Asked if I have been skiing, I have to say that whilst I have, in the past, stood on skis... I did not move, either in the direction intended, nor at the speed I had planned, therefore I am not absolutely sure I can correctly call it... well... skiing. I am not a natural at... Continue Reading →
A Habit Worth Changing I read without surprise Tesco's figures for food waste that were released earlier this week. I find it interesting that it can sometimes appear as though our current cultural attitudes to waste have evolved since rationing ended in 1954, some years after the war. During the war it was considered inappropriate... Continue Reading →
Eleven Eleven! Eleven I ask you? How can this possibly have happened? I'm sure it was only a couple of months ago that he arrived in the world. Late as usual. James, my son, likes to keep us waiting. I was forty one before I managed to become pregnant, he didn't come out until three... Continue Reading →
Friends Recently we were asked if we could take Out of the Ashes and the Beacon Gospel Choir to do a fund raising event in aid of the work Helen and Alastair Sammon are doing out in Tanzania. It was easy to say 'yes' because Helen and Alastair Sammon are good friends of ours. I... Continue Reading →
Recording and Domesticity at Olivers We're recording for our second album this week and today we've been dumping guide tracks down in preparation for actual recording of the final takes. So... let me tell you about sharing a house with a load of musicians. They are extremely untidy... they leave lights on wherever they go... Continue Reading →
You don't always think of Sir Cliff as being a font of wisdom... but he's absolutely right here... What Other People Think.
https://soundcloud.com/outoftheashesmusic/02-nothing-can-stop-me/s-tW3CA?in=outoftheashesmusic/sets/out-of-the-ashes-the-garden/s-tW3CA I can tell when my ten year old son is lying to me. He finds the fact that I possess this remarkable talent quite extraordinary, but, I know that I am no different from any other mother. When he can't look me in the eye, I know that he is ashamed. The strange thing... Continue Reading →
What does my being a Christian tell you about me? Christianity. It means so many things to so many different people. It means extremists murdering those who believe something else. It means boring Sunday services, in dusty churches that haven't seen change in hundreds of years. It means ritual, habit, or maybe happy-clappy and a... Continue Reading →
We bought our house in 2000. It was much bigger and grander than our previous semi detached in Buckinghamshire; we hadn't really wanted anything as big, but, having previously lived right by the M40, the peace and quiet of the Cotswolds was enticing. The house needed gutting, so we didn't move in immediately; and when... Continue Reading →
“It’s great to sing about God, but how much better is it to sing to God?”
Some wise words here….
If you are a Christian vocalist, have you thought about who you are singing to? Or why you sing? I have been singing all my life, but it wasn’t until God spoke to me about it that I understood the purpose and power in it. He told me one day, “When you sing to me, my heart goes pitter patter. Whatever I am doing, I will stop to listen to you praise me.” Do you realize that God gets joy when you sing to Him? Do you understand that singing isn’t just for you or the people in the pews? Scripture says that He dwells in the midst of our praise. A gifted praiser knows how to sing in front of thousands but makes you feel like you invaded their Throne Room time. It’s great to sing about God, but how much better is it to sing to God?
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