Sunday Drive: Be Still, My Soul (Finlandia)

Police state?  Evil empire?  Amerika?  Or just a horrible dream?

My heart is heavy with grief at all that is happening in our country and being done by our country in other lands. We have come to the darkest chapter in our national history - and I fear that things will get very much worse before they get better. I am too old and weary to make a difference; all I can do is offer a song of hope and inspiration - a little candle in a deepening night.

David Archuleta sings the well-known hymn to the tune of Finlandia by Sibelius. There are other, secular lyrics which do not come to hand at the moment.

God help us all.

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David Archuleta: Dulce Amor

Brand new from little David, who is bulking up nicely these days.  M.P. tipped me to this video.  See what you think, fellas.

P. S. -- The lyrics are found in the video description on YouTube.  A bit of autobiography, perhaps?

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Sunday Drive: Be Still, My Soul

David Archuleta sang the beloved hymn at a rehearsal of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir in 2009.

 

Lyrics after the jump:

Waitin' for the Weekend

M.P. found this:  look who's buffed up since he came out.  

 

I hope he keeps a level head on his shoulders amid all the bright lights and come-ons.

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Sunday Drive: From a Distance

A couple of Sundays ago, I offered my vision for our country.  Today I offer my vision for the world:

From a distance, we all have enough

And no one is in need

And there are no guns, no bombs, and no disease

No hungry mouths to feed . . .

There are many mutterings abroad now of "resistance" in some form or fashion; though it does not yet appear exactly what is to be resisted, or where or how.

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Your Head Trucker is as dismayed and troubled as anyone else just now; but I am content to trust in the One who said, 

My grace is sufficient for thee; for my strength is made perfect in weakness.

The prayer for peace in the sidebar to the right is a good way to start, I think; at any rate, it's all I have to offer.

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David Archuleta: All Grown Up and Out

Only recently has it come to your Head Trucker's attention that angel-voiced David Archuleta, age 32, came out sometime last year.  (Why was I not informed?)  Welcome, David.  We all knew it would happen one day, even if you didn't.  

And not only is David out, he's also a MAN now, and no longer a cherub-faced boy.  Not my type exactly, but . . . I wouldn't kick him out of bed, either.  I'm sure he's breaking all the hearts in his new hometown of Nashville.

In case you, like me, are out of the loop, here's an interview he did a couple months ago with fellow singer Jennifer Hudson, speaking very movingly about his coming-out experience - which of course is very similar to what all of us went through who grew up in ultra-conservative churches.

   

And here's his exuberant new single, "Faith in Me":

   

Good luck, David.  I hope you find that blessed marriage you seek.  Just take your time, enjoy your youth and freedom -- don't rush it.

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Sunday Drive: Be Still, My Soul

 The Seventh Sunday after the Epiphany

Trust in the Lord and do good.--Psalm 37

David Archuleta, all grown up now, sings an inspiring rendition of the beloved hymn:

 

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Sunday Drive: Be Still, My Soul

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Well, as those of you who keep up with the news may know, the End of the World failed to happen on schedule yesterday. Perhaps it was just an oversight. Nevertheless, for those cold, lonely hours that assail us all from time to time, I present a song of comfort, as performed with angelic voice by David Archuleta.  I apologize for the annoying titles on the screen, but this was the only clear, complete copy I could find of this tune by this artist on short notice.




I used to draw much comfort from the Eucharist. Unfortunately, circumstances have kept me from attending Communion for many years now, and it is most unlikely that I will ever do so again. Still, sometimes I find a healing balm, a note of hope in the words of the liturgy, fondly remembered. Fellow Anglicans will understand what I mean. The rest of you, if you find a word or phrase that helps you, fine - if not, look in a direction that suits you better. But here are the lovely words that speak to my soul, dulled and weary as it is now by all the changes and chances of life in a world that seems more and more hopeless every day.

I pray speedy help and recovery may go out to all those suffering from the recent hurricanes.  It may be only words, but words and a hope of hope are all I have to give now.

Sunday Drive: Be Still, My Soul

As performed by David Archuleta; the tune is Finlandia, by Sibelius.

Merry Christmas, Pardners

From Texas, sending out my best wishes for a very Merry Christmas to all my truckbuddies - I hope every one of you is with someone you love dearly tonight.

Thanks, friends, for riding along with me in the Blue Truck. Have a good one, y'all.

Holy and gracious Father: In your infinite love you made us
for yourself, and, when we had fallen into sin and become
subject to evil and death, you, in your mercy, sent Jesus
Christ, your only and eternal Son, to share our human
nature, to live and die as one of us, to reconcile us to you,
the God and Father of all.

--The Book of Common Prayer

What if I say I believe the story happened, but I can't prove it? What if I say I believe because it's a lovely story?

My evidence is in my heart, in my change from a heart of stone to a heart of flesh. My evidence is how I live my life because I believe the story. Not that I'm good or holy, because I'm not, but that I'm a far better person because I believe the story. The story changed my life. That is my evidence.

--Grandmère Mimi

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