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New Release: Behold the King of Glory by Russ Ramsey

Enter into the greatest story ever told.

In this carefully researched retelling of the story of Jesus, Russ Ramsey invites us to rediscover our wonder at his sinless life, brutal death, and glorious resurrection.

Featuring forty short chapters recounting key episodes from Jesus’s time on earth, this book expands on the biblical narrative in a fresh and creative way—giving us a taste of what it would have been like to walk next to Jesus and experience his earthly ministry first hand.

Behold the King of Glory is now available wherever great books are sold (click here to grab your copy from the Rabbit Room store). Congratulations on the release, Russ!



The Silent Game of Football

Growing up, I had a clock radio at my headboard. As a rule, I was to be in bed by ten. This posed a problem for me on Monday nights, because I had to miss my favorite show, Monday Night Football. But I had a sneaky solution. I knew how to dial in the local ABC affiliate on my clock radio. I would then tuck the clock under my my pillow and lay my ear directly over the speaker.

One Monday night I was laying there in the dark, discreetly taking in the action, when the drama began to build. The 49ers were giving a beating to the Raiders, and Jerry Rice had just tied Jim Brown’s record of 126 touchdowns. It became apparent that he was going to try to break the record that night.

I couldn’t take it any longer, there was only so much imagery I could create in my mind. I had to see what was going on with my own eyes. I shut my clock radio off and crept out of my room and down the hall to the living room. I turned on the TV and muted the volume, hoping that neither parent would notice a flickering, blueish glow under their bedroom door.



Andy Gullahorn Live via Concert Window

Tune it tonight as Andy Gullahorn performs live on Concert Window. It’s a pay-what-you-want show, and we hope you’ll want show your support for Andy’s work. Click here for more information, and no, you’ll never be able to un-see this picture.

 

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Five Questions For Bluegrass Sensation Stacy Grubb

Stacy Grubb‘s new record, From the Barroom to the Steeple, has just been released. It’s beautiful and features some amazing musicians including Stacy (voice, wow) and Ron Block (banjo, mustache). It’s so good I’m going to prove it to somebody by giving a copy away to a randomly-selected person who comments on this post. —Sam

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Tell us a little about how you became an international bluegrass sensation? Do not even think about answering this awesome question without mentioning Cathead. (Note: Alan “Cathead” Johnston is Stacy’s dad.)

I don’t feel there is an honest answer to this question. How did I drive my family into the poorhouse with bluegrass? Same as every bluegrass performer, mostly. Well, not really. I didn’t grow up listening to bluegrass. I grew up with the option of contemporary Christian or Waylon Jennings. That’s what ol’ Cathead gave me to choose from. At least, for a really long time. When I was a teenager, I got into Mariah Carey and pursued that kind of sound and developed my songwriting. And I’m picking on Cathead. He didn’t object to my Dolly tape I had (it was a gospel record she’d cut). I was probably 4 when I discovered her, and she has been my #1 ever since—even unto this day. But by the time I was in my 20s, I had this blend of Dolly and Mariah vocally (only with not one iota of a hint of Mariah) and my goals with it were just ridiculous. I really bucked the honest truth of my voice, which is that it’s just not designed for R&B. I know, right?



Song of the Week and a Concert Window Concert by Eric Peters

While Michael Card is leading his study on the Gospel of Luke tonight at North Wind Manor, Eric Peters will be playing a concert via Concert Window for the rest of the known world. Here’s what Eric has to say about the show:

It’s full-on winter, a colorless time of bleakness and despondency for some, of rest and regathering for others. A settled season of anticipation for all of us, I suppose. So with that in mind, I will be playing an online concert live from my Asylum (office) tonight at 7:30pm CST via Concert Window. It’s a PWYW show—if only that stood for Pay Wads of Your Wealth.

I’ll be trying out some new material from my forthcoming album, Far Side of the Sea. I hope you’ll consider tuning in and letting me bend your ears for a short while. See you tonight. Click here for the Concert Window page.

And on top of that, here’s the Song of the Week. It’s from Eric’s Land of the Living album, which you can pick up in the store and take $2 off with the coupon code: FLOATYIRON

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“The Iron Did Swim”
from Land of the Living
by Eric Peters

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Capturing Beauty: Miss Pork Cuisine

The small Midwestern town where I was raised is idyllic in many ways. It has a city pool where I spent my boyhood summers swimming with my friends, a dignified sandstone courthouse at the intersection of Jefferson and Main, a single screen movie theatre that was built in the late 1920s, and an annual county fair known as the Pork Festival.

The Pork Festival is a nod to our roots. We are a farming community—producers of all manner of crops and livestock. For those who hail from my town, the Pork Festival is part of the rhythm of life. Every September the carnival pulls into town, the streets around the courthouse are blocked off, the tents go up, the vendors with their standard county-fair wares (mirrors frosted with AC/DC and Van Halen logos, nunchuks, and cheap stuffed animals) set up shop, and the entire town adopts the attitude that we are all taking a long weekend together.

My earliest memories of independence came from those times when my parents would let my brother and I break free from their watchful eye so we could roam the confines of the festival at night, riding the Scrambler and the Octopus, and buying survival knives and throwing stars with our allowance money.

For three days we lived on breaded tenderloin sandwiches, elephant ears, and lemon shake-ups. We were kings in a kingdom flowing with sugar and fried food.

The festival’s main event was the parade on Saturday.



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