My grandfather was a cranky old guy who believed there were about 6 hymns
that should be sung in church. When he died, he left a bunch of money to
our church. I play electric guitar and had started a "contemporary" music
service a year or so after he died. We convinced my dad, who was on the
church board at the time, to use grampa's money to buy big screens so we
could project the words of the praise songs. I like to imagine that grandpa
smiles and sings along, maybe even claps and raises his hands, when those
screens get lit up. I imagine that when any of us comes into the presence
of our risen Lord, we'll instantly melt at the magnitude of our own sin and
foolishness and the depth of his grace.
On 3/6/06, Dick Fischer <dickfischer@verizon.net> wrote:
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> Roger wrote:
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> On the other hand, it's curious why there is no discussion regarding
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> the damage that Henry (together with John Witcomb) did to Christiaan laity
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> with his opera *The Genesis Flood*?
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> Some of us, Roger, are biting our tongues. I do have it on good authority
> that St. Peter was heard to remark, "Hey everybody, look it's Henry Morris.
> Please make him feel welcome. He'll be staying with us for one calendar
> week!"
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> (Sorry, couldn't resist. I'll resume biting my tongue.)
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> Dick Fischer
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Received on Mon Mar 6 13:58:27 2006
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