Showing posts with label blues. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blues. Show all posts

Friday, January 04, 2019

Rambling Fridays: The After-the-holidays-Blues

Christmas has come and gone.
The new year, January 1, 2019, has come and gone.

It's time to put those "after-the-holidays-blues"
to bed.

You'll need three tools to accomplish this:

Determination
Patience
Faith

Determination to achieve your 2019 goals.
Determination to keep going even when it's tough,
when it looks impossible,
when you're discouraged,
and when you think you should quit.

Patience to keep plugging along when all is
boring,
you've lost interest,
when it's hard, trying, and you've already failed.
Patience to push through.

Faith:
being sure of what we hope for
and
certain of what we do not see.
--Hebrews 11:1

Pretty good admonition,
even if I do say so myself.

Have a great year!







Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Wedding Bell Blues


Not because I'm the bride.
Or that I'm walking down the aisle.
Nope. I had to play the piano for hubby's niece's wedding Saturday.
And does that make me nervous.
Okay, I know I do . . . well, okay. (grin)
But that doesn't mean I like playing.

Started out with the phone message to please call her.
I did and she asked me.
I chose the songs, since she left the music up to me.
They included:
The Bridal Chorus (of course)
Love Story
You Needed Me
Savior, Like a Shepherd
Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring
A Time for Us
Whither Thou Goest
He Leadeth Me
Each for the Other
O Promise Me
Hand in Hand
W've Only Just Begun
The Rose
O Perfect Love
The Wedding March

Afterwards, everyone who talked to me commented on the "great" job I did.

Well and good.

Since most of them don't know one note from another, I suppose I'd better not get the big head.
And I'm definitely not taking out any ads in the papers or other media means for wedding music.

Got through that one.
Not sure I'd make it through another.

Now, maybe I can sing something else besides the blues (you know, moaning and groaning to any in ear distance.

Happy days are here again!



Quote:
Flattery is like perfume: it is to be smelled and not swallowed.

Blessings

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