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To: 50sDad

Once while channel surfing (an activity to be avoided) I happened to catch him on Jim Bakker's old PTL Club. He was very gracious and did his hit "Wedding Song". I bet his trendy-set friends gave him a tough time when the PTL scandal hit the big news.


9 posted on 02/20/2007 5:29:58 AM PST by Monterrosa-24 ( ...even more American than a French bikini and a Russian AK-47.)
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To: Monterrosa-24
It is amazing God gets anything done, having to work with fallible humans. I can easily forgive Baker his human failings as an individual (we all fail), but sadly when a professed Christian fails, it only gives ammunition to the other side.

Stookey's done several wonderful faithful albums, but has never achieved the success or profitability he has when he is on stage as part of the trio. This one is my favorite:

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My Father's House - Noel Paul Stookey

The way to my Father's house when I was just a boy
Lay through fields of innocence
Near bubbling springs of joy
And when I'd lay me down to sleep
I'd pray the Lord my soul to keep
The road was never very steep
On the way to my Father's house

The way to my Father's house when I turned seventeen
Wandered through inviting hills
Beside a tumbling stream
Sometimes in prayer upon my knees
I would feel a distant breeze
The road was winding now through trees
On the way to my Father's house

The way to my Father's house at the age of twenty-nine
Led over a mountain that
I would seldom climb
Except in times of great despair
When I'd be looking everywhere
And then one morning He was there
On the way to my Father's house

    Glory! What a refreshing story
    I was so blind before He
    Opened my eyes restoring me to

The way to my Father's house at the age of thirty-one
Was a ride on a rainbow; 
My new life had begun
And every evening I could look
Through the pages of His book
And recognize the paths I took
On the way, on the way ...

I go to my Father's house in these troubled days
The Spirit is moving in
Mysterious ways
Reminded when old doubts appear
That perfect love casts out all fear
In thanks, I tend the garden here
On the way, on the way...
On the way to my Father's house

11 posted on 02/20/2007 5:50:45 AM PST by 50sDad (Cultural Diversity means never having to say "I don't fit in.")
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