As my eyes opened early this morning, I knew it was Sabbath for the atmosphere changes all together, for me any way! It is like a new awakening every Sunday morning.
I wish everyone in the whole world could feel what I feel on Sunday morning. The peace of God parades around in our home and I feel like singing as soon as my eyes open for His Amazing Grace has covered me from head to toe..
In my minds eye, I see the faces of people I haven't seen in years, I see my Uncle Henry with that happy face of the Lord and I see that hand capped over that ear as he calls out the praises of the LORD! I see mommy there in that happy home up in the hills with just her and God raising us five children, and I see that dress tail swinging around and around as she twirls to the music of the KING.
I must not forget our little church house that set in the middle of Coneva holler, they made a church house our of the old sub station and what a gathering we would have as Little Hairmy Estep swung that guitar over his shoulder and sang, "Little David play on your harp"! Our Preacher Marion, could not read much, but his memory for scripture was like the Bible being quoted word for word. Praise God!
It was a gathering for all us children too, for sometimes when the movement of the Lord got really heavy and the praising got really loud, we would kind of sneak outside and play.
Well, it's the truth, you know how children are, especially the children of the hills! We were a happy go lucky bunch of children who were made happy just for being who we were, children of the hills.
A pack of marbles, a big silver shooter, a hop scotch on the ground, a rubber ball, a big old stick for a bat and that made us who we were, happy go lucky children of the hills.
Oh gee, how I wish I could go home again..
Some Sunday mornings, I can go to church, and some Sunday mornings I can't, and this Sabbath morning, it is not looking too promising that I will get to go, and Lord, how I would love to be gathered there inside that building, to hear the songs of Zion and to praise the Name of Jesus..
My husband George has been attacked by the Satanic power of a disease called dementia and it cripples the mind and destroys the body of a person. Sometimes he can be alone and sometimes he cannot be alone at all, and today is one of those days.
As I sit here at our desk and review my life, I hear his even breathing and Little Sadie, our dog, is snoring there beside of him and I thank God that George is still living this morning and I thank God that we have a place to lay our heads at night and I thank God for the children and the grandchildren.
I knew last night when we went to bed that I would not be able to go to church this morning. because last night he told me that he was so afraid to be alone! I must be here by his side to comfort him in all things because I love him soooo and in sickness and in health and until death do us part, I will be here!! And then some day, some glorious day we will be in a place where there will be no more sickness and no more pain for Jesus said he would return again and receive us and where He was, we could be there toooo!! Praise God
And now I must leave you for I feel like I must go home again, and in my minds eye, I will enter that little church way off yonder in the hills in Coneva Holler in 1956 and it seems I hear the sound of worship, "Little David play on your harp, Hallelu, Hallelu, Little David play on your harp, Hallelu, Hallelu!!
by Mary Alice Bowles
Oct 28, 2012
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