This post was written by Jason for Westminster Presbyterian Church's blog.
Most people know that I am a drummer. When I first saw the Beatles' movie, Help, I was totally hooked. I wanted to be just like Ringo, a complete goofball who hit things with purpose. I think we’ll all agree I achieved these goals.
As a father, I’ve wondered if and when the boys would start showing an interest in music. What instruments would they play? What songs would fill their iPod or whatever goofy technological advancements we’re living with when they come of age? Will they have their own garage bands? Will they drive me as crazy as I drove my parents? Who knows. But I do know that they started taking an interest in music almost right away.
To this day if the boys are in the living room playing and a theme song comes on TV they will both stop what they are doing and watch the screen. As soon as the song is over they return to what they were doing beforehand as if it had never happened. I started to experiment with this to see how far it would go. I came across a song in one of the mountain biking videos I enjoy watching, and it has a children’s choir singing these words in the chorus: