Old Black Water.. and I do mean Old.

So, the church I attend is doing a series called Gone Fishin’ and this weekend they’re doing Old Black Water as an opening number.

If you’re a Doobie Brother fan (my spell-check says I spelled Doobie wrong :shrug: ) then you know it, probably better than you think.

Anywho, I’m singing backup vocals on the tune, and the guy singing lead (as well as the 20-something music director) had never heard it before this week.

I’m feeling old.

They're all home

Woke up early this morning and realized all 3 kids are home and asleep upstairs. By midnight, tonight, one will be gone again.

My oldest is home again after graduating college, until next spring when she gets married. My second oldest, an area director at Spring Hill Camps and she came home for a wedding. She’ll be gone for that by 1:00PM and will drive back to camp either late tonight or first thing in the morning. My son, the youngest, a senior in high school, has been gone on a Teen Service Team working at a summer camp for the last 2 weeks.

But right now, at this very moment, they are upstairs sleeping in their beds, just like they always used to, early on a Saturday morning.

In a year, two of them will be graduated from college, the third getting ready to go off to college. A year.

Now. Right now, I’m sitting downstairs, realizing how precious it is to have them all here at one time.

Truly Missed

I met Jimmy Lee Smith 2 years ago at a Songramp gathering three years ago in Nashville. Well, I met him in person that is. Long before that he was an online encourager of many writer’s music, as well as a gifted lyricist himself.

His love for Jesus Christ and for his wife of 60 years hung on every word of his lyrical love songs. I had no idea he was sick last week when I sat down to write. I had thought of a hook while flying to Nashville, and actually tried to write the hook in a couple of cowrite sessions. (I ended up writing other ideas)

When I finally got the inspiration to use the hook (Between the Light and Her Shadow) I drew on my own relationship with Cyndi, and reflected on the nurtured love of those I’ve known and loved. Jimmy Lee was one of those influences. His love for Martha Sue was entrancing, and seemed to float him through life. His graceful and kind spirit preceded and followed him out of every conversation.

Last year, Jimmy Lee lost the love of his life, and all of us who knew him grieved. Some of the group on Songramp knew her personally. I didn’t, but I really felt like I did. When I saw him again this spring, everytime she came up in the conversation you could feel his love for her.

Jimmy passed away two nights ago and he leaves behind a large group of friends and cowriters who will truly miss him. I cannot perform this song without thinking of his fervent love for Martha Sue. Hope you enjoy it.

In Between

Tim