“Don’t Take the Girl” was the first Country song my boyfriend played for me. I cried. The song is a story (as all good Country songs are) of a boy and a girl. The little boy is going fishing with his daddy and doesn’t want the girl to come along. “Daddy, please don’t take the…
It seems that each year it gets harder. The calendar gets full and the days get fuller. All this hustle and bustle in a season that is supposed to be about waiting and watching–for the King Who came and is coming. I got out the Christmas books early this year. An ever-changing stack of them is on…
Who died, but came alive again? Who came to rescue you and win? Who came to make all things brand new Who did it all for love of you? Sing and dance and leap and run His name is Jesus, little one. -“Jesus is Alive” on Big Stories for Little Ones by Rain for Roots…
Thanksgiving is still a month away, but for some reason as the strains of Classical music came from the radio early the other morning, I thought of the CD with Thanksgiving hymns my grandmother had given my family last autumn. The CD accompanied Barbara Rainey’s book Thanksgiving: A Time to Remember, and had a delightful…
If you had asked me before today, I wouldn’t have listed Kenny Chesney as one of my favorite Country artists. Billy Currington, John Michael Montgomery, and Tim Rushlow would have made the top of the list. But today, as I listened to my “new” (from Half.com–a great place to buy CD’s!) Kenny Chesney Greatest Hits…
A friend asked me why I liked Country music. He hadn’t been impressed with what he’d heard on the radio. So, Country girl that I am, I set out to write my own defense of Country music: why I love Country music. I also asked my friend Melinda Lavorante for her perspective. And while I quote…
“If you aint crying or fallin’ in love then you ain’t heard the good stuff… and it ain’t country enough!” -Jeff Bates When Daddy Let Me Drive My first exposure to Country music was when Brent Lamb performed in our little town. I loved the sound, but even more, I loved the stories in his…
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