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Margaret’s Song

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  There was a king in Thule,  True even to the grave;  To whom his dying mistress  A golden beaker gave.  At every feast he drained it,  Naught was to him so dear,  And often as he drained it,  Gush’d from his eyes the tear.  When death came, unrepining  His cities o’er he told;  All to his heir resigning,  Except his cup of gold.  With many a knightly vassal  At a royal feast sat he,  In yon proud hall ancestral,  In his castle o’er the sea.  Up stood the jovial monarch,  And quaff’d his last life’s glow,  Then hurled the hallow’d goblet  Into the flood below.  He saw it splashing, drinking,  And plunging in the sea;  His eyes meanwhile were sinking,  And never again drank he. “Margaret’s Song” by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749–1832) in “Faust. Part I.”

Not-So-Randoms

“How can it be that mathematics, being after all a product of human thought which is independent of experience, is so admirably appropriate to the objects of reality?” — Albert Einstein

Where's This Blogger Been?

So much has been happening that I’ve not had time to write. That’s the bottom line.  Sad, but true. Inexcusable? Probably . . . For the past few months, the Lord has been taking our family on an exciting journey of life (in general) and ministry. I have personally been enjoying a return to the music ministry and the family is along for the ride as well! The only difference for me is that in the past I’ve had instrumentalists and choirs.   I’ve never been the principle instrumentalist, until now.   A few months ago I was praying that the Lord would draw our family even closer together (everyone’s interests had us going so many different directions)—to my great surprise, music brought us back together again! I play guitar, our oldest son plays Bass, all the girls sing (including our son’s long-time girlfriend—who is practically our daughter, anyway). Both our oldest daughter’s boyfriend and our second-daughter’s husband play percussion. Our youngest son is still ...