Funny thing about getting a hole in your blue jeans. You rarely notice the start of the thing. A small frayed area becomes a little hole. The little hole becomes a big hole. And then the jeans are not terribly useful. In my opinion, that’s a metaphor for the state of today’s Christian music. I stumbled on to the problem when trying to find songs that would match a series of devotionals I was doing. You can find tons of songs that “Wanna praise the Lord. Wanna praise the Lord. Yeah. Yeah. Yuh-yeah…Wanna praise the Lord.” But the moment you…
Good and Perfect Gifts
As I write this, directly behind me in my office is a small round table. On it is a sheet of white paper—the visible evidence of a visit from three year old Joslynn Jaeger. The paper is festooned with an arc of seven bright orange stickers. Also on that sheet of paper, tiny crumbs of dried out play dough. She and her “Grandma Di-Di” made two cats—one yellow, one black. They are, alas, both disassembled and back in their respective plastic cans. Yet the evidence of Joslynn’s visit is still present. Underneath the first paper is another, bearing a partial…