Tuesday, January 16, 2007 Daddy would drink, and Mommy did drugs. We'd be heroes, just for one day.
Today I was working on a mix CD challenge, and I downloaded "The Little Girl" by John Michael Montgomery, a song that may be perfect.
When my friend Leah and I used to live on the Eastern Shore of Maryland and also did a lot of cross-country driving, pop country was what the radios would pull in. (In those days, I-pods were thought to be the work of witches.) If you've ever listened to popular ocuntry stations, you know that they will not leave you behind: one station will play the same six songs every hour, and once that station fades, you fiddle with the dial, you find anothe station, and it will be playing the same song. This provides the perfect way for nerds to study, contemplate and come to love the worst crap in the universe. This song contains nothing not to love. It starts with ominous, warbly near silence, and then a comforting guitar breaks in, just like Jesus rescuing from a life of neglect and uncertainty.
1)The song is based on a heartstring-tugging e-mail forward. The songwriter was so moved that he wrote the song "in less than 15 mintes."
2)A child guilelessly mentions having met Jesus, on her very first trip to Sunday school.
3)A sad little girl gets "a new mom and a new dad".
4)If there's a better song out there about a neglected child coming to Jesus and non-believing parents getting comeuppence, you write it. You have 15 minutes. posted by Frenz | 1/16/2007 05:46:00 PM
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