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• Text: that is so much a part of our Easter world today. We begin to feel it; we begin to sense it. Then barely twenty-four hours later the lights go on, the flowers come in, the bells are rung, the music sounds forth and we shout "Hallelujah!" That’s my problem

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• Text: right. He comes upon the party and he is angry, protesting to the father that in all his years of faithful service there had never been a party for him. And now this wild one returns and there is joy, music, dancing and a great feast. The elder brother

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• Text: ? That doesn't work here for very many anymore. We come here - for what? To hear some interesting word, some scintillating lecture, some good music? Not all bad. But, is that all? Who are you this morning who has entered the sanctuary and come into the presence

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• Text: in which I think we all want to participate. The movement of change was so obvious from one generation to another, detectible in the musical sounds. Mr. Bryson, wanting to reflect that which happened in the nation’s capitol invited the president

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• Text: that still has Elise's toys and took out a music box and brought it to me and I wound it up, and it began to play "Somewhere Over The Rainbow." Does God send God's angels to sustain and keep us? Does God keep God's promises of steadfast love and faithfulness

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• Text: solitude, his fundamental isolation. He must realize that, like a gypsy, he lives in the boundary of an alien world, a world that is deaf to his music and as indifferent to his hopes as it is to his suffering and to his crimes." Wow! And Erich Fromm writes

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• Text: at being in love, you will discover between you the love of God." For if we don't know the love of God in the other, we'll know not the love of God at all. In my favorite Broadway musical, "Les Miserables," Cozette sings to the dying Jean Valjean, "To love

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• Text: by Tim Rice, "I Don't Know How to Love Him," with music by Andrew Lloyd Webber, was recorded. In 1971, Broadway was rocking with Jesus Christ Superstar, the rock opera whose centerpiece was perhaps that marvelous solo just sung so sensitively, "I Don't

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• Text: , but rather, the explosion of a musical chord, perhaps the most famous chord in all the world, Beethoven's Fifth. You know how it begins. It's "Boom, boom, boom, boom." That's it, you see, the Big Bang. It is a chord that begins to reverberate outward, outward

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• Text: the one who finally comes to his senses. That is why the story ends with a marvelous party. The fatted calf. Music and dancing. Celebration. That is what worship ought to be – a great party. Once again, how we have mutilated the whole matter

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• Text: to beckon us into ever-wider vistas and everricher experience? We as a community have celebrated with gratitude the retirement of John Gregory Bryson from his teaching in the public schools. We know him for his music, but generations of students know him

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• Text: music, to our hopes, to our suffering, to our crime. No one out there—nothing more. Hans Küng agreed that our human existence is ambivalent and impenetrable. Yet Hans Küng, the Christian believer, says, "I believe the day is coming when I will understand