I like these two very different takes on one of my favorite Christmas tunes, "Go Tell It On the Mountain." Can you tell who seems more excited to spread the "good word?" The Mormons, duh!
A few things, among many, that I am grateful for this season are:
My ever growing circle of friends and acquaintances. Old and young. Men and women. Single, divorced, married. Mormon, Muslim, and Agnostic. Heterosexual and homosexual. The human race is a beautiful thing.
All seasons, no matter the weather. Wind, dust, summer rain, arid, skin cracking heat, humidity, etc. It blows my mind- they are all uniquely strange and fascinating.
Family- Mom, Dad, Scott, and Kathy. Grandma and Grandpa Walker and Granny Knudsen. Tyler and his incredible family. Words can't even begin to express.
"The Craftsman." I don't care if anybody else knows it- it's all about you and me baby. We've got something special. It's just like Greg Brown said, "The sunrise is a miracle, but it can't hold a candle to you." I love you.
The fullness of the Gospel. I keep this pretty private, but in case you were wondering... it's real to me. I'm so thankful for a loving God.
Some irritating things have been rolling around my usually pretty mellow brain lately. These aren't them, but they're annoying nonetheless.
1. Whoever decided animated music was artistic is a fool. This makes me gag. (Okay, and laugh a little too.) Even more annoying is the title, "Future Retro." That doesn't work! Ahh!
I just got back from an adventure-seeking trip with the Folklorist to eastern Tennessee. Man, I love these people. And just in case you don't already know... here's why this shirt is so awesome.
"you get to me like old time religion did in my heart when I was a kid you're sweet gospel music to my ears you know how to ease all my fears and from my heart to yours all I can say is hey baby hey baby hey baby hey"
Today while on Main Street in Springville, I saw this gal- mega marathon runner Lorie Hutchinson- running strong and steady with a crew of three other male runners and a modest camper following close behind with lights flashing. I beeped my horn with delight and then found out this is her cause. 18 marathons in 18 days... what a woman!
My uncle Scott shared this pleasing clip with me this morning and all I can say is, "How is it even possible that I haven't heard of Bobby McFerrin until now?" Go ahead and enjoy!