A blog about God, music, disc golf…and other important stuff. Obviously the description has a touch of the tongue-in-cheek, but deserves some explanation.
Father’s Day, 1995 marks the beginning of my experience as a born-again Christian. From that time forth, I have endeavored to place God, and a relationship with the living Christ, at the center of all my activities. But having said that, my personal dynamic for living out my faith relies on the great quote of St. Augustine: “Preach the gospel at all times…and if necessary, use words.”
The vast majority of my posts will have something to do with classical music or opera, as I have been a published critic since 1988. My current ongoing affiliations are with the Santa Fe Chamber Music Festival (co-annotator since 1996), the New Mexico Symphonic Chorus (annotator since 2013), and Madison Magazine, since 2011.
I also look forward to having an outlet a little more frivolous, including reflections on my favorite outdoor pastime, disc golf, and the ups and (mostly) downs of being a lifetime fan of the NY Mets, Jets, Knicks and Rangers.
But through it all, I return to Paul’s words in 1 Corinthians, 13:4-13:
” Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.”
Thank you for visiting What Greg Says…I hope you will return often!
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Your “About Me” page is so interesting and is a great testimony.
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Hey, Greg, I read your notes for the Feldman, after sitting through both the Quartet and the Golden Cockerel in one night! Wow.
Anyway, I’ve got some things to share about choral music. I’m an old, mostly retired singer, with many, many interests that flare up as needed. If I may presume, would you allow me to write to you? Your choice: argasser@gmail.com
AlanG
PS When the Creation story came up in our little, fading church’s service recently, the priest said he was gonna talk about Physics, among other things, and … long story short, my high-school grad daughter spoke up when he asked for expert advice about mirrors. They make things look twice as big as they are, since our eyes travel to the mirror, and then back. (Happy to see the good old mirror metaphor changed around a bit.)
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Hi Greg! A friend recommended your blog to me as I also love God, music, and disc golf! Nice to meet you. Just one thing… “Preach the Gospel at all times, if necessary use words” isn’t an Augustine quote, we actually don’t know where it came from (it’s often wrongly attributed to Francis of Assisi). Looking forward to reading!
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Welcome aboard, Sarah! Thanks for your enthusiastic response–and for correcting me! Whoever said it first, the quote is divinely inspired for sure. I must say I’m curious as to who led you to WGS, and whether you’re local. I play most of my disc golf rounds alone (of course it has to stop snowing first!). I did get in a round at Beaver Dam’s Crystal Lake course the last Friday of January…it was about 42 degrees and no snow on the ground to speak of….seems like a long time ago! Anyway, there are lots of exciting things coming to the site this year…in fact, I’m finally going to launch one right now….happy reading, and thanks again for signing on.
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