Memories
This Sunday is "Round-Up Sunday". This is an annual event at our church. (www.2ndbaptistchurch.com) We combine rounding up everyone we know and an "Old-Fashioned" theme with a fall festival for the children. It is a big day. In preparing for this day, I have been looking for old songs since I have to sing Sunday night. We have several old hymnals. While perusing an old "Favorite Songs and Hymns", copyrighted 1939, I came across a song that brought a flood of good memories. The name of it is "The Great Redeemer". I can still hear the choir at Castleberry Baptist Church in Fort Worth, Texas singing this song. Oh how I loved to hear that choir sing. I loved the looks on the faces of several people who looked like they completely enjoyed singing every word. I loved the deep bass voices as they sang this great old Stamps-Baxter favorite. I loved to hear "Little David" sing solos while that great choir backed him up.
Music has been such a great part of my life, having grown up in a family that liked to sing together. When my brother and I were very young, we started singing duets in church. We used to prop a songbook in the kitchen window and sing while we were doing dishes. Of course, that wasn't all we did at dishwashing time. There were the starch slingings and dishtowel poppings and just fun times. You must understand that these times were when Mom and Dad were gone.
And then there were the times when I tried to sing with my little sister, Sus! I tried one evening while giving her a bath, to get her to sing a song that started like this..."You can have a melody down in your heart, When it's aching, almost breaking, Even though the teardrops make the sorrows start, You can have a melody down in your heart!" I would start to sing the song and my hope was that she would continue the soprano line so that I could harmonize with her BUT immediately when I dropped down to alto she would follow me. She was only about 3-4 years old so I guess I was pushing it.
I remember practicing, which is a word with a negative feeling. When Bob and I would practice with Mom on the piano, we nearly always ended up crying. I don't know why but it was just hard to get things right.
I remember returning to Springfield, Missouri and High Street Baptist Church when I went to college and getting to be a part of that great choir. I was a part of an acapella trio that sang occasionally and we so enjoyed practicing as we walked down the street or at the end of our bed in our dorm room or just anywhere we were together.
When I married, music was on my mind and I married a very good piano player. He swept me off my feet with his chord progressions and ability to play in any key. I can truly say that it is a blessing to have such a talented partner. We have made beautiful music together for 39 years.
During these last few years I have been able to get together with my brothers and sisters who all sing, with the exception of the one that used to sing with me in the kitchen!!!! We have so much fun when we are together, just singing. We had our first reunion this summer and for two days basically just sang and ate. It was such a blessing. I love where God put me!!!!
Music has been a wonderful gift of God and I thank Him for creating it and making it a part of my life.
Psalm 95:1
"O come, let us sing unto the Lord: let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation."
Music has been such a great part of my life, having grown up in a family that liked to sing together. When my brother and I were very young, we started singing duets in church. We used to prop a songbook in the kitchen window and sing while we were doing dishes. Of course, that wasn't all we did at dishwashing time. There were the starch slingings and dishtowel poppings and just fun times. You must understand that these times were when Mom and Dad were gone.
And then there were the times when I tried to sing with my little sister, Sus! I tried one evening while giving her a bath, to get her to sing a song that started like this..."You can have a melody down in your heart, When it's aching, almost breaking, Even though the teardrops make the sorrows start, You can have a melody down in your heart!" I would start to sing the song and my hope was that she would continue the soprano line so that I could harmonize with her BUT immediately when I dropped down to alto she would follow me. She was only about 3-4 years old so I guess I was pushing it.
I remember practicing, which is a word with a negative feeling. When Bob and I would practice with Mom on the piano, we nearly always ended up crying. I don't know why but it was just hard to get things right.
I remember returning to Springfield, Missouri and High Street Baptist Church when I went to college and getting to be a part of that great choir. I was a part of an acapella trio that sang occasionally and we so enjoyed practicing as we walked down the street or at the end of our bed in our dorm room or just anywhere we were together.
When I married, music was on my mind and I married a very good piano player. He swept me off my feet with his chord progressions and ability to play in any key. I can truly say that it is a blessing to have such a talented partner. We have made beautiful music together for 39 years.
During these last few years I have been able to get together with my brothers and sisters who all sing, with the exception of the one that used to sing with me in the kitchen!!!! We have so much fun when we are together, just singing. We had our first reunion this summer and for two days basically just sang and ate. It was such a blessing. I love where God put me!!!!
Music has been a wonderful gift of God and I thank Him for creating it and making it a part of my life.
Psalm 95:1
"O come, let us sing unto the Lord: let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation."
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