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TSMSS: Michael W. Smith

Although international, the dominant atmosphere of the gradschool I attended heavily reflects the religious culture of the host country: Thailand-Buddhism. Blending in well didn't mean forgetting my spiritual roots. Music always takes me back to the upbringing that was drummed into my head - christianity is beautiful.

Interaction with (mostly) buddhist professors and classmates at Bangkok University is amazing; socializing, fun. But when I am alone, I switch back to familiar surroundings and that includes listening to songs that greatly appeal to my spiritual senses. I drive to the university with some of my faves blasting off the car. Lower floor parking is reserved for graduate students. But often the undergrads love to use our privilege and we end up driving to the 7th, or even up to the 9th floor. I temper the annoyance with Michael W. Smith. Climbing upper floors on wheels becomes less dizzying. When neighboring skyscrapers begin appearing as I make my way to the top, I enjoy thinking God is in the aura of might in highrise architecture.


Hootin' Anni said…
What an amazing, enlightening and inspirational post Hazel!!!

[just popping by to tell you that I posted your kindness on my blog today...thanks again for the award!]
This is such a great song.
Chris said…
great He is indeed! i love the song too!
Cathy said…
Beautiful, and I love Michael W. Smith.
Anya said…
I swing with you ........ LOL
Have a great weekend :)
Oh wow, this is such a wonderful classic! Takes me back a few (okay, a lot!) of years to my own college days!

BTW, thanks for the award earlier this week! It's just been a wild week with the ending of school.
Hazel, I LOVE to think of you moving upward with this song blasting out "Great is the Lord".. what an AWESOME picture, what an AWESOME God we have! thaks for sharing.
cheery nette said…
fond memories of my advent philomel days... buzzed up at 5 am, quick chilly shower, and off to vocal exercises every single day! those were our roomie days too, remember? you were pianist for another group but im sure you had this majestic piece in your repertoir too. for AP, this was a 90's favorite. Thanks for posting. you just made my boring sunday much more upbeat.
Hazel said…
To Genejosh, I too!

To Anni, thank you; so are your posts.

To Jenny, it is indeed.

To Chris, I guess many of us do.

To Cathy, Michael is one of my crushes in christian pop :-)

To Anya, I'll go a'neighboring to your blog by and by :-)

To Linda, I guess we could say one of the reasons college days were great is music like this. And take your time with the award.

To Kathryn, I love your imagination. That's exactly what I was doing - driving upward with this song blasting off.

and Kumareng Cheery, *sigh* the good old roomie days. i need to find a new sheet for this piece. and I DO MISS PLAYING THE PIANO *sigh again* =)
Genefaith said…
sis did you know that your blog is PR 2? Congratulations! Mine is PR 1 lang..he..he..Have you got any plans to monetize your blog? I'm sure daming advertiser ang kukuha sau to blog their products...he..he..Klase na natin bukas..Let's enjoy our week?
Arlene said…
i love this song, zel! reminds me of AP - -they are the first group in mvc that sang this..hasta jud nilang sikata. hehehe member na si kuya Jojo that time and they visited our MMA campus for a concert. L)
Hazel said…
To Genejosh, thanks for the news

To Arlene, aray!...don't remind

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