• Jeffrey Wilsor

Chanson

As we stride ever onward, now into a summer that promises to be one like we have never experienced before, we continue to take a moment each day with music. Throughout these next few months, look for some more offbeat choices, many more of your own community selections and comments, and as ever, a little injection of faith, hope, and love into your day.


Got a song you just love? Email musicwppc@gmail.com to tell Jeff about it!



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Let's kick off this week with an intention to seek out something new and refreshing inside our ordinary, everyday routines. This song is a delightful call to such an adventure. It is the opening number of a largely unsuccessful musical called The Baker's Wife written by Stephen Schwartz (Godspell, Wicked, Children of Eden). This ditty sets the stage for what will eventually be a dramatic and heart-wrenching story of true love that sprouts out of antipathy and what it means to forgive. However, at the curtain, when we don't yet know what we're in for, the momentary hostess almost slyly invites us to second-guess the assumptions we've made about the mundane. The song's luscious French-folk flavor and lilting waltz make my mind and body sway, just like the olive tree she mentions, into the possibility that something might change the taste of my stew today...


May we be open to the myriad possibilities.


Chaque jour est un jour, comme les autres doux jours

Le potage, l’ouvrage peut-etre l’amour

Le soleil. Il voyage, le monde fait un tour

Ainsi cest toujours le meme…


Every day as you do what you do every day

You see the same faces who fill the café

And if some of those faces have new things to say

Nothing is really different…


And the sheep dot the hill where the olive tree sways

And the world spins around with the greens and the grays

And you never take time out to think of the ways

Everything might be different…


And then one day, suddenly, something can happen

It may be quite simple, it may be quite small

But all of a sudden your stew tastes different

And you hear the gull cry in a different key,

And you see with new eyes,

And the faces you see

Are people you don’t know at all…


And the someone who touches your hair every day

Touches you now in a different way,

And you may want to run or you may want to stay forever

And since life is the cry of the gull

And the taste of your stew

And the way that you feel when he touches you

Now your whole life is different

Now your whole life is new…


Every day as you do what you do every day

You see the same faces who fill the café

And if some of those faces have new things to say

Nothing is really different...



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Pray...

God of Surprises and Possibilities, Help me to embrace your unpredictable joy in the midst of the humdrum.

We also lift up the following prayers shared during last Sunday's worship service:

  • For Dean and Mary's granddaughter Maggie Jane, going through a difficult time

  • Steve & Mimi - thanks for the use of WPPC for a concert recording, and the excitement of sharing a concert with the community!

Even in our separation, God, help us to feel the deep delight of your love for all. Amen.

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