January 18, 2017

This past year 2016, this site saw 3139 hits from a total of 39 countries.  I know that’s only by the grace of God.

For two years I’ve been posting about each song, each cd, how the music came to be……then I thought it was done.  Eventually I deleted all the previous posts and left just the music.  I thought, well, it’s not about me anyway.  It’s about the words and the songs God has given me.

But the music isn’t done.  It just keeps coming.  I have new songs I’ve recorded and new songs to be recorded.  I’m not sure where this site is going, but I always said, as long as He gives me something to say or sing, I will be here.

I hope you will be, too.  love & prayers from Cindi

January 15, 2017

Today I am thankful for:

This morning I got to sit with my mom in church, and worship the Lord.

This afternoon I watched the movie, War Room, for the second time, and took notes.

This evening I enjoyed the gospel bluegrass music at a concert at our church.

Tonight I will fall asleep, resting in the arms of my Savior.

It doesn’t get much better than this.  🙂  love & prayers from Cindi

January 12, 2017

There’s an old chorus I remember singing when I was a child. The words go like this:  “It’s just like Jesus to roll the clouds away, It’s just like Jesus to keep me day by day, It’s just like Jesus all along the way…..It’s just like His great love!”

That’s  an amazing truth!  🙂  love & prayers from Cindi

January 11, 2017

I love trees.  When I sing the old songs that say, “All creation shouts for joy” or”All creation sings His praise”, I also think of nature, and I think of trees.

In my younger days I could climb most any tree higher and faster than any of my brothers, and stay in one longer, much to the consternation of my mother.  🙂

Wherever I go, I have what I call my ‘favorite trees.’  This past fall I chose one at Oneota Cemetery.  I had taken my mother-in-law there for a visit because we have loved ones resting there.

So I was standing in the parking lot when I turned around and saw this amazing old tree rising behind the house. It was nestled between two tall stately pine trees and had lost all its’ leaves, but it was there nonetheless, barren against the blue sky.  Its’ gnarly trunk was bent and misshapen, twisting this way and that way, yet it still managed to end pointing upwards to the sky, praising its’ Creator.

And I thought, I feel like that tree. All bent and twisted from old age, life twisting me this way and that way. I was reminded of Paul’s words in the Bible Scripture from 2 Corinthians chapter 4 verse 16: “Wherefore we faint not; but though our outward man is decaying, yet our inward man is renewed day by day.”

May I live my life pointing to my Creator and praising His Name-Jesus!

love & prayers from Cindi