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I couldn’t find the music I wanted.  I knew that I had tons of albums ripped, and I wanted to play them on my nifty RasPi music player.  That’s good.

I couldn’t find them.  My music?  Nada.  I didn’t panic.  I didn’t think about it, intentionally.  I remembered that I had cleared up some space recently.  I have three disks in my PC, from various iterations of go-faster, and I don’t need three copies of Windows (do you know how many files are in your C:/Windows directory?  twenty-one thousand on mine.  Yikes!).  So I deleted some, recently.  And now I can’t find my music.  That would qualify as bad.

So tonight I used the Everything tool which showed me that I have around eleven thousand MP3s stashed under F:/Users/saubrey/Linux external/music.  Good.

But on the root of F: I have a file named “This is steel and rust.txt”  (vs. “This is silicon.txt” on other drives).  Not so good.  Thinking I’ll copy some files tonight.  That’s good.

We did attend the Mercy Me concert a few weeks ago, and yes, we did dance to Happy Dance.

And I’m happy dancing again – the Raspberry Pi music dealie is working. Digital sound out to the sound bar

Running Volumio, since Rune wouldn’t boot.

And my first song? What else?

My latest goofy thing is a music player connected to our TV’s sound bar, powered by a Raspberry Pi.

Tonight was assembly night.

Boxed:

The Hifiberry is a sound card that puts out digital audio. I’ll be using the RCA connector to the sound bar. Two different SD cards for different OS attempts.

Unboxed:

Assembled:

No power supply yet – that’s being delivered Wednesday. No operating system – leaning toward Rune. No content – I have a lot of ripped CDs, and a lot more to rip, and all to be copied to the 256gb external hard drive.

Hour and a half for assembly. Figure another hour for OS install and adding some tunes. Half hour for connecting and sound bar setup.

Then cranking the music.

Here at Connections, we measure everything we do against the Bible. From how our leadership is organized to the way we allocate our money, from the songs that we sing to our VBS celebrations, everything is checked against the Bible. That doesn’t mean that we are restricted to only what is in there. Romans doesn’t mention inflatable bouncy houses, and James doesn’t include snow cones. But those things are tied to evangelism, and a snow cone isn’t too far from a cup of cold water.

The songs we sing are biblical, too, whether they include scripture or only include scriptural ideas. The hymn I’m going to read to you, “When I survey the wondrous cross”, was one of the first ones to have a biblical outlook without using only Bible verses. It doesn’t directly use Bible verses, but it is undeniably biblical. And it is true.

When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.

See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

Let’s pray. Father God, we are remembering the sacrifice of Your only begotten Son Jesus. We are commemorating His death on the cross, paying the penalty for our sins. His perfect and sinless blood – as the song says, “Sorrow and love flow mingled down” – does for us what we cannot do for ourselves. As we take the wafer and the juice, representing Jesus’ body and blood, help us to remember, constantly and continually. In the name of Jesus I pray, amen.

 

Offering meditation

That song has another verse, one that is still biblical without using Bible verses. And it is appropriate for the time when we collect the offering. The thing is, though, that it isn’t just about dropping money into a plate. It’s about a mindset, about how you live and how you see the world. The offering plate is a part of it, but it goes so much farther.

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

Again, there isn’t a Bible verse in there, but that is so biblical in its ideas and implications that there is support for it throughout the whole Bible.

Let’s pray. Lord God, we don’t own the world. You have made us stewards, caretakers, of some little part of it. And no matter how fat our wallet is, how many entries in our bank account, it isn’t our money that You want – it’s us, wholly and completely. And when we have given ourselves to You, what we put in the plate is a reflection of that amazing love Jesus has for us. Bless this offering, I pray, the envelopes, the givers, and the donation of lives to You.

In Jesus’ name, amen.

Today marks the 500th anniversary of a Catholic monk rebelling.  I don’t know if the door of the church at Wittenberg was red, black, natural, or “other”.  It was capable of accepting Luther’s 95 Theses, and that’s what kicked off the whole Protestant Reformation.

I don’t have a lot to say about it (the Reformation, not the door).  I’m glad it happened, and I’m pretty sure that Brother Luther wouldn’t recognize what the church has become.

Rather than spend a lot of words saying nothing, I’ll point to Wes King’s commentary.

At my church, I am in charge of the sound ministry.  I run sound during the services, record the sound, split out the songs, and then burn CDs to hand out to people.  I’m in charge of supplies as well – buying new microphones, buying blank CDs.  I try to be frugal with the money involved.  For sound equipment, that means I deal with Sweetwater Sound (specifically, Tharon Jones).

For consumables like blank CDs, though, I try to find the cheapest quality ones I can get.  Sometimes that is at Micro Center. and sometimes it comes down to browsing the web for a half-hour, finding and comparing qualities, prices, and quantities.  This last time, I found the best price at MeritLine.

double your money

And then I started wondering if I should save money by buying in bulk – a couple hundred instead of one hundred.  They say right on the ad that I can “Buy More Save More”.  But then again, if I read the fine print, I can spend an extra nickel per CD by “saving more”.

double your money2

It’s tempting, but I think I’ll pass.  Try me again next time, though, okay?

“It’ s not really automatic – you still have to press the button.”

In a similar vein, I can say that this music isn’t really free – you still have to provide your email address.

Page CXVI (I think one-sixteen, but I have heard them say see ecks vee eye) is giving away their whole music catalog to celebrate their Year of Jubilee.  Pop over to here and grab it during the month of March.

These are the folks who make Hymns, a reworking of old classics into something modern.  They do it well.  I have blogged about them before, f o u r different times.  I’m quite happy to accept and promote their music, and I would pay to go see a show of theirs.

The only other caveat I need to include is that to give their server some breathing space, they limit you to a single album download every five minutes.  That’s not a terrible burden – grab one while you’re in the midst of something else, come back when you’re finished.

Recommended, and you can’t beat the price.

My grandmother had manic depression. Oh, wait, by the time she was diagnosed, it had been renamed to “bipolar disorder”.

I’m not sure whether my Dad suffers from this, but I seem to have caught a hint of it.

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Gerry Rafferty died yesterday.  The official cause seems to be liver and kidney problems, brought on by alcoholism, brought on by depression.

I enjoyed listening to him.  I have City to City (featuring Baker Street) and a “Best of” recording, the first on vinyl and the second on cassette.

City to City came out in 1978.  I was in college and probably bought the album at K-mart, using money I earned mowing the lawn at K-mart.  That would have been the summer after my freshman year, and I got (if I remember right) $125 a week for mowing the lawn all around the store.  I ended up getting really fast at doing it, and I think I got my hourly rate up to a hundred bucks an hour.  I’d get my pay inside, and then spend it all on music.  I didn’t even have a record player at the time.  And that was my highest hourly rate until I agreed to do a job for a flat rate of $75, then wrote up the bill for thirty minutes’ work at $150 per hour.  But that’s a different story.

The seventies were a different time.  Gerry Rafferty was a fresh voice.  Baker Street transported me to another place, when I was a bit of a rebel and thought I had the world figured out.

This city desert makes you feel so cold.
It’s got so many people but it’s got no soul
And it’s taking you so long
To find out you were wrong
When you thought it had everything.

The college town had 14,000 people in it at the time, and that was a big place to me.  I had come from living outside a village of five thousand.  Now Cincinnati, with a couple million people in its SMSA, seems a bit provincial.  Times change.

You can buy the whole City to City album for under four dollars, if you don’t want to drop a buck on one song. Gerry Rafferty still pulled in $125,000 a year on royalties for Baker Street.

I don’t say this for the money aspect.  He stopped recording much too soon.

Tomorrow at church, we will be singing The Revelation Song.  It’s a neat praise song, worshipful and Biblical.  The lyrics come straight out of Revelation, the last book of the Bible.  That’s where I’m still reading.

The chorus of the song starts off

Holy, Holy, Holy
Is the Lord God Almighty
Who was, and is, and is to come

This comes straight from Rev 4:8, where the adoration of God the Father is described.

Each of the four living creatures had six wings and was covered with eyes all around, even under its wings. Day and night they never stop saying:

“‘Holy, holy, holy
is the Lord God Almighty,
who was, and is, and is to come.”

I’m not sure why I didn’t recognize it before, but the commentary I am reading along-side the Bible mentioned that the holies match up to the timeframes: one holy for God who was, one holy for God who is, and one holy for God who is to come.

God isn’t simply eternal and good, He is eternally good.  He alone deserves our praise and worship and devotion and effort and attention.  Not our jobs, not our hobbies, not our spouse and family, not the back yard where that crabgrass keeps growing by the fence.  Those things are all worthy of attention, in the proper place.  Psalm 127:1 says

Unless the LORD builds the house,
They labor in vain who build it;
Unless the LORD guards the city,
The watchman keeps awake in vain.

It’s all His, all the time.  Past, present, and future.

Amen, and amen.  So be it.