When you have a seven-year-old with a mind like a steel trap, not much gets by her. On Monday night, Dayna and I were singing hymns together at BSF. By the end of the first measure of the second hymn, Dayna leans in to me and whispers, "Isn't this hymn in a minor key?"
Now...why couldn't I ever get 6th graders to hear the difference?
Well played, Dayna. Well played. I think it's time to start on the modes now.
Thoughts on Holy Week
2 weeks ago
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