Skipping Church

No church for me this week. I took a quick trip to Lyman, S.C. to visit family. Douglas and I had a great time and Sarah enjoyed being alone for a bit. I had originally planned to take the trip this week, but my surgery date was changed. I had already secured a guest speaker, my good friend Peter Copeland.

During the worship hour I was in the middle of my drive home. I loved being able to listen to my music very loudly. The IPod holds 5000 songs. I think that it has 1200 that Sarah likes and I hate. There is also 1600 super high quality songs that I appreciate and that she despises. The remaining 200 songs we agree on. So, I put on the stuff that I liked and in the 4 hour drive I went through about 100 songs or so. These were the favorites of the trip.

Eleanor Rigby-Beatles
Lady Madonna-Beatles
Red House-Jimi Hendrix
Hey Joe-Jimi Hendrix
Brand New Day-Sting
One-U2
Mysterious Ways-U2
Hallelujah, I love her so-Ray Charles
Taking It to the Streets-The Doobie Brothers
You shook me all night long-AC/DC
I'm on Fire-Bruce Springstein
There will come a Day-Faith Hill
Not enough love in the World-Don Henley
Boys of Summer-Don Henley
Sunset Grille-Don Henley

So, I missed church and listened to AC/DC and the Doobies. Instead of the lyrics to "You Shook me all night long", I want to share the words of Rich Mullins, one of my favorite lyricists. Enjoy, and feel free to share how much you like or dislike my music. Sarah always does.

Well, I am a good Midwestern boy
I give an honest day's work if I can get it
I don't cheat on my taxes,
I don't cheat on my girl
I've got values that would make the White House jealous

Well, I do get a little much over-impressed
'Til I think of Peter and Paul and the apostles
I don't stack up too well against them I guess
But by the standards 'round here
I ain't doing that awful Lord,

it's hard to turn the other cheek
Hard to bless when others curse you
Oh Lord, it's hard to be a man of peace

Lord, it's hard, oh it's hard, You know it's hard to be like Jesus
Don't you know it's hard, oh it's hard, Oh Lord, it's hard to be like Jesus

And it's hard to step out on them waves
Hard to walk beyond your vision
Oh Lord, it's hard to be a man of faith

Lord, it's hard, Lord, it's hard, Oh Lord, it's hard to be like Jesus
Don't you know it's hard, oh it's hard, Oh Lord, it's hard to be like Jesus

Well, His eye's on the sparrow
And the lilies of the field I've heard
And He will watch over you and He will watch over me
So we can dress like flowers and eat like birds

And it's hard when your soul had been stripped bare
Hard to lift your eyes toward Heaven
Oh Lord, it's hard to be a man of prayer

Lord, it's hard, oh it's hard, You know it's hard to be like Jesus



Maybe I should have attended church before driving back?