The most wonderful thing I learned from Willson & McKee, our Artists-in-Residence:
Around the countryside of Old Ireland, there are Friendship Stones. They stand waist-high with a hole near the top. Friends would meet there way back in the day, 100's of years ago, and touch their fingers through the stone's hole and make a wish for their friend.
We're going to mount a Friendship Stone in our classroom, right Denise Mayer? woo hoo
IDEA: If you leave a wish under 'comment' I will send one back to you. So refreshing to make a wish for another. Most of our wishes are for ourselves; birthday candles and wishing wells. I love the idea of a wish becoming a sort of Blessing to Someone You Love.
I'm assuming everyone reading this is a friend, but if not, by the time we make a wish-blessing for one another, perhaps we'll become friends.
Courting Dulcimer: The courting couple placed the dulcimer between them and they each had a set of strings. They played the dulcimer together and if the music waned, the couple was snatched bald-headed off the porch into the one-roomed home with the rest of the family. Their courting days were behind them - at least for that visit. I say it's the best idea I've heard for radically lowering the teen-pregnancy rate! Maybe we should start making music together.
This whole music-making reminds me of my favorite memories with Robert; notes floating between us as he strummed his guitar and I 'played' keyboard or percussion stuff. Sometimes the mountain dulcimer strings rang under my fingers while Robert's were strumming his red 12-string. Thanx Grandma Marge! Singing too.
Worship it was, always winding our way to the Throne Room in search of the King. I miss the musical courting that fired between Robert and me all of our married life.
But then, I think, all roads rightly traversed lead to Adoration and Gratitude -- so maybe we still sing the same songs only in different hemispheres. I'll keep making music cause the King is worthy -- and I know Robert is singing to beat the band!
Around the countryside of Old Ireland, there are Friendship Stones. They stand waist-high with a hole near the top. Friends would meet there way back in the day, 100's of years ago, and touch their fingers through the stone's hole and make a wish for their friend.
We're going to mount a Friendship Stone in our classroom, right Denise Mayer? woo hoo
IDEA: If you leave a wish under 'comment' I will send one back to you. So refreshing to make a wish for another. Most of our wishes are for ourselves; birthday candles and wishing wells. I love the idea of a wish becoming a sort of Blessing to Someone You Love.
I'm assuming everyone reading this is a friend, but if not, by the time we make a wish-blessing for one another, perhaps we'll become friends.
Courting Dulcimer: The courting couple placed the dulcimer between them and they each had a set of strings. They played the dulcimer together and if the music waned, the couple was snatched bald-headed off the porch into the one-roomed home with the rest of the family. Their courting days were behind them - at least for that visit. I say it's the best idea I've heard for radically lowering the teen-pregnancy rate! Maybe we should start making music together.
This whole music-making reminds me of my favorite memories with Robert; notes floating between us as he strummed his guitar and I 'played' keyboard or percussion stuff. Sometimes the mountain dulcimer strings rang under my fingers while Robert's were strumming his red 12-string. Thanx Grandma Marge! Singing too.
Worship it was, always winding our way to the Throne Room in search of the King. I miss the musical courting that fired between Robert and me all of our married life.
But then, I think, all roads rightly traversed lead to Adoration and Gratitude -- so maybe we still sing the same songs only in different hemispheres. I'll keep making music cause the King is worthy -- and I know Robert is singing to beat the band!
4 comments:
Thinking of you tonight! Love you so much!
My wish is for R's dad...I'm not sure what, exactly, but my wish is for him. (Well, like, help).
Your post reminded me of the song "Gratitude" by Nichole Nordeman. I sent the lyrics and an attached mp3 file to your e-mail. If you haven't heard it I hope it blesses you today. If you have I hope it serves as a pleasant reminder.
~J
A song your post
*Artist: Nichole Nordeman
Song: Gratitude
Album: Woven And Spun *
Send some rain, would You send some rain?
'Cause the earth is dry and needs to drink again
And the sun is high and we are sinking in the shade
Would You send a cloud, thunder long and loud?
Let the sky grow black and send some mercy down
Surely You can see that we are thirsty and afraid
But maybe not, not today
Maybe You'll provide in other ways
And if that's the case ...
We'll give thanks to You with gratitude
For lessons learned in how to thirst for You
How to bless the very sun that warms our face
If You never send us rain
Daily bread, give us daily bread
Bless our bodies, keep our children fed
Fill our cups, then fill them up again tonight
Wrap us up and warm us through
Tucked away beneath our sturdy roofs
Let us slumber safe from danger's view this time
Or maybe not, not today
Maybe You'll provide in other ways
And if that's the case ...
We'll give thanks to You with gratitude
A lesson learned to hunger after You
That a starry sky offers a better view
If no roof is overhead
And if we never taste that bread
Oh, the differences that often are between
Everything we want and what we really need
So grant us peace, Jesus, grant us peace
Move our hearts to hear a single beat
Between alibis and enemies tonight
Or maybe not, not today
Peace might be another world away
And if that's the case ...
We'll give thanks to You with gratitude
For lessons learned in how to trust in You
That we are blessd beyond what we could ever dream
In abundance or in need
And if You never grant us peace ...
But, Jesus, would You please ...
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