Thankful Thursday #11

I am thankful for so many things everyday.

Happy Thursday!  Could we start calling Thursday Friday Eve???

I have said many times how much I love music.  All kinds.  My favorite is classic rock just because I grew up listening to it, but I love country and would never turn the dial off, but rather up to "Apple Bottom Jeans."

I am working on some really great things with my jewelry.  So much of my childhood memories are of being in church.  I can still remember, it was a much smaller town then, in my mind where everyone would sit.  We didn't have assigned seats, but you just always sat in the same pew and so did everyone else.  It was always fun to sit with a friend, but that usually got me in trouble.  It was a small congregation so my mom saw everything along with my aunt, grandmother, great aunt, great grandmother and the rest of the women were friends of theirs.  I didn't get away with anything!

I am working on some charms with my own designs and artwork and it brought back memories of Sunday nights.  After a fun afternoon at my great grandmothers with a big family, we went back to church on Sunday nights for children's choir, another Sunday School kind of lesson, and supper.  There would be another worship service, but it was casual and shorter and sometimes had more music than sermon.

When I was really young, we had the sweetest man that would lead the hymns.  He really got into and it made it fun for everyone!  Sometimes he would ask for requests.  We had the big red hymnal for Sunday mornings and a small brown one for Sunday nights.  My favorite song out of that little brown book was  "Love, Mercy, and Grace."  It was such an uplifting song and a great way to end some of the best days of my childhood.

Today I am thankful for that little brown book and Sunday night hymns.

I found this page with the words and you can play the music. (click here)

Lyrics and Music: C. Austin Miles
Twas Love that gave at greatest cost
A Life, that mine should not be lost
The Love that died in deep despair
My debt fully satisfied there
It was love that took my place
On the cross of Calvary
It was grace, redeeming grace
That paid my ransom full and free
Over sin, without, within,
I have the victory
Thro’ grace, marvellous grace
That lives in me
The Love that freely all forgives
In fullness now within me lives
Thro’ every trial this I see
His grace is sufficient for me
God’s love His mercy and His grace
Combine to raise a fallen race
His hand is ready, ere we call
Held out with forgiveness for all

Three Hymns

One Sunday, a pastor asked his congregation to consider giving a little extra in the offering plate.  He said that whoever gave the most would be able to pick out three hymns.

After the offering plates were passed, the pastor noticed that someone had contributed a $100 bill.  Extremely grateful, he wanted to personally thank the generous person before the whole congregation.

A quiet, elderly widow shyly raised her hand.  The pastor asked her to come to the front.  Slowly, she made her way to the pastor.  He told her how wonderful it was that she gave so much and asked her to pick out three hymns.

Her eyes brightened as she pointed to the three handsomest men in the congregation:
"I'll take him, him, and him."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               


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