? That this thing called life really isn't as hard as I'm making it out to be and even if it is, shouldn't there be a song to remind me that there is something, someone, that can encourage me and give me confidence and security? Shouldn't there be somewhere where I can go where I don't have to be afraid of falling, or pain, or when i feel like giving up isn't there someone who will be strong for me? Isn't there a ROCK that I can go to?
In the bible, there are stories of when a rock came to the rescue. One in particular was when Moses had led God's Hebrew children out of Egypt and into the wilderness (Exodus 17). They had been traveling in the wilderness and they became thirsty so God, through his servant, Moses, produced water from a rock, quenching the thirst of the weary, complaining travelers. David, a hard playing, singing, Shepard boy, was called upon by God and King Saul to defend his country against the Philistines and their champion, Goliath (1 Samuel 17). Instead of using heavy, distracting armor, he found 5 smooth stones, rocks, and used them to defeat Goliath and save his kingdom. Fast forwarding in history, crossing the Atlantic Ocean, there were a group of puritans traveling from a corrupt kingdom in hopes of finding a new home to serve God in better strength. The voyage had killed many of them and it seemed like the trip was void, but low and behold the landed on Plymouth Rock. There they met the natives of the land where they learned how to survive and live. Yes, rocks have been the centerpieces of a rescue mission, they have been heroes.
Going back to the scripture, it to Praise the mighty rock where we are safe. Biblical studies tell us that the Lord, Jesus, is a the Rock. Hymns like "The Church's One Foundation" explains that the Church was built on the foundation of Jesus Christ. If you have ever seen a house or a building being built, you'll notice that the builders lay a cement foundation. Cement is a mixture of small pebbles bound together by tar, oils, and water. When all these particles bind together and harden they become rock solid. The builders are now able to build on top of this foundation a sturdy a stable building that will not fall in the face of winds, rains, or snow. Just like Jesus's bride, the Church, will not crumble because she is built and settled a top of her husband, Jesus, the Rock. Praise the mighty Rock where we are safe.
The scripture also tells us that we should Sing a joyful song unto the Lord. Well, when it come to praising the Lord, my Rock, I have a whole playlist to chose from. One in particular is "Jesus is a ROCK in a weary land. A shelter in a time of storm." "ROCK of ages, cleft for me, let me hide myself in thee." "My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus blood and righteousness. I dare not trust the sweetest frame, but wholly lean on Jesus name. On Christ the solid ROCK I stand, all other ground is sinking sand."
Your foundation alone may be breaking and shaking, but if your faith is built on God, stand on His word, trust in Him, hide yourself in Him, then you will be safe.
PRAISE THE MIGHTY ROCK WHERE WE ARE SAFE!!!
Growing up my parents were really big on their children's education. When my younger brother and I were toddlers, our mother, our first teacher, would wake us up to the sounds of hooked on phonics and we would sit in front of a cassette tape player and learn the sounds and proper pronunciation of the five vowels and the twenty one consonants. At night we would successfully recite our home address and telephone number from memory and legibly write our names before going to sleep. When we were of age to go to school, my mother knew of every homework assignment, test, quiz, and made sure that we were on top of our elementary school game. During the summer, she bought us thick activity books that contained lessons in geography, literature, writing, and math. Everyday, during high noon when it was too hot to play outside, we would have to complete the assigned pages by our mother before doing anything else that day. this was during the age when my brother and I would have rather risked heat stroke than to do school work during summer break.
Even with all this welcomed and forced learning, I had a kryptonite. Math. Yes, I could add and subtract and carry the decimal, but if you asked me what was 3 times 7 you might as well have asked me when was Jesus coming back because I didn't have a clue. My issues with math started when I was about eight years old when my upper elementary class at Renaissance Montessori School began to learn multiplication. My teacher informed my parents that I couldn't move on to division if I couldn't prove that I had learned the 12 multiplication times tables. I was the only one in my class that wasn't catching on; even my younger brother had passed me at this time. So, my parents set out to get me what I needed to learn how to multiply. We tried everything: flash cards, audio cassette tapes, workbooks, re-doing failed homework assignments, in house pop quizzes, but I still couldn't grasp the concept.
Finally, my mother came home one day with a set of video tapes called "School House Rock". One of the tapes focused on grammar teaching about nouns, adjectives, verbs, and conjunct words. They also had catchy little tunes like "Conjunction Junction, what's your function?". The creators of these tapes had found a way to encourage children to learn by giving them confident songs filled with knowledge also providing them with the security that they really knew what they were talking about. Fate would have it that one of the tapes focused solely on multiplication. I got the tape, put it in the tape player and sat myself in front of the television and watched this tape over and over again until i had memorized every song, thus learning all of my times tables. You could ask me what was 3 time 7 and because of the song "3 in the Magic Number" I knew that the answer was 21. Through these songs I was encouraged, confident, secure.
So now, at the age of 22, I find myself wondering what songs can I use to remind me that I am not alone? That this thing called life really isn't as hard as I'm making it out to be and even if it is, shouldn't there be a song to remind me that there is something, someone, that can encourage me and give me confidence and security? Shouldn't there be somewhere where I can go where I don't have to be afraid of falling, or pain, or when i feel like giving up isn't there someone who will be strong for me? Isn't there a ROCK that I can go to?
In the bible, there are stories of when a rock came to the rescue. One in particular was when Moses had led God's Hebrew children out of Egypt and into the wilderness (Exodus 17). They had been traveling in the wilderness and they became thirsty so God, through his servant, Moses, produced water from a rock, quenching the thirst of the weary, complaining travelers. David, a hard playing, singing, Shepard boy, was called upon by God and King Saul to defend his country against the Philistines and their champion, Goliath (1 Samuel 17). Instead of using heavy, distracting armor, he found 5 smooth stones, rocks, and used them to defeat Goliath and save his kingdom. Fast forwarding in history, crossing the Atlantic Ocean, there were a group of puritans traveling from a corrupt kingdom in hopes of finding a new home to serve God in better strength. The voyage had killed many of them and it seemed like the trip was void, but low and behold the landed on Plymouth Rock. There they met the natives of the land where they learned how to survive and live. Yes, rocks have been the centerpieces of a rescue mission, they have been heroes.
Going back to the scripture, it to Praise the mighty rock where we are safe. Biblical studies tell us that the Lord, Jesus, is a the Rock. Hymns like "The Church's One Foundation" explains that the Church was built on the foundation of Jesus Christ. If you have ever seen a house or a building being built, you'll notice that the builders lay a cement foundation. Cement is a mixture of small pebbles bound together by tar, oils, and water. When all these particles bind together and harden they become rock solid. The builders are now able to build on top of this foundation a sturdy a stable building that will not fall in the face of winds, rains, or snow. Just like Jesus's bride, the Church, will not crumble because she is built and settled a top of her husband, Jesus, the Rock. Praise the mighty Rock where we are safe.
The scripture also tells us that we should Sing a joyful song unto the Lord. Well, when it come to praising the Lord, my Rock, I have a whole playlist to chose from. One in particular is "Jesus is a ROCK in a weary land. A shelter in a time of storm." "ROCK of ages, cleft for me, let me hide myself in thee." "My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus blood and righteousness. I dare not trust the sweetest frame, but wholly lean on Jesus name. On Christ the solid ROCK I stand, all other ground is sinking sand."
Your foundation alone may be breaking and shaking, but if your faith is built on God, stand on His word, trust in Him, hide yourself in Him, then you will be safe.
PRAISE THE MIGHTY ROCK WHERE WE ARE SAFE!!!
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