Soul Roots

Descants of the Soul

by Andy Wood on June 15, 2011

in Life Currency, Love, Words

There’s this song I want to tell you about.  I’ll get to that in a minute.  First I want to tell you why I want to tell you.  Or why you pass the word, purchase that ticket, read another book with that theme, or are drawn to a certain genre of storyline or TV show.

It’s all about the descants of the soul.

I don’t remember when I first noticed it or when I first mentioned it to somebody else, but it’s been a while.  I began to notice that there were certain movies I found myself drawn to.  No matter whether it was comedy, science fiction, intense drama or cheesy love stories, I found I was a sucker for stories where one person could make a profound difference.

It was my first discovery of the descants of the soul.

“Descant” is a musical term that in its most literal form means “a different song.”  More precisely, a descant is an independent, ornamental melody sung or played above the main theme in a piece of music.

In life, it’s the story behind the story.  The “song” that leaps from movies to music to conversations to dreams and has a way of knitting them all together.

A descant of the soul is an inner “melody” that sings to you – and through you to others.  I have found that it’s also one of the ways that the Lord can uniquely speak to you or get your attention more quickly.

Descants of the soul are recurring themes that move us, fascinate us, and sometimes call us to action or faith or risk or change.  [click to continue…]

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Bamalot

by Andy Wood on November 23, 2009

in Five LV Laws, Photos, Principle of Legacy

It isn’t Camelot.  It’s a farm in Alabama.

There is no Round Table.  But a couple of rectangular ones have been the scene for many card and domino games and never-ending meals served up.

There are no knights on trusty steeds.  But an old blue Ford tractor gave way a few years ago to a new John Deere, and I can do some pretty mean jousting of sorts with that.

The house has been modeled and remodeled over time.  The barn – the second of my lifetime – is showing its age.  But cows still graze in the pasture and give birth to new generations, including a really cute calf born recently that the family named “Peanut.”  I will not tell you why.

Adventure waits in all four directions at this place – the home of my great grandparents, my grandparents, and now my parents. [click to continue…]

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