There was once a little boy, playful and rebellious. He enjoyed computer games, soccer, pokemon cards and pranks. School was but another playground for him; never was interested in school, never excelled academically or co-curriculum wise. On several occassions, his parents and siblings would disapprove of his deeds and development; it appears that he was directionless and purposeless. Out of care and concern, his eldest brother even rebuked him harshly on several occassions, in hope that he would change and take responsibility for his own life. These would usually amount to hostile exchanges, weeping, and no changes.
When the little boy turned sixteen, he started strumming the guitar, singing and song writing. For a while, his elder (yes! elder, not younger) brother thought "There he goes again. Picking up something new again. And he's not going to sustain it again."
For awhile it seems that this prophecy was coming true as the little boy didn't seem to be progressing much. Yet, his proud elder brother must be humbled, and humbled he was. This little boy came to Christ and he's now writing songs not of or for himself but of and for God.
The elder brother, too, must confess that these songs are special; much thought, effort and prayers must have been poured into it. Hence, this elder brother would urge any living soul visiting this blog and chancing upon this post to visit the online EP of this little boy.
Click here to enter into the realm of the seven notes mystery.
May you be blessed by the music.
Music can only do so much. If you feel something more, it's got to be supernatural.