I’m Thinking of a Number…

A few days ago my wife and I were at the Little League ball fields getting ready to watch a couple kids from church play “blast ball.” In case you don’t know what that is (I didn’t until a couple weeks ago), it is a form of t-ball. The batter hits the ball off the tee (as well as a four-year-old can), and must reach first base, which is also the only base (and it honks when stepped on!), before someone from the opposing team, in a flury of little arms and legs, retrieves the ball, raises it high in the air, and shouts, “BLAST!”

Anyway, as Sara and I were walking toward the bleachers we were greeted by a baseball that landed harmlessly but uncomfortably near us.

An Unanswered Question

Did you know that infants recognize music? Not only do they recognize it, but they can become attached to it, even specific songs or styles of music. They “dance” to it. Many are captivated by an opportunity to punch a few keys on a piano. Are they just enthralled by noise? Are they simply responding to auditory stimuli?

Even unborn babies hear music. Some expectant mothers say that they feel kicks when music plays, or even when particular songs play. Some researchers have claimed that playing Mozart or Beethoven for your unborn baby can increase brain development. Are unborn babies merely responding to harmonically correspondent sound waves?

Isn’t it simply amazing that music can match our emotions and create moods?

Missing the Point

Have you ever read John’s account of when Jesus walked on water? [John 6:16-21] It goes something like this:

The disciples were trying to get across the lake when daylight faded and a storm hit. They rowed hard for three or four miles trying to reach the shore before the boat sank. Suddenly, they saw Jesus walking on the water, and they were afraid. Jesus said, “It is I; do not be afraid.” Then they were glad, they let him in the boat, they immediately reached the shore, and they all lived happily ever after.