Today started with taking a Christmas service at an old folks' home near church - for which we've taken the service once a month since I was a toddler. I started singing solos there each month as a cute-'un, an elderly lady from church accompanied the hymns on the battered old piano and my Dad preached; in more recent years my singing solos is not so cute but excellent to remind them of the gospel (and they love joining in), and I accompany the hymns on the nice electric piano with weighted keys and a lovely organ sound (my Dad still preaches, though I think he wants my brother to try it sometime). I miss it for most of the year when I'm not there any more!
Today ended with a family carol-sing at home. There is something wonderful about singing praise to God and encouragement of God's word to each other.
Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, teaching and admonishing one another in all wisdom, singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, with thankfulness in your hearts to God. [Col 3.16]
2 comments:
yes I got the vibes a while ago! I'm not sure to be honest whether they'd respect me...I'm still the "cute little boy" (if such a thing exists?!) of the past. I'd be happier taking up his other propsal of a prayer meeting sometime!
I guess the less-gospel-minded ones of them might feel they were getting a raw deal by having a teen preach: they don't really even accept that D isn't a minister, still insist that he is! But prayer meeting, that'd be cool.
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