I am the husband of one and the homeschooling father of five. I am a singer, songwriter, and a worship leader who plays guitar and piano. I am the Executive Director of Trinity Arts Center, a small Christian Arts Academy in Eastern Tennessee. I'm also a guitar teacher and -- I spend about half my time building web sites and helping companies organize their thoughts, fine tune their products, and turn their customers into company evangelists. I've been involved with four music projects in my life -- Hot Pink Turtle, Spin Radio, Stand Like Stone, and of course, Jamin Rathbun. I'm also training to be an Ultimate Fighter (that's not true). = )
biblePsalms 61:1-4
Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer. From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe. I long to dwell in your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings.
Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer. From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe. I long to dwell in your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings.
That last line reminds me an old song I wrote for the Spin Radio project (see below).
musicNotes: This is one of my favorites from this project. In fact, Eric and I have resurrected it on several occasions for special music at church or an impromptu jam. It's one of the first times we sang together and our voices just kind of clicked. I especially like how the vocals switch parts halfway through the chorus.
Lyrics: Oh Lord please hear my cry. Let the words of my soul rise softly to you and return to bring me hope. Lord take me to a place where I can see the sky. I know that by your grace, I will not be denied. And in this quiet place where I can be alone and feel the shelter of your wings pull me toward home. Pour out your love and faithfullness upon us all. Bring each one of us one step closer to the throne. Lord fill me with the strength of prophets of the past that I may count your grace, as countles as the sands. Quietly, comfort me Lord. Silently, safe in your arms. Shelter me, pull me toward home. Bring me in, safe from all harm.
If you're interested, you can listen to the rest of the Spin Radio project here.
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