A Fair View of History

Recently, as Sandy and I were driving to Benton, she put in a CD of hymns. As we listened we began to sing along. After several songs had played, and we had sung the hymns, recalling almost all the words, I realized something remarkable. We had learned most of those hymns over 50 years ago. While we rarely hear them today in church, on the radio, or anywhere else, we still were able to sing the hymns, knowing most of the words. The words of those great old songs of the faith were, in most cases, birthed out of life's trials, tribulations, and sometimes the joys of the writers of those long loved and heart felt songs. In contrast, listening to the songs popular today, I can hear them on Sunday morning, and the next day cannot recall a word of the songs. Now, granted, part of that may be attributed to the fact that, as they are being sung, I cannot hear any of the words. And, the reason for that is two-fold. One, the words are drowned out by the excessive volume of the instrument...