For the Birds


Some of us have something to sing about every day and others don’t.

As for the birds they seem to start every day with a song. Happy Saturday.

 

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Sunshine Mountain


When I was a child, I learned to sing “Climb, Climb Up Sunshine Mountain”. The music and words made me feel happy and free. I heard it on You Tube yesterday and it still made me feel happy and free. I hope it makes you feel the same way. Happy Sunday.

1 Corinthians 13:11 When I was a child, I spoke and thought and reasoned as a child. But when I grew up, I put away childish things. (But not all of them, obviously.)

 

 

 

A New Song


Did you know that singing is good for the soul? Singing also relieves stress, exercises the lungs, and decreases depression. All this is my own opinion, but it works for me. And take this little guy…can’t you just hear him? (Of course, he could just be waiting to be fed but I prefer to believe that he is singing a new song).

Praise the Lord and Ride Your Bike


This is a tribute to yet another of our St. Andrew’s members who took up residence in Heaven a week ago today.

Barbara was a quiet, unassuming lady in her early seventies who loved to praise the Lord and ride her bike. Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall would see her pedaling away whether to Church, Bible study, supermarket, or wherever a need would take her.

Barbara loved her Lord with all her heart and would never let an opportunity go by without striking up a conversation about Him with someone, stranger or not. She was not eloquent by any means but humbly shared the Gospel with whoever would take time to lend her an ear…and many did. And she knew her stuff. Her Bible was a well-worn Gideon of years gone by and I’m sure she knew most of it by heart.

What we’ll miss mostly about Barbara is her fervent, “Praise The Lord” whenever our choir closed the final chords of a Sunday anthem. Some were not in favor of her outbursts but most of us considered where they came from…a heart filled with passion for her Jesus. I for one was happy that our anthems could move her to render outspoken praise. But perhaps she was moved even more by Psalm 134:2 – Lift up your hands in the sanctuary and praise the LORD. 

Whether or not Barbara is pedaling away on Heaven’s gold-paved streets or resting in the arms of her dearly departed husband, George, I just want to say, “Barbara, continue to Praise the Lord and ride your bike.” And have a happy Saturday.