Came across this today. Not my favourite song or even up there but what a performance!!
AND … one blog reader who liked this as well shared a wonderful video clip with me. Thanks Peter. Really REALLY enjoyed this one.
If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung
Would you hear my voice come through the music
Would you hold it near as it were your own?
It’s a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken
Perhaps they’re better left unsung
I don’t know, don’t really care
Let there be songs to fill the air
Ripple in still water
When there is no pebble tossed
Nor wind to blow
Reach out your hand if your cup be empty
If your cup is full may it be again
Let it be known there is a fountain
That was not made by the hands of men
There is a road, no simple highway
Between the dawn and the dark of night
And if you go no one may follow
That path is for your steps alone
Ripple in still water
When there is no pebble tossed
Nor wind to blow
You who choose to lead must follow
But if you fall you fall alone
If you should stand then who’s to guide you?
If I knew the way I would take you home
I was looking for something on YouTube and then, as can all too easily happen, I found myself wandering down a path of video clips that I’d never heard of. One of them was Billy Crystal speaking at the funeral of Muhammad Ali. It was lovely piece and he mentioned in it the first time he met his friend and hero when he performed a piece called “Fifteen Rounds” and, of course, there it was in the list of videos beside the one I was looking at. I clicked, I watched and here it is … What a piece of work.
This is from someone who doesn’t like boxing and knows little of Muhammad Ali other than memories of watching fights from time to time and hearing him being interviewed. What I like about this is Crystal’s delivery and Muhammad’s reactions. He had, as I understand it at the time, no idea who Crystal was. They went on to form a deeply rooted friendship.
During the week, I had a “touch of flu”!! I’m trying to make little of it but it was, of course, that awful strain known as the “Man Flu”:) I was reminded of a video clip I was shown a few years ago and thought I might share it here again. Just to make people aware really.
As we come to the last day of the Christmas Season, I believe there is something being said to us about arriving and beginning when others might all too easily think it’s time to leave and forget.
The journey, in truth, is just beginning now and as we continue to welcome the baby, we must allow him become a man. We need to grow alongside him and watch him grow with and for us too. It would be too easy to leave him wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger but it would be wrong too. His place is not in the manger but in our lives.
The Three Kings remind us that we need to be willing to travel to meet Him and open to finding him. The Bethlehem Star may well be the ringing of the bell for Sunday Mass or an invitation to come and pray. Are we willing to hear that sound, see that sign and follow the star? It is only in our “yes” to this that we can truly encounter Christ. Having encountered Him, we too may well need to fall on our knees and do him homage.
See this Feast Day as a meeting point where earthly royalty and status meet the Heavenly King. See it as day when shepherds too are welcomed along with their sheep and lambs, see it as a day when we speak to the truth of our faith and show willingness to honour our God.
A beginning for sure …. let us walk to and from the Stable. Amen
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