Exciting news!

I love how a figurative door can open and I suddenly realize there was a room on the other side I didn't know existed until that moment.  That's what happened last week when I was asked to blog for the Presbyterian Record's online presence.  The website has been renovated and now, under the "Blogs" tab on the main page, you will find a sub-heading "Affiliated blogs".  That's where you will find my pieces as well as those of other affiliated bloggers.  I am grateful for this opportunity that has come my way!  I haven't quite figured out the best way to post.  Should I write one post for both places?  Maybe it would be better to write separate entries for here and there.  Whatever way I work it out you can be sure that I will continue to invite (and welcome!) your comments in either place.  I will continue to express opinions on music - worship music most of the time - and hopefully relate life to faith and music. 

So what song has been going through my head today?  The song it seemed I dreamt all last night:  By faith we see the hand of God, a new hymn (2009) by Stuart Townend, Keith Getty and Kristyn Getty.  If I had to summarize it, I'd say the text was Hebrews chapter 11 set to a very singable tune which is exactly what I've come to expect from this writing team.  You can read the text and download the music by going here.  Better yet, you can hear it at Gettymusic.

What's the difference?

I've been thinking a lot over the last week or so about being stubborn and being persistent.  I got as far yesterday as looking up definitions for these 2 words and really, on paper, they are more similar than one might think.  The difference seems to be mostly in connotation.  If I hear someone say a person is stubborn, the image that comes to my mind is an inflexible attitude and an uncooperative spirit.  However, if a person is described as persistent, I would see someone who keeps at their task, whether chosen or assigned, until it's completed.

When it comes to a life of faith, is one word better than the other?  Does each word have pros and cons?  Can someone be stubborn and persistent about the same thing?  As always, my readers, your comments are welcomed.

Unusual weather

Last week we had three foggy days in a row. Now I know in some parts of the world, that would be a completely normal weather pattern, but here on the prairies, I'm guessing it would be more average to have 1 day in a winter (or 2 at the most) with fog and hoarfrost. The first day was Wednesday. The sun came out in the afternoon enough to brighten up the day but not get rid of the frost. Both Thursday and Friday, the fog lingered all day and frost built up on bare tree limbs and evergreens alike. Late Friday afternoon I walked up to the corner to buy a paper and while I enjoyed the walk and the scenery, I have to say it felt a little apocalyptic the way trees and buildings would appear out of and fade back into the fog.

As often happens, I found myself recalling an appropriate hymn text and what came to mind was:

O Lord, my God!
When I in awesome wonder consider all the works Thy hands have made...
then sings my soul... How great Thou art!
Words: Carl Gustav Boberg; English translation: Stuart K. Hine

The photo above was taken in the park behind our home.

The photo on the left is the spruce in our front yard.

What they sang

I might have known I couldn't leave it alone! I just had to check the hymn numbers to see what they sang at those 2 services on October 24, 1954. The first thing to do was go to the bookshelf to pull my copy of The Book of Praise, 1918 which is what I'm assuming they were using in 1954. (New hymnals were issued in 1972 and again in 1997.) Only the numbers were printed in the bulletin - no titles. Where there was a possibility of more than one tune, I have listed all the tune names.

Here's what I found for the morning service:
#21 - (Psalm 24:7-10) Ye gates, lift up your heads on high - ST. GEORGE'S EDINBURGH
#436 - Come let us to the Lord our God - BELMONT
#295 - The church's one foundation - AURELIA
#531 - How firm a foundation - ADESTE FIDELES

At the evening service, these were the hymns:
#77 - (Psalm 91:1-6, 9, 10) The man who once has found abode - TALLIS'S CANON or PHILADELPHIA
#86 - (Psalm 100) All people that on earth do dwell - OLD 100TH
#399 - Come, let us sing of a wonderful love - WONDERFUL LOVE
#254 - All hail the power of Jesus' name - MILES LANE or UNIVERSITY or CORONATION

Here are some observations. There are 2 tunes here I don't know - ST. GEORGE'S EDINBURGH and PHILADELPHIA. It surprised me to see "How firm a foundation" paired with the tune we commonly use for "O come, all ye faithful". In my nearly 14 years with the Presbyterian church, only the settings of Psalm 24 and 91 are unfamiliar. All the other texts and most of the tunes are used on a somewhat regular basis.

While it is true that newer music is also used in worship today, I fear we rely too heavily on the 'tried and true' hymns which people in 1954 sang. Do these speak to people today? Are we trying to keep alive an expression of faith which has no meaning in 2012? Comments are always welcome, my readers.

Through gates of pearl...

We sometimes hear the expression "the pearly gates", often in connection with a joke that mentions Peter and someone seeking entrance to heaven. Today, for All Saints' Day, we sang the hymn For all the saints (words by William W. How) and the line that grabbed my attention this year was in the 8th verse: "...through gates of pearl streams in the countless host..." I think the reason this line stood out to me today is connected to what I witnessed at the women's conference I attended in May. You can read about that here. At the end of the message this morning, each one in the congregation was invited to come forward and light a candle representing someone (a saint = Christian believer) who had influenced them in their spiritual walk in the past. The candle would also represent someone that we hope to influence for Christ. Although we are a small group, it was moving to see each flickering flame and realize that those candles represented a miniscule portion of 'the countless host' - some of whom have gone before and some who will come after us.

You can't beat live music!

This post, strictly speaking, is not faith related. However, it does have to do with music! Twice in the space of seven days, I've attended live music events. It doesn't get much better than that for me. As a musician who is more often than not sitting on the bench playing, it is a real treat to listen to others for a change. Last weekend, I was at the first ever national women's conference put on by the Presbyterian Church in Canada. Saturday was a 'free' evening with various events to attend. I chose the concert at the conference hotel with fabulous music by two groups: Clan Hannigan, led by Steafan, and Lost Pilgrims. A most enjoyable evening of music and entertainment.

Tonight I went to "Spring Fling", an annual fundraiser for the band program at my son's school. The music was provided by the jazz bands - one band per grade, Gr. 9 through 12 - and an alumni band. Once again, great quality music and really good entertainment.

These two very different events held 1,200 miles apart made me think about the power of music in our lives. It would be easy to take music for granted. After all, we hear it nearly everywhere we go - the grocery store, the airport, traveling in the car, etc. I can hear a song from a certain time in my life and be instantly 'transported' back to that year (1970 something?) and sometimes even a specific place where I was when I heard it.

Now, just for a moment, think about how this relates to the pieces we sing in worship. The staying power of words and music is phenomenal. Words of faith and statements of belief can be planted in our hearts and minds using music and be used over and over to assure us of God's love and plan for us. I say, bring on the music!

'Til we cast our crowns before Thee

I did something today I haven't done in over 2 decades. I got up in the middle of the night to watch a royal wedding. Yes, I was curious about 'the dress', but more than that I wanted to experience the music of Westminster Abbey during the ceremony, knowing full well that the music is not considered a highlight to be replayed in its entirety later in the day. There were some glorious moments! The bride's entrance to "I Was Glad" by Sir C.H.H. Parry was wonderful. (I'm not sure that was entirely the context intended by the Psalmist but whatever...) The fanfares by the two groups of trumpeters were marvelous as well. If I'd had a say in the matter, I'd have heard more organ and not quite as much orchestra, but then one has to consider supporting the singing of about 1,900 people in a building with very live acoustics.

The couple's choice of hymns was very interesting. They were: Guide Me, O Thou Great Jehovah (Tune: Cwm Rhondda), Love Divine, All Loves Excelling (Tune: Blaenwern) and lastly, And Did Those Feet in Ancient Time (Tune: Jerusalem). The first 2 tunes are Welsh and it made me wonder if this was a deliberate tribute to Wales (William's surname as Charles is the Prince of Wales). There are other reasons, of course, for choosing those 2 hymns. I understand that the second is a very popular choice for English weddings and with this particular tune - one that is not well known in North America. The third hymn always makes me think of the movie, Chariots of Fire; that's the first time I ever heard it.

The big question today seems to be, "What was your memorable moment during the wedding?" Well, the moment I'll remember occurred during the singing of Love Divine. The TV camera was on the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge as they both sang the words, "...'Til we cast our crowns before Thee, lost in wonder, love and praise." It was a poignant reminder to me that earthly kingdoms - past, present and future - will someday pass away and we will glorify only the King of Kings, and be "lost in wonder, love and praise".

Holy Week

I can't pretend to speak for all church musicians, but I know I have a love/hate relationship with Holy Week. I love celebrating the high points and recognizing the sombre times. I love the music that goes with those all-important days of the church calendar. I hate the frantic feeling I get nearly every year thinking that the music can never possibly be ready in time. I hate feeling like each service is something to cross off my to-do list when it's finished so I can move on to the next one and get it over with too.

In the midst of all this busy-ness, I stopped at the grocery store Friday afternoon. After getting the few things I needed, I got back in the car to drive home. As I started the car, the radio came on exactly, and I do mean exactly, at the place in Sibelius's symphony where we get the hymn tune FINLANDIA. The first line of the hymn text popped into my mind - "Be still my soul, the Lord is on thy side." Just what I needed to hear to slow me down and take a deep breath!

You can have all this world...

"How Sweet the Sound!" is already more than a week ago; how time flies! The concert went well and I really enjoyed working with professional singers again. It's been awhile since I could just sit down and play and not do the coaching side of it as well. Definitely a treat for me. :) I usually find that there are one or two songs, sometimes more, that stay in my head for a few days after a performance. This time one of them was the spiritual "Give me Jesus". In my opinion, music and text are perfectly wed to create a song filled with emotion and the spiritual longing to desire only Christ in all I do.

This performance is not the arrangement we did, but it captures the essence of the song very well.

Merry Christmas! (for real)

We are now firmly planted in the 12 days of Christmas. These are my relaxing days; the musical demands of the season are behind me now and I can listen to carols and enjoy them!

Last year, I wrote a little on the subject of sentiment and/or emotion in the carols we sing. The Victorian writers were especially good (it seems to me) at glossing over the hard reality of Jesus' birth. I was challenged by a friend to write something that was more realistic but still singable.

Asleep in the manger; there's no other place
for Mary to put Him. There's dust on His face.
The cattle are noisy! She just needs to rest
with Joseph and Jesus; she feels very blessed.

But wait! There are shepherds who come now to see
the Babe in the manger and His family.
'Twas angels that told them - well, that's what they say.
It would have been nice if they'd come the next day.

The Baby is crying again; is He wet?
Or hungry or cold? Mary's not sure, and yet
she loves Him and holds Him and sings Him to sleep
accompanied by sounds from the goats and the sheep.

"we feebly struggle..."

Please don't misunderstand, dear reader, I'm not feeling feeble today, nor am I having a day of struggles. The above is part of a line in the hymn, For All the Saints, one of my all-time favourite hymns. (One of about 500 or more, you understand!) Today, All Saints' day, I am thinking of my Dad. November 1st falls about mid-way between the date in October 1995 that he died and his birthday near the end of November.

There are many wonderful lines in this hymn, but I seem to choke up on this one, and more so as the years go on. The whole line is:

We feebly struggle, they in glory shine.

The Christian walk can be a struggle at times - maybe even all the time. We could be grappling with the right thing to do in a situation. We could be fighting against the pull of the world with its alluring glories, shortlived though they be. But those who have gone on ahead of us to glory have left those struggles behind forever. Wow!

So on this All Saints' Day let us remember those who, from all their labours, rest.

Thanks be to God

In my last post, I wrote about an often sung Thanksgiving hymn. Today's hymn uses a traditional Welsh tune, AR HYD Y NOS (better known as "All through the night"), and newer words written by Fred Pratt Green copyright in 1970. You can read all the text by going here. When preparing for the service on October 10th, I checked to see what alternate harmonizations I had to enhance the service. I found a very nice setting by Martin Setchell in Last Verse Extravaganza for Organ (pub. by Kevin Mayhew Ltd. in 2001) that seemed to work well. I was a little puzzled by 2 discordant measures until I realized that the words in this part of verse 3 were: "for the truths that still confound us...thanks be to God." What great harmonic writing! And what an unusual thing to be thankful for - something that confounds us. Or is it so unusual? It is reassuring to me to know that I serve a God who is greater than I and that humans will never know or understand everything in our world.

Thanks be to God!

...For our wants to be supplied.

Today is Thanksgiving Day in Canada. There are many wonderful hymns for harvest thanksgiving and the one that opened St. Andrew's worship yesterday was Come, Ye Thankful People, Come. I always think of my Dad when we sing this because he told me once that he had heard Alberta farmers sing "All is safely gathered in ere the winter storms begin" when their crops were buried under snow and still out in the fields. At choir practice on Weds. that came up in conversation and a couple of the guys figured it was in 1959. That storm hit the whole prairies it seems.

Funny how you can sing a hymn time after time and something new will grab you on a certain occasion. I did remember Dad's story this year too, but what really got my attention was the line, "God, our Maker, doth provide for our wants to be supplied." - Not just our needs, but our wants! We have so much to be thankful for!

High King of heaven, my treasure Thou art

One of the reasons I began this blog is that I enjoy writing. When I was a teenager, I made a little money writing poetry and short, inspirational pieces and it was always so exciting to get that cheque in the mail! I might have pursued writing as a career except that the passion of making music took over and I knew I couldn't do without music in my life.

On my recent trip to Calgary, it was a thrill to meet an author whose work I've read and learned from . Pictured below (L-R) are author Donna Fletcher Crow, me and Donna's daughter, Elizabeth who lives in Calgary.


Donna lives in Idaho and arrived in Calgary around the same time as I did for a family visit and a book signing this coming Saturday. My sister, Sharon, told Donna about my concert at Grace Presbyterian and I was excited to learn that Donna, Elizabeth and a friend were able to come hear me play. There's much more to it than meeting this author whose work I enjoy. Donna writes historical fiction and I learned when reading The Fields of Bannockburn and Glastonbury (the history of Christianity in Scotland and England respectively) that the Celts had many small kingdoms whose monarchs would come together to elect one to be King over all. His title was "High King". Applying this knowledge to the hymn "Be Thou My Vision" gave the words a whole new meaning for me! Donna came to me after the concert and thanked me for my words and shared that she too would never sing this hymn the same way again.

I believe that when we learn more about the hymns and songs we sing in worship, we strengthen and enrich their meaning and our own praise as well.

Just to clarify...

Last night I realized that the phrase "dumbing down" did not sound very nice and that I needed to clarify myself a little. I'm not sure how widely used this term is or how it is usually used. Please forgive me if I offended you, my reader. What I meant by it was that unintentionally we could end up singing music that is so simple that our goal of excellence in worship would be left unchallenged. That is not to say that we shouldn't sing any and all pieces to the best of our ability.

The only comparison I can think of is this: Babies, after a few months, learn to digest mother's milk or formula much more easily than they digested it in the beginning. There is less spitting up, maybe less burping, etc. and they are ready for other food as well. At some point, that other food becomes necessary and vital to their growth.

So it should be with our spiritual expressions of praise. We will grow in our faith and our praise should expand with us! I hope this has made things clearer - and not muddier.

Calm Repose

I was looking in this old hymnal the other day for an alternate tune I remembered singing with the words Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah. I found that tune, and then got 'lost' for awhile, thumbing through the book and looking at other hymns. Some I remembered and haven't sung for years, and others I don't think I'd even heard before such as this one:

O for a heart of calm repose
Amid the world's loud roar,
A life that like a river flows
Along a peaceful shore!

Come, Holy Spirit! still my heart
With gentleness divine;
Indwelling peace Thou canst impart;
O make that blessing mine!

Come, Holy Spirit! breathe that peace,
That vict'ry make me win;
Then shall my soul her conflict cease,
And find a heav'n within.

The author is anonymous; the tune (no name given) is by Henry W. Greatorex. No other information was published in this hymnal.

In spite of the outdated language, the words are meaningful even today. In fact, maybe they are even more necessary today as the roar of the world seems very loud at times!

I could leave my post there, but there is another dilemma I wish had an answer to. Who on earth put this tune with these words? In the first line there are 2 huge jumps in the melody - one 6th and one 7th. It doesn't strike me as being 'calm repose' to have a melody like that. I know, some of this comes down to the fact that 80 years ago two things were quite different.
1. The general population sang more than they do now.
2. More of the general population attended church than they do now.
I have no stats to back up my statements but I don't think I'm too far off the mark. Maybe congregations would not have found that melody as difficult to sing then as I think congregations today would. Maybe it's not such a bad marriage between words and tune. Maybe there's something else symbolic in the tune that I am not seeing. For sure I know there will always be more to learn about hymns.

More Grace

Never doubt, dear reader, that God knows what it is we need before we ask. I began this day feeling rather overwhelmed with life's circumstances and wondering how I would cope with things coming up. This afternoon, my Mom phoned to see how I was, and to tell me that my aunt had woken up early - 4:30 a.m. early! - and had the overpowering urge to pray specifically for me. That was answer #1. After we finished on the phone I started straightening up the kitchen and put on a CD for company. One of the pieces in a medley struck home with a powerful hit. That was answer #2. The song is one my Mom often sang and the first line immediately came to mind:

He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater.
Words by Annie Johnson Flint

The power of music and words together never ceases to amaze me! I am thanking God for this gift today.

The Lord's My Shepherd

As my fellow hymn blogger CWS has pointed out, today is Good Shepherd Sunday and I would guess that a number of congregations sang some setting of Psalm 23 in their worship. Sometimes I wonder how many hymns we could find - either to sing or recite - of this familiar passage!

One of my favourite arrangers, John Carter, has a piano book called Songs of the Shepherd which contains 8 pieces all referring to our Shepherd, the Lord. Most of the hymns or tunes in the collection are familiar to me but there is one setting I'm having trouble finding the words for. It is: The Lord's My Shepherd, All My Need, Tune: EVAN. If any of my readers can help with this search, I'd be very grateful.