Fresh Bread
VBS week....nuff said? I got off easy this year. Usually play a bible character in one of the story rooms. Last year I was Philip (interestingly enough). I told the story about the Ethiopian...uh... treasurer. The setting was a stable complete with a bucket of horse stuff in the corner to “spice” the room and make it authentic. The year before that I was Jonah in the whale. In mean IN the whale. They had a can of open sardines to add effect. Are you recognizing a pattern here? “Let's see...what smell we can come up with for Phil next year in a 90 degree modular classroom?”
I sent a song idea off to Lee today. We have been talking about writing together for a while. The idea rang my bell the other day. I wonder if it will ring his. I head back to Nashville soon to write with some wonderful people. Somebody asked me today if that wears me out. Actually I come back energized. I usually wake up every morning for a week with a different melody running through my head from the songs we wrote. We are using one of them this Sunday. It's great to see how people respond to the messages of new songs, once they have sung them a few times and can just worship with them. There is this sweet spot for new material, when a fresh perspective on a truth hits home. “Fresh bread,” I have heard it called by preachers. There is something cool about hearing a song for the first time (if it is a great song of course). Then there is the stage where we are familiar enough with it that we “own it.” It often becomes our new favorite song. We go through times in life where certain themes carry us along that day or week or year. We usually say, “I needed to hear that” when we encounter those kind of truths. I love fresh bread!
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