Thanks for inviting me to your favorite coffee house in Louisville.,
It was an amazing experience. Of course I loved hearing you sing. I was impressed by your vocal ability and as always, your ability to work a crowd, but I was even more impressed by your ability to write songs. The lyrics were very, very good. This clip really doesn't do justice to it.
I did, you must know, frown upon the "cussing". That is reserved for the dinner table only. But the words, as you said, were in quotes, so I guess it's ok.
The thing I loved about the Goatwalker was the presence of folks from all walks of life. Children, homeless men and women, ministers, students, and old folks like me. The spirit of sharing and caring for one another was very beautiful. I loved the homeless man who sat in front of me ordering lemonade from time to time by raising his hands and snapping his fingers for service. Where else but that special sanctuary of hospitality would a homeless man gain the attention of a young waitress and quick service at the wave of his hand. For once in his life, Blessed are the poor seemed to mean something tangible.
I'd say Blessed is the Goatwalker. And Blessed are you too, my dear son.
Mother
For more about the Goatwalker and the Jeff Street Church visit their blog.
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