I took this photo during this afternoon’s Tre Ore Good Friday service at Holy Communion. In the background you can see Pastor Jeff Barrow in the pulpit, preaching on the first of the so-called Seven Last Words of Jesus. . . “Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.” It was a wonderful
It’s weird how a long and demanding day can make you really appreciate going to church. My day started with signing on at the radio station, which meant bounding out of bed (sort of) at 430 a.m. and at the station by 5 for a 5 hour stint which today included a live interview with
Today may have been a mostly crummy day, but right in the middle of the day (before my second failed emissions test) I had a very exciting little adventure that I will not soon forget. For years and years I heard about a guy in town named Fred Hermes who had an amazing theater organ
Today was a day when I had to try and live up to the rather holier- than-thou attitude of my previous post where I talked about the members of the choir and how I hoped that by thinking of the NIU shooting they would be a little less inclined to dwell on the frustrations of
Allow me to introduce you to one of my very favorite voice students- who is also one terrific young man. I first learned about Nick from his high school choir director, Elizabeth Steege (from Case High School here in Racine.) We were at a music event back in November, and Elizabeth said that she had
Monday was a great night in DeKalb, Illinois for the Carthage Choir and director Weston Noble - performing their finest concert yet. But it was a painful night for one of our second basses, Andrew Spinelli. On his way back from the sanctuary to the church lounge (he heard me playing the piano and stuck
If you look closely at these two handsome members of the Carthage Choir, Matt Staller and Andrew Lenox, you might notice a red-and-black ribbon adorning their respective lapels. The entire choir wore these ribbons to honor the memory of those students who were killed in a recent mass shooting on the campus of Northern
I guess I was a little too excited to get to Rockford, IL for the Carthage Choir ‘s concert - I was pulled over for speeding about six miles west of Racine, on highway 20 - the same highway on which a few years back my wife and I were tagged for what we’ll simply
Every Palm Sunday for as long as I can remember has included the magnificent hymn “All Glory Laud and Honor” and today was no exception. But it is only today that I am realizing what the refrain of that spirited hymn says: “All Glory, laud and honor to you, Redeemer King - to whom the
Now a quick story about yesterday’s experience in Waukesha that was a bit maddening and could have been catastrophic. Our concert last night was at 7:00. The choir arrived at the church by about 4:00 in order to have a good 90-minute rehearsal . . . with dinner scheduled at the church for 5:30, which
