Americans this Sunday morning woke to the tragic news of the worst mass shooting in US history.
Over 100 people were victims of a terrorist attack by a lone gunman, who pledge allegiance to the Islamic State on a 911 call while he was killing Americans out on a Saturday night at a dance club in Orlando, Florida.
Of that number 50 were killed. Another 53 were critically wounded, prognosis not yet known.
It happened that those victims were gay, but they were still our sons, our daughters, our brothers, our sisters, our cousins, our mothers, our fathers. They were still Americans struck down by a jihadist.
I recalled listening to my father in sermon after sermon as a child growing up in the parsonage talk of how his father would gather him, his sister and wife together in the storm cellar in Arkansas to wait out a storm, a tornado passing by. Grandpa would pull them all into his arms and hold them until it was once more safe to rise and meet a new day.
On this Sunday when Americans are dealing with the aftermath of a storm of terrorism, it only seemed appropriate to post this gem of hope written by the late, great Mosie Lister as performed while I was with The Crystal Valley Quartet. Take hope and have faith as you listen to “‘Til the Storm Passes By.“
Today’s Gospel music comes from a live recording of a group of children known as The Lighthouse Beacons back in 1987 at The Lighthouse Chapel in Dugger, Indiana where my step-father, the late Reverend Jack Hollifield, was pastor.
Mom (Sharon Hollifield) provided me with the cassette recording from that Sunday morning service with the children singing which was broadcast later that afternoon on WNDI in Sullivan, Indiana on the “Rays of Hope.” I was able to record this on my computer from the cassette Saturday afternoon.
The transfer and the recording are by no means professional or of the greatest quality, but the message of the song and the love of The Lighthouse Beacons shine through. To think some of these children, including my sister Leticia Maxey, are now in their 40s.
How well I remember as a young boy every Sunday morning listening to Gospel Jubilee and other singing shows before heading off to church. One song that always got the heart racing, feet tapping and hands clapping was “The Meeting in the Air“.
But it never could ring and touch hearts and souls like when the congregation would raise the roof on a Sunday night getting happy singing this old Gospel standard.
Here we have The Crystal Quartet performing the hymn at the Mt. Olive Christian Church on the outskirts of Spencer, Indiana.
I am playing the piano and featured on the third verse with the solo lead. But not before making a key change from G to C.
My son, Kevin, and daughter-in-law, Hailey, went and saw the new Marvel flick about a war between Batman and Superman last night.
Here is Hailey’s review of the movie:
Love or hate Batman v Superman, when Wonder Woman shows up and her theme kicks in it’s by far the hypest thing ever. She comes off looking so powerful, I am SOOO excited for her movie next year.
BvS has a lot of problems (mainly editing, pacing and Jesse Eisenberg) but we still had fun with it. The Justice League setup was forced and rushed, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t still excited for it. Batfleck is the best on-screen Batman I’ve seen and I’m super excited for him to get a solo movie. Kev and I agree what they should have done is rebooted Batman first, then done Man of Steel, then done BvS. Still, nothing can kill my hype for Justice League, not even Zach Snyder. (Also, spoilers, but we both guess that Jared Leto’s Joker is Jason Todd, it would explain why Batman has kind of lost his mind in this movie – speaking of which, I’m cautiously optimistic for Suicide Squad… it’ll either be really good or really cringey)
Woke to a rainy, cold day in the Cornfield. The chill was not a welcoming start to this Saturday. I sat drinking my coffee trying to warm my body.
Checked out the television listings and was transported back to Saturday mornings as a child in Columbus, Indiana. That’s when I saw what was playing on TMC. Perfect for this cold, rainy day – The Bowery Boys!
So many Saturdays were spent watching the hijinx and mangled English of Slip and the slapstick of Sach.
This of course was usually followed by a rough and tumble Western. Today’s treat is Fort Apache with John Wayne and Henry Fonda.
My life goal was to be an actor, and it still is. I hope for a day I do at least 1 movie on the “Big Screen”. There was a movie being made here in Rochester which I auditioned for and got the part. I hope to place a few of them on here. Enjoy!