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| Close to Nowhere Head songs Have you ever gotten a song stuck in your head and it rang and rang until you were nearly bonkers? I do that frequently. Sometimes it’s good, sometimes, not quite so good! We have a classified ad customer whose name is Marvin -- every time he runs an ad, my brain starts singing “Marvin I love you, Marvin I love you forever” -- a robot’s song from the movie “A Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.” That’s a good one. For many years, I sang Veggie Tales songs in my head. My granddaughters would listen to Veggie Tales in the car when I took them to school. Bob the Tomato and Larry the Cucumber are not so good, all day long, in your head. The past week or so has been pretty good. In last week’s edition, fellow columnist Milton Winter wrote about the Bible passage “This is the day the Lord hath made, let us rejoice and be glad in it.” That’s one of my favorite hymns and I sang it in my head (fortunately for y’all) all week. Milton emails his column on Tuesday and I read and put it in it’s place on Tuesday afternoon. He’s given me another really good hymn this week that’s running though my head -- “Here I raise mine Ebenezer.” For as long as I can remember, I never thought about what an “Ebenezer” was or might be. I learned a few years ago about Ebenezers and, while watching the movie Blair Witch, with my now teenage granddaughter and her teenage friend Grace, was able to use that passage from the Bible to explain what the piles of stones throughout that movie might have signified. When my now teenage granddaughter was a baby, and at our house, sometimes she wouldn’t go to sleep unless I sang to her. She went to sleep particularly well to the hymn “Blessed Assurance.” Hymns have long been favorites in my musical repertoire and it’s been a pleasure to have really “good” songs running through my head. It was nice this holiday weekend to be singing “This is the day,” while scraping wallpaper, spackling and painting in my new, expanded kitchen. My newly purplish walls are worth rejoicing over. Now, if I could just get the new faucet and ceiling fan installed... |
     
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