Some Ginny Owens just shuffled on. She is a very good artist, and is blind, which makes her success all the more uplifting. She plays some instruments, but she sings primarily, and quite well I might add.

I like her stuff, but a lot of it is gospal music. Not that I mind. The Iliad isn’t rendered grey and mute by my denial of Apolo and Poseidon. Some of it uplifting, some of it misguided dogmatism. Like this:

“So when the winds of change try to blow me over/And the shadows of confusion hide the truth/I will hope in the One who is forever/I will run to You.”

Don’t run form those shadows of confusion. Sunlight is the best disinfectant, to borrow a cliche. Examination is the key. Hopeful intent is frail without hopeful behaviour.

And when the winds of change come, my friends, set your sails. You’ll get a lot further moving with the world than against it.