Tuesday, May 14, 2019

I Love To Tell The Story

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I'm on a long drive up some by gone highway that I haven't travelled in a long time. My husband Ryan, is playing some old time gospel music. The music takes my mind back to when I was a little girl.

I am a pastor kid, my life was spent at innumerable church meetings and tent crusades. Listening to these hymns, I can almost hear my mom singing along...almost. Mother's day has just past. I am missing her. It's been over a decade since I heard her voice, heard her sing.

My best crusade memory is being in a time and a place where everyone was happy and all singing their hearts out to God. Both men and women! I imagine, it is like hearing angels sing.

Time seems to stop when you are in the moments of praise and worship. Especially, when you are all in, when you close your eyes to everyone else around you.

When you finally let yourself be enveloped by the music and the atmosphere around you is beyond peaceful. Where you don't have a care in the world and your neighbour fades away with the melody. You feel as if you could just float right out of your mortalness into the arms of Jesus Himself.

🎶What a day that will be when my Jesus I shall see!
When I look upon His face the one who saved me by His grace 
When He takes me by the hand and leads me to the promised land. What a day, glorious day that will be!

You leave feeling more alive, more intune with God and have hope.

My mom, was born in 1939. She attended many revival services too, she grew up at the peak of the Pentecostal movement. She often reminisce about the tent services and how people left feeling so full of hope. Seems like hope is a long time gone.

HOPE! That is what this world is missing out on. The Hope of Jesus and the love and peace that can only come through Him.

People today are more worried about their popularity and fan base that they live lives that have so very little meaning and superficial. Lots end up in early graves, think of Marilyn Monroe.

The pursuit of power, fame, fortune is not new but it seems to be more important in our era of humanity. 

🎶Turn you eyes upon Jesus
Look full in His wonderful face
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace.

Folks, if you read this far, I hope you will take some time now, and just sing a hymn of praise and Thanksgiving to God.

You can't stay upset when you have a song in your heart for Jesus.