something good

I was reading a devotional writing by Soren Kierkegaard this morning and this one paragraph was something I wanted to share with you.

From "Prayers . . ."

     You are not like us;  if we are to preserve only some degree of constancy, we must not permit ourselves too much to be moved, nor by too many things.  You on the contrary are moved, and moved in infinite love, by all things.  Even that which we human beings call an insignificant trifle, and pass by unmoved, the need of a sparrow, even this moves You;  and what we so often scarcely notice, a human sigh, this moves You, You who are unchangeable!

"Where Ya Been?"

Wow...it's been a while and I won't bore you with all the details, but it's been a busy fall season.

We just moved into a new house two weeks ago, so things have been a little on the disorderly side for a while.  But I found my computer and some wires and another doohicky that makes it all work and here I am!  How are Ya?

update

Good Day to you all.

I have lots of email messages from a lot of you - thank you for writing.

I will get back to you asap!!!  We recently moved and, at this very moment, there is some kind of machine running in the hallway!  I don't know what they're doing but it's making a lot of racket!  Anyway, please forgive me for not responding right away. I"ll unpack the stuff and get back to work soon!

Blessings!

Wayne

Sunday October 10th

Hi!  I'll be in the morning service at Heights Church in Richardson, TX this coming Sunday!

Come see us.

201 W. Renner Rd. Richardson, TX 75080  972.238.7243


201 W. Renner Rd. Richardson, TX 75080  

972.238.7243

Sandi and Friends

Last night in Anderson Indiana was tremendous.  A large crowd gathered early to get into Madison Park Church and the place was buzzing.

You really have to want to get to the cottage.

It's been in my wife's family since 1944.  Story goes that the place was a "kit" bought with logs already cut and ready for assembly.  The logs and all the fittings were dropped on the property on the shoreline of Lake Huron in the northern part of the Canadian province of Ontario.  Over the years, it's been expanded and refreshed, brought up to date in some senses of the word, but still has it's original charm and is a simple, restful retreat.

Where I came from, we'd probably have called it a cabin, but it's not a cabin.  It's a cottage.  Don't make me have to tell you again. :)  Cottage.

Perspective

My very best - my favorite guitar - fell off it’s stand yesterday.  Most times, I’ve astutely observed when marble and wood go to battle, it’s usually “scoreboard – marble.”  Unfortunately, this was no exception. 

Concert @ Dosey Doe, The Woodlands, TX

ATTENTION HOUSTON:

Be sure to join me on July 20 at Dosey Doe in The Woodlands (Houston area) for a great night of dinner and a concert.  To secure the best seats, you need purchase your ticket on-line...and early. Visit www.doseydoe.com for ticket information and directions.

Chickens on the Highway and other travel stories

I just got home from a trip that took me to Dallas on Sunday to do Celebration on the Daystar Network. Joni and Marcus Lamb are the hosts for the show and it's broadcast was live Monday morning. Great bunch of folks with facilities that are first rate. Great band and singers, too! The tech crew is terrific and it was just a lot of fun.

I drove from there to visit a relatively new radio station in Dallas. KVVT is billing itself as Classic Christian from the 70s, 80s, and 90s!!! Finally, somebody is re-introducing the huge body of work from the early and middle days of Christian music. They're hoping this is a trend that catches on . . . so am I!!

DAYSTAR TELEVISION

HI EVERYBODY.....

JUST A WORD TO LET YOU KNOW THAT I'LL BE ON THE "CELEBRATION" PROGRAM WITH MARCUS AND JONI LAMB . . .

MONDAY - MAY 17, 2010 AT 11 AM CENTRAL TIME.

PLEASE WATCH AND EMAIL FRIENDS AROUND THE COUNTRY THAT MIGHT WANT TO TUNE IN!

THANKS

WAYNE

The Bosque River Stage in Waco, Texas

We had a beautiful weekend in Waco TX.  I saw parts of this town I’d never seen and the campus of McClellan Community College is tremendous.. . a hill country setting full of spectacular old oaks and rolling grassy hills.

The Bosque River Stage is right on the river (duhh)  and the concert started at 8 PM on Saturday night.

We had a good turnout on this cool spring evening.  Whenever the temp dips below 70 in May . . . well, we’re all just fine with that.

Golf trip and more

I just got back from a golf trip to Pinehurst, NC. Can't remember the last time I got away with a bunch of guys . . . most of whom, I didn't know until last Friday.

The group has been taking a trip to some part of the US for 17 years and three or four of the eight have been on most of the trips. So, it was an honor to be invited to be a part of this illustrious band.

We played a practice round on Friday before the real tournament competition began on Saturday morning.

I put up the second best score of my life . . . 77. In a practice round at Pinehurst No. 5.

Then proceeded to stink the rest of the weekend. When people ask, after these kinds of rounds, "Well, did you at least have fun????", usually the answer is civil but inside I'm thinking, "NO, I don't enjoy doing anything this poorly!"

But as the years pass, more important things rise to the top and reality reminds me that I'm glad I don't have to do this for a living . . . me and mine would be really hungry!

But what a solid, good group of men. It's rare to find eight guys that can be relaxed, poke fun, laugh at and with each other, know when to say something and know when to shut up. Know when to pray and know when to tell a joke. A bunch with great reverence for God and irreverence toward the silly things we once pursued so passionately and held to so tightly.

It was incredibly refreshing though physically exhausting. We played 36 holes every day and I don't think I've ever played 36 holes in one day . . . ever! The hills of NC proved to be a real test and I slept like a teenager and woke up like a senior citizen . . . in pain!

I'm playing tomorrow on a Houston affiliate of TBN for their annual telethon then going to play at the Bosque River Stage on the campus of McLennan Community College in Waco, TX at 8 PM on Saturday. If you're in the Waco area, we'd love to see you there!

Blessings.

Wayne

Daystar Television

I'll be on the Daystar Network here in Houston tomorrow, April 13 at Noon (central).  Hope you'll tune in if your in the area.   Thanks.

I'm home today. In Houston. Where the spring just keeps on hanging around. It's uncharacteristic for April - heck, by now, we're usually in the 80s.

Things are good. Life is sweet, my health is probably better than it's been for years, living more simply than ever, free of some of the stuff of life that just exhausted me without me even knowing the cause. Grace and mercy show their faces every single day. After more than half a century on the planet, it occurs to me more often than ever that God is not mad at me. Feelings of unworthiness to not turn into morbid pity . . . just thanksgiving that "unworthy" makes it easier for me to see God.

Easter 2010

I called my mom yesterday to wish her a happy Easter. She's living in a nursing home in my hometown . . . and happy there for the most part. She went to the funeral of the man who was the pastor of our church when I was a kid. He was a gentle, sweet man of God. Mom said she did ok during the service - and you have to know these get tougher and tougher for her in that she's outliving most of her peers. And not many people would have taken that bet. She's been physically frail for years with a long list of troubles. But mentally, watch out! Anyway, she said she made it through the service without getting too emotional, then as they walked past the casket, they played "Home Free" over the sound system and she broke down.

One great thing among a long list of great things our pastor said at Easter services yesterday was this - Eternal Life does not begin with your last breath. The life and light of Christ in us pushes that button when we open up to Him. Rebirth, regeneration, the Spark . . . now!

As I was getting ready yesterday morning in the wee hours of the day, I found myself overwhelmed with gratitude that I was going to get to do what I do on Easter 2010. There have been years in the past, up to do some sunrise service, that I was probably not so thankful, probably grumbled internally that I was gonna have to sing at 6 AM! What a punk.

Over the past 5 or 6 years, there have been a few years where I wasn't singing anywhere and I felt a sense of loss. That's ok. Now, for you and me both, forget what has happened and look toward what God will do for, with, in you today and enjoy it! Most of all say "thank You."

Great quote from a Jeremy Taylor excerpt in my devotional reading today . . .

"Remember, no one can undervalue you if you know that you are unworthy."

Not to walk around debasing yourself; that's just morbid. But to know of my unworthyness in so many things keeps me from always trying to remind myself and others that "Hey, I'm OK." And I am . . . and You are . . . for one Reason!

Wayne

An Old Friend

Well, I’m finally getting around to writing about my trip to Chicago last week. I guess I’m always reluctant to put the minutia on paper because a lot of it just sounds so very uninteresting. It’s the same reason I have trouble making frequent posts on Twitter.

This would be a sample of Tweets that would repeat over and over almost every day when I’m not on the road.

Knock Knock

Almost every morning, before any significant thought or mental clarity sets in, it starts. The taps on the door of the mind. First they seem to start as faint as a far away knock, but then, as a few minutes pass, they grow louder and more unrelenting.

“Hello . . .knock, knock . . . this is not a joke . . . Hello? Tap . . . tap . . . tap.” Jiggling on the door handle into my head.

"The Blood of Jesus" -- Wayne in Concert

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February 22, 2010 was a banner day! 

I got a call from my son, Adam, telling me that he and his wife were on the way to the hospital after their regular doctor visit.  Apparently the doctor said, “Let’s go now.”

So after nine months of watching a little boy and girl grow to ready size, February 22 was the day.

They were born late in the afternoon and everything was flawless.  There was some talk that the babies might have to spend some time in NICU – not unusual for twins that are so tiny.  But these two weighed in around five pounds each.  When I got to the hospital, they were in the room with the family being passed around like footballs.  I’m sure the little newborn brains were thinking, “What the heck is going on????  Just a little while ago, I was warm and cozy!  Where am I?”

But barely a peep was heard.  Will did let the nurse know about it when she poured water on him for his bath.  I let Adam and know that those cute little, barely audible sounds would get louder in short order.  Wait for it.

Annabelle is my first granddaughter.  Neal and Lindsay have three boys – Sam, Gabe and Luke.  Now William is born to Adam and Laura along with his sister, Annabelle. 

We’re so thankful and joyful that all is well.  God has overwhelmed us . . . again.

Blessings.

Wayne

Great Day Houston

I'm going to be on a show here in Houston, on the CBS affiliate KHOU, tomorrow morning!  Check show times if you're in the Houston area. 

I'll let you know if they put the episodes on their website for viewing . . . khou.com

Thanks, too, for your prayers that God will use this for His purpose.

Wayne

Hey Everyone....

My friend, Jeremy Good, who produced my last Christmas project with me and has played keys for me lots of times, has a new website that serves as a resource for Churches, worship teams, bands, etc.  The link is .https://goodworshipmusic.com/store/music.php?request=details&id=newMusic18

And TODAY you can get a free mp3 download of an arrangement for churches of my song "Glorify Your Name" from the "Living Room" album.

I hope you'll check it out!

Wayne

A Confession

I have a confession to make.

Sometimes, in the morning, when I’m still not thinking clearly (which is most days….in the morning!), I pour a hot cup of coffee and sit down to watch something on TV.  Some days, it’s Sportscenter and sometimes it’s Regis and Kelly.  There – I said it.  Yeah, Regis and Kelly. 

News Flash!!

BREAKING NEWS - Single Show Tickets now available for SANDI PATTY & FRIENDS Concerts!

FEBRUARY 5th and 6th - Nashville TN

Due to high local demand, Single show tickets have been made available for the SANDI PATTY & FRIENDS concerts at the beautiful Gaylord Opryland Hotel in Nashville TN. Tickets are now on sale for both Friday, February 5th at 8pm and Saturday, February 6th at 2pm. Ticket prices are only $20.00 for Main Floor and just $30.00 for VIP seating.The SANDI PATTY & FRIENDS Concert will feature memorable performances by Sandi Patty and her special guest LARNELLE HARRIS, WAYNE WATSON, BEN UTECHT and PASTOR JIM LYON in an intimate concert and worship experience. For tickets and more information call 1.866.972.6779 or visitwww.getgaylordtickets.com

BY THE WAY....IF YOU REALLY WANT A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE
LOOK AT THIS!!!  YIKES...WHAT'S THE DEAL WITH THE HAIR???  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BqiwjlNr-Io

Oh Yeah???

Oh yeah!?!

I almost got into a fight in the locker room at the gym the other day.

I’ve decided, after years of trying everything else – biking, stairs, elliptical machines, rowing - to try and fall in love with Running this year.

Right now, Running and I are casually dating. Really, Running has quite a few personality things that, frankly, I just hate. Like you know how Running sort of mocks and looks down on everybody that doesn’t run. I just think that’s rude and the other night, over dinner, I told Running just that. Running looked back at me with this look that was a mixture of puzzlement and smugness. That smugness is another thing I’m gonna have trouble getting over. It might keep this relationship from going to the next level. I hate smugness. It’s not a good quality.

And I hate anybody being judgmental. Oh yeah, and I hate intolerance! Can’t stand intolerant people. 

Breathe.
(to read the entire piece...click on the post title above)

Elvis and the King

Elvis Presley would have been 75 years old on January 8, 2010.

We walked into one of our favorite Mexican restaurants last night and they were throwing him a party. There were buttons, t-shirts and a special menu for the occasion.  From the entrance, we heard what sounded like live music . . . it was . . . it was

Sandi Patty at Opryland Hotel

Just a quick word....hope you'll consider being at this event in Nashville.  Yes, it's Superbowl weekend!!  They have televisions in Nashville and you can break the monotony of all the pre-game hype by hearing some great music!!!

Check it out here and here.

Thanks!



Wayne

Where Were You?

HERE'S SOMETHING SOME OF YOU MIGHT BE INTERESTED IN! HEY, COME JOIN US FOR THE WEEKEND!

Where were you when you first heard Sandi Patty and Larnelle Harris sing
“I’ve Just Seen Jesus” or “More Than Wonderful”
or what about Sandi Patty and Wayne Watson sing
"Another Time, Another Place?"

Pretty, Floating God

Saw the blockbuster movie, Avatar, last night. Yes, during the BCS Championship Game. Yes, I had the DVR going so I could watch the game when I got home. But, like so many other games I've recorded with the intent of watching from start to finish, I folded and watched the last 5 minutes . . . just enough time to watch Texas almost win the thing and then see Alabama put it away without question.

The New House

One day between Christmas and our departure for Mexico. One day to catch our breath from the busyness of the Birthday (why so busy??). Wouldn’t the Baby Celebrant, future carpenter, Savior of the World appreciate our fellowship more than our busyness?

On Sunday morning, the 27th, we flew to San
Diego to join the others for this three-day project.I was just invited along to lead worship, teach a little at a couple of devotional moments and do some hammering.

We were there to build, in total, three houses in Ensenada. Our team would be in charge of building just one.

After playing a few songs at the orientation on Sunday evening and then, leading devotions on Monday morning, we set out for the home site. When we arrived, we saw a concrete foundation already poured and cured . . . ready for the new walls and roof.

The family we were building for was living in a makeshift shed with a tarp roof and dirt floor. Their little girl was seriously allergic to the dirt and dust.

I don’t know for sure how YWAM and YPO qualify a family for a house but that’s out of my hands. All I know is, they were very appreciative for the gift about to be presented to them.

Our group was full of capable men and women and more than a few of teenage years. The place was buzzing from the get go.

I’ve never done much building. OK, I’ve never done any building! Yes, I helped my kids build a tree house in the woods behind our house but that mostly involved me buying the materials and turning them loose. And I don’t, nor does my wife, consider myself “handy” in particular. Once, in the late seventies, I tried to tune up our car. It was never the same.

But hey, I’m not gonna tell those stories to my fellow builders! What they don’t know won’t hurt ‘em, will it? Well, not unless I drop a hammer, nail somebody to a wall or fill their boots with caulk.

You’ll be pleased to know that there were 0 safety violations throughout the entire event! We actually appointed a safety officer for the site. With people walking around carrying boards and tools, it is amazing no one got tagged in the forehead with a two by six!

We got remarkably far on the first day. All the walls standing and nailed in place, the roof trusses built and secured. Most of the dry wall installed and trim painted.

This little two room house, about 12 x 12, would be a serious upgrade for this family. Protection. From the elements and from intruders of all kinds. And quite possibly, a change for their family for generations to come. Something they could hand down to the next generation.

We started early the next day and saw the project completed by mid-afternoon.

At the finish, we made a circle around the family, prayed and dedicated their new home to God. Then everyone in the circle made a brief comment about what it had meant to them to build this house. Emotions were a bit high. When we got to the last of the circle, I presented them a picture of the group in front of their home, told them we’d never forget them and asked that, when they see that picture, they remember us and pray for us as well.

A family Bible was presented signed by all the team. Then our foreman, a YWAM staffer named Josway (at least that was how it was pronounced), Spanish for Joseph, led both the husband and wife in a prayer to invite Christ into their lives! What a finale!

Then we handed them the keys to their new home. They were overwhelmed. In a matter of two days, they were now the owners of this little house of their own. A new stove in the corner, a new bed and mattress. A table and chairs for their meals. And a clean concrete floor.

As you drive through Mexico, you see thousands of unfinished houses everywhere. Some are built of stone or concrete cinder blocks - Others built from whatever materials they can find. I never really understood this but learned the reason on this trip. There is really no such thing as a mortgage or a home loan. The private citizen simply has to wait until they can afford more materials, pay cash, then build some more on their house. This can go on for years. Where many earn less than $100 a month, some much less, it can take forever to build a home. The cycle is almost impossible to break.

But groups like Youth With A Mission (YWAM) in partnership with other organizations (like yours maybe??) can, for about $5000 build a new house for a needy family in Mexico - a new house that will change a family for years to come - A new home that will speak the love of Christ and show that Love in action.

Many of the families on our trip have been making this journey for years. It’s become an after-Christmas tradition. Their grown children choose this over ski trips or other vacations without even thinking. It has become the most anticipated part of their year as a family. Beautiful.

We were so honored to be a part of this!

Hope you and yours are well and that 2010 is off to a good start.

Blessings.

Wayne Watson