Archive | December 2013

A Song For Tonight…

O come, O come, Emmanuel,

and ransom captive Israel;

that mourns in lonely exile here,

until the Son of God appear.

Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel,

shall come to thee, O Israel!

 

O come, Thou Wisdom, from on high,

and order all things far and nigh;

to us the path of knowledge show,

and teach us in her ways to go.

Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel,

shall come to thee, O Israel!

 

O come, O come, Thou Lord of might,

who to Thy tribes on Sinai’s height

in ancient times did give the law

in cloud and majesty and awe.

Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel,

shall come to thee, O Israel!

 

O come, Thou Rod of Jesse’s stem,

from ev’ry foe deliver them

that trust Thy mighty power to save,

and give them vict’ry o’er the grave.

Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel,

shall come to thee, O Israel!

 

O come, Thou Key of David, come

and open wide our heav’nly home;

make safe the way that leads on high

that we no more have cause to sigh.

Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel,

shall come to thee, O Israel!

 

O come, Thou Dayspring from on high,

and cheer us by thy drawing nigh;

disperse the gloomy clouds of night

and death’s dark shadow put to flight.

Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel,

shall come to thee, O Israel!

 

O come, Desire of the nations, bind

in one the hearts of all mankind;

bid every strife and quarrel cease

and fill the world with heaven’s peace.

Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel,

shall come to thee, O Israel!

Sunday Jazz — December 22nd

Nat King Cole, Elvis, Celine Dion, Bing Crosby, John Lennon.  With all due respect to each of these legends, none of their voices are the one I most look forward to hearing playing over the radio during November and December.  You can’t deny that each of them produced timeless renditions of particular Christmas songs, which I have heard repeatedly over the last few weeks, but for my money, none of them hold a candle to the songs on the “Louis Armstrong and Friends” Christmas album.

If you’ve never heard this album, here are a couple of tracks.  Just be careful listening to the 2nd one however, because after a few times through you might start asking yourself, “Who was that other guy that sang this song….maybe in a movie with a similar name?”

A Quick Trip

It was a short trip out on Puget Sound Saturday morning.  Barely 10 minutes out of the car was all it took for the sting to creep from our fingertips down through our wrists.  By the 4th cast there was a thin coat of ice formed on the fly line.  By the 10th, the guides were frozen solid.  The sun offered no relief, as it was still an hour or so from peaking over the top of the hill behind us.

We took a moment to process our options.  The tide was pushing toward the drift wood around us, picking up the logs lying the lowest on the beach and rolling them around with a discomforting ease.  It hadn’t even reached high tide yet.

At some point during mornings like this the lyrics to the old Kenny Rogers song become applicable:  “you got to know when to hold ’em…..know when to fold ’em.”  A fish swirled a few feet away from us, but we were already moving towards the car.  Maybe another day.