Urzatz, urlinie, bassbrechung, motivic cell, chorale, oratorio, klang.....
Ostinato: {usually} a short, repeating motivic figure that does not develop. Sometimes these little guys seem to go on forever and ever. As our Professor TT says, "I don't think we have a statute of limitations on ostinato."
21 May 2012
11 May 2012
Bible Conference Sermons
This evening, we've been listening to a sermon from a 1952 Bible Conference. The Conference was eleven days long, and if all the sermons are as potent and Christ-centered as the first one, it must have been a wonderful experience for all who attended.
The first sermon--and we'll be listening to more over the coming weeks--deals clearly and simply with the reason Christ came to earth (to deal with sin, uphold His law), and how His sacrifice can pay the price for my sin. A beautiful message indeed.
You'll need your Bible handy as you listen, because every point is taken from Scripture, the speaker letting Scripture speak for itself.
09 May 2012
All of us sang--mom, in-laws, brother-in-law, sister-in-law, niece--as husband conducted his own piece during the worship service. One friend thought fast and took this video.
Other friends texted my parents: "Are you in town??"
We sang longing words, for heaven.
"Heaven's gates are open wide! May I enter in?
Jesus has called me His child--may I enter in?
Lord this world is not my home, this dark and weary land.
Though rough and heavy my trials; by my King I'll stand.
"Weary pilgrim, weary child, this world now revile.
Christ will come, for you are His,
Just hold on for a while.
"Precious is the promise now:
'I'll come back for you!'
Declared upon the olive mount to His faithful few.
"Weary pilgrim, weary child, this world now revile.
Christ will come, for you are His,
Just hold on for a while."
{Contact me--e-mail or leave a comment--if you'd like to buy a copy of the score.}
30 April 2012
Finals Week
It's true. I'd rather be sunning myself, like this little guy.
If the sun was out, that is.
But 24 hours from now the BIG ONE will be over. And I'm sure I'll have passed.
Meanwhile, I'm working hard.
Recital program. Recital Poster. Recital Lecture notes. Exam composers, terms, essasys.
Meanwhile, my husband studied all day, and is now folding laundry for me to study more.
He doesn't have the time to do it either, but he does it out of love for me.
Isn't he great?
20 April 2012
Two Weeks Until Recital
Another semester is almost over, and my graduate piano lecture recital is almost here. Which means I don't have time to tell you much, except a couple of very important items.
I'm ok with it being spring.
I'm ok with my niece and her great parents being here, in my town, right now.
I'm ok with mouse traps catching their prey in the kitchen.
I'm ok with having the most amazing husband in the world.
I'm ok with having great friends who, for example,
call to pray with me at the very moment I am most overwhelmed.
I'm ok with having super in-laws and parents, most of whom will be visiting in two weeks.
I'm ok with having flowers budding in the yard.
Next to the garden box stuffed with fall's leaves for compost.
I'm ok with my Savior leading me, us, always--"what have I to ask besides?
Can I doubt His tender mercy, who through life has been my Guide?
...
For I know whate'er befall me, Jesus doeth all things well.
...
Though weary steps may falter, and my soul athirst may be,
Gushing from the rock before me, lo a spring of joy I see."
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