The Sound of His Voice

I have been telling people recently that I am grateful for this season and the songs that have been birthed out of it. I am feeling really creative. One of the guys that I have been excited to be in the room with is a guy named Michael Farren. He is the front man in a band that is signed to Word Records called Pocket Full of Rocks. He has a great passion for communicating the hope of the Gospel of Jesus and it's fun chasing songs with him. He is also a good hang.

We got together recently to write and started talking about the sound of the Lord's voice...the physical sound of it. He shared a video with me that illustrated something about sound that I had never seen. Check this out. You may want to adjust your volume down as it might get a little bit uncomfortable.



Now this is just conjecture but what if it was the actual sound of the Lord's voice was the thing creating the heaven's and the earth. God said let there be light and there was light. God said let there be an expanse between the waters to separate water from water and it was so. God said...God Said...God said...and all of creation came to be. If there is a pattern to be made by a simple frequency and sand, is it too much of a jump to wonder if the actual sound of the Lord's voice made water and made it flow into the ocean...if it caused flowers to bloom....if it so creatively formed an elephant? I wonder.

To take it a step further, is the voice of the Lord STILL holding things together? Maybe there is a frequency of His voice that we can't hear that is still audibly creating?

All of these musings birthed a song called "The Sound of Your Voice" and I'm very happy with it. Hopefully you will hear it when the next Pocket Full of Rocks CD comes out.

I am so glad I am not a scientist...although it's fun to wonder about, it almost makes my brain explode:)

Listen here Cupcake....

Yesterday, I went to lunch with Carl Cartee and Barry Weeks at Boscos in Cool Springs. It was chilly outside and we noticed on the way in that there was a Bocci court. I'm not even sure if it is called a "court" but there were two areas outlined to play. I looked at Carl and said, " We are totally going to play after lunch." He smiled really big and said, "You're On". We went in and ate and on the way out, Barry asked if we could stop by Starbucks on the way back. Carl and I said sure, all while walking towards the Bocci "court". It turned out that the court was muddy as in the kind of mud that will build up on your shoes until it feels like you are walking around with bricks on your feet. We were a little bit disappointed that we couldn't play. As we were walking towards Barry's car, I looked up and saw Gigi's cupcakes. I said a sentence that has never come out of my mouth. I said, "guys...what about a cupcake". Carl laughed out loud and said, "We are totally getting a cupcake". I have watched this recent cupcake craze from the outside looking in. I like a cupcake...as in...if there are cupcakes at a party, I might eat one. That being said, we walked in and the nice lady behind the counter gave us an audio tour of the cupcakes in the display case. For some reason, none of them looked appetizing because the icing was piled as high as the cake itself almost making them look top-heavy. I was about to bail when Barry offered to pay. I was still not going to get a cupcake but he insisted so I ordered one. To give a brief synopsis of our experience, I don't think I will go back. I would give the cake part of the cupcake a solid grade of a "B" and the icing would get a dismal "D". But don't take my word for it cupcake. For $3, make your own assessment.

Let me know what you think.