Wednesday, May 23, 2012

~MUSIC FOR THE DAY ♪






"If your household appliances wrote love songs while you were away on vacation, their cheerful blips and bleeps would pour out the windows, sweep through the neighborhood like candy-coated tidal waves, and you would return home to find crowds of people standing on your lawn, clapping and singing along to the happiest pop melodies imaginable. Welcome to Owl City."

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I was completely unaware of Adam Young's faith profile (so to speak) until I stumbled over this cover he did on youtube one day--you don't say...




Here is a bit piece with a Minnesotan paper in which Adam speaks of "In Christ Alone."  The article also links to Adam's blog, which is also linked from Owl City's website.

Here is an interview with the singer by Christianity Today ("Owls, Fireflies, and Jesus") in which Adam shares his faith story and deals with the question as to whether he wants to be known as a "Christian musician" (and for Owl City to be known as a "Christian band").

Here  is an interview with Jesus Freak Hideout in which Adam shares lots a' fun stuff ☺.
 
Here is an article about the band by The Source for Youth Ministry.

Here is an interview with Adam by Back Beat Seattle in which he relates what inspired him to create Owl City.
 
Here is an interview Adam did with a radio show in which he shares his musical influences. *Btw, the video at the end of the interview is a car ad :/

Here is an interview in which Adam reveals the provenance of the moniker, "Owl City" (what a hoot!) ☺.

Here is an article by The A.V. Club (an entertainment newspaper/website published by The Onion) in which nonsensical shenanigans predominated ☺.

Here is an interview Adam did with The Christian Post in which he relates the meaning behind the song, "Galaxies."





Call back the cap-com,
Tick off the time-bomb,
Let felicity fly!
Armour the airlock,
Blanket the bedrock,
And kiss the planet goodbye!

Dear God, I was terribly lost,
When the galaxies crossed,
And the sun went dark.
Dear God, You're the only North Star,
I would follow this far.

Fight back the flight deck,
Bring on the breakneck,
Cue the solar eclipse!
Summit the sunset,
Dubtail the dragnet,
And blow your backbone to bits!

Dear God, I was terribly lost,
When the galaxies crossed,
And the sun went dark.
Dear God, You're the only North Star,
I would follow this far.

Oh telescope, keep an eye on my only Hope,
Lest I blink and be swept off the Narrow Road.
Hercules, you've got nothing to say to me,
'Cause you're not the Blinding Light that I need.

For He is the Saving Grace of the galaxies!
He is the Saving Grace of the galaxies

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Sunday, May 20, 2012

~QUOTATION FOR THE DAY



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"Jesus already knows the cost of grace.  He already knows the price of forgiveness.  But he offers it anyway. 
Love burst his heart."
~From, He Still Moves Stones, by Max Lucado~

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Saturday, May 19, 2012

~the Musician ♫



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*Photion reblogged

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Friday, May 18, 2012

~QUOTATIONS FOR THE DAY





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"The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing...
to find the place where all the beauty came from."
~From, Till We Have Faces, by C.S. Lewis~

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"Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning."
~James 1:17~

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"All that is good, all that is true, all that is beautiful, all that is beneficent, be it great or small, be it perfect or fragmentary, natural as well as supernatural, moral as well as material, comes from God."
~John Henry Newman~

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*I have not read, Till We Have Faces, but I noticed it has received quite a few stellar reviews.  In fact, one reviewer gushed that it "remade" her.

*Photion reblogged

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Thursday, May 17, 2012

~POEM FOR THE DAY




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The year's at the spring
And the day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hillside's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn:
God's in his heaven--
All's right with the world!


*Image source

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Tuesday, May 15, 2012

~DON'T BE A WORRY-WART!





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Visit this link for Bible verses and quotations about wOrRy

Also, this book has amazing things to say on the subject!

*Image reblogged

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~SONG FOR THE DAY





Worn out, wasted
Like a bird with broken wings
Sometimes grace reminds me
I don't get to be the king

But love it washes over
Love it pulls me closer
Love it changes everything

Everything is beautiful
Even when the tears are falling
I don't need a miracle to believe
Even in the crashing down
I can hear redemption calling
And everything is beautiful to me

Sweetly, You release me
From the weight of what I've done
The trigger trips the hammer
But the bullets never come

And love like a landslide
Like the wind
Spins around me pulls me in
At it's unveiling, I begin

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Sunday, May 13, 2012

~A MOTHER'S HEART



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This is a unique, surprising, and thought-provoking poem...


MOTHERHOOD

Mary, the Christ long slain, passed silently,
Following the children joyously astir
Under the cedrus and the olive tree,
Pausing to let their laughter float to her--
Each voice an echo of a voice more dear,
She saw a little Christ in every face.

Then came another woman gliding near
To watch the tender life which filled the place.
And Mary sought the woman's hand, and spoke:
"I know thee not, yet know thy memory tossed
With all a thousand dreams their eyes evoke
Who bring to thee a child beloved and lost.

"I, too, have rocked my Little One.
And He was fair!
Oh, fairer than the fairest sun,
And, like its rays through amber spun,
His sun-bright hair.
Still I can see it shine and shine."
"Even so," the woman said, "was mine."

"His ways were ever darling ways"--
And Mary smiled--
"So soft, so clinging!  Glad relays
Of love were all His precious days.
My Little Child!
My vanished star!  My music fled!"
"Even so was mine," the woman said.

And Mary whispered: "Tell me, thou,
Of thine."  And she:
"Oh, mine was rosy as a bough
Blooming with roses, sent, somehow,
To bloom for me!
His balmy fingers left a thrill
Deep in my breast that warms me still."

Then she gazed down some wilder, darker hour,
And said--when Mary questioned, knowing not:
"Who art thou, mother of so sweet a flower?"--
"I am the mother of Iscariot."

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Tuesday, May 8, 2012

~QUOTATION FOR THE DAY




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"They say that God is everywhere, and yet we always
think of Him as somewhat of a recluse."

*Image reblogged

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