Mankind desperately needs to bridge the gap between the rational and the spiritual…

The first order of business was to launch an educational effort in the renewing of worship.

Voicing a pipe organ is the process by which each pipe is taught to sing together as a stop, each stop is taught to sing together as a division, and each division taught to sing as an organ. The Rube-Goldberg mechanics of an organ are interesting and impressive, but the “black magic” happens in the […]

“Blatant imitations lack integrity.” Alexandra Stoddard in “The Decoration of Houses”

I want to forward a blog posting by Fr. Robert Hendrickson, an Episcopal priest based in New Haven, CT. His comments are so relevant that I don’t want to elaborate on them or pontificate on them.   I just want to give you the link, and let you read it for yourself. http://thecuratesdesk.org/2012/05/15/dont-do-it-for-the-kids-of-hymnal-revision-and-young-adults/

We paint our houses to make them beautiful.   We color our clothes to make them beautiful.   Artists paint pictures to create beauty.   And the sole right of the organ to be tolerated in church, in theatre, in school, in concert halls, in the home, depends upon its ability to create beauty.   […]

I wonder how the organist Can do so many things; He’s getting ready long before The choir stands up and sings; He’s pressing buttons, pushing stops, He’s pulling here and there, And testing all the working parts While listening to the prayer. He runs a mighty big machine, It’s full of funny things; A mass […]

  RMS Titanic I have scheduled this post to appear on the Reynolds Organ Blog, “Wild Air,” at exactly 1:17 am on April 15, 2012.   Correcting for shipboard time vs. Eastern Daylight Time, this is posting on the 100th anniversary of the exact moment that the waters of the North Atlantic Ocean closed over […]

We refer to our seven (and a half!) year-old grandson, Jonathan, as our Vice President in charge of Lego projects.       Sunday, for Easter, we took him with us to North United Methodist Church in Indianapolis, about 70 miles away.   Bubby had never attended a church this large, and he was particularly […]

  A Wreck of time… As I write this, it is Easter afternoon.   It has been a full day.   Tina and I have been priviledged to have our grandson, age almost 8,  overnight.   This morning, we did the Easter Bunny thing, hunted for eggs in the backyard, and headed off to church. […]