I know I’ve posted it before; but this song has been keeping me company since the middle of last night. I reckon there must be a reason for that, even if I don’t know what it is.
So here: In the Garden, sung by Alan Jackson. I hope I’ve done what the Lord wanted me to do.
People keep saying I look better. But I feel like a boulder rolled downhill and squashed me. I can’t imagine any reason for friends, family, and casual acquaintances to say this if it weren’t so. All I can say for sure is, I’m still sick.
And I have to wait till mid-August just to have a “consultation” about my no-good broken him. They’ll fix it… someday. Meanwhile, it hurts all night, all day. What I wouldn’t give for a good night’s sleep!
I will try to work today. Please pray for me and wish me luck.
Requested by TheWhiteRabbit, here’s a hymn I’ve never heard before: The Heart of Worship, performed here by Michael W. Smith.
We’re open all day for favorite hymns and worship songs. Don’t be shy!
Do owls know better than to try to force themselves uphill? Do we?
I have just posted an eye-wateringly beautiful rendition of In Christ Alone, by Michael W. Smith. I’d kind of like it to stay with me for a while! I do not want to write about Obama and Kamalalalala or any of the rest of ’em. Scat! Shoo!
Anybody out there got any hymns you’d like me to post?
This hymn does it for me–In Christ Alone, performed here by Michael W. Smith on the piano, backed up by a full orchestra. So beautiful!
See? It’s easy to request a hymn! Here we have Down by the Riverside, with singers chiming in from all over the world: requested by Patty, my wife, and featuring Grandpa Elliott in New Orleans.
All ya gotta do is ask.
G’day, boys ‘n’ gulls! Byron the Quokka here, to usher you into a glorious weekend of otherwise unobtainable TV viewing. Here’s just a teensy-weensy taste of what awaits you!
Saturday
11:04 a.m. Ch. 51 MONTREAL EXPOS BURNOUT THEATER–Indescribable
Former reserve outfielder Bombo Rivera hosts classic dramas starring the Montreal Expos’ bench instead of real actors and actresses! This week: Hamlet, with infielder Coco LaBoy in the title role. Sponsored by Allez-Oop Pest Control.
4:18 p.m. Ch. 31 MOVIE–Sentimental slop
In Voyage of the U.S.S. Grand Mammoo (1960, 254 minutes), we see what happens when a destroyer captain ( wrestling legend Lou Albano) becomes obsessed with weird voices he hears coming from the cookie jar . The ship’s psychiatrist (Donald Pleasance) can’t help–he hears ’em, too!
Sunday
5:18 a.m. Ch. 22 TUNGUSKA HOG-CHOKERS VS. INDIANAPOLIS DUST–“Tough Man competition”
Can you run into a brick wall at top speed–and still be able to chug-a-lug a quart of buttermilk? Join host Alan Dingbat as he totals up the carnage: team with the last man standing wins! Color: William “Flat-Face” Jones.
Well, guys, those shows ought to get you started! Some of the wombats around here started their own Tough Man competition… but the ant-eaters beat them to it.
Byron the Quokka, signing off.
I’m used to hearing Alan Jackson sing this hymn; but you can’t go wrong with the Living Stones Quartet. Amazing, what trained voices can do!
But the business at hand is… Jesus, Our Lord.
I don’t know about you, but I could use some fun today. And here it is.
Alternative history! What if the Roman legions had been composed of… mini dachshunds? There’d still be a Roman Empire, wouldn’t there? Such iron discipline! Those Huns and Gauls and Visigoths wouldn’t have stood a chance.
There’s a rumor going around that this video is AI-generated. Pshaw! Anyone who’s ever tried to train a bunch of dachshunds in classic Roman military tactics can tell you different.
Written by Charles Wesley, performed by Maddy Prior and the Carnival Band: oh my, yes, that’ll work! Light of the World: I feel like it’s been a long time since I posted this hymn. But it’s more than welcome today.