tag:yancyriley.com,2005:/blogs/true-intentTRUE INTENT2019-11-01T15:54:00-05:00Yancy Riley - Official Sitefalsetag:yancyriley.com,2005:Post/59468282019-11-01T15:54:00-05:002022-09-27T07:30:49-05:00Wrinkles<p>There was a time in my life when everything had to be a certain way. You know – everything in its place – clothes a certain way – a life not a mess. When I would head out of the door – I always made sure that I had a fresh ironed – and yes – starched shirt (sometimes pants too). You know – look your best, etc. I still practice this but it’s a little different now.</p>
<p>I’m not talking about not having enough time to take care of the necessities. I’m not trying to mention the fact that there is not enough time in the day – or night – to accomplish all that needs to be done. It took two little ones for me to realize that – yes – it was OK to go out in the world with some wrinkles.</p>
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<p>I would take the time to press and starch making sure that everything looked as crisp as possible. Then – the little ones would come in for a big hug to say goodbye. In my house – we learned to “hug like you mean it”. That “all in” kind of hug. Hold and squeeze with all that you have. Got to love that! Time – effort – creases – gone. As you can imagine the wrinkle-free became not so wrinkle-free.</p>
<p>Life is so short and your time with your kids goes by so fast – why not enjoy the wrinkles. I sure would rather have wrinkles from some love than to be straight-laced without the love of my little ones.</p>
<p>Now that my daughter and son are older – I appreciate the wrinkles even more. Nothing beats the love of your children.</p>
<p>Live life with some wrinkles.</p>
<p>Hug like you mean it.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a contents="" data-link-label="STORE" data-link-type="page" href="/store" target="_blank"><img src="//d10j3mvrs1suex.cloudfront.net/u/156167/8ddb7d6cf8ac9b00097190799ba0023dc0d46112/original/yr-album-logo-2020.png/!!/undefined/b:W1sic2l6ZSIsIm1lZGl1bSJdXQ==.png" class="size_m justify_center border_" /></a></p>Yancy Riley - Official Sitetag:yancyriley.com,2005:Post/59468252016-11-23T10:45:31-06:002019-11-10T21:36:04-06:00The Making of an Album<p>The making of an album is a journey. It’s a craft. It’s a devotion for something to be created. A carpenter starts to measure and cut. A luthier chisels for the right feel and tone on the bracing of a guitar. A writer of a novel begins to jot down the words to complete a book. It is the realization and hope that the end result will be something that the one who created can embrace.</p>
<p>You start with ideas, thoughts, emotions, experiences, love, distaste, excitement, disappointment, and hope. As a writer, singer, and performer, you try your best to put yourself and your life in the elements of the music, lyrics, and production of the songs. It’s a hard balance. To make music that is relevant and something that you would want to listen to if you were on the other end of the song.</p>
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<p>As an artist, you want your body of work to simply be enjoyed by others. That is one of the driving forces to making something. To know that the music you made meant something to others. It is a desire that the material will bring excitement, recall memories, or, add hope for tomorrow.</p>
<p>What will the reaction be when the long hours and critiquing of your work is finally complete? The outpouring of heartfelt emotion and the love of just making it happen is sometimes the only reward. Knowing that I did it can bring such contentment.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">With any body of work, come expectations. The creator has expectations. The one receiving the work has expectations. My prayer is that your expectations are met and hopefully exceeded. That’s why I do what I do.</p>
<p>May the album expectations be something that you enjoy.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><a contents="" data-link-label="STORE" data-link-type="page" href="/store" target="_blank"><img src="//d10j3mvrs1suex.cloudfront.net/u/156167/8ddb7d6cf8ac9b00097190799ba0023dc0d46112/original/yr-album-logo-2020.png/!!/undefined/b:W1sic2l6ZSIsIm1lZGl1bSJdXQ==.png" class="size_m justify_center border_" /></a></p>Yancy Riley - Official Sitetag:yancyriley.com,2005:Post/59468262010-01-11T19:56:09-06:002023-10-16T09:47:35-05:00I Still Remember<p>It’s a hard topic to speak of and even harder to watch play out in lives of two tremendous people……</p>
<p>My mom will be 64 years old on Jan 12th. It could be more of a celebration if she could remember it. This is the first time that I will not be able to call her and wish her a Happy Birthday.</p>
<p>Alzheimer disease has been in the history of this family for several generations, including the present to suffer – Mom. Of course, for several years no one knew what to call this unruly disease. I still remember my grandmother (Mom’s Mom), with the same characteristics that Mom is currently going through. It’s sad to know that she will not be involved in the lives of my children nor understand the last of her days with the man that she has loved for so many years.</p>
<p>At the end of his rope, I know Dad has done his best, as good, or better as anyone. I could not even image the road that he has had to walk over the past few years. I am sure the years ahead will not be any easier, just different. The only words of encouragement I can ever offer him are – I am proud of you and you are a hard man to follow.</p>
<p>So often, many ask the question of why a loving God would allow the hurt that is in this world. The hurt is not from God, but because of our separation from Him. Through the gift of salvation, because of Him, because He paid the ultimate sacrifice, I can say that Mom will be OK. He took the separation away. I praise Him for the peace that I have in the troubles that Mom faces. For even in her current sufferings, one day, when she meets Him face to face, she will remember her Creator and Savior. For even in her current state, she is healed and not even physical death can take that away. God saved her and she is healed – healed in salvation.</p>
<p>Mom – I still remember – along with so many others who have crossed your path in this life. I still remember all the time you took to teach me and all the talks about life. I still remember all the sporting events you would never miss, my concerts that you would drive for days to see, and always being an encouragement.</p>
<p>I still remember you showing me what a Godly marriage is to be, by loving my father the way you did. He never left without a kiss and he was always greeted by you with another, as he walked through the front door after a days work.</p>
<p>I still remember you teaching me the ways of being a parent, by always being there, not perfect, but always available. I remember you showing me the love of God through the way you lived your life. I praise God for putting me, my sisters, and all of our families in your care.</p>
<p>Even if you can’t…….I still remember…….</p>
<p><a href="https://yancyriley.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/mom-and-dad-001.jpg"><img src="https://yancyriley.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/mom-and-dad-001.jpg?w=300&h=209" class="size_orig justify_inline border_" alt="" /></a></p>Yancy Riley - Official Sitetag:yancyriley.com,2005:Post/59468272010-01-03T23:11:28-06:002022-10-17T09:23:09-05:00Do you have fruit?<p><a href="https://yancyriley.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/do-you-have-fruit1.jpg"><img src="https://yancyriley.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/do-you-have-fruit1.jpg?w=225&h=300" class="size_orig justify_inline border_" alt="" height="300" width="225" /></a></p>
<p>We live in a society where so often the word Christian is used so loosely. To be a Christian is through grace and grace alone, but in that grace something should be seen. Something should show in a Christian that is not seen in someone who does not know Christ.</p>
<p>How often have you been around someone who states that they are a Christian but have no fruit or action of that to show? Their limbs are bare. They speak like they shouldn’t, they act as they are not, and they walk as if they have never been.</p>
<p>What fruit do you show?</p>
<p>Matthew 3:10, 12:33/Luke 6:44/John 15:8/Colossians 1:10</p>
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