Merry Christmas everyone. This year more than others we’ve learned what it means to ‘mourn in lonely exile here’ as we spend time apart from each other during the pandemic. However this is a day of celebration, so enjoy Mrs. MMT sing Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.
Recently, I had a post about Covid Life with my daughter, Sprout, and I told the story wherein she listed her top five play list. So, here it is. I’ll skip Number 1, as it is what she called ‘Frozen songs’. These are obviously the songs from the Frozen movies, which I will not post here because anyone with kids has heard them too much, and I am afraid Disney will sue me. So, Number 2:
Mommy Songs – Mrs. MMT happens to be an award winning singer/songwriter. We listen to her songs sometimes, as well as other independent female artist. Not surprisingly, Sprout is a big fan, and this is my favorite song by Mrs. MMT, so I selected it as representative of Sprout’s ‘radio’.
Fire Songs – These are alternatively called ‘daddy songs’, her favorite, and mine (they’ve been posted multiple times here) is Wolves at the Gate. She calls them ‘fire songs’, due to the use of fire (at least three of their videos alone), which also feature prominently in this video. She has asked me when she can get a ‘ring nose’, as well.
Piano Songs – As mentioned above, Mrs. MMT is a bit of musician, and play the piano. We listen to a good bit of ‘Piano Guys’, so that may be what she is talking about, though we listen to true classical as well. Even more so, she is a big fan of Cello, especially during Christmas music season, so I’m going to go with these guys. Bonus points, some Frozen in there.
Pizza Songs – So, every Friday night for probably about a decade Mrs. MMT and I have had pizza for dinner. First, it was out, then frozen pizzas, then making from scratch. Probably since Sprout has been little, we’ve also listened to our Pandora station of Irish Pub songs, which includes a lot of folk, parody/comedy, and drinking songs. For whatever reason, likely the ease of singing, she has really enjoyed these songs. So much so, that when she was three and in pre-school, the week she was the ‘star-student’ she was able to pick the song of the week, and she chose the one above, from a 90’s Canadian fold band about loggers. These guys seem to be her favorite, and this is the song she knows best, along with ‘No, Neigh, Never’, ‘Good Luck to the Barely Mow’, and ‘Byker Hill’. As she had her whole pre-school class listen to this song, I thought it was best representative.
So, if Sprout could listen to five stations on her radio, this is what they would be. Hope you enjoyed. Should be fun for her to see this when she is older. You always wonder what will remain. Hopefully, at least ‘Frozen’ will be gone.
Almost two years ago, I wrote a post (It is Well) about our recent miscarriage. I have a quick note at the top about how I didn’t like any of the songs I found on YouTube. This lead to a discussion with Mrs. MMT about lack of song option. As some of you may know, Mrs. MMT writes songs (she has released two albums, and won a few awards), and she decided to record her own version of the song, with an additional, original verse.
You can go on over to her site if you want to listen to the song. The post also has a great write-up about where we’ve been and what has been happening since my original post. I’d really encourage everyone to go read it. I had plans to write a much longer version, but have only started a few different parts and could never fully bring myself to finish it. Hopefully, I’ll have some for y’all in the new year.
Coincidentally, today is the 146 anniversary of the Vill du Havre sinking, causing the loss of Spafford’s daughters, which lead him to write the song. This was not intentionally and we actually just noticed the date right now as I was finalizing this post.
Hope you enjoy.
I post the guys all the time, but only because they have the best content of any Christian Metal out there. This song is taken/based on a quote from the puritan John Flavel. See the quote below, watch the video, listen to the song, and think (maybe even ponder) and the bargain that Christ made for us. He took on our debts, our sins, and trespasses, and paid them all, paid them in full; with his blood. He drank the cup of God’s wrath, that we would have everlasting life.
Today, on Good Friday, we commemorate His death, His propitiation of our sins, that we me be seen as blameless before God. His death was the substitutionary atonement for our sins. He took our place, so that we can have a place with Him, as adopted sons and daughters of God. Reflect on this tomorrow, as we await the commemoration of the resurrection and think of the hope we have.
“Here you may suppose the Father to say when driving His bargain with Christ for you.The Father speaks. “My Son, here is a company of poor, miserable souls that have utterly undone themselves and now lay open to my justice. Justice demands satisfaction for them, or will satisfy itself in the eternal ruin of them.” The Son responds. “Oh my Father. Such is my love to and pity for them, that rather than they shall perish eternally I will be responsible for them as their guarantee. Bring in all thy bills, that I may see what they owe thee. Bring them all in, that there be no after-reckonings with them. At my hands shall thou require it. I would rather choose to suffer the wrath that is theirs then they should suffer it. Upon me, my Father, upon me be all their debt.” The Father responds. “But my Son, if thou undertake for them, thou must reckon to pay the last mite. Expect no abatement. Son, if I spare them… I will not spare you.” The Son responds. “Content Father. Let it be so. Charge it all upon me. I am able to discharge it. And though it prove a kind of undoing to me, though it impoverish all my riches, empty all my treasures… I am content to take it.”
- The Works of John Flavel, Vol.1, “A Display of Christ in His Essential and Mediatorial Glory”, 42 Sermons, Sermon Number 3, “The Covenant of Redemption between the Father and the Redeemer”, Use 6.
Jesus Prays in Gethsemane
36 Then Jesus went with them to a place called Gethsemane, and he said to his disciples, “Sit here, while I go over there and pray.” 37 And taking with him Peter and the two sons of Zebedee, he began to be sorrowful and troubled. 38 Then he said to them, “My soul is very sorrowful, even to death; remain here, and watch[a] with me.” 39 And going a little farther he fell on his face and prayed, saying, “My Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me; nevertheless, not as I will, but as you will.”40 And he came to the disciples and found them sleeping. And he said to Peter, “So, could you not watch with me one hour? 41 Watch and pray that you may not enter into temptation. The spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak.” 42 Again, for the second time, he went away and prayed, “My Father, if this cannot pass unless I drink it, your will be done.”
Propitiation of our sins and Substitutionary Atonement, means that Christ took the Wrath of God for us. Every sin of every person, past, present, and future, was laid to rest on Him that day. The sky went dark and the Son was separated from the Father. We call today Good Friday because it was good for us. He took on death, that we may live. However, we should remember, on this day especially, the seriousness of sin and the wrath of God. Jesus even prays, in the verses above, that if there is any way other than to drink the Cup of God’s Wrath, to please let that happen, but if not, He will do God’s will. He consumed that cup for us, taking the full measure of wrath, that He who never sinned, would become as sin for us, so that we would become as righteous before God (2 Corinthians 5:21).
He was distressed until it finished
The pain endured was not diminished
Until the vict’ry’s sound and was won
“Not My will but Yours be done.”
He drank it all, the cup of God’s wrath
This is a little different style and song than I typically like to post. I’ve never actually heard of these guys before, but of the 10 or so version of this song I listened to on YouTube, I liked them the best.
It is Well with My Soul is a hymn written in the 1870’s by Horatio Spafford, a Chicago lawyer and Presbyterian Elder. His first son died in 1871, the same year the Great Chicago Fire also destroyed a large portion of his real estate investments. In 1873, he decides to take his wife and four daughters on a trip to England. He had to stay back for work, but planned to meet up with them later.
On November 22, their ship crashed with another. His wife survived, but all his daughters died. She sent him a message telling him what happened and he hopped a ship over to England to be with her. As he was passing the general location of the wreck, he wrote this hymn. They would eventually have three more children, but sadly lose one of them, their other son, as well.
I was thinking of this song as we drove to the doctor/hospital this past Monday. I suppose I should have had a little more hope than I did, apparently bleeding is normal during some pregnancies. Mrs. MMT knew a few people that experienced this. After 16 months of trying to get pregnant, I had mostly lost hope. I’ve always been pretty cynical as it is. It was odd driving down the road, basically trying not to think about a miscarriage, trying to hope that the doctor would tell us there was no problem, and then thinking of this song.
I wasn’t sure how to act. Was it in my head because I had read the story of Spafford in November, then sang this song one Sunday in December? I thought maybe it was a movement by the Holy Spirit to comfort me, but of course, that’s not what I wanted it to be. It retrospect, that is likely what it was. After getting home, Mrs. MMT and I discussed it, she too felt a calm, maybe even a peace about the miscarriage, despite the obvious pain and sense of loss, and the returning sense of hopelessness.
In a terrible coincidence, last November or early December, we had schedule an appointment with a fertility specialist for this coming Monday. We found out we were pregnant on Christmas Day, so instead of a fertility appointment, we set up our first sonogram appointment, as this would be the eight week mark this coming Monday. Well, turns out, they want to see you a week after a miscarriage, so we replaced our sonogram appointment with a follow up appointment to make sure Mrs. MMT is alright (physically) and to maybe give us a reason as to what might have happened.
We are not hopeful they will have an answer for us. That isn’t a knock on the doctors or nurses, it is just a fact that about one quarter of pregnancies end in miscarriage. So, at this point, I don’t expect them to tell us that this was anything but a statistic. They will also let us know when they think we can start trying again.
So, for now, we are sad, hurt, disillusioned and at a loss; Mrs. MMT is still dealing with the physical after affects; and every thing just seems a little shitty over all; but we know that it is well.
John 14:27 –
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.
By For Today from their CD – Fight the Silence
Sometimes I like to post music on Fridays, today’s song is a little different than usual. It is actually from Mrs. MMT, who sang at a backyard music festival last Saturday night. The song is called ‘Washed by the Water’ from her second album Come Down.
I haven’t done it in a while, so here is another Wolves at the Gate song, from their latest CD Types & Shadows. I’m torn on the videos for this whole CD. I like that they decided to put all the words up, because the words in these songs are incredible. On the other hand, with the exception of ‘The Fountain’, all of the videos look like ice cream and sprinkles.
Check out the words, though, I really like the line here where he says
“Don’t be nervous to face the truth that you’re not fine, you never were,
So don’t be frightened to see the Light when you open up your eyes”