I found one of those blue hymnals at a flea market... its as precious as gold to me still! Oh the memories that flooded my mind when i flipped through the pages of that book that i sang from growing up in our baptist church. One thing that i loved so much about that church was that starting at toddler age you were going to sing in front of the church with everyone else your age and through the years it was just such a blessing to sing God's praises and to worship Him in song. My brother Michael and i stayed with it out of all the kids and in our youth choir we would have presentations all the time,and cantata's and musicals. We traveled around to big churches to the wonderful little churches way out in the country in little small towns,many times there were more of us then the entire audience but we would have still sang for even just one. We would go to nursing homes and sing for the elderly and the smiles on their faces and seeing them sing along especially at Christmas time was a joy beyond measure. My brother Michael was our lead soloist,he had the voice of an angel. Very pleasing to hear and oh how he loved to sing starting in the first grade. And we had a deal with our foster parents who raised us from toddlers to teenagers (you fostered out at age 18, fortunately and rarely my brother Michael and i and our brother Billy, were all one year apart but we stayed together, also very rare....and we stayed with the same foster parents the entire time,this was in the early 1960's,it was practically unheard of then) so anyway the few times we didn't go to church....there weren't many..... Michael and i had to cook the Sunday dinner for eleven people....six were kids. So while cooking the eighteen course meal .. (well it seemed like it was)... country dinner consisting of fried chicken,mac and cheese,rice and gravy,greenbeans from out massive garden, homemade biscuits,and either a pie or cake or a cobbler,and of course no southern dinner can be without the wine of the South,tea that was steeped to perfection and blended with just the right amount of Dixie Crystals sugar 😊 So Michael always had solo's coming up so we would practice them and then we would just sing our favorite hymns together...in between a flour fight here and there,chicken gizzards thrown at each other,lol ....but the kitchen was spotless before mama and daddy walked in the door followed by many other hungry people. But what delightful memories of singing hymns with Michael and other siblings and the occasional guest joining us for dinner. I miss those days and i greatly miss Michael. He passed away totally unexpected four days before his 36th birthday in 1995. I still hear his beautiful voice and Billy and i feel like such a huge void is missing in our lives. I had such immense respect and admiration for Michael,he was so brilliant minded,he won numerous awards throughout his school years especially his Senior year in high school,he was our school's foreign exchange student to Denmark,Harvard Book Award recipient,listed in the book of America's Top Senior High School Students of 1976,just countless awards and even in college he never ceased to amaze his professors. But they all told him with all his knowledge,he should have been on Broadway singing,doing something with his magnificent voice. I have no idea why he never persued a singing career but regardless i always loved to hear him sing. I so miss us singing together and when he moved to CA i called him and told him about the blue hymnal i bought,he was thrilled and we sang songs from it over the phone together 😊. I was blessed that God saw fit for Michael and Billy to be my brothers and that we had such a remarkable childhood with two wonderful people who opened up their heart and their home to us. They have gone to glory as well. They remained a part of our lives until they both passed away and our remaining foster family have always welcomed us into their lives still to this day. But i love the song that Vince has about his brother. "Go Rest High On That Mountain". I had the pleasure of seeing Vince sing that song at a Christmas Benefit for our local homeless shelters that you and him had in Charlotte,NC where my family is from. I cried of course while Vince sang it but one line especially always makes me smile "wish i could see the angels faces when they hear your sweet voice sing" 😊 Because of my never ending faith and my love for the Lord,He continues to walk with me daily when missing my loved ones gets too much,and i play a whole lot of your music from the oast four decades and i just walk and sing with the Lord. And i take much comfort in knowing that one sweet day i'll see them all again and i know Michael will be the first to meet me with a big smile and a big hug and a sweet song,and what a wonderful reunion it will be. ❤️ That old blue book holds "Precious Memories" in more ways then one doesn't Amy? 😊 🎶🙏✝️
Thank you Amy! Lost my Mom to Alzheimers this summer. Being the caregiver for both my parents for years this song resonates to the precious time I spent with them and how precious they were to honor me with the gift of having a servants heart. My Mom was a piano/organ playing pastors wife my whole life. Listening to this year’s Christmas Carols has been both healing and really hard. You have blessed me through this song and your heart of love for all ages. ❤
My mom was my hero she passed away from dementia 2017 music was part are the programs where ever her and dad resided in their later senior years.l believe music plays a huge role not only in entertainment ,but recalling memories of days that have gone by.My mom had music all the way up to her passing and then some.I love my mom and still miss her terribly at times 😊❤
#Music Moments Minha esposa estranha se num final de semana não estou ouvindo música ou se estou apenas assistindo algo. A música sempre esteve presente em minha vida, ouço pra fazer uma tarefa, pra estudar, trabalhar,relaxar, agitar, etc. Minha filha de certa forma faz parte do enredo musical e ainda não se equipara ao pai, mas está no caminho.
@AmyGrantOfficial Hi Amy. I 100% agree with you. There are very few things in this world which can lift a person's mood amd turn their day around like music. The extent to which music can do this depends solely on whether the musician has put their heart into the song. That's why I love your music. A few minutes with music can lift my mood regardless of how many times I listen to your songs. I remember you once said that a musician can't expect their music to reach the hearts of their listeners unless it firstly reaches the heart of the one creating it. It's clear to me that you apply this principle to all of your music. Through the years, your songs have deeply encouraged and comforted, shining a bright light into the darkest moments of my life. Thank you for following God's calling and for making a difference in this world, through your music and through helping others. If you're ever planning to tour Europe, please come play a concert in Ireland! God bless you, Vince, your family and all those around you always.
I love you Amy Grant you've been part of my Christian journey god bless you
Wonderful song and I love this voice.
I once sang Father's Eyes in a Christmas presentation. Love that song.
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Wonderful tribute to your parents, Amy!
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I found one of those blue hymnals at a flea market... its as precious as gold to me still! Oh the memories that flooded my mind when i flipped through the pages of that book that i sang from growing up in our baptist church. One thing that i loved so much about that church was that starting at toddler age you were going to sing in front of the church with everyone else your age and through the years it was just such a blessing to sing God's praises and to worship Him in song. My brother Michael and i stayed with it out of all the kids and in our youth choir we would have presentations all the time,and cantata's and musicals. We traveled around to big churches to the wonderful little churches way out in the country in little small towns,many times there were more of us then the entire audience but we would have still sang for even just one. We would go to nursing homes and sing for the elderly and the smiles on their faces and seeing them sing along especially at Christmas time was a joy beyond measure. My brother Michael was our lead soloist,he had the voice of an angel. Very pleasing to hear and oh how he loved to sing starting in the first grade. And we had a deal with our foster parents who raised us from toddlers to teenagers (you fostered out at age 18, fortunately and rarely my brother Michael and i and our brother Billy, were all one year apart but we stayed together, also very rare....and we stayed with the same foster parents the entire time,this was in the early 1960's,it was practically unheard of then)
so anyway the few times we didn't go to church....there weren't many..... Michael and i had to cook the Sunday dinner for eleven people....six were kids. So while cooking the eighteen course meal ..
(well it seemed like it was)...
country dinner consisting of fried chicken,mac and cheese,rice and gravy,greenbeans from out massive garden, homemade biscuits,and either a pie or cake or a cobbler,and of course no southern dinner can be without the wine of the South,tea that was steeped to perfection and blended with just the right amount of Dixie Crystals sugar 😊
So Michael always had solo's coming up so we would practice them and then we would just sing our favorite hymns together...in between a flour fight here and there,chicken gizzards thrown at each other,lol ....but the kitchen was spotless before mama and daddy walked in the door followed by many other hungry people. But what delightful memories of singing hymns with Michael and other siblings and the occasional guest joining us for dinner. I miss those days and i greatly miss Michael.
He passed away totally unexpected four days before his 36th birthday in 1995. I still hear his beautiful voice and Billy and i feel like such a huge void is missing in our lives. I had such immense respect and admiration for Michael,he was so brilliant minded,he won numerous awards throughout his school years especially his Senior year in high school,he was our school's foreign exchange student to Denmark,Harvard Book Award recipient,listed in the book of America's Top Senior High School Students of 1976,just countless awards and even in college he never ceased to amaze his professors. But they all told him with all his knowledge,he should have been on Broadway singing,doing something with his magnificent voice. I have no idea why he never persued a singing career but regardless i always loved to hear him sing. I so miss us singing together and when he moved to CA i called him and told him about the blue hymnal i bought,he was thrilled and we sang songs from it over the phone together 😊. I was blessed that God saw fit for Michael and Billy to be my brothers and that we had such a remarkable childhood with two wonderful people who opened up their heart and their home to us. They have gone to glory as well. They remained a part of our lives until they both passed away and our remaining foster family have always welcomed us into their lives still to this day. But i love the song that Vince has about his brother. "Go Rest High On That Mountain". I had the pleasure of seeing Vince sing that song at a Christmas Benefit for our local homeless shelters that you and him had in Charlotte,NC where my family is from. I cried of course while Vince sang it but one line especially always makes me smile "wish i could see the angels faces when they hear your sweet voice sing" 😊
Because of my never ending faith and my love for the Lord,He continues to walk with me daily when missing my loved ones gets too much,and i play a whole lot of your music from the oast four decades and i just walk and sing with the Lord. And i take much comfort in knowing that one sweet day i'll see them all again and i know Michael will be the first to meet me with a big smile and a big hug and a sweet song,and what a wonderful reunion it will be. ❤️
That old blue book holds "Precious Memories" in more ways then one doesn't Amy? 😊
🎶🙏✝️
Very good! We love yours songs amy!❤
What a wonderful song Ms. Amy! Love it! ❤❤❤❤❤
Thank you Amy! Lost my Mom to Alzheimers this summer. Being the caregiver for both my parents for years this song resonates to the precious time I spent with them and how precious they were to honor me with the gift of having a servants heart. My Mom was a piano/organ playing pastors wife my whole life. Listening to this year’s Christmas Carols has been both healing and really hard. You have blessed me through this song and your heart of love for all ages. ❤
Amo seus louvores, admirável.
You are a wonderful person, come back to buffalo, ny anytime to perform.
This is beautiful. Thank you Amy!
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I still love to go to music school
My mom was my hero she passed away from dementia 2017 music was part are the programs where ever her and dad resided in their later senior years.l believe music plays a huge role not only in entertainment ,but recalling memories of days that have gone by.My mom had music all the way up to her passing and then some.I love my mom and still miss her terribly at times 😊❤
Amy ❤❤❤❤❤❤
You sing good 👍
#Music Moments
Minha esposa estranha se num final de semana não estou ouvindo música ou se estou apenas assistindo algo.
A música sempre esteve presente em minha vida, ouço pra fazer uma tarefa, pra estudar, trabalhar,relaxar, agitar, etc.
Minha filha de certa forma faz parte do enredo musical e ainda não se equipara ao pai, mas está no caminho.
@AmyGrantOfficial Hi Amy. I 100% agree with you.
There are very few things in this world which can lift a person's mood amd turn their day around like music.
The extent to which music can do this depends solely on whether the musician has put their heart into the song.
That's why I love your music.
A few minutes with music can lift my mood regardless of how many times I listen to your songs.
I remember you once said that a musician can't expect their music to reach the hearts of their listeners unless it firstly reaches the heart of the one creating it.
It's clear to me that you apply this principle to all of your music.
Through the years, your songs have deeply encouraged and comforted, shining a bright light into the darkest moments of my life.
Thank you for following God's calling and for making a difference in this world, through your music and through helping others.
If you're ever planning to tour Europe, please come play a concert in Ireland!
God bless you, Vince, your family and all those around you always.
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Tree Lines......
Hello 👋😢❤
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