The purpose of this blog is to help clear-up much of the confusion that now exists concerning our Heavenly Father and the righteousness of all of His most awesome ways, especially in regards to just who we are and the very close and personal relationship that we can have with Him in this day and age.
Back during my childhood, our parents would often load up my brother and I after Sunday morning church services for a leisurely drive around where we lived. Even though we were seeing mostly familiar sights, it was still good to see them, and this is why “A Sunday Drive” sounded about right for the name of a weekly series revisiting familiar sites that are well worth seeing again and again.
According to the [Wiktionary], to bow and scrape is to make a deep bow with the right leg drawn back (thus scraping the floor), left hand pressed across the abdomen, right arm held aside, and this is what some on the conservative side of the American political spectrum are accusing President Obama of doing again. Well, not exactly. For it is actually the second part of the definition of bowing and scraping that they are concerned about, which is to show excessive politeness or servility.
To get even more technical about it, it is the part about excessive servility that really has their dander up. For excessive servility boils down to being [submissive—even slavish].
If that was indeed the case, I would have to agree with their outrage. For we did not elect President Obama to prostrate himself (and our country) before anyone but our Heavenly Father, and far too many would take great exception to that last part—much to their detriment [Proverbs 16:18] and His dismay [2 Chronicles 7:14].
Alas, is there not enough about the president’s policies for American conservatives to rant and rail about without throwing hissy-fits over such a non-issue? I mean, if the base is not energized to the max over his universal healthcare proposal(s) already, surely the [Contract With America] has expired.
This is the new version of FIVE FOR FRIDAY. As with the former, it is the SOLE purpose of this weekly series to call attention to sites that I think many would find most interesting—in one way or another. Please, go see for yourself.
If you are ever in the [Springfield, MO] area and are in the mood to cut a rug (that’s dance, for you young whipper-snappers), you would do well to find a venue where Rick Shortt & Hotbox are playing. For they are not bad at all.
Yes, a diamond in the rough would be an apt description of the band. For they are not quite yet [Blood, Sweat and Tears], nor [John Cafferty & The Beaver Brown Band], but they are very capable of keeping you entertained for the evening, which is the whole point—right?
No, this is not a paid advertisement. We do, however, live in the same city, and after their manager repeatedly asking my wife and I go and see them in person, it just wouldn’t be right to fail to give them some more exposure. Of course, since this sure ain’t much of a review, they may be regretting ever getting in contact with me in the first-place.
Anyway, a couple of videos of their performance at the Christian County Fair last summer will do more for them than anything I could have to say. Considering the fact that the videos are not some big studio production, they do a good job of broadcasting their talents.
Sing Your Freedom WhiteHeart Let’s come out and say the truth Living can be a fight Sometimes you find yourself wandering down The cold winter streets of your life
When you’re a prisoner of the time And the darkness is closing in With all of your heart you’ve got to rely On the song that is hidden within That song that cries out to begin
Sing your freedom Freedom Freedom Sing your freedom Freedom Freedom Let the song of your faith come alive
Like a cool wind that flows From a valley unseen Out of the depths of a trembling heart You find yourself starting to sing
Listen to your own words It’s the power of what you believe Let the chorus build louder and louder And shatter the blackness and pain Let it rise like a healing flame
Sing your freedom Freedom Freedom Sing your freedom Freedom Freedom Sing your freedom Freedom Freedom Sing your freedom Freedom Freedom Let the song of your faith come alive
Can’t lock up the truth Or chain our beliefs Can’t drown out the song Of those who are free
Freedom Freedom Freedom Sing your freedom Freedom Freedom Come on sing your freedom Freedom Freedom Oh sing your freedom Freedom Freedom Let the song of your faith come alive
Not every song that will be featured here will be what is generally considered as being “Christian” in the eyes of this world. For some will be anguished cries from the pit of despair, and others will be quite obviously ferverent rants of rebellion. Nonetheless, be assured that they will all be of our Heavenly Father (in one way or another) and I hope that you have been given ears to hear the message.
Heart of Glass Blondie Once I had a love And it was a gas Soon turned out Had a heart of glass Seemed like the real thing Only to find Mucho mistrust Love’s gone behind
Once I had a love And it was divine Soon found out I was losing my mind Seemed like the real thing But I was so blind Mucho mistrust Love’s gone behind
In between What I find is pleasing And I’m feeling fine Love is so confusing There’s no peace of mind If I fear I’m losing you It’s just no good You teasing like you do
Once I had a love And it was a gas Soon turned out Had a heart of glass Seemed like the real thing But only to find Mucho mistrust Love’s gone behind
Lost inside Adorable illusion And I cannot hide I’m the one you’re using Please don’t push me aside We coulda made it cruising Yeah
Once I had a love And it was a gas Soon turned out To be a pain in the a#% Seemed like to the real thing Only to find Mucho mistrust Now it’s gone behind
Call Me Blondie Color me your color baby Color me your car Color me your color darling I know who you are Come up off your color chart I know where you’re comin’ from
Call me Call me On the line Call me Call me Any Anytime Call me Call me I’ll arrive You can call any day or night Call me
Cover me with kisses baby Cover me with love Roll me in designer sheets I’ll never get enough Emotions come I don’t know why Cover up love’s alibi
Call me Call me On the line Call me Call me Any Anytime Call me Call me Oh my love When you’re ready We can share the wine Call me
Call me Call me My love Call me Call me Any Anytime Call me Call me For a ride Call me Call me for some overtime Call me Call me My love Call me Call me in a sweet design Call me Call me Call me for your lover’s lover’s alibi Call me Call me On the line Call me Call me Any Anytime
“Come Monday…” is a weekly series that will involve a review of, or commentary about, websites, movies, documentaries, television shows, sports, music, and whatever else may tickle my fancy at the time. Be assured that these reviews will be generally positive, as in accordance to the Jimmy Buffett song “Come Monday.” This is subject to change, however. In fact, I would be most derelict in my duties to neglect going on a rant every once in a while. For rants promote change, and change can be good—right? Therefore, since good is generally considered as being a positive force in 99.3% of the parallel universes that I am aware of, even a rant could be considered as being something positive, and a genuine hissy-fit would be even better (so I’m told).
I suppose the best way to describe The Sumner Brothers is that they are Canadian country/rock band, but that would not be doing them justice. For they have a sound that is so familiar to me, and yet quite unique. Therefore, it is hard to put them down as just this or that. For in many cases, they are all of the above.
Now, how was that for being specifically vague? I was kinda impressed with it myself, but I reckon I could be accused of being somewhat prejudiced.
On the other hand, you might have a similar opinion after listening to a few of their songs. Going Out West, Pain, Darcy’s Song, Both Back and I Was Young When I Left Home are currently available to be listened to on their [MySpace Page], and several videos are on YouTube.
I have included a couple of those videos below. Both Back is off of their newest release, Sumner Brothers, and Going Out West is off of their In The Garage album.
Since I could not find any of their lyrics online, I was just plain too lazy to listen to both songs over and over again to get the lyrics for both. Sorry, and if I made some mistakes with the words to Both Back, I am sorry about that, too.