Don’t ask me what the kittens were doing up there in the tree-house in the first place. Maybe their mother decided to have them there. Now watch what happens when the very young kittens decide to investigate the attached sliding board. Curiosity and cats.
Fortunately, Mommy’s here to help. Contrary to the academic prattle of today, motherhood is real. It’s part of God’s stuff, and it works.
Linda thought this would rouse our spirits: Big Mo, from his album, Remember Me, “The Funeral and Resurrection of Jesus.
Come on, now! Let’s see those Easter hymn requests. It’ll be here before you know it, so let’s get busy.
Do they make these for adults, too?
Watch the dog teach the baby how to bounce. I’m sure I never saw a dog do that kind of jump before. But the baby gets it!
There are a few things I would rather not have a dog teach my baby, if I had one. Still, you could do worse than have a fuzzy mentor.
Linda thought this worship song might pump us up this morning: Rescuer (Good News) by the Irish band, Rend Collective. So here we go–are you ready for the good news of the gospel?
You’re supposed to let sleeping dogs lie, right? Only here’s a cat who never heard that truism. He has an altogether different take on the matter of a sleeping dog. But maybe he already knows this dog will never hurt him. A little peek into Paradise…
I’m posting this yesterday for release today. Does that make any sense? Jesus Shall Reign, by Isaac Watts: “Blessings abound where’er He reigns.”
I have it on good authority that cats have skeletons. But what are their bones made of? Rubber? I mean, how do they get themselves in and out of jars, vases, and other exceedingly tight spots?
If you have claustrophobia, maybe you’d better not watch this.
This was one of my mother’s favorite hymns, Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, sung here by the Altar of Praise Men’s Chorale. It was written in the 1600s by Pastor Joachim Neander–for whom the Neanderthal Valley, in Germany is named: and for whom, indirectly, Neanderthal Man is named.
Why are these beautiful pictures shown with so many of the hymns? Because they are pictures of God’s handiwork–hymns sung to God by His Creation itself.
I’m not sure this is the video I selected.
I’ve never had a pet guinea pig, and I’m sure I missed out on a good thing. I really love those floppy ears, and that sound they make. I don’t love the combination of guinea pigs and water beds, but that’s another story.
This is the only hymn known for sure to have been by John Bunyan, famous for Pilgrim’s Progress. It reminds us that the pilgrim’s way is hard, but that we have a Helper who can never fail. To Be a Pilgrim, by John Bunyan: and this is my favorite rendition of it, by Maddy Prior and the Carnival Band.