Weekly rehearsals have brought this singer far… I’m ready to allow the music to change me. Isn’t that what worship is supposed to do?

Weekly rehearsals have brought this singer far… I’m ready to allow the music to change me. Isn’t that what worship is supposed to do?

Sometimes a different world can be found just steps away…






“He makes springs pour water into the ravines; it flows between the mountains.” (Psalm 104:10) Everywhere I look, I know His presence.

“While out to walk along a stream,
I paused to gaze at sky and trees,
then watching where my feet might tread,
there on the narrow water’s edge
hedged in by eon’s rock and sealed,
I saw a treasure there revealed;
and filled with wonderment and awe,
I praised the ancient hand of God.” DDC


I’m thinking this photo was taken mid-1960’s, all ‘dolled-up’ for a trip to NYC…and although it looks like an Easter Sunday photo, it was not Easter, otherwise our boat would not be at the dock, and we would be standing in Adirondack Mountain snow…
