These vocal scratches are from a work in progress, something that just came to me as I was reading Luke 12:32 and the next few Verses. Embarrassing technical quality, yes, but this is the dough for five loaves I want to give to Jesus so He can multiply them. Thanks for joining me in the kitchen for the baking process. Takeaway: The sooner you start sharing steps toward the finished song: - The sooner God can get the glory. - The sooner people can be blessed. - The sooner you can get feedback. Share every step with at least a select group, including paid subscribers and whomever God leads you to let in for free. Share some steps with the public for free, such as, for example, the first actual vocal and instrumental track layered together before you add other layers. https://drive.google.com/file/d/1mvUTqXzDqOUe29PA_K_Z9cnGuGKXLdPU/view?usp=drivesdk https://drive.google.com/file/d/191zAx3LEDCXZVu2oXYmIE36PmmKQSea5/view?usp=drivesdk https://drive.google.com/file/d/1mheZPJExo-FngyJfQGJ6HfBcGeQrESeO/view?usp=drivesdk https://drive.google.com/file/d/14u4nofWy_hjl0jddyp9KdyqKSH5lFOFg/view?usp=drivesdk

Takeaway: Don't worry if an idea seems odd. God may still have a plan for it. (After all, He has a plan for us, as odd as we are!) Lyrics below, sheet music melody in comments (no chords yet): Verse 1 Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn. The sheep’s in the meadow. The cow’s in the corn. Now where is the boy who looks after the sheep? He’s under the haystack, alone, fast asleep. Chorus How shall we sing the Lord’s song in a strange land? How can I play? It feels strange to my hand. The Lord is waiting for praises, I know. It’s time to wake up and let our praises flow. Wake up and praise! Wake up and praise! Verse 2 Little Boy Green, come play your keys. The cat’s in the cream, and the mice in the cheese. All gone are his tunes meant to guide them away. He sleeps in the farmhouse, a-snoring all day. Verse 3 Little Boy Gray, come beat your drums. The fly’s in the ointment, the ants in the plums. Now where is the boy meant to keep things in rhythm? He’s sleeping all day, doing not a thing with ‘em. Verse 4 Little Boy Or’nge, come sing your song. Let Jesus make right what the world has made wrong. Now where is the worship song you used to sing? It’s still in your mouth. Open up for the King. Final chorus (double length) How shall we sing the Lord’s song in a strange land? How can I play? It feels strange to my hand. Don’t worry ‘bout how it feels. Think of Him, And then the light of your praises won’t be dim. Wake up and praise! Wake up and praise! That’s how to sing the Lord’s song in a strange land, To sing His praise for the works of His Hand. The world is dying, the Gospel to hear. Think of God’s Sweet, Perfect Love that casts fear. Make Gospel music the whole world can hear. Just let God’s Sweet, Perfect Love cast out all fear. Wake up and praise! Wake up and praise! Wake up and praise!

Tune based on this song, but with Christian words: https://share.google/s5Qm8cQJs6ZCFM5xA (Work in progress, not recorded yet): The idea isn't to make light of God's judgment, but instead to breach a vital yet disagreeable subject by starting out humorously before letting the sugar coat wear off into seriousness by the end of the song. New words: That’s Gomorrah (parody of “That’s Amore”). Where the blue waters flow, and the crops always grow, That’s Gomorrah. Where you do what you like, whether wrong, whether right, That’s Gomorrah. Where you walk like you’re in a dream, but you find it’s not what it seems, Oh Signora, Where you wake up a little late, although you’d been warned of your fate, That’s Gomorrah. Where the one crazy guy warns of judgment on high, That’s in Sodom. Where they marry his daughters and deal with their father In Sodom. Where the men lose their sense of sight, fumbling in the dark sinful night, They’ve forgotten That to God they all should have turned; now their life of sin makes them burn. That’s in Sodom. Oh, the cities that burned, where the folks should have learned! Poor Gomorrah! God has mercy for all, but on Him they wouldn’t call, In Sodom and Gomorrah! Friend, wake up! Wake up; look around! Please don’t be like those sinful towns, Oh Signora! Jesus’ Blood surely will redeem if you turn your whole life to Him From Gomorrah!

What have you been working on, even if it's not done? Comment here to share with us! (Or even make your own post.) As I've recently said in another post, "Not finished? No problem!" I'll start by commenting with some rough work of mine.

To celebrate God's work through us in the upcoming year, post a work in progress and possibly your testimony about it. I'll start in the comments in case anyone feels uncomfortable going first.