Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Pre-teen!

I love my girls!! Tami has taken Kirsten to KC and they are spending time doing girl stuff. Stuff that is best done without guys, particularly without Hiebert guys!! We don't shop well. It is also a time that Tami and I have realized that Kirsten is stepping into that next phase of womanhood. I am so blessed to have a wife that will impart the truth of God's word into the life of our daughter. So, pray for Tami and Kirsten as they are in KC and discuss God's design for women. Tami and Kirsten, I love you!

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

C, G, D, A, E, and even an F

These are a few of the chords I am learning. I know where my fingers are supposed to go but they don't seem to obey very often. They also say that you will build callouses on your fingers and I hope that happens soon. Several months ago my brother gave me his 12 string guitar to sell for him but never have, so as of this evening I own a used 12 string guitar, my first musical instrument all my own. I have had several friends offer to help me learn to play of which they each have told me that they taught themselves to play so maybe there is hope for me. In the next few days I will have Tami video me play so you all can experience what she has been experiencing!! She will enjoy some sympathy!! Well, I plan to continue to "make a joyful noise"!!

Friday, October 2, 2009

Great music


Kirsten has been taking piano lessons for a number of years now when we came across this song. The lessons that she takes now does not require her to learn notes, at least not yet, but she can play a lot of songs and is learning to play a wide variety of styles. I really enjoy the music in this song and have made a deal with Kirsten. If she learns to play this song, then I have to learn to play it on the guitar. A great deal for her, not such a good deal for me, I dont play guitar, or piano, or drums, or anything else. Some say that my musical talent is non-existent. My goal is not to just learn to play guitar, but to put to rest my 8th grade teacher's great depression. She tried vary hard to teach me music, but I still failed. Yes, failed, as in an F, not fantastic nor fabulous, just plain failed as in ineligable to play soccer!! So, when I learn to play the guitar, my 8th grade music teacher, my mom who taught piano for years (just not to me) will all rejoice and the world will be a better place, we hope. Stay tuned.