Christmas brings out the most beautiful music of the church. One year Holly and Chuk put together this lovely version of an ancient Appalachian mountain carol. Even though the video and audio were taken on an iPhone the beautiful of the harmonies, and the voices, and the guitar come though. I loved Chuk’s little wrap up at the end and the enthusiasm of the people.
A Bad Video of a Good Song
The quality of this video is obviously poor and amateur and beautiful Hope America is hidden behind the music stand, but I wanted to keep this video forever. I am on the platform because I had was suffering from a really painful knee injury the Sunday this was filmed. That was a year ago and I am grateful to God to be on my feet and able to walk and bike and be active.
It’s amazing when I listen to Chuk and Hope sing. I remember their great-grandmother, Charlotte Shipley, when she got saved she had this prayer; “Lord, please let my children sing.” Well, she has singing children, singing grand-children, and here are a couple of her singing great-grandchildren…
God in the Mountains
In the summer of 2008 the girls did a tour of Eastern Kentucky singing and testifying of their love for Jesus. They sang in mountain churches, on the street, at events, in homes, and on a couple small Christian television stations. Deep in the mountains after driving for a few hours and fighting motion-sickness the girls recorded this beautiful song my Tracy Dartt, often sung by the McKameys. I will always love this video. Hope was so small then. Sometimes I wish I could freeze time, but that is not how the Great Designer made our world and He knows best.
I wanted to post this here so I would always have it. It’s memory I never want to lose.
Music at Granville Cottage
I miss having the kids at home. This is the kind of thing that happened here at Granville Cottage every once in a while. But if they don’t go their way they can never have what made our lives so happy and beautiful for a few years–their own loves and their own homes. I posted this here is that I will always have it.
It is our great delight that our children love and serve the Christ of the Cross.
Muffled Tones Behind the Door
When Charles Kenneth Pierpont, who likes to be called Chuk, was a teen I gave him my guitar. He went into his room and closed the door and for many months all we could hear were muffled tones behind the door. One day I stood at the door and heard beautiful music. I thought it was the radio. It was Chuk.
“Chuk, play that for me.”
He did.
“Can you sing with that?”
He played and sang Michael Card’s beautiful song “Why”
“Chuk, will you play that for your mother?”
We went downstairs. He played it for his mother. All was quiet.
Lois said; “Chuk, that was beautiful.”
The next Sunday Chuk sang for the first time to the people gathered at church in Fremont.
Since then he has been making music. I found this old video he made when he was living at home in a little room he had made over into a studio. Chuk has a wife now. They have their little Laela and they have another daughter on the way in November. They have already chosen the name Aspen Gail. I wanted to post the video here because I never want to loose it.
This is our son, Chuk:







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