Thursday, December 15, 2016

Green Eyes ARE Really Cool Looking...

This past week, my son and I were riding along listening to some radio personality comment on the top trends and artists of 2016.  I was pretty much clueless to who/what he was talking about.  This didn't surprise me--I lost all sense of pop culture trends about a year into our second child's young life.  There were way too many other distractions going on around us to keep up with people and trends on the fringes of our reality.  I did think it was interesting when my son commented, "I have no idea what he is talking about.  I stopped being able to keep up with all that stuff somewhere around 2014."

He is thirteen.

He comment struck me as funny somehow, and it got me to thinking about the overwhelming barrage of information that people are hit with now.  Social media and 24/7 access have become the very sad normal.  And while I have made very conscious decisions to limit my exposure--my brain simply can not handle and process all that info productively--I am aware that there are people and books and ideas that are out there that are good and edifying and worth my time.  I just haven't discovered them yet.

One such author is Max Davis, who has been blowing and going and publishing for over 20 years now.  That sounds about right for people to have missed showing up on my radar.  In case you are not familiar with him, here is a quick overview--

Max Davis is the author of over 20 published books and has been featured in USA Today and Publishers Weekly and has appeared on The Today Show and The 700 Club. He holds degrees in Journalism and Biblical Studies and is a much sought-after speaker for churches and organizations worldwide. He and his wife, Alanna, live on 50 beautiful acres in Greenwell Springs, Louisiana.



I have been reading his latest book, When Jesus was a Green-Eyed Brunette.  The title intrigued me, but I was more interested in the subtitle--'Loving People Like God Does'.  THIS is a topic that transcends time and space and pop culture trends.  What does this look like for a middle aged frazzled mom?  What does it look like for a society that keeps its head down but has thumbs constantly in motion?  What about for the 75 year old who is navigating living alone for the first time in ever?

This book has Max Davis telling stories--short, easily digestible chapters of insights and stories and people and places that he has known or learned about in his life and travels.  He throws in all manner of old school (and new school) references and people I have admired over the years, which serve as a reminder of how my own experiences and info gathering adventures are part of a story that is bigger than me or my own family.  There are big ideas and calls to action that seem to resonate even more when all around me I am aware of how loving people like God does require actually loving people, and not just liking their status or pretty filtered pictures.

The official book info--

When Jesus Was a Green-Eyed Brunette weaves heartwarming and miraculous stories of Jesus showing up in ordinary people, revealing that He knows us and is fully present in our everyday circumstances, especially in our difficulties. Those hurting and weary from worn-out religion are longing for a fresh touch from the living Jesus. Best-selling author Max Davis challenges us to do more than simply receive God’s grace—we need to allow grace to soften, change, and shape us. As you read this book you will laugh, cry, and come face-to-face with the living Jesus, much like Davis did, when he found Him living in a green-eyed brunette. As Davis puts it, “Jesus is very much alive today and still does incredible things—sometimes supernatural things—through us!”


There is more info about Mr. Davis and his new book here.

I also have a copy of When Jesus was a Green-Eyed Brunette to giveaway right here.  For a chance to win, leave a comment by Monday, December 19, telling about what your favorite green colored item is, or the funniest TV/movie brunette you like/remember.  How is that for random?








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Saturday, December 3, 2016

Another Merry Christmas--music

I LOVE listening to Christmas music.  Some of my earliest holiday memories involve singing and dancing in the living room while listening to a vinyl 'All Star Country Christmas' record playing in the background.  One of my favorite songs from the record was 'I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus', which was amusing but a little disturbing to my preK imagination.

I was a sucker for singing chipmunks wanting a hula hoop, and hearing about Grandma's tragic encounter with that reindeer.  The Charlie Brown song still sets off a reaction of dancing side to side like the little curly headed twins that were part of the Christmas pageant (I was and remain a girl with hopelessly naturally curly hair.)

When I started driving, a new music component was added to the mix--cassette tapes.  I usually liked to listen to the radio when driving (with the windows down and the T-top open), but every now and then a trip to the mall right after babysitting would line up just right, and I would purchase a tape.  And then proceed to play that tape over and over and over in my little red Civic.

I don't remember the FIRST tape I bought--I was a huge fan of mix tapes, and had plenty of them.  However, I do remember buying the Beach Boys Christmas tape and Amy Grant's 'Tennessee Christmas' tape at the same time (it must have been a GOOD babysitting gig beforehand), and quickly fell in love with Amy Grant's tape in particular.  The tape is long gone, and I don't remember the specific songs, other than the title song, but I do remember playing it over and over, and getting all kinds of feels from it.  Seriously, who would even think of choosing the parades and New Year's Eve tans of California over another tender Tennessee Christmas, where to love circles around me, like the gifts around the tree...?

That was over 30 years ago.  (You have GOT to be kidding me!)  I still love listening to Christmas music.  While my kids listen exclusively to digital music on whatever little rectangle devices are in vogue, I still prefer hard copies, and have graduated from tapes to CDs.  I have seen holiday music trends come and go, and tend to gravitate to old school (Rat Pack, Tony Bennett/duets, Dolly and Kenny).  Needless to say, I was very excited to realize that Amy Grant has released another Christmas album, this one also called 'Tennessee Christmas'.

The first track immediately took me back THERE--the back roads and lakes and friends I grew up with.  A good place.  The song itself is slightly different, but not in a bad or distracting way for folks who loved the original.  And sadly, it brings to the forefront images of the massive destruction of eastern Tennessee by wildfires that are currently still raging..

The next 12 tracks are an eclectic combination of songs with different feels and sounds and genres.  I get the feeling that Amy Grant and the makers of this album just sat around and said, "OK, what are some of our favorite songs that we sing at Christmas time?  'O Come, All Ye Faithful'?--Check.  'White Christmas'?--Sure.  And don't forget "Baby, It's Cold Outside'."

My favorite songs are some of the ones that Amy Grant wrote herself, and that were new to me.  'Melancholy Christmas' kind of has a depressing feel about it (with lyrics about posting on social media and wondering if you will get any 'likes'), but was very real and raw.  Christmas may be commercially promoted as all happiness and bows, but that is not the reality for so many that struggle with all the feelings that Christmas can bring up.

And "Another Merry Christmas'?  Oh, my goodness.  Simply beautiful.

Mary's in a nursing home
She puts her favorite records on
Reminds her of the years long gone
Another Merry Christmas

Billy's home from overseas
The pride of his whole family
Still fights a war that no one sees
Another Merry Christmas

It's happy and sad
The good and the bad
Someone's up, someone's barely hanging on
It's everything all at once
If we're honest enough
Everybody wants to be loved

Every year on Christmas Eve
Jill hangs four stockings
Now just three
Wonders if there'll ever be
Another Merry Christmas

Our painted old nativity
Is fragile like the lives we lead
Silently reminding me
God is with us

Another Merry Christmas 

I think this CD is a keeper.  

I THINK most of the audio tracks are available on YouTube.  This is a link to the second song, 'To Be Together'













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Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Messing Up

From March 2011

I think one of the most difficult parts of being a parent for me is dealing with 3 kids who have tunnel vision.  They only see events and circumstances in terms of how it affects them, which is often at odds with the overall big picture for the family.  Most of the time they just can't seem to grasp that the plans and decisions my husband and I make for them are not some master scheme to make their lives more difficult and less fun, but are truly part of something bigger and better for them in the long run.  They complain and whine and argue more than I ever thought any children of mine ever would.  Seriously, those kinds of kids were the products of bad parenting and uninvolved parents, right?  Judge not...

Which brings me to my Bible reading for today.  My new Bible has a reading from the Old Testament, the New Testament, Psalms and Proverbs every day, and each of the passages for today all pointed to stories of misinformed, bad judgment making, often whiny people who made bad decisions because they didn't see the bigger picture--that life is not all about them. 

The Old Testament story was from the book called Numbers.  It tells of a time when Moses and the Isrealites have been away from Egypt for over a year, but still not in the Promised Land that they were headed toward.  God had been using this time to give very specific details and instructions about what He required from each of His people, because He knew that they had to be prepared physically, mentally, and spiritually for when they actually went to the Promised Land, otherwise they would accept and follow the customs of the people who were already there.  Th0se people had their own ideas about gods and worship, which did not include the true God.  God, knowing the big picture, was getting them ready.  But the Isrealites, what did they do?  They complained.  A lot.  Today the complaint was about not having meat.  "Oh, Moses.  We are so hungry!  We never have anything good like we used to--fish, onions, melons.  You know, when we had it so good and easy in Egypt (You know, when we were SLAVES!).  All we have is manna, manna, manna--all day long."  Even Moses got in on the complaining:  "Why me, God?  Why do I have to deal with these whiny people?  I don't know why you have made them MY problem, God.  Can't you just give them meat and be done with it?".  My reading ended with God about to go off.  Seriously, had Moses never heard the story of Job?  It's supposed to be the oldest recorded story in the Bible, happening long before Moses was even born.  Did he not know that there are times when it is best to just back off?  And, for that matter, why have my kids not learned the same thing about me yet?

The next reading is one of the saddest in the whole Bible for me.  Jesus has been telling His disciples for several days that He is about to be killed, but they aren't getting it.  They happen to be having a meal when a lady comes in and breaks a jar of expensive perfume and pours it on Jesus.  I mean, picture it:  meals were definitely segregated by gender at that time, and in busts this girl (reportedly a 'bad girl' at that) who starts pouring stuff all over one of the men.  There is a lot of symbolism and backstory here, but the focus is on Judas's reaction.  He wasn't the only one that was angry. Several others went off on the lady, basically calling the whole thing wasteful and inappropriate.  Judas took the stance that it was a waste of money and that it could have been sold and the money given to the poor.  I've heard several commentators say that Judas probably really meant this, and wasn't just being goody-goody.  He was the disciple in charge of the group's money, which probably meant he was the most trustworthy of the twelve, so he would be the one with the most insight as to their finances and responsibilities.  He knew that the Passover was the next day and that there wasn't even any money to cover a place to have the meal together, much less the mandatory food involved.  By the way, Jesus took care of that problem just a few verses later...

So, this is the breaking point for Judas.  He leaves that meal and immediately goes to turn Jesus in.  This latest scene is just further proof for Judas that Jesus is not who He says He is, and that He has lost His mind.  When I was little, I just thought of Judas as the bad guy in this story.  The older I get, though, I see this disillusioned man who truly loved Jesus and believed in His vision--up to a point.  When Jesus's teaching became too impractical, he just couldn't follow through.  This is the lure of and disillision of money.  We can become so imprisoned to it that we lose sight of what really matters in God's economy, an economy that makes no sense in a world focused on 'stuff' instead of people and relationships.  I don't think Judas was money or power hungry.  I think he just didn't see the big picture, only his perception of it.

And then there is David.. King David.  He decided that he didn't have enough wives and concubines to satisfy his needs when he noticed a lady named Bathsheba.  The problem was that Bathsheba was already married.  Well, I guess it wasn't too big of a problem for David, because he brought her over anyway, and when she came up pregnant, he just had her husband killed.  David had lived a life full of God's presence and provision, and truly loved Him, but at this point had become too big for his own britches, so to speak.  He had forgotten that there are boundaries that God had placed on his life, until God sent a man named Nathan to remind him.  This Psalm is one of my favorites, because it shows David's brokenness about what all he has done, and his need for God to make him right again.

Create in me a clean heart, O God. 
Renew a loyal spirit within me.
Do not banish me from your presence,
and don't take your Holy Spirit from me.

Restore to me the joy of your salvation,
and make me willing to obey you.

I love that last line:  and make me willing to obey you.  David got it.  He had messed up and only God could make that right.  He was restored.  Moses got it.  It took him a little longer and he still didn't make the wisest of decisions at times.  He didn't get to see the Promised Land, but he was restored.  And Judas--well, this one is tragic.  He did betray Jesus, and the weight of it all caused him to kill himself.  He couldn't get past what he had done, and didn't believe God enough to know that he could have been restored, too.

Three stories.  Three different outcomes.  All serve as reminders and examples that only God has the big picture in mind, and even when I don't understand the circumstances, He's got my back and wants what is best for me.  Maybe my kids aren't the only ones with tunnel vision issues.
                                                                    

 (taken from Numbers 11, Mark 14, and Psalm 51)

Monday, November 9, 2015

Being Mad at God

A re-post -- from February 2011

Today while I was driving from one appointment to another, I heard a radio interview that has really stayed with me.  It featured a lady named Rebecca Alonzo, and she was telling the story of her childhood that is detailed in her new book, The Devil in Pew Number Seven.  Her father was the pastor of a small church in North Carolina when she was a young child, and the thorn in his side was one of the men who attended his church, Mr. Watts.  Mr. Watts had ruled the church and the town with an iron fist until the new pastor came to town, and began a campaign to get rid of him from the very beginning.  When this didn't immediately happen, Mr. Watts began to stalk and harrass the family, to the point of bombing their house several times.

One day, Mr. Watts encouraged a neighbor to attack the pastor and his family, and on Easter Sunday, the neighbor walked in to the family dinner and shot Rebecca's parents.  She was 7 years old.  Her mother died immediately, and her father suffered injuries that ultimately led to his death a few years later.  Rebecca went on to tell what happened after that, with her and her brother going to live with her aunt, the subsequent trial with minimal punishment, and her intense confusion and anger with God.  It was a devastating story.  But then she made this statement, "I got to the point where I realized I needed God MORE than I needed to be mad at God".  Wow.  I know many adults that never come to this realization, and their life circumstances aren't nearly as tragic.  She was a teenager at the time, and has written this book in part to help others who find themselves in the same cycle of fear, anger, and confusion.  Yes--bad things happen, even tragic things.  Believers aren't immune to that.  At all.  And sometimes, just realizing that these things matter to God can make all the difference.  No, they might not change the circumstances, but they can change the outlook.

It's OK to be angry about circumstances, and I think it is even OK to be angry at God.  He understands and can handle it.  But how tragic it is when a person stays in that place, and remains distant from God because of it.

"I got to the point where I realized I needed God MORE than I needed to be mad at God".

You can read more of Rebecca's story at http://www.thedevilinpewnumberseven.com/

Monday, December 15, 2014

May we all be rebels like that

I don't know about you, but the Christmas season around here can be a bit stressful.  There are the all of the additional events and activities that pop up all month long, but then you have the cooking and shopping and wrapping and ...

Each year I TRY to keep a focus on the whole reason for the season, especially with my kids.  I do a pretty decent job of that.  Well, kind of.  I do have the best of intentions, though.  Sometimes we do a cursory run through Advent activities, and I have a special book I read to the youngest each year.  Some years we even finish that book before Easter/summer/beginning of school.

One thing that I struggle with, though, is keeping the season fresh and focused for ME.  Sure, there are lots of books and blogs and various reading materials out there.  They saturate many of the bookstores I frequent, but quite frankly, most of them are pure fluff with a pretty red book cover.  Not that there is anything wrong with that, but it just doesn't do it for me, so I generally pass.

Then I read a blurb for a new book that was available to review, and almost passed on it because 1.  I don't have time to read anything, much less a fluff book, and 2.  I hate that so many of my very limited posts these days are review posts.  I decided to bite the bullet, though, and see what this new offering was all about.

Oh, my.

Watch for the Light English



Watch For The Light--Reading for Advent and Christmas, a new book by Plough Publishing House, is a compilation of writings/essays/thoughts from 55 people, spanning a period of hundreds of years.  People like Henri Nouwen, Thomas Aquinas, Madeleine L'Engle, Karl Barth, Brennan Manning, Bonhoeffer, Philip Yancey (my favorite), and Dorothy Day are each assigned a day, from the beginning of Advent until Epiphany (January 6) to give their take on the history and heart and timelessness of the birth of Jesus.


 
From the introduction:

Even we who genuinely love Christmas often lose sight of its point.  How many of us, content with familiar traditions and feelings of goodwill, forget the dank stable, the cold night, the closed door of the inn?  How many of us share the longing of the ancient prophets, who awaited the Messiah with aching intensity thousands of years before he was born?

We miss the essence of Christmas unless we become, in the words of Eberhard Arnold, "mindful of how Christ's birth took place."  Once we do, we will sense immediately that Advent marks something momentous:  God's coming into our midst.  That coming is not just something that happened in the past.  It is a recurring possibility here and now.  And thus Advent is not merely a commemorative event or an anniversary, but a yearly opportunity for us to consider the future, second Advent-the promised coming of God's kingdom on earth.

More than any other time that I have added supplementary readings to the Christmas story, THIS book has reached into a place for me that has often had to be manufactured--reflection and wonder.  There is power in obtaining a glimpse into the hearts of people, many long gone, whose journeys have uncovered different types of insights into the God story.


One day, after finishing one of the readings for the day, and doing a little wikipedia research about the author that I had never heard of before, I realized something very intriguing--most of these people were rebels.  Or at least not understood or appreciated during their lifetimes.  The very words I was reading would have been considered too unsanitized for the cultural sensitivities of their day.  They would have been ridiculed or ostracized by both the secular culture AND the religious structures of their day.  But (and here is the beauty of it) they would have been embraced by the very God they contemplated.


I just love that.


And I really love this book.  It is a keeper.  You should check it out, too.  You can find more info about it here.







Disclaimer:  I received a copy of this book from Handlebar Central for review purposes.  No other compensation was received.

Friday, July 18, 2014

Being Metaphorically Rich in Family and Friends





 Not too long ago, I ran across a folder of old writing assignments from high school.  They included stories of Care Bears and unicorns, as well as my favorite, called 'Soap Opera Society', in which I do a pretty impressive treatise of class structure based on soap opera characters.  A future blog post, perhaps?



Anyway, I found this essay about my mom, dated 10/31/85.  Now, I might be completely crazy, but I don't remember feeling this much teenage angst about my mom.  But, being the mom of a couple of teenagers myself, I realize she may remember it as much worse than this.  It did make me laugh, though, and decided to post it here for moms with angsty kids everywhere.





                                                                 Her Shining Face

Sure, there are times when I feel I can't stand her (Wow...).  Sometimes, I just want to yell at her and tell her to leave me alone.  I get flusterated (yep, that is the word I used.  Don't know if I was trying to cute, or if I was just clueless) when she tries to make me as perfect as she can.  But, I still love her with all my heart, even through the rough times.
 
My mother wants the best for me.  She doesn't mean to be pushy, but at times she is.  She gets on to me for my grades, my clothes, or some other little thing, and sometimes I just blow up (I remember NO blowups.  That's my story and I'm stickin' to it).  I don't even stop to consider what would happen if one day she wasn't around for me when I needed her.  I seldom think of all the time, money, and most of all, love that she spends on not only me, but the rest of my family as well.

My mother is the one who encourages me to be the best I can be.  Sometimes, though, I become discouraged because I don't think I can achieve what she knows I can.  If it hadn't been for my mother, I would never have made it through Junior Miss, and I certainly would not have won first alternate or the scholastic award (and most definitely not the award for highest ticket sales, since she sold them for me at work.  And, yes, there was actually a trophy for that).  She motivated me into wanting to win.  It wasn't something she wanted for herself, but for me.  It was when I realized this that I finally felt I had a chance. (I think she saw the writing on the wall a few hours before the competition, though, when I told her how I responded to one of the pre-interview questions--"Are you rich?".  My answer, "No.  I don't even have a job".  I don't think they wanted such a literal answer--LOL).

I'll never forget what my mother did for me during Junior Miss (wow, enough about Junior Miss, already!), or all the other little things she does that I know will continue.  I only hope that even when times are bad, I'll be able to see her shining face to pull me through.


Isn't she lovely?

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

In Spite of Flaws and Tackiness*

Sing your praise to the Lord
Come on everybody
Stand up and sing one more hallelujah
Give your praise to the Lord
I can never tell you
Just how much good that it's
Gonna do you just to

Sing aloud
The song that someone is dying to hear,
Down in the maddening crowd
As you once were before you heard the song
You gotta let them know
The truth is alive to shine upon the way
So maybe they can go
Sing your praises once more
                                                                    --lyrics by Rich Mullins

The very first 'contemporary Christian' song I ever heard was in the summer of 1984.  I remember it very well because I was in Fort Worth for the National Acteens Convention, waiting for one of the sessions to begin.  A song began to blare out of the stadium speakers that amazed me.  We all listened to a new artist singing a new song, in a most definitely new way.  By the end of that week, we were all fans of a young singer named Amy Grant and her song, 'Sing Your Praise to the Lord'.


Several years later, I learned that particular song, and many others that I had discovered and come to love in college, were written by a man named Rich Mullins.  His music fascinated me. I don't even know the best way to describe it, but it was different.  Contemplative, yet edgy.  Fun, but not fluffy.  The radio stations would only play one or two of his songs, so to REALLY get to the meaty stuff, I would have to get the cassette tapes and play them over and over.


At some point, I somehow learned bits and pieces of background info--he was kind of hippie like with daddy issues.  He didn't care a bit about making money, and did not like or appreciate the music establishment at all.  He lived on a Native American reservation somewhere for a while.  He died in a car accident way too soon in the mid-1990s.  A more official biography puts it this way:

Singer and songwriter Richard Wayne “Rich” Mullins was best known for his worship song “Awesome God” which has been embraced as modern classics by many Christians. His music has been covered by many artists, including Caedmon’s Call, Amy Grant, Jars of Clay, Michael W. Smith, Third Day, John Tesh, and Hillsong United. Mullins’ musical career formally began with Zion Ministries in the late 1970s, where he wrote music and performed with a band called Zion.  Mullins first solo hit, “Awesome God,” appeared on his third album and brought his music to a wider audience. Rich Mullins was inducted into the Hall of Fame by the Gospel Music Association (GMA) on April 29, 2014.


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He has been gone for many years, but his music continues to speak to me on a much deeper level than anything being played and promoted today. He remains one of my favorite artists, regardless of genre. So, I was excited to have the chance to review (and GIVEAWAY) a DVD of a new movie based on Rich Mullins' life that is being released soon, called Ragamuffin. Again, the official version:



RAGAMUFFIN is based on the life of Rich Mullins, a musical prodigy who rose to Christian music fame and fortune only to walk away and live on a Navajo reservation. An artistic genius, raised on a tree farm in Indiana by a callous father, Rich wrestled all of his life with the brokenness and crippling insecurity born of his childhood. A lover of Jesus and a rebel in the church, Rich refused to let his struggles with his own 
darkness tear him away from a God he was determined to love. As he 
struggled with success in Nashville and depression in Wichita, Rich desired most of all to live a life of honest and reckless faith amidst a culture of religion and conformity.

It was intriguing to me to see how he would be portrayed, so I signed on.

My favorite parts were in the second half of the movie that included Rich's introduction to and relationship with Brennan Manning. I had never even heard of Manning until a couple of years ago, but he continues to be a fascinating figure to me. Their interactions remind me of the messiness of trying live in authentic relationship with God as well as with other people, especially with people who continue to struggle again and again and again with the same issues (including ourselves). It was a reminder that people don't have to have it all together to have fellowship with God--this was always such a key aspect of his work.


I think Ragamuffin did a good job of capturing the angst that followed Rich Mullins, as well as some of the mindset and motivation behind his lyrics. I am not certain how this will play out with a movie audience that is currently unfamiliar with him. Will they 'get' Rich Mullins in the same way that I, and so many like me, did back in the day? Will the characteristics that made him so charismatic and relatable come through? I am not sure, but I so like the reminder of these things that the movie provided for me. Maybe it will help put Rich Mullins back on the radar for a new generation of seekers and sympathizers. I definitely think it is time to break out some of those old CDs again.

I get to do giveaway of the Ragamuffin DVD, so if you are interested, please leave a comment, letting me know if you are familiar with Rich Mullins, and if so, what is your favorite song of his? The winner will be chosen on Saturday, July 12th.

You can also get more information about the DVD and purchase a copy for yourself here.


Hold Me, Jesus (also written by Rich Mullins)


Well, sometimes my life just don't make sense at all
When the mountains look so big,
And my faith just seems so small

So hold me Jesus,
Cause I'm shaking like a leaf
You have been King of my glory
Won't You be my Prince of Peace


Surrender don't come natural to me
I'd rather fight you for something
I don't really want
Than to take what you give that I need
And I've beat my head against so many walls
Now I'm falling down, I'm falling on my knees

So hold me Jesus,
Cause I'm shaking like a leaf
You have been King of my glory
Won't You be my Prince of Peace




*From a line in the movie when Rich says that he a grateful for the Christian music genre, in spite of its flaws and tackiness. I liked that line.





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