To: PROLIFE who wrote (69 ) 6/16/1998 11:21:00 AM From: Jane Hafker Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 638
opps. Wrong Donny. But I do so appreciate the instant hymn. Thanks so much, Dan, I thought it was DLL that pulled it up so fast. I am a classic rocker who never outgrew it, just had to give it up. So my obsession with classic old hymns and southern revival hymns is strange, actually I should be the one who only wants "the new music" and never wants to drone through the old ones. But IF, I say IF, any true church of believers in America would turn off that ....... amplifying equipment, put away all the bass guitars cranked up to rock concert level, and sing together in the spirit from an old hymn book that got thrown in the closet about 1979, we might see something we've heard about and have been waiting for. Sadly, no one has to worry about that boring experience, because I don't think anyone will ever allow it again. Actually, the only time I get to sing with the brethren without over-amplified musicial accompanyment is here on SI with Shalom. That's pretty funny when you think about it. But I have a thing about music. We used to sing years ago before the amplified music moved in from everywhere. At that time, of COURSE everyone was very young and very into music, and it was in all of our blood big time, real music, so when given the hymns to sing, the singers would take out on divine harmonies. I thought some of it was not of this earth, and felt it was quite the singing of the angels. The Lord has strange ways of confirming thought. There was a very emotionally wrecked opera singer who somehow fell into our little Rabbit Hole prayer meetings sessions with some of the divine singers, who didn't even bother to pull out an acoustic guitar. She was joining in of course, and I remember those sessions kind of went off the Riechter scale for beauty in the ears. She told us after the session that she couldn't understand it because we were singing notes that didn't exist. She said she was trying to imagine writing some of the notes down, but you couldn't. She said "this singing doesn't exist". That's what she said. And she was genuinely mindblown at it and staring with that mindblown look when you can't figure it out, period. So, if God let me be privey to singing with Him and the angels, I will not let that memory be erased by Nashville. Nashville is good, but only like a ham sandwich compared to a Las Vegas buffet. That by way of apology, probably. But to say that I miss those chances to enter in, that's understatement. So, when I complain, I complain for good reason. I've just had something so much better it cannot be quantified, and I'll have it again, for sure.