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44, 5-4,  REVISED 2, SHOW  NOTES & COPYRIGHTS, updated 2/15/22 (Scheduled 2/18/22 )

Today we have the oldest Carter brother joining us.  Listeners and viewers, meet our brother Paul.  We asked Paul to join us to help us improve on the podcast.  Paul will be directing today’s show.  Hopefully he will help us eliminate the ums and ahs and pauses we have become infamous for. 

Dave explains Paul’s role as podcast director

Let’s start with a poem from God Still Rhymes

CRASHING WAVES (pg. 75)

Like waves crashing upon a barren shore

Your love so overwhelms me.

Your high tide through grace does overcome my lows,

Calming the stormy sea.

The waves crash but you do not roar.

Your love engulfs me

As from your grace your love, it flows,

A quiet love I can see.

            Let those who have eyes see.

            Let those who have ears hear.

With you, when I hear, I see,

Just as when I see, I hear.

To listen is to see

And to see is to hear.

Yes, you have washed me,

Cleansed me as I sinned.

And now in me you see

Your mighty calming wind.

So upon the waters I might walk,

I do now walk in faith, not in fear.

There is no fear as I hear you talk,

Walking as we talk now without tears.

Discussion:

Well Paul, how did I do?  

I was going to say brother, but I only wanted one answer, not two.

Director response:  do you not want your brothers to answer your question?  Give us a chance to see who has a quicker response time, ok.

Discussion:

OK, hopefully this one will be easy to read.  From God Still Rhymes, pg. 43 . . . 

I WAS JUST THINKING

I was just thinking

about what you said the other day

do you remember what it was

I didn’t think that you would

so I forgot too

Director Cut:  What was that about and how does is fit in with the podcast theme?

Tim:  let me read the reflection from the book.

Reflection on I Was Just Thinking

While searching through the archives I came across this piece of nonsense.  It reminded me of something I had written for the kids a few years ago, which was many years after this was written.  I wrote a book titled “I Can’t Remember the Things I Forgot.”  I got reactions from, “what’s this?” to “I get it,” to “you’re such a dork,” and finally a couple of,  “  . . .”  




I’ve read this next  one before.  It wasn’t written with a message for Christians, but I think it is there.

Again, from God Still Rhymes, this one is on pg. 34.

Director Cut:  All those...