“Every song has a story and, every story…a song.”
Welcome Little Sister
“Welcome little sister into God’s life. Receive the light of Christ and be free.”
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Welcome Little Sister
Firthian Music is not Liturgical Music, at least according to the Church. I know this from the dozens of rejection notices I have received from various Catholic publishers. It’s too…personal or not Scriptural enough or strays from Doctrine or doesn’t use Liturgical language that reflects the community’s experience a Mass. It was disheartening but I’ve gotten over it. However, Welcome Little Sister was a song I hoped would satisfy the critics because it was about the moment of Baptism.
My niece, Amy was scheduled to be Baptised and I wanted to stretch beyond my Firthianism to a more Liturgical format. It was a wonderful experience to reflect on what the Sacrament of Baptism meant to me; to be free to love, be creative, to scatter and gather God’s Love; be free to hope, be free search, be free to share…to be free.
Once I was finished with the song I knew it wasn’t going to be a Liturgical favorite because it spoke of freedom. But I wanted to share it with MyBeloved Sister Lauree and her daughter, Amy at her Baptism. It was one of the proudest days in my early music ministry; to sing of free and to welcome my little sister into God’s Life.
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David,
Rick and I have used this song for 4 of our 6 children’s baptism songs. We have tried to pick something special and unique to each of them in song and scripture. Our 22 year old son asked me just last month why we picked what we picked for him. I told him that is was hard to explain but after much prayer and thought we felt that God was leading us to use Mark 4 for his scripture and the second verse to this lovely song as “his”. Over the years we have watched this young man be the all of the different kinds of soil to slowly become one of the sowers. God always knows, even we don’t.
Blessings,
Rick and Sharon Urlacher