Man Cannot Live By Bread Alone

Man Cannot Live By Bread Alone 
  By Jim Kok 

Even though I am a certified non-musician, I reign as
the number one consumer of music in the family. My
daily diet begins with early morning P.B.S. radio,
continues with the same or "golden oldies" in the car,
and then classical music again in my office. Music
nourishes my soul, soothes my spirit. 

Honestly, I know nothing about music. But decades of
sitting in church, listening to records, tapes, and
radio has saturated me with good stuff. At night as I
plop my head on the pillow, I always sing my last
thoughts: "Oh Jesus, joy of loving hearts, I turn
unfilled to Thee again." I don't know why it floats
into my consciousness, but it does. Just that much. No
more. A prayer. A sigh. And I'm asleep.