Monday, June 28, 2010

Just So You Know

My parents were not church goers. I'm so thankful for the people in the neighborhood who cared about me enough to invite me to Sunday School. In Sunday School, we were taught little choruses and Bible verses. I especially liked Vacation Bible School. My cousin, sister, and I liked it so much we would walk down our long dusty road in the summer to go every afternoon for a week.

After I was married people invited us to church. It took a long while before we started going. I realized I needed to be saved and one Sunday morning I went forward at the Pastor's invitation. A lady named Mrs. Fronie Hardee (a Sunday School teacher) took me back and explained the plan of salvation to me and showed me in her Bible the verses that proved to me that a sinner like me could and would be accepted by Jesus Christ. That was the best day of my life.

Please take your children to Sunday School. If you can't or won't, please let them go with people you know or on a church bus that comes into your neighborhood. This is very important. You may not think that children learning little songs and Bible verses is important, but it is.

Years ago I was diagnosed with cancer. Do you know the most precious thing to me at that time. The Bible verses and the little songs. "The LORD knows the way through the wilderness." "He's Able" and "Jesus Loves Me" were constantly playing in my head. Yes, those little choruses I learned so long ago. They gave me such sweet peace during difficult days.

GOD is so good!


imac said...

Very nice post my friend.

Lib said...

Amen!Great Post!
Have agreat wk.

Pat said...

Important post...I hope lots of people read it.
I know what you mean by recalling old songs or chorus's in time of need. When ever I've had surgery, it's those old songs that have gone with me into the operating room and filled me with peace!

Debbie J said...

Well said Ms. Ann!

Pen Pen said...

so true; what a sweet post. I sometimes wonder if our little girls in Sunday School are learning anything, and then they blow me away with memorizing verses and answering questions, to show me they ARE listening. We all need to be more mindful of bringing little ones to church. ..... and..... I've learned that while working in the nursing home, even our most demented patients, who never talk, will open their mouths and sing the old hymns... never missing a word!! amazing!

Granny Annie said...

I was taken to church by my parents and I took my children to church as they do their children. Our little local church has a Sunday evening worship service that has a turnout of about 5 to 10 people and we sing the old hymns. It is a moment of a few suddenly seeming a multitude of voices of all the saints joining us. I can feel my parents and grandparents by my side. Thank you for pointing out the magic of song in our faith journey.