Survey

For those of you who enjoy surveys, check out THIS ONE over at www.southerngospelblog.com. How familiar are you with other styles of music? Daniel Mount is surveying Southern Gospel fans to find out. The survey is up until 11:45 PM EST Sunday.

Just thinkin'

For many of my friends, Southern Gospel music is an irrelevant part of religious culture/worship. Unfortunately, they have one too many examples of why that's the case. In some groups you might find a lack of musicality, excessive showboating, or cheesy presentations. Sometimes, I'm as offended as you are. But for all you haters out there, don't base your opinion of any entire genre based on a few examples. I can do the same thing with any given style of music. For every Casting Crowns there will be 25 Family Force Five's that offend me with their pathetic presentation. But, the fact that I am majorly turned off by Family Force Five's music (to carry on my example) doesn't cause me to label all other CCM groups as poor examples of Christian music. In spite of such wannabe groups, there will always be quality bands like MercyMe, Jeremy Camp, David Crowder Band, and others who represent the genre well. The same is true in the Southern Gospel field.

Don't really have a great comment to tie this whole post together. This just happened to be on my mind.

He's Alive!

What a phenomenal song! Thanks to Susie Batton for capturing this morning's rendition of "If You Knew Him".

Waxing eloquent

Speaking of Cole, this past year has taken me back to Parenting 101. I honestly forgot some of the gross stuff associated with babies. You never really forget diapers and that sort of thing, but the other disgusting things they do...ah, now that's the spice of life. Like last night for instance. Cole and I were in the bedroom, the other kids in bed, and Lori downstairs somewhere. Parents have those moments when they realize their precious angel hasn't made a sound for a while. That usually means the devil got into them. I'm laying on the bed watching a little Sportscenter when it hits me that ol' Cole has been quiet as a mouse. I look over at him and he's on the floor sucking ear wax off some Q-tips he must have dug out of the wastebasket.

Gotta be honest, it grossed me out a little. But, I figure it can't kill him...can it?

What a refreshing vacation

I feel like starting this up again. I've decided that I'm not going to let it control me, though. I'm just going to post when I feel like it.

Oh, and by the way, Cole is a lot bigger than the picture posted below. It's been a while.

Hello again.