Thursday, August 24, 2006


Yes, exactly one week ago today on Thursday August 17, 2006, I lost a dear friend. I never knew how much this friend meant to me until it was too late. I took for granted all the times we spent together driving to and from work and around town, laughing, crying...I had grown dependent on this friend. And now my friend is gone and there is a silent, but unmistakable void in my life.

Yes, right after rush hour last week at exactly this time my favorite radio station 93.9 KZLA played Keith Urban "Tonight I Want to Cry" and then suddenly, unexpectedly the hideous sounds of Black Eyed Peas resonated from the station that had once been my friend--but no longer.

Apparently (at least according to the LA Times) 40% of LA radio listeners are Hispanic, and my friend, my station, was not reaching its target demographic. So after 25 years of serving LA with the best music around, the thanks KZLA got was being replaced by Gwen Stefani and "dance-ready" music.

But the saddest part is that KZLA was the only country station in the LA now there is no way for me to hear country music on my way to and from work. But the outlook is not all bleak...I can still hear KZLA streamed on my computer while I am at work. And I guess I'll just have to find a new friend to join me on my morning and afternoon commutes (AM 1260 isn't too bad).

Please join me in a moment of silence out of respect for my dear friend.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Got to Love Spurgeon

"My Master has riches beyond the calculation of arithmetic, the measurement of reason, the dream of imagination, or the eloquence of words. They are unsearchable! You may look and study and ponder, but Jesus is a greater Savior than you think Him to be even when your thoughts are at their best. My Lord is more ready to pardon than you are to sin, more able to forgive than you are to transgress. My Master is more willing to supply your needs than you are to confess them. Do not tolerate small thoughts of the Lord Jesus. When you put the crown on His head, you will only crown Him with silver when He deserves gold. My Master has riches of happiness to bestow upon you now. He can make you to lie down in green pastures and lead you beside still waters. There is no music like His music that He, the Shepherd, plays for His sheep as they lie down at His feet. There is no love like His; neither earth nor heaven can match it. To know Christ and to be found in Him is real life and true joy. My Master does not treat His servants meanly; He gives to them the way a king gives to a king. He gives them two heavens-a heaven below in serving Him here, and a heaven above in delighting in Him forever. His unsearchable riches will be known best in eternity. On the way to heaven He will give you all you need. He will defend you and provide for you en route, but it will be at the end of your journey when you will hear the songs of triumph, the shouts of salvation, and you will have a face-to-face view of the glorious and beloved One. "The unsearchable riches of Christ"! This is the tune for the minstrels of earth and the song for the musicians of heaven. Lord, teach us more and more of Jesus, and we will declare the good news to others."