This is a new favorite Skillet song.
If you are not aware of my undying love of Plumb, now you are.
Weird music video, I don’t think I’ll ever ‘get’ music videos…but have been really liking this song recently.
I’ve been trying for about a week to pull together some thoughts on love. I’ve started writing twice on the topic, both times to scratch out what I’ve written. I don’t intend to write on love today, but I’ll start my thoughts for future days with this song.
Saturday, the midget, her friend who will from now on be known as The Immovable Force, and I went to a rock concert.
To be specific the Roadshow which featured We As Human, The Neverclaim, Royal Tailor, Soul Fire Revolution, Andy Mineo, Third Day and Skillet.
Because we didn’t buy our tickets together we didn’t get seats together, so the three of us texted amongst each other to share comments. Besides it would have been too loud to talk. Like seriously, I was having trouble hearing for a few minutes after we got out.
It was a new experience for all of us, I had been to a couple concerts before, but never a hard rock, ‘headbanger’ concert. It was worth going just to hear Third Day and Skillet, and with the exception of Andy Mineo, I enjoyed all the artists. I decided however, that I like We As Human better on cd.
In the four hours of the pulsating lights, blasting music, and theatrics on stage here is the biggest thing I came away with: all these artists played very different kinds of music and yet each of them were clearly focused on honoring God. Not being a rock star (though, We As Human certainly looked like rock star in training). And even the music that I didn’t care for it,to me it is always exciting to see people worshipping God with their talents. Whatever that may be.
And with December upon us, it is time for the yearly *cough*whenIamregularlyblogging*cough* posting of my favorite Christmas song:
Each year I dust off the Christmas songs playlist, and each year I come to the same conclusion: Relient K’s is the best.
A few days ago the midget sent me this picture attached with a caption that one of her young friends said, ‘This is an old lady. She’s pointing her cane towards the sky.’
To which I think is brilliant. I think we should never grow too old that we cannot look at the sky and see animals, or see mountain ranges as sleeping giants, or trees as old ladies.