Brian Fallon- Here’s Looking at You, Kid.
Guys, I think I’m a fan of The Gaslight Anthem now. LIIIISTEN :) from some songs I can feel a little Killers vibe and one of my friends swears it’s like our generation’s Springsteen.
(Source: loudernowrosie)
I wrote this story to share at our Ghana dinner last night, and I thought it would be nice if I shared it with the rest of you who supported me throughout this journey.
Where you go I’ll go, Where you stay I’ll stay, When you move I’ll move. I will follow. 18 words that only begin to explain my fondest memory of Africa. It was only four weeks ago that my team of 19 stood before the congregation at our send off service bearing our hearts and souls through song, stories, and prayer. Together we all sang these 18 words and together my team and I followed God to Ghana. On the first Sunday that we were in The King’s Village, we walked down to church. I was so moved by their worship and the way they literally danced up their offerings. It’s one of the most enlightening experiences because you cant help but wonder if they have any more money for the rest of their week. After the service was over I hopped on the keyboard and Eric grabbed the bass and together our team began to sing a few of the songs from the send off service. It was in this moment that I met a young boy named Joel. I noticed that he was watching my every move as I played the keyboard, so I began to teach him the chords in I Will Follow. As he mirrored my movements and we all sang along I couldn’t help but feel great satisfaction. I had no idea that any more would come of this moment, but God never ceases to amaze. Later that day I had visitors from two little boys Mutaru and Jerimiah. They asked me if we’d please come to rehearsal that evening and sing a few songs at the revival that was taking place all week. I asked permission, and rounded up Eric and Amanda, and we headed to rehearsal that evening. As soon as I started to play the keyboard Joel was at my side with a microphone in hand. He found such joy out of being my microphone stand because it meant he could learn. At the conclusion of that evening Joel had learned how to play I Will Follow in its entirety. My experience gets better from here. For the rest of my days there a new child sprung up singing I Will Follow. That one child that I had unconsciously taught one song spread his knowledge to a dozen if not more kids. The last evening there was a bunch of kids on our porch, and I took out my iPad and began to play I Will Follow on a piano app. I had a whole chorus of children sing with me that evening, and it is truly one of my proudest moments.
—My friend Erica who I went to Ghana with wrote this. I think it’s a really cool story :)
Oh, I have a Tumblr…
It makes me sad that I don’t have a lot of time to blog anymore :(
When the time comes, I will start writing again. Promise :)
Also, in case you’re wondering, I went to Africa for like two weeks! It was pretty sweet :)
