Sep 2, 2019

football, music and me mourning


Nouha Dicko led Hull City’s attack in a Cup tie away to Preston six days ago,sadly dismal return of 7 goals in 54 appearances for the Tigers underlines time in East Yorkshire has not gone to plan.
In fact real issue why so many not pulling up form when playing for Hull city.
there another issue around treatment table,injuries,and lack of form.
the  . `culture of the environment`.. is not helping many to rediscover form. when playing football at Hull.


Still keep finding modern psalm in modern music.

`God on turntable` whatever imagine ,that could be Vinyl…oh the smell …feel..Comfort holding…smaller more compact `CD` …those covers artwork, complete lyric sheets.. Even yeah odd `download`…lyric . Then get pulled into the narrative, storytelling, emotion, spirit, perhaps memory whatever that stirring is, wherever it belongs.


Jesus just left Chicago 
And he's bound for New Orleans
Well now, Jesus just left Chicago
And he's bound for New Orleans
Yeah, yeah
Workin' from one end to the other and all points in between
Took a jump through Mississippi
Well, muddy water turned to wine
Took a jump through Mississippi
Muddy water turned to wine
Yeah, yeah
Then out to California through the forests and the pines
Ah, take me with you, Jesus
You might not see him in person 
But he'll see you just the same
You might not see him in person 
But he'll see you just the same
Yeah, yeah
You don't have to worry 'cause takin' care of business is his name



It was my Birthday and looking for hope,you see l am 60...ill health...not presently employed..live alone on the coast.
guess had better days.

Just want to feel there is some hope.
Faith they told me today is strong....kinda not sure.
But I believe in Jesus,the father God, power of Holy spirit.
But also unanswered prayer and the just coping.

what l see around is desolation,harsh
 but beauty . . .Nature.
Just feel need bit more hope.
60 it was my birthday recently,
 health did l say it not good.

Oh unanswered prayer, that ones got me.

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MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"