My favorite hymn is “Be Thou My Vision,” not merely because it is a beautiful Celtic melody but because I can use its verses to
I love Christmas. I am one of those eternally annoying people who begins singing along to Christmas radio stations before my birthday (November 14th) and
I have always struggled with Sundays. I have always loved keeping busy throughout the whole day—even on weekends—but the very structure of Sundays is set
Earlier this month—just as the air started to crispen with the coming of autumn—I heard a song that made me laugh with delight: “Land of the Living,” by Roo Panes. So rarely do I come across a song that is at once nostalgic and joyful, that I could not help but listen again and again. While this song is far from new, it was new to me. Indeed, it contains something of eternal renewal, for its melody resonates with country mirth and its lyrics speak of an almost Narnian re-enchantment.
Throughout college, I rehearsed at my church on Wednesdays. After a full morning of classes, I would hide away in the sanctuary to practice. Often,
Today, I felt like the human equivalent of an eye roll. I’m usually a morning person who hops out of bed and goes on a