But you don't really care for music, do ya?

"Well, it goes like this, the 4th the 5th, the minor fall and the major lift....."
("Hallelujah", Jeff buckley)

Ok, so i've been listening to Jeff Buckley in the car while waiting on Joanne. I love rediscovering a song that has such great memories and then learning to appreciate it all over again, finding pieces of the composition that got lost in you're memory.

"Hallelujah" from Jeff Buckley's "Grace" album is a fantastic, intimate classic that holds great memories for me. I can remember playing it to try to impress girls, the late night chats I had with people like Paul Fellowes who introduced me to the song, discussing its fine production etc.

I remember playing it at a party I was at with Ross Thompson in Ballymena somewhere. It is a song that makes a room silent, that is to say the song does, not my delivery of the song.

I was delighted to deliver it though, as i'd been playing it over and over for ages in my bedroom, trying to get it right. Its an excellent feeling, finding that everyone is listening intently.

It was my dad who brought it back to my attention. My bro let him hear it the other day in the car, and he asked if i had it on my laptop. He described the guitar work as just fantastic, or words to that effect, he's right you know!

Mum and Dad have always listened to good music, which is how i learned to appreciate the good stuff myself.

In a similar way they have tought me how to discern much more than good music, their example of faith has been the most important lesson they could have tought me.

As I said, the playing of "hallelujah" to a group of people made them silent and listen, not because of the delivery, but because of the song itself. In the same way I believe Christ has made me aware of his presence through my folks, not because of their presentation of him, but because he shone through them.

There is an example to follow.