I've wanted to try to upload a sermon but for quite a while now I have been having difficulty with moving the video from a DVD to a computer format. I seem to only get part of the DVD. I have not yet figured out why but for some reason, this sermon did download in segments and I was able to put them together for one complete sermon. I had to upload it to blogger in 2 sections because it was a tiny bit too large to upload as one.
This sermon is more than a few years old. As I go back through it I can see that I had not preached for awhile and it looks like it, and sounds like it (if I said "uh" one more time I think I'd have lost it, literally). Yes, preaching is a lot of fun but you have to do it regularly to stay in the groove. I was at Gravel Hill for 5 years and only preached about 4 times on a Sunday morning - yes, that's 4 times from a possible 260 sermons. What can I say?
Despite the problems, the congregation seemed to like this sermon, probably more because of the videos I used, but I still hope it was at least in part due to the message. I had people walking up to me literally months afterwards, repeating back to me what I had them reciting during the message (long after I had forgotten the sermon). The senior pastor hated it and said I set the congregation back 10 years. Perhaps a bit melodramatic but again, what can I say?
God Is My Co-Pilot:
Brahms knew.
Verdi knew.
Strauss knew, but he had lapses.
Beethoven knew, but he was more concerned with other things.
Wolf knew, but he wasn't letting anyone else in on it.
Tchaikovsky knew, but set out to prove he didn't.
Milhaud didn't know.
Honegger didn't have the foggiest.
Mozart had the idea, but he didn't live very long.
Berg knew, but that didn't have anything to do with it.
Puccini knew, and milked it for all it was worth.
Gilbert and Sullivan didn't know, and milked it for all it wasn't worth.
Gershwin caught on finally.
Britten took someone else's word for it.
Schoenberg didn't know, but he gets credit anyway.
Stravinsky didn't know, but he didn't let that stop him.
Rossini didn't know, and didn't care.
Chopin knew, but it upset him.
Wagner knew, but not a fraction of what he thought he knew.
Schumann knew that Clara knew that Brahms knew.
Bernstein was trying like mad to find out.
It's unclear if Debussy knew or not.
Bach knew, but it was too early to do anything about it.
Liszt didn't know, but he made a lot of money anyway.
Menotti didn't know anyone ever knew.
Some people find it hard to believe that Bartok knew.
Mahler knew, and look what it did to him.
Schubert knew all along, but it never got out of Vienna.
Berlioz didn't know, but he orchestrated it loudly.
Bellini didn't know, but he made it difficult to sing.
Prokofiev had to hide it from the Kremlin.
Bruckner didn't know, but wrote it over and over.
Andy Haydn tried and tried and tried.
But it was Brahms who really knew.
I love this. I've saved it since undergraduate school (I think) because I so agree with it. Brahms definitely knew. My only comment - Debussy didn't know. I do not know the author.
