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Nothing puts you in a good mood like a good song.

I can't count how many times I have listened this song today. Sara Bareilles is a wonder singer/songwriter and her live recordings are fantastic - definitely worth a listen!

it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

Last week, our theory assignment was to create a Christmas song based on the words by Christina Rosetti. Little did I know that this idea is a part of the "been there, done that" category. So here is "Love Came Down at Christmas" by Jars of Clay. It's strange to hear it, after having drummed my own melody into my head.

Love came down at Christmas,

love all lovely, love divine;

love was born at Christmas:

star and angels gave the sign.

Worship we the Godhead,

love incarnate, love divine;

worship we our Jesus,

but wherewith the sacred sign?

Love shall be our token;

love be yours and love be mine,

Love to God and to all men,

love for plea and gift and sign.

let's play that one more time

music was made for two

adventures through the looking glass

The next two weeks I am home. Mostly. Enough to call it home for the holidays. Things have been put away, Christmas music was playing in my room almost all day. And Monday, there is no need to drive anywhere.

This evening I curled up in a chair with my little sister by the fireplace, and read some poetry out of a newly acquired anthology of British literature. "You're finding a lot of adventures in there," was her response to my excitement over the authors found in there (Byron, Tennyson, Hopkins, Wordsworth, to name a few).

Not coming home for a weekend reinforces the great blessing of the times I am able to come home.

the genius of Handel

How is that we can offer up such a beautiful song of thanksgiving and praise to the King of kings and Lord of Lords, the omnipotent God?

an evening spent in song

Music is an unavoidable aspect of our home, whether you want to hear it our not. Strains of classical from the kitchen, the squawk of new violinists, the attempt at quiet strumming drifting downstairs, a whistle, a plunked out chord...

constant babble around the dinner table, shrieks of laughter from outside, running footsteps, the creak of doors and hardwood floors...


All nature sings, and 'round me rings the music of the spheres.