Church. I love it. But sometimes it's all I can do to survive it. Ya know those moments? Well, that's how it was for the first hour. The kids were fighting over toys, singing out loud when everyone else was being quiet, the list goes on. So as I was trying to listen to the words being spoken I thought to myself " Well, I can't hear let alone listen so I guess I'll just feel the spirit around me as I survive this hour with the kids.
Well I made it.
Second and third hour were really busy, but I made it through them too.
On my way home i realized how starving I was. No matter what time church is, I'm always starving when it's out. So, I am almost home when I see a long line of cars stopped ahead of me.
"Oh great."
But then I saw what it was holding everyone up.
A huge flock of sheep. Hundreds of them, following one man with another man bringing up the rear. It really took me back. First I went for my camera, not there. Then I chuckled. Who gets stopped on their road home by a ton of sheep? And then the wheels really started turning.
I looked at these sheep. All struggling to quickly follow their master. Some went astray and separated themselves from the herd but were quickly brought back by the soft whistle of their shepherd. And if they didn't move quickly enough, two sheep dogs came bounding out of nowhere and helped them along their way. (Do you see where I'm going with this?)
I thought of a song. "Ninety and Nine" by Michael McLean. I am one of those sheep. Finding my way back to my Heavenly Father with the help of His Son, my Saviour Jesus Christ. And if for some reason I can't find my way, I have people who love me to help me find my way back.
You can listen to this song here.
Michael McLean-Ninety and Nine
I am one of the ninety and nine
I’m not perfect but basically I’m doing fine
I have not lost my way, I have not gone astray
I’m just one of the ninety and nine
I am here in the heart of the fold
I’m not mindless but I try to do as I’m told
I’m not tempted to run and become the lost one
I am here in the heart of the fold
So why is my shepherd coming this way toward me
He’s holding his arms out and he’s calling my name
Yes he’s calling my name! But how, how can this be?
I’m just one of the ninety and nine
I have stumbled and fallen, but I’ve kept in line
I’m not one he must seek; I’m not all that unique
I’m just one of the ninety and nine
So why is my shepherd treating me like a lost lamb?
He’s searching to find me
And he’s holding me now, yes, he’s holding me now
And teaching me who I am
So why am I feeling like I’m the only one here
It’s like I’m his favorite
And he takes me aside, and he sweetly confides
These remarkable words in my ear
You are one of the ninety and nine
Have you any idea how brightly you shine?
You are safe in this fold, and it’s time you are told
That I know where you’ve been so I know where you’ll be
Because all of your life you’ve been following me
You are more than just one of the sands of the sea
Or just one of the ninety and nine
You are mine, you are mine, you are mine
You are mine
I am one of the ninety and nine.
To make it even better, I heard this preformed live just a week ago. It was awesome!
I am one of the Ninety and Nine. And so are you!
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
October 21, 2012
September 19, 2012
Bristol + Taylor
Have I ever told you that Bristol loves Taylor? I mean seriously loves her.
Taylor "Slift" to be exact. Ya, she probably gets it from me.
But that's ok!
Back in June I
was lucky enough to catch this video of her. It's priceless. She's
dressed up like a princess, and she even did her own hair! I just love
this stage of her life!
August 24, 2012
Beautiful Heartbreak
I love this music video.
Grab a tissue and enjoy!
"Beautiful Heartbreak" by Hilary Weeks
I can't relate to those featured in the video. I haven't had that kind of heartbreak.
But I do have small heartbreaks. This is a great reminder that heartbreaks can become "beautiful." My small heartbreaks (although seemingly HUGE at the time) have made me who I am today. I am so grateful for the blessings of challenges.
P.S. I also love this video because I am an avid fan of the three main ladies in it. Hilary, Stephanie, and Mariama. What great examples!
February 1, 2012
One Of My Heroes
Have I talked about Jenny Oaks Baker before on my blog? She is one of the Nation's most accomplished violinists. She is a graduate from Julliard, and has played all across the United States. She plays the most beautiful music, and she is training her children to do the same. She is one of my heroes. Why? She is an accomplished violinist, a mom, and someone who shares the same faith that I do. And she functions! I am amazed at her talent, and so blessed that she has chosen the career path that she has. Words just can't express the feelings and emotions that come from her music. Even better, she has been nominated for a Grammy! AH!
My father met Her father, Elder Dallin H. Oaks at a Christmas dinner for his work. My dad told Him of my infatuation with Jenny, which led to great stories, and me e-mailing Jenny and her e-mailing me back! I couldn't believe it. I think I should probably print that one out. Anyway, she plays beautifully. One day I will hear her play live! I have a signed CD from her too. Isn't that just great? Well before I get any more goo goo gah gah'd over her, check this out.
January 21, 2012
Playing My "Biolin."
Bristol loves the violin. And lately whenever I play, she plays her own!
Too cute.
Grandpa is currently getting Bristol's violin fixed. It is a tiny tiny violin that belonged to my sister Hailey. We are so lucky to borrow it! Bristol is so excited!
I've always believed in the statement that says,
"The richest child is poor without music."
Well, I like to say, "The richest child is poor without 'good' music."
Music is so important in all of our lives. I have been fortunate to be able to play musical instruments all of my life. And not only that, but to have been raised knowing the value of good music. I don't like music that is demeaning, or makes you feel angry or agitated. (And no, I don't just listen to classical ;)) Music has the power to do so many things. It enriches our lives.
I used to practice my violin or the piano when the kids were napping. Not any more! They love to hear me play. They could be in a different part of the house playing with their favorite toy, but as soon as my bow hits the string, they come running/crawling in!
On hard days when things just aren't going right, I put on Primary Children's songs. Bristol instantly starts dancing. It's amazing the good qualities that are taught in those songs.
I hope that you are filling your kid's minds and ears with good music. And if they show an interest in playing an instrument, put 'em in lessons. It is well worth the money. Consider it an investment really!
I could go on and on about this one...maybe later!
December 30, 2011
Christmas Eve
Christmas Eve was a little hectic. With unpacking from our trip to Utah, a sick puppy, laundry, neighbor gifts, etc., we were just a little short on time. We got everything done though, and had a great day!
| Our house with lights. (Pic for Ashley) |
| Playing some Christmas tunes with Chrissy. |
| Bristol, the perfect little Angel. |
| A family DVD and Santa time. |
| Big T getting ready to dig in. |
| Bristol's very anticipate "Tangled." |
| Playing with Tangled. |
December 8, 2011
I found this a bit interesting. What I would have given to be on that subway.
Perhaps he would get an amazingly huge turn out if he did a free concert
that was publicized first?
WOW.
"In Washington DC , at a Metro Station, on a cold January morning in 2007, a man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, approximately 2000 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.
After about four minutes, a middle-aged man noticed that there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds, and then he hurried on to meet his schedule.
About four minutes later, the violinist received his first dollar. A woman threw money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.
At six minutes, a young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.
At ten minutes, a three-year old boy stopped, but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head the whole time. This action was repeated by several other children, but every parent - without exception - forced their children to move on quickly.
At forty-five minutes: The musician played continuously. Only six people stopped and listened for a short while. About twenty gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.
After one hour:
He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed and no one applauded. There was no recognition at all.
No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before, Joshua Bell sold-out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100 each to sit and listen to him play the same music.
This is a true story. Joshua Bell, playing incognito in the D.C. Metro Station, was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people’s priorities.
This experiment raised several questions:
In a common-place environment, at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty?
If so, do we stop to appreciate it?
Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?
One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made…
How many other things are we missing as we rush through life?"
Video : http://www.youtube.com/ watch?v=myq8upzJDJ
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After about four minutes, a middle-aged man noticed that there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds, and then he hurried on to meet his schedule.
About four minutes later, the violinist received his first dollar. A woman threw money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.
At six minutes, a young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.
At ten minutes, a three-year old boy stopped, but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head the whole time. This action was repeated by several other children, but every parent - without exception - forced their children to move on quickly.
At forty-five minutes: The musician played continuously. Only six people stopped and listened for a short while. About twenty gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.
After one hour:
He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed and no one applauded. There was no recognition at all.
No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before, Joshua Bell sold-out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100 each to sit and listen to him play the same music.
This is a true story. Joshua Bell, playing incognito in the D.C. Metro Station, was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people’s priorities.
This experiment raised several questions:
In a common-place environment, at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty?
If so, do we stop to appreciate it?
Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?
One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made…
How many other things are we missing as we rush through life?"
Video : http://www.youtube.com/
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November 22, 2011
Music Fixed, Almost
I play the violin, or the fiddle.
Whichever I feel like calling it at the moment.
| My violin in Carthage, Illinois. * |
When I was a Sophomore in High School, I received the best Christmas present EVER.
My violin. It is beautiful.
I was taking lessons at Hartz music shop in Meridian.
I walked into the room, and my teacher wanted me to play a new violin they had in,
just for fun.
I fell absolutely in love with it, and fortunately Santa figured it out.
Well, years have passed and this poor fiddle has been through a battle.
It has lived in Utah, California, Canada, Illinois, and Idaho.
This may be cool if you are a person, but not a very fragile piece of wood.
I took her to the shop.
Sigh.
It is going to be a long haul. Some compare it to going in for major surgery.
A crack in the wood that was once sealed, is now completely laid open.
Yuh oh. Because it costs a pretty penny, it will have to stay open.
I'm sorry. But! It has new strings, new pegs, and a new bridge.
That will do for now! Hopefully we can still make some great music together.
And spread the word. I am taking students!
Both classical and fiddle.
So excited!
*Yes, you just might recognize that window.
November 6, 2011
Thoughts of Spiritual Uplift
For the Beauty of the Earth
For the beauty of the earth, for the beauty of the skies,
For the love which from our birth Over and around us lies,
Lord of all, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise.
For the beauty of each hour Of the day and of the night,
Hill and vale, and tree and flow'r, Sun and moon, and stars of light,
Lord of all, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise.
For the joy of human love, Brother, sister, parent,child,
Friends on earth, and friends above, For all gentle thoughts and mild,
Lord of all, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise.
Hymn #92 LDS Hymn book
| Owyhee River |
October 27, 2011
The Right place, The Right Time
Don't you just love it when you feel like you are in the right place at the right time? And things just click into place? It's like a breath of fresh air.
Often during my day I feel like I'm running at 100 mph trying to get things done, and so is everyone around me. It's exhausting. I've been trying to slow down a little bit, and wouldn't ya know it. Some good things have happened!
A couple of days ago I ran an errand to buy a metronome. On my way out I hear behind me a car door shut. I usually don't look, but I did. And guess what? My high school orchestra teacher! Ha! Who would have thought!
Then today I gave a violin lesson. (Her first with me.) It went really well, a few things to work on, but it should be a great relationship. While "getting it out" on facebook my Elementary and Jr. High orchestra teacher commented on my wall. Even crazier! This turns into an e-mail, followed by exchanging numbers.
And why would I tell all of you this?
Sometimes we put the past behind us, but I like to cling onto the people and the feelings that I have/had for them. I think it's so great to rekindle relationships and pick up where you left off. (Especially now that I'm an adult) and not a pupil. This is so great!
We are all people with feelings, lives, hard times, and good times. We all have talents, and we all have a story to tell. Remember that when you are in contact with people throughout your day. I'm so excited to meet up with "people from my past" and get to know them better.
It is so fun living where I grew up again and bumping into old acquaintances. Hopefully I will bump into you too!
Often during my day I feel like I'm running at 100 mph trying to get things done, and so is everyone around me. It's exhausting. I've been trying to slow down a little bit, and wouldn't ya know it. Some good things have happened!
A couple of days ago I ran an errand to buy a metronome. On my way out I hear behind me a car door shut. I usually don't look, but I did. And guess what? My high school orchestra teacher! Ha! Who would have thought!
Then today I gave a violin lesson. (Her first with me.) It went really well, a few things to work on, but it should be a great relationship. While "getting it out" on facebook my Elementary and Jr. High orchestra teacher commented on my wall. Even crazier! This turns into an e-mail, followed by exchanging numbers.
And why would I tell all of you this?
Sometimes we put the past behind us, but I like to cling onto the people and the feelings that I have/had for them. I think it's so great to rekindle relationships and pick up where you left off. (Especially now that I'm an adult) and not a pupil. This is so great!
We are all people with feelings, lives, hard times, and good times. We all have talents, and we all have a story to tell. Remember that when you are in contact with people throughout your day. I'm so excited to meet up with "people from my past" and get to know them better.
It is so fun living where I grew up again and bumping into old acquaintances. Hopefully I will bump into you too!
Lessons
I have a new violin student.
She starts in 45 minutes.
I know, I shouldn't be on here.
But for some reason I have been really nervous about starting back up in the teaching world, and I just had to get it out to somebody.
Why?
Maybe it's because I have kids, maybe because it's been a year since I've had a student.
I don't know. I'm just a bit nervous.
Everything is ready to go...just missing a few books lost in the move.
I'll find them by next week hopefully.
OR
Maybe I'm nervous because I love playing the violin, and I just want my student(s) to also.
(Yes, I hope I get more students.)
So, wish me luck. I'll let ya know how it goes.
So "...rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard..."
October 23, 2011
Thoughts of Spiritual Uplift
"A Child's Prayer"
Heavenly Father, are you really there?
And do you hear and answer every child's prayer?
Some say that Heaven is far away.
But I feel it close around me as I pray.
Heavenly Father, I remember now.
Something that Jesus told disciples long ago.
"Suffer the children to come to me".
father in prayer I'm coming now to thee.
Pray, He is there.
Speak, He is listening.
You are His child.
You are His child.
His love now surrounds you.
He hears your prayer.
He loves the children.
Of such is the kingdom.
The kingdom of Heav'n.
Go here to listen to the song. Click "words and music" to hear it all!
Sometimes life gets going so well, that I forget what it's like to have a trial. Then real life hits and something happens. This is the song that I always sing in my head, or hum as I'm going about my day.
I have a quote in my scriptures that says, "Trials are are an evidence of a Father's love. They are given as blessings to His children. They are given as opportunities for growth."
H. Burke Peterson
July 1, 2011
Tim McGraw
A bit ago in Boise, Hailey, Chrissy, Kate, and I enjoyed an AMAZING concert! My Dad and Annie weren't able to go, so Kate and I got their tickets. Can you spell L.U.C.K.Y.? It was so much fun. I always tell myself, "Why would I buy tickets to go to a concert when I can just listen to their CD?" Well let me remind all of you...it is SO MUCH BETTER LIVE! Seriously, if you are ever contemplating, just get the tickets. We had a blast. Our seats were wicked close to the stage. Literally perfect!
The Band Perry opened first. They are sooooo good. Very entertaining, and totally better than the radio or CD. That doesn't happen very often, but they were great!
Chrissy, Hailey, Me, Kate. Kate looks so cute pregnant, and she was a trooper considering we pretty much stood for the whole concert! I think that the ice cream before and the roasted peanuts during helped a little!
And now for the hunk of meat himself. WOW! He is so great! A very real, and down to earth performer. He is so good, no wonder he has won so many awards. He came out on a stage that we didn't even know was there and ended up being a lot closer to us than we thought he would be. I was shaking with excitement! There is nothing like Tim McGraw live!
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