SOTD

In honor of the closing of the JMH Concert Church, I thought it would be appropriate to post a song from the first band JMH went to see. City of Love, uhhh, I mean Cry of Love. That whole night is etched in my memory like it was yesterday. If you remember this band's first album "Brother" topped my IF ONLY ONE CD list. This song kicks it off and this is an amazing live version. Simply one of the most effortless, smoothest guitar players I've seen. These guys were great live. Please enjoy.



That's nice...MH

An Era Comes to an End...

A sad day...a sad day indeed. The JMH Church, located in the great city of Nashville, Illinois, has apparently been sealed off. For how long? Who knows?

This church has been a staple in the lives of JMH for almost twenty years. We would stop at this church before EVERY concert, seeking God's protection for the event at hand. And it worked...several times our lives were in peril, but a higher power always seemed to be watching out for us. The church even played a part in an annual JMH Scavenger Hunt as we hid a clue behing the giant cross within. No one retrieved that clue, and for all we know, that clue is still stuck to the back of that cross.

We may never know why the city of Nashville decided to close her down, but we do know how special this place became to us. A landmark for what JMH stood for. So if the doors of this location are never opened again, I bid you farewell JMH Concert Church. You will ALWAYS hold a special place in our hearts!

I'm thinking...JM

Happy Mother's Day!

Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.
Honor her for all that her hands have done,
and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.

Proverbs 31:30 - 31

SOTD

Thank you

Thanks to everyone for their prayers and messages. It means so much to me. It's good to be home finally.

Ugh!

Being held over in the hospital another night. No fun.

Fate

Look at us. Running around. Always rushed. Always late. Guess that's why they call it the human race. But sometimes, it slows down just enough for all the pieces to fall into place. Fate works it's magic. And you're connected.

Wally Mars