Tuesday, May 21, 2019

James A. Miller at 7th Annual Cigar Box Guitar Festival (2019 5/31 - 6/1)

Heya friends and fans, I'm pleased to announce I'm a late addition to the lineup at this event. It's great every year! The super talented Justin Johnson is headlining. Come check out some great music, unique musical instruments, and grub some delicious stuff at the Hwy 61 Roadhouse & Kitchen (one of my favorite spots!).

FYI, there's festivities from 11:00am - 5:00pm. I'm playing a short set at 3:30pm. Hang around for Justin!

Here's the lineup. I'm a late addition, so imagine my name right after Big River Bottom Boys. ;-)

Friday, April 26, 2019

TLB Release: My Hero

Today I'm happy to see this music video released from my friends, the Travis Lee Band. May our great Hero and Savior, Jesus, use it mightily.

Thursday, March 14, 2019

Pony Bird's Great Taste

This year I'm happy to be partnering with Pony Bird, and getting to be a part of this event.

Pony Bird, Inc. invites you to participate in our 12th Annual Pony Bird’s Great Taste. This fun-filled evening will feature a wide variety of food and beverages from local restaurants and wineries. Our theme for this year is “Outdoor Adventure.” Dress to impress in your favorite “Outdoors” attire and win best costume!

Register Online.

Friday, February 22, 2019

TLB: Log Cabin Kickoff CD Release Party

I'm excited to be running sound & lights for this event this weekend. Proud of my friends, the Travis Lee Band.

Tuesday, December 04, 2018


Hey friends and music lovers, I'm booking for 2019, but I'm on a break right now to spend time focusing on my family. The band and I will be hitting the studio in Spring 2019. In the meantime, I'm happy to be focusing on daddy duties with our newborn 2nd son, Ezra.

Keep the music going!

Psalm 19 New Living Translation (NLT)
Psalm 19
For the choir director: A psalm of David.
1 The heavens proclaim the glory of God.
    The skies display his craftsmanship.
2 Day after day they continue to speak;
    night after night they make him known.
3 They speak without a sound or word;
    their voice is never heard.[a]
4 Yet their message has gone throughout the earth,
    and their words to all the world.

God has made a home in the heavens for the sun.
5 It bursts forth like a radiant bridegroom after his wedding.
    It rejoices like a great athlete eager to run the race.
6 The sun rises at one end of the heavens
    and follows its course to the other end.
    Nothing can hide from its heat.

7 The instructions of the Lord are perfect,
    reviving the soul.
The decrees of the Lord are trustworthy,
    making wise the simple.
8 The commandments of the Lord are right,
    bringing joy to the heart.
The commands of the Lord are clear,
    giving insight for living.
9 Reverence for the Lord is pure,
    lasting forever.
The laws of the Lord are true;
    each one is fair.
10 They are more desirable than gold,
    even the finest gold.
They are sweeter than honey,
    even honey dripping from the comb.
11 They are a warning to your servant,
    a great reward for those who obey them.

12 How can I know all the sins lurking in my heart?
    Cleanse me from these hidden faults.
13 Keep your servant from deliberate sins!
    Don’t let them control me.
Then I will be free of guilt
    and innocent of great sin.

14 May the words of my mouth
    and the meditation of my heart
be pleasing to you,
    O Lord, my rock and my redeemer.

19:3 Or There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard.
New Living Translation (NLT)
Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers, Inc., Carol Stream, Illinois 60188. All rights reserved.

Friday, August 03, 2018

Anniversary: 16 Years

So, I'm not great at writing sappy, loving-sounding things. Apparently the way I'm hooked up, all my life, I've searched for what is true, above all else. I spent many of my formative years lamenting that I felt like an oddball, and with adulthood rapidly approaching, figured I'd spend much of the next season of life alone. I'd already committed my life's purpose to the Lord, and eventually trusted that surely the Lord of all creation could figure out how to bring me a wife that would align herself with His Word, beside me. It took me a long time to realize that I'm also, apparently to others, quite independent. How much greater of a miracle it is then that I've been a happily married man for 16 years. This truth is not lost upon me. In fact, second only to the surety of my Savior Jesus Christ, I count my wife to be the biggest blessing I have received. Here's how that plays out.

Recently Denise and I traveled to Memphis, TN, and visited the Gibson guitar factor there. In the finishing area, the store, and various displays were many beautiful guitars. There were a handful I found exceedingly visually appealing. I imagined for a minute, purchasing such an instrument. It was then a realization hit me. Some people buy and treat fancy guitars like their spouse. They get a pretty one and show it off...sometimes as nothing more than a trophy. I on the other hand purchase an instrument to be a workhorse. All of my instruments are players, and make regular appearances as performances.

Similarly, I prayed for a wife that would truly be a help-mate in what the Lord has called us to. The Lord delivered in excess, and she has such a beautiful finish. Uh...I mean she's pretty too! You see, I can't take these truths and set them on a shelf to be admired, gathering dust. My wife, like my instruments, I depend upon, for us to work hand in hand daily, standing upon the truths of our Lord through this life's challenges and sharing triumphs and failures. I say all as a proclamation to this end. Lord, thank you for your continued blessing of my wife, Denise Ainley Miller. The Lord sustain us until death part us.

Denise, thank you for 16 years this far.

Monday, July 23, 2018

A Baby and a Band - Round 2

I'm pretty sure these topics coincided once before... Yeah, so if you haven't picked up on it by now through my social media posts, or haven't had a conversation with me, my wife and I are expecting baby # this year.

Also, I'm happy to say I will soon be joined on stage by the talented musicians:

  • Dan Peterson: Bass, Keys, Guitar
  • Ricky Breneman: Drums/Percussion

Wednesday, July 04, 2018

Independence Day

Today I am thankful for our independence as a nation. In recent years there have been many attempts to encroach upon the freedom of God-fearing people. It is my hope that we will as a nation stop taking for granted the blessings we enjoy. If not for the stability brought by the Gospel of Jesus Christ, even many of the opponents of our society would not have the freedom to stir up their messes. Ultimately I know there is no lasting peace and prosperity due to any government of man. God has granted us this season. Let us be grateful.

Individually, I'm frequently reminded of my failings and shortcomings. I am thankful for the true and lasting freedom that comes with being a child of God, coheir with the King of kings, and citizen of the Kingdom of God. May we each remember that none of this freedom came without a great cost.

As a musician among the warriors,

-James A. Miller

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

This Small Journey

"I have singled him out so that he will direct his sons and their families to keep the way of the Lord by doing what is right and just. Then I will do for Abraham all that I have promised." (Genesis 18:19, NLT)

Men, our heavenly Father has separated us out, first as a man, but secondly, individually, because no one else can take your spot. The world needs you as a man. It's how God has designed reality. The enemy tries to make you believe that your choices and actions don't count; that they are insignifican't. The truth is they have eternal consequences for you and those who come after you; even those alongside you.

Individually, the Lord has called you and you alone to be the spiritual leader of your family. It is your role to set the standard of what is right and true, rightly applying the word of God. As a son of faith and co-heir with Jesus Christ, you also inherit your position from Abraham's lineage. The promise God made to him so long ago is still being kept today, partially through you. Read of the blessings and the curses that are associated with this covenant.

At times it is fitting we should be reminded of our failings as a man. This past week my son spent a good portion of an hour, driving a boat on a lake, at 7 years old, with seven other lives depending upon him. He had some instruction, enough to make him safe in the water, though he did not know all of the hazards that were present on the lake. He had some idea of how to operate the boat, though not all. He was able to handle the task at hand, because he followed the instruction necessary to complete his portion of the journey.

Last night, my son was being careless, and ignoring caution, while driving an empty shopping cart in Lowe's home improvement store. Feeling completely in control and not bothering to recall instruction, he crashed head-on into a stack of 5 gallon buckets, knocking them over and making a loud, noise in the store. How much better it is to make such mistakes when they do not cost the lives of others, but only cause minor embrassment. He's a boy in a hurry to grow up. He recently has made it known that he has trusted in the Lord and wants to follow in baptism. His journey has launched, not arrived.

Brothers, a man is a dangerous thing without the instruction of the Lord in his life. Today I want to remind us of the challenge we face as men. We are responsible for leading our families; wife, sons and daughters, through a world that continually is bent on convincing us either our choices don't matter, or we have no obligation to be obedient to the Lord's instruction. I challenge you today to remember the eternal consequences in our lives and those entrusted to us. We can't know all of the dangers or the blessings that await. What we can do is seek the Father's instruction today for those we will encounter today, and successfully navigate through this much smaller portion of the journey, safely transporting those in our care.

May we be humbled by our frailty as men to receive all our Father has for us.

Your brother in Christ,

James A. Miller

Monday, April 02, 2018

Where the Rubber Meets the Road

Happy Monday after Resurrection Sunday y'all. This is where the rubber meets the road. Yesterday, I was enjoying celebrating the resurrection of my Lord, Jesus, with my family, and didn't bother posting on any social media.

Back about 2000 years ago, stuff got real when an innocent Jewish man, who acted as a servant to all, took ownership of the claim that He was God in the flesh. A bunch of religious shysters had an oppressive government's corrupt politicians execute this man. Politics as usual...except when the man died, on the third day, He came back to life, proving He is who He says He is.

By early Spring of 1993, I'd come to understand I was a pawn in a cosmic war going on, and I was on the losing side. The thing is, I'd been fighting for all I was worth to prove to myself, and to any God that might be listening or not, that I was in the right. I tried to convince myself that I was a good person. With a whole lot of anger I argued at the sky, alternately trying to be good natured and peaceful, or perhaps somehow better than my peers. Yet somehow those emotionally charged proto-prayers seemed to bounce off the sky as if it were a ceiling and they were projectiles ricocheting back at me. That someone was hearing those prayers, and refusing to accept them. It was as if someone were speaking to me, yet I did not hear a voice. It tormented me so I prayed that God would bring peace within my heart and the relationships I continuously disturbed.

Monday evening, April 19th, 1993, at the age of 13, I attended my parents' church, against my own will, where another Jewish man proved to me the ridiculousness that false religion had brought upon his life, but still maintaining the life he had tried to live left him without hope. All the while, this voice that seemed to speak from outside of me in a whisper screamed within my being that every word he spoke was true. This man had lived life on his terms, just as unsatisfied and in conflict as I found myself. Inside I had to admit there was something real, yet intangible that was speaking to me also. That whisper kept screaming inside of me that I'd been viewing all of life wrong...that I somehow had been deceived.

At 7:39pm, I'd had enough. I knew there was a person I was resisting, and it wasn't the Jewish man standing 15 feet from me. It was the Jewish man who claimed to be God, who had been brought back to life by the power of the Holy Spirit. It was the work of this three-in-one God I was resisting, and He was calling out for me to surrender my will to His. I desperately wanted peace. In a dramatic surrender of my will, marked only by the word "OK", and an uplifted right hand making the peace sign, I stepped forward in that old country church as I was expected to do. By then, I knew all that was merely symbolic of the change that had already taken place in my heart.

When I stepped foot in the aisle, raising my hand and surrendering my heart, instantly the world changed to me... The Holy Spirit had come into my very being. I was reborn, and it was as if I were seeing the world for the first time. I could see things for what they truly were. I'd been incapable of comprehending the oppression and deceit of satanic forces that had twisted every aspect of life. In an instant I miraculously received a new worldview, much of it in great contrast to the views I had clung to so hard just an hour before.

Tuesday, April 20th, was a new day. It was my first day waking up as a saved man. It was the first day of a daily renewed hope. It was where the rubber met the road.

Saturday, February 03, 2018

3rd Vendor Quarter Auction

Come on out and support a great cause where yours truly will be spinning some tracks and providing sound.