Song Story #3 – Stars and the Sea


Stars and the Sea

I talked a bit about this song in another recent post, but I’ll go a bit more into it here.

I wrote this from two perspectives:

  1. How I, a fallen man, can love my kids beyond measure – or at least my measure
  2. How a perfect God can love you and me, beyond measure…

When you listen and read the lyrics, from the perspective of an earthly father or mother, for many that is not hard to grasp.  Sadly for some, it is impossible to grasp…  But for many, they get it.  A parent loves their child more than life itself.

But when you consider that our Father in heaven loves us beyond our imagination…  I think that is overwhelming.  I think we either don’t want to know, or can’t fathom, just how deep and wide and far is the love of the Father.

“I have loved you with an everlasting love…” 
     (Jeremiah 31:3)

God is speaking to you.  Yes, you.

And not because of your beauty, or your body, or your brain, or your strength, or your ability to make an incredible pour-over.

God loves you, the child who feels like nobody cares.  Who wonders if his parents even know his name…  God knows your name.  He knew you before you were formed in the womb.  God numbers the hairs on your head.  Get that?  The Creator of the universe DOTES OVER YOU.

“I have loved you with an everlasting love…” 

God loves you, the girl who wishes her parents would stop yelling – at her, at each other…  God is patient, kind, keeps no record of wrongs.  God does not holler at you over and over, but leads you to Him by His kindness.

“I have loved you with an everlasting love…” 

God loves you, the man who strives for perfection, because he finds his identity in his accomplishments and in the praise of other men…  God doesn’t look at your accomplishments, your awards, your looks.  God looks at your heart.

“I have loved you with an everlasting love…” 

God loves you, the woman who continually gives herself to man after man, hoping one will actually mean it when he says, “I love you”…  God values you as his daughter.  Get that?  YOU ARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE KING!

“I have loved you with an everlasting love…” 

God loves you, the man who was passed over for every promotion, who is struggling to support his family, who wishes things worked out a little differently…  God has great plans for you.  Plans for your to prosper, and not for harm.

“I have loved you with an everlasting love…” 

God loves you, the girl who has known nothing but abuse, from parent, to foster-parent, to pimp…  God will gather you as a mother hen gathers her chicks.   God will guard you as the apple of His eye.

“I have loved you with an everlasting love…” 

God loves you, the man who has been told his entire life that his sexual preference makes him an abomination…  Let me be clear, God HAS NEVER CALLED YOU AN ABOMINATION.  No, He wants to run to you with open arms and embrace you.

“I have loved you with an everlasting love…” 

God loves you, the woman who thinks, “There is no way I can be loved by God.  Have you no idea what I’ve done?”.  Have you no idea what He’s done for you?

“I have loved you with an everlasting love…” 

God loves you, the man who thinks he has no need for God…  Your story is not yet complete.  And God’s kindness IS leading you to repentance.  And in the very same way, He will rejoice over you, His treasure.

“I have loved you with an everlasting love…” 

These might sound like just words.  I pray they don’t.  I pray they sink in.  I pray the lies you have believed your entire life would finally be recognized as such.  And the truth that will set you free, would be fully embraced.

I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.
(Ephesians 3:17-19)

Stars and the Sea
It doesn’t matter if you want my love
It doesn’t matter what you’re thinking of
It doesn’t matter if you never think of me

It doesn’t matter if you tell me where to go
If if you tell me you don’t really know
All that matters is I love you eternally

As far as the stars and the sea
My love for you will reach

It doesn’t matter what you think you’ve done
I know it all, I paid it all, it’s done
All that matters is I love you eternally

As far as the stars and the sea
My love for you will reach

Stars and the Sea



Song Story #2 – “Let It Be Me”


Let It Be Me

I’ve talked about this some already, but I have had a sometimes crippling fear of my children repeating the same harmful sin habits as me.  Why?  Why would I think that way?  Why would God allow me to think this way?

The best explanation I can think of, is to lead me to Him.  From Genesis 18:

Then the Lord said, “The outcry against Sodom and Gomorrah is so great and their sin so grievous  that I will go down and see if what they have done is as bad as the outcry that has reached me. If not, I will know.”

The men turned away and went toward Sodom, but Abraham remained standing before the Lord.  Then Abraham approached him and said: “Will you sweep away the righteous with the wicked?  What if there are fifty righteous people in the city?  Will you really sweep it away and not spare the place for the sake of the fifty righteous people in it?  Far be it from you to do such a thing—to kill the righteous with the wicked, treating the righteous and the wicked alike.  Far be it from you!  Will not the Judge of all the earth do right?”

The Lord said, “If I find fifty righteous people in the city of Sodom, I will spare the whole place for their sake.”

Then Abraham spoke up again: “Now that I have been so bold as to speak to the Lord, though I am nothing but dust and ashes,  what if the number of the righteous is five less than fifty?  Will you destroy the whole city for lack of five people?”

“If I find forty-five there,” he said, “I will not destroy it.”

Once again he spoke to him, “What if only forty are found there?”

He said, “For the sake of forty, I will not do it.”

Then he said, “May the Lord not be angry, but let me speak. What if only thirty can be found there?”

He answered, “I will not do it if I find thirty there.”

Abraham said, “Now that I have been so bold as to speak to the Lord, what if only twenty can be found there?”

He said, “For the sake of twenty, I will not destroy it.”

Then he said, “May the Lord not be angry, but let me speak just once more. What if only ten can be found there?”

He answered, “For the sake of ten, I will not destroy it.”

When the Lord had finished speaking with Abraham, he left, and Abraham returned home.

We see here the Lord had laid out His plan to Abraham.  A horrible plan, to obliterate a city, for their wickedness.  As much as we may hate it – justice…

But Lot, Abraham’s cousin lived there.  And Abraham was worried for his family member.  To the point of pleading with the Creator of the universe – even at risk of his onw life!  For Lot.

He did not toil over Lot.  He did not blame God for it.  He did not go and try and save Lot himself.

He brought it to the Lord.

And that was God’s plan all along – to draw Abraham to him.

So I’m convinced that my fear over my children’s lives, God allows so that I will come to Him.  And He responds as lovingly as He did with Abraham…  Because I too, am His…

I based the lyric on this passage in Romans 9:

I speak the truth in Christ—I am not lying, my conscience confirms it through the Holy Spirit—  I have great sorrow and unceasing anguish in my heart.  For I could wish that I myself were cursed and cut off from Christ for the sake of my people

This song is my pleading, my crying out, to God, for my children.  Not them, Lord, let it be me…

Let It Be Me
It’s not as if I can take things back, or undo the things I’ve done
But just this one thing is all I ask, keep them free from all my wrong

Let it be me, O God
Let it be me, O Lord
Let it be me…

I have great sorrow and anguish, Lord, the weight, it crushes my heart
If cursed I could be for their sake, to save them from this part

Then let it be me, O God
Let it be me, O Lord
Let it be me, O God
Let it be me, O Lord

I speak the truth in Christ…
I don’t want them to die

Let It Be Me

My So Called Political Life

This  certainly has been an interesting year, from the perspective of politics.  Anyone can agree on that, whether they are excited for the election, or even just ready for it to be done.

It’s also interesting to me, in that my daughter can vote for the United States president, for the first time in her life.  I remember this being a little exciting for me actually.  I think for her, it’s kinda stressful given the choices that have been shoved into her face.

All this got me thinking, and I started to document my political memories.  Now mind you, this is my list, not by any means a history of politics in America.  Some of this is my perception of goings on, and could very well be not only my opinion, but factually wrong.  This is also coming from someone who has been relatively disinterested in politics, throughout my life.  So don’t be disappointed when I don’t go on and on about some local politician who changed my life, or you don’t find the answer to the red pill/blue pill question.  🙂

OK, here goes.

  • My first memory is walking to the school bus for kindergarten, listening to my brother’s friends arguing over who was better, Ford or Carter.  I “think” they may have had a mock election in my brother’s class, so it was a thing for them.  And, from how I recall (If this memory is even a real one), it was more about who was cooler.  Like “my guy is gonna beat your guy”, type of thing.  Like one might do this year if they are a Vikings fan.  I think many rejoiced over Carter winning.  I thought Ford had a cooler name.  I mean – it was a car, for the love!
    • Disclaimer, I’m going to look up to insure it WAS Ford vs. Carter in 1976.  I think so?  But I really, really don’t recall, and I wanted to be honest here that my memory is cloudy from back when I was five, so I just typed it out even if this is wrong.
  • I remember my grandma Kay and my great grandma complaining about Jimmy Carter, it seemed a lot.  Not ALL the time.  But for a moment.  Could have been around the election, I can’t recall specific details or timing.  But I gathered they did not like him.
  • President Carter liked peanuts.  Who doesn’t like peanuts?
  • I recall a bit of an uproar over Ronald Reagan, because he’d been divorced and remarried, and he wasn’t Catholic.  My grandma and great grandma complained about him a lot too, if memory serves.  I have no idea what their political affiliation was – I never asked.
  • I remember asking my mom who she was going to vote for.  She wouldn’t tell me.
  • I wanted Carter to win so badly in 1980.  I have no idea why?  I was a little bummed when he didn’t.  Kinda like our local sports teams, they always let you down…  (Not a prediction, Vikings fans!  But not necessarily not a prediction either?)
  • I remember thinking the President was our version of a king.  My teacher corrected me, making sure I understood a president does not have that kind of power – nor should they.
  • I remember it was a big deal when President Reagan got shot…  Kinda scary.  We watched the news stuff in school.  I was glad he pulled through.
  • Robin Williams did a hilarious Ronald Reagan skit on SNL, where he was meek and timid and gentle around guests – but when they left, he was a notorious warlord looking to take over the world.  I laughed.
  • Phil Hartman did a pretty good Reagan too.  I laughed some more.  “Well….”
  • I remember asking my mom who she was going to vote for again in 1984.  She wouldn’t tell me…
  • I remember my then boss (female, mind you) making jokes about voting for “bush” or “dukakus” (spelling?).  I turned 18 like a week after the election, so I did not care who won.  But I thought the inappropriate, immature jokes from my boss were kinda funny.
  • I asked my mom again, in ’88 – she still wouldn’t tell me…
  • Potatoe…
  • I was able to vote for a president in 1992!  And for a moment I really thought about voting Ross Perot.  But he bailed out, then came back, I thought he was flaky.  So I voted for the cool guy, who played saxophone on Arseneo Hall.  I mean – Bill Clinton was just plain COOL.  Who wouldn’t want a president you can related to?
  • My MOTHER still would not tell me who she would vote for, even though I was willing to tell HER who I was going to vote for.  MAN, she just won’t budge!
  • Paul Wellstone was a hero among many of my friends.  I didn’t know much about him – I still don’t – but he’s a hero to many even today.
  • I voted for President Clinton again i 1996.  It was cool to be on the winning team, and I still thought he was cool.  And Phil Hartman and the other SNL guy (His name is escaping me at the moment) both did incredible Bill Clinton impersonations.  Made for great tv.
  • I have no idea who my mom voted for…  I don’t even know if I asked her…
  • I don’t recall WHEN the whole Monica Lewinski thing came out?  I actually defended Bill Clinton, not because I thought what he did was ok – because I thought that’s what ALL politicians did.  So why were they so quick to crucify President Clinton for something they themselves were doing?
    • I was lovingly but aggressively corrected by a friend’s very liberal mother – “HE LIED TO US.  HE SHOULD NOT BE PRESIDENT”.  It took me back, and I remember thinking, “Yeah are we supposed to expect more from those in office?  Probably…”
  • Jesse Ventura, a professional wrestler, ran for governor of Minnesota.  This caught my attention, because I WATCHED him as a kid, every Sunday morning.  I hated him.  He was an arrogant jerk.  But y0u know what?  He was a jerk in politics too.  BUT – he was the first person who I thought wasn’t telling me what I wanted to hear.  He made sense on many issues, even if I didn’t agree with him.  So I voted for him.
  • No idea if my mother voted for Ventura…
  • I remember I did NOT want George W to win.  But he did.  After a ton of recalls, busted chads, etc.  I gave up on it, long before the Democrats did…
  • I have NO IDEA what my mom thought about any of that…  Don’t ask…
  • Then 911 happened….  My perspective on President Bush changed drastically after that.  That man handled that situation, and led us as a country, beautifully.  Sure, other men would have done the same.  I think incredible moments bring out the best in us.  And it seemed that way with President Bush in 2001.
  • I voted for President Bush in 2004.
  • I read a very funny book on politics by Jon Stewart, in 2004 or ’05.  I really enjoyed it.  It made me think that politics are maybe a bit of a joke, and politicians as well.  But then, it was relatively easy for me to come to that conclusion, having really not cared much about politics up to that point.
  • I gave my life to Christ in 2007.  This has nothing to do with politics.  But it was definitely more life-changing than ANY political event.
  • In 2008, there was a promise of “hope”, and “change” going against a very respectable war hero and a potentially insane running mate.
  • I remember an evangelist writing about the “hope” that many were putting in Obama.  It was pivotal for me, because he talked about Jesus, and how so many wanted Him to be the political savior that He was never meant to be (at least not in that moment in history).  Christ’s purpose was to save us in a way that no politician ever can.  Including even Barak Obama.
  • I remember talk about Obama being the first black president.  He ran against Hillary Clinton, who could have been the first female president, for the Democratic nomination.  Some were THRILLED that we might have a first black president.  Some were – not so thrilled…
  • I remember I did not care about the election, or any of the hoopla building up to it.  Because my dad was dying of cancer.  We as a family were pretty wrapped up in all that.  I didn’t even vote.  I was heading to the nursing home my father was staying in, as he rapidly declined, on election day.
  • My father died November 7th, 2008…  I think three days after Barak Obama was elected president.
  • I remember thinking that President Obama brought out the worst in people.  Let me be clear – not HIM, or his presidency.  Just the fact that we had a black president, something completely new to us, which should be a momentous occasion, also brought about ugliness in people.  There were some who really, really hated that idea. And their ugliness showed.  There were also some who just did not like what President Obama, a Democratic liberal president, stood and fought for.  And they were accused of being racist.  Just because President Obama was black.  It’s not fair to judge a man by his skin color – whether that be in a negative way, or running to his defense.  But many, many, many did…  And still do…
  • President Obama is very cool.  Cooler for sure than Bill Clinton was.  And Michelle Obama is equally cool.
  • I remember a lot of talk, and argument, over healthcare.  Of course, everyone should be treated medically, as needed.  But I couldn’t understand why the federal government was responsible for this. I was (and still am) very ignorant to how things work, or should work, in our world.  A friend pointed out, when I described the pretty decent care my uninsured father was given, was because he was in Minnesota, and that other states did not offer that to people in need.  “Why don’t other states just figure that out individually”, I thought.  Why try and do some gargantuan thing, that the federal government will likely mess up anyway?  I doubted, and still doubt, that those who needed help would actually get it from our government.
  • For the first time in my life, I thought we as the church needed to start stepping up.  Not POLITICALLY.  But in a way, to help our neighbor, that might over time make our neighbor become less reliant, dependent, a slave to, the government.  But what does that look like?  I still don’t know.  But not having the answer does not take away the responsibility we have as the body of Christ.
  • I remember thinking that many who cried out about political injustices, and how wrong democrats were – some of my conservative christian friends – seemed to put more care into what is going on in our country politically, our government, with our “christian rights” and all that crap, than they did in the eternal fate of so many.  I mean – people who weren’t conservative, were “them”, to some. It was all a bit discouraging…
  • I remember being thoroughly disgusted in 2012, when I found out that in Minnesota it was CONSERVATIVES who wanted to vote on whether or not homosexuals should be able to legally marry.  We’re not talking about being married in a Christian church, a muslim mosque, etc.  We’re talking about marriage, and the “rights” that have been afforded married couples by our government.  A yes vote meant you were against gay marriage.  I vowed I would not vote Yes.  I could not vote No, based on the framing of the question (“Marriage is defined as a union between one man and one woman”, or something like that).  But a non-vote was a “No” vote.  I thought, “GOOD.  Screw them.  Why are we voting on something like this anyway?  And why is the government in the business of marriage at all??”  Puke in mouth..
  • I remember considering whether I wanted to vote Republican.  I did not think I could vote Democrat.  Life mattered to me. And Democrats, while often noble in their desires, want to fix things, try and help people, by taking money from others.  That money, if well-used, could probably help others.  But it’s involuntary.  When you consider how many millions upon millions of dollars were raised by texting a number to help those afflicted by earthquakes in Haiti – VOLUNTARILY – and how many volunteers came forward to help those in New Orleans and other places – we as a people CAN and MUST do whatever it takes to help, VOLUNTARILY.  Taking it or forcing it against ones will, will not work.  PLUS, the government will just squander that money anyway.  So – I cannot vote Democrat.
  • Add to that – I for the first time in my life, was considering voting on the pro-life/pro-choice topic.  Not because I thought a President would abolish Roe V. Wade (I still doubt they actually will, or actually care – another topic I think should not be relegated to politics, but should be openly discussed, even argued over).  Because I did not want my tax dollars to pay for someone to kill their child.  That is something they would have to live with, the rest of their life.  I did not want to be part of it.  If you disagree – see my point above about how much money can be raised voluntarily.  Raise the money, don’t take it from others.
  • I remember thinking for the first time since 1992 about voting 3rd party for a president.  And in 1992, I didn’t really know that 3rd party was such a “taboo thing”.  I started hearing more and more about “wasting your vote”.  I still think that is a ridiculous fear tactic.
  • I remember reading about how Billy Graham, or Franklin Graham (can’t recall which one), apparently removed “Mormons” from their list of cults, as they were going to endorse Mitt Romney.  I found, and find that odd, even today.
  • I did wrestle with the notion of voting for a Mormon.  In the end, I voted on the issues, not the man’s faith.  I’d NEVER voted based on one’s faith in the past – why start now?
  • I ended up voting Romney.  I ended up voting based on the pro-life issue, and my desire to keep the federal government from taking money from people against their will, to fund abortions.
  • I did however cave on the marriage vote…  That is not my proudest moment.  Remember, I was adamant I was going to not vote on that.  I was not coerced, guilted,or threatened outwardly.  Those I did discuss with, understood my stance, whether they agreed or not.  I voted “yes”, however, because the question was worded in how one recognizes marriage, that the bible recognizes it as a union between one man and one woman (again, something to that end).  I voted based on that, even though this to me really had nothing to do with what someone should have legal right to do. Even though the No’s won, and a year or two later gay marriage became legal throughout the country, I still voted against my conscience…  The first time, right or wrong, I EVER voted in a way that made me feel dirty.  And – the last time..
  • Some time after the 2012 elections, some time in the last four years, I started to hear more and more this term “christian nation”.  It may have been before 2012?  But it’s really been THE THING as of late.  Now – keep in mind, this is my perception.  This could have been a thing my entire life.  But I was oblivious to it.
    • I wish I were still…
  • I remember being extremely embarrassed over the entire “birther movement” thing.  Those involved, should apologize to President Obama, and his family.  I don’t think it needs to be public.  But if you were a “birther”, you may want to consider writing him and his family a letter…  I’m not saying you have to.  I’m not trying to shame you.  I would do it, if I were one of them.
    • Which makes me think I should write a letter to someone, about my stupid marriage equality vote in 2012…
  • I remember hearing about Donald Trump throwing his hat in the ring, to run for president.  No way, he’ll ever get the nom  but if he did, he can’t be bought by lobbyists.  That’s a plus.  And he calls it like it is.  I may not like everything he says, I don’t like what I know of his character, and he’s goofy (“You’re fired” anyone?).  But he’s not your typical politician.  Sort of like Ventura?
    • That changed quickly.  And I kept being more and more surprised he’s still in the race!  But no way he’s going to get the nom.
    • And then he did…
  • On the other side, we had the Bern.  Bernie Sanders is full of piss and vinegar.  Bernie Sanders has more energy than my four year old grandson.  Bernie Sanders has a history of passionately fighting for what he believes in.  I wonder, is he similar to what Paul Wellstone, why he was so beloved?
    • Bernie Sanders is the first presidential candidate that was unapologetic about his lack of “religious affiliation”.  Which for me, was actually refreshing.  I don’t know why?  I don’t particularly care (I worked through that, with Romney in 2012, and recall I simply never paid attention to that prior)?  But, while I won’t pretend to know that every candidate was less than honest, when you get the stock answer, “Well, I grew up in the church.  And my faith – you know – um, my FAITH, it means everything to me.  It guides my life.  But I assure you, I will not let my faith dictate policy…  Unless, um – unless of course you want me to?”  – or some stock answer that somehow pleases both sides, but might be not so genuine.  Why bother?  And why ask the question.  Bernie Sanders blew that up, and that question may just disappear, or at least the need to try and answer it in a way that wins people over.  Who knows.  I liked it.
    • But Bernie was not for me.  I’m not a socialist.  I LOVE that we can and should help our neighbor.  That is biblical.  Giving to those in need, is biblical.  But not TAKING from someone else to give to someone in need – even someone stupidly rich.  That’s not biblical.  That’s what socialism is.  That’s what wealth redistribution is.  It’s involuntarily “sharing”.  It’s like Robinhood.  It’s – theft.  I don’t think someone like Bernie Sanders thinks it is theft. I think some might, if they were honest.  But I do truly think he believes in what he’s fighting for.  He’s just – wrong.  And wrong for me.
  • So we’re where we are today.  With the two major party candidates we have.  And a handful of 3rd party candidates that are interesting to me, and many others.  I will be very curious to see how this year plays out.  But I’ll sleep well on election night, and the night after, God-willing.

One thing from all of this, that I learned.  From my lovely mother.  I’m not telling you who I’m voting for.  🙂

Song Story #1 – “Sins of the Father”


Sins of the Father

This song was borne out of the concept I wanted to write about.  This is often how records come about for me – I get an idea in my head, which may turn into a song, or may turn into a theme I start writing a batch of songs around.  In this case, both happened.

Sins of the father – biblically-speaking, there are two thoughts I could find on this:

The one who sins is the one who will die.  The child will not share the guilt of the parent, nor will the parent share the guilt of the child.  The righteousness of the righteous will be credited to them, and the wickedness of the wicked will be charged against them.
(Ezekiel 18:20)

The Lord is slow to anger, abounding in love and forgiving sin and rebellion.  Yet he does not leave the guilty unpunished; he punishes the children for the sin of the parents to the third and fourth generation.
(Numbers 14:18)

Now, it likely gets deeper than I will go in this post.  And I’m not a theologian.  I’m just putting my thoughts down, what directed me and my thinking, as I wrote this song.

“Generational sin” is something that, as a parent, I have prayed about many, many times.  Yes, often out of fear.  That may not be right – we’re told not to fear, that true love casts out fear.  However, I do trust that God allows me to fret, when it leads me to Him (as opposed to just being anxious).

But in the above passages, we see two different thoughts.  As I consider them, I don’t think they contradict each other, as much as spell out HOW God might punish children (Note the word “punish”, not “kill” or “put to death”).  A couple points.

“The one who sins is the one who will die”.  You know the story of Adam and Eve.  You know that God said they would die if they ate the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.  And – they did.  Both physically, in time, and spiritually, immediately (they were removed from the garden, and separated from the God who created them).

But their kids – they were not put to death for their parents sin.  We see in the story of Cain and Able, how God was pleased with Able – because he gave his best to the LORD.  And we see that Cain was sent away – COMPLETELY AWAY – from the presence of God, for killing his brother…  “Put to death”, spiritually, for his own sin, not his father’s sin.  Adam and Eve did not pay for Cain’s sin (other than suffering the loss of two sons that day).

Yet God says He will punish the children for 3 and 4 generations?  How does this line up?

If you follow Cain’s lineage, you see that they became more and more godless.  They knew nothing of God, and their lack of goodness showed.  To the point where Lamech, a descendant of Cain, justified murder because, well, “Cain did it”.

Again, not a theologian.  I could have this wrong.  But I think we are punished – or cursed – thanks to Adam and Eve.  But the curse is that we will pretty much repeat their sin ourselves.  And we are put to death for OUR sin.

You do what you know…

And I think this “punishment”, is the curse God talks about.  God is a God of love.  But He’s most definitely a just God, and His wrath is just.  Part of His wrath, as we are here on earth, is turning us over to our sin so it multiplies.  Godlessness begets godlessness (Read Romans 1).  We teach our children there is no God, when we live as if there is no God…

And I’ve lived a lot of my life as if there is no God.  Or as if I’m a god…

You do what you know…

I’ve spent countless hours, on my knees, in tears, over my children.  The devil may have taken much from me, or used me to take much from others.  But I’ll be damned if he’ll do the same to and through my kids.  Lord, let it not be…

So, that is a pretty heavy way of describing the concept of this song, and really, this record.  🙂

Musically – this is not my favorite song on the record.  It’s probably my least favorite actually.  I’m experimenting with doing more synth-type things.  I’m still learning.  I like what I got here – but don’t love it.  Maybe you’ll like it better?  Maybe you’ll hate it?  I kept it though, because the lyric sets the tone for the entire record.  Think of it as laying out the plot of the story for you.  And, really, the Gospel message.  We’ve all fallen short of God’s glory.  We have all sinned, which leads to death.  But thank God, that He gave us the gift of life in Christ Jesus.  That while we were still sinners, He sent His only begotten Son, that whoever believes would not perish, but have eternal life…

I would love to hear from you, what you think of it.  And – even with my “unselling”, I do hope you enjoy the record!  🙂



Sins of the Father
“As a man is, so is his strength”, they say
But man’s strength alone will not accomplish anything
Man reaps what he sows, so the story goes
There’s no “victim-less crime”, don’t believe what you’re told

The sins of the father will not put to death the son
But my past has left a trail that affects everyone

Standing at the edge, see the fallout of my life
My children are the victims, they flash before my eyes
You make all things new, can You remake this too?
I’m counting on Your promise, I’m holding fast to You

The sins of the father will not put to death the son
But my past has left a trail that affects everyone
The sins of the father, they will afflict the son
But mercy triumphs over judgement
Redemption is won

Sins of the Father


Sins of the Father…


Sins of the Father

I’ve been writing and recording a lot.  As I finished my last record, “I Love You…”, I began work on a multi-record project.  Like I want to have 50-60 songs on this thing…  It’s quite an endeavor, and it might take me the rest of my life to finish.

But in all that, a couple other projects started to come to life.  This one is the first of them.  It’s all about the relationship between parent and child, the good and bad.  I admit, I focus on more of the failures – my failures – as a parent.  Hence the title.  As a born again Christian, my biggest prayer, my greatest concern, has been for my children.  Their eternal lives – but also their lives here on earth.

I’m not talking about them being healthy, wealthy, prosperous.  I’m talking about them being free from the bondage of sin that I so freely submitted to as a young man.  Things that seem innocent today – but things that cause harm to self and others.  Things that leave in their wake a sense of devastation, that we as a people too easily justify with terms like, “All things happen for a reason”, or “It wasn’t meant to be”, or “It’s not THAT bad”.

Now – please know, I KNOW my kids are human.  I know this.  I know my kids likely will also fail in ways that will devastate me and/or others.  We all are not only prone to sin – we sin.  Even those in Christ sin – we’re still stuck in our flesh (Read Romans 7:14-25 for Paul’s recounting of his own struggles).  I know I will love my kids no matter what.  It’s not that I want them perfect (though a part of me does, like any parent).

I also know I’m made new in Christ.  My sins were paid for on the cross, just as those of my kids.  Even with that, I am left with regrets over my own past sins.  Some of this is – well – because I recognize what I did was wrong, and I see how it affected so many others, my kids included.  Some of it is the devil constantly reminding me of my past.  But God allows that, so in that there is mercy.

Yet, I am anxious for my kids.  I don’t want them to suffer, or cause suffering, due to foolish choices that could be avoided.  I think that is natural as a dad.  I think most everyone thinks that way at some point.  Instead of conceding, “Kids will be kids”, I will bring it to the Lord.  Will he shield them from harm’s way?  Maybe.  He is sovereign, and He gave them the same free will He gave me.  And He knows the entire story – I don’t.  Will He prepare me, and them, for either outcome?  I trust He will.

You keep him in perfect peace
    whose mind is stayed on You,
    because he trusts in You.
(Isaiah 26:3)

So why write a record like this?  To be honest, it was not my plan.  It just sort of played out that way, as songs started to unfold.  I will delve into that more in future blog posts.  But the short answer is – if this is just a “whoa is me” record, then I don’t wanna do it.  The intent is not to lament here.  My prayer is, that a song or songs connect with someone.  Maybe they have been that parent.  Maybe they have been that child.  Or that spouse.  Very likely we can all connect with something on this record, as humans living in relationship with other humans in a fallen world.  And if someone finds comfort, or encouragement by that connection, great.  If someone finds Christ by that connection – AWESOME!

I plan to write about the songs, in the coming weeks, as well a few details on the forming of this record.  For now, I hope you enjoy the record, and feel free to share with anyone you think might appreciate it.

You can find my music on most any online channel (iTunes, Spotify, etc.  Here are a few links):

Sins of the Father on Bandcamp

Sins of the Father on iTunes

Sins of the Fathers on Amazon

Love to you!


Oh – P.S. – In following with my last couple records, all money made from sales of this record will go to benefit those in need.  In this case, the money is going to a wonderful organization called the Salvage Project.

Their mission: To re-purpose forgotten people and broken lives through music and stories that transmit the saving power and grace of Jesus Christ.

If you like, you can Ddonate to the Salvage Project directly: