Sing your song
A Sunday school teacher decided to have her 2nd grade class memorize Psalm 23, one of the most quoted passages in the Bible. She gave the children a month to learn the chapter.
One little boy was excited about the task, but he just couldn’t memorize the Psalm. Although he practiced and practiced, he could hardly get past the first line. The day came for the children to recite Psalm 23 before the congregation. The little boy was nervous. When his turn came, he stepped up to the microphone and proudly said, “The Lord is my Shepherd and that’s all I need to know!”
I shared my story in previous blogs about how in 2013, I lost my job of 11 years and how my 13 year old Mustang was totaled in an accident. I got a brand new 2013 Ford and it turned out to be a lemon in less than a year. The Ford Company finally replaced it with a 2014. There have been no problems so far. In the midst all of the drama, I decided to go back to college. God blessed me to earn a 4 year degree (B. S. in Health Promotion) in a year and nine months. I had a lot of credits that transferred from previous degrees.
If someone would have told me that at the seasoned age of 30 +++ , I would have multiple degrees and yet be working 6 – 14 hours a week in retail making minimum wage, I might would have just run away. This job was a good fit while I was in school but now I need a full time job (or a rich husband ). I’ve been seeking a full time job, with no success. In the meantime, I try to keep hope alive. Some days are better than others. I know that things could be a lot worse, so I’m thankful for what I do have.
God has been a faithful shepherd. Although I don’t like my situation, don’t understand it, and it doesn’t feel good, I believe with all my heart that He loves me. I know that God has a plan for me. This is not the end. He has provided and continues to provide for me. Nothing has been cut off, my car has not been repossessed. My refrigerator has not been empty. Yes, Jesus loves me more than anyone on this planet. This situation hasn’t killed me. I believe that it will make me a stronger, better, and wiser person.
I haven’t blogged in months. I lost my motivation. I couldn’t think of anything to write about. Today I decided that I needed to sing, so I’m singing my song. Keep in mind that when I encourage you to “sing your song”, I’m talking about the song that is within you. It doesn’t matter who wrote it or who recorded it. Anna B. Warner wrote the words to the hymn, Jesus Loves Me and William B. Bradbury was the composer. It’s my song because it’s within me. Of course I can’t take the credit for writing the text nor composing it, but I can sing it as only I can sing it. I used to wonder why God didn’t give me a voice like Patti LaBelle, opera singer, Jessye Norman, or gospel singer, Yolanda Adams. Now I accept the fact that He gave me the voice that He wanted me to have.
Sing your song!
It doesn’t matter if you’re in tune or out of tune. My oldest sister, has many gifts, but singing is not one of them. We joke about it. Nevertheless it doesn’t stop her from singing anywhere and anytime. Sometimes (when the anointing hits) you wouldn’t know that singing was not one of her gifts.
There are social, emotional and physical benefits to singing. Singing can:
- Help reduce depression and anger.
- Encourage creativity.
- Bring people together.
- Release endorphins, the brain’s “feel good” chemicals.
- Increase the amount of oxygen you take into the body as you inhale deeply, producing a feeling of alertness as more oxygen gets to the brain.
- Improve muscle tone in the face, throat, neck and jaw.
- Help manage stress.
- Improve your ability to listen attentively without having to think of responses.
- Be a form of meditation because it enables you to just “let go.”
I’m gonna sing my song while I live because when I die, no one will be able to sing it for me.
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Hymns for People Over 50
- Give Me the Old Timers Religion
- Precious Lord, Take My Hand, And Help Me Up
- Just a Slower Walk with Thee
- Go Tell It on the Mountain, But Speak Up
- Nobody Knows the Trouble I Have Seeing
- Guide Me O Thou Great Lord God, I’ve Forgotten Where I’ve Parked The Car
- Count Your Many Birthdays, Count Them One By One
- Blessed Insurance
- It Is Well With My Soul, But My Knees Hurt
There’s a slimmer person inside me yelling to get out, but I can usually shut her up with ice cream and cake.
ACTUAL Church Bulletin Bloopers:
Bertha Belch, a missionary from Africa, will be speaking tonight at Calvary Memorial Church in Racine. Come tonight and hear Bertha Belch all the way from Africa.
“Ladies, don’t forget the rummage sale. It’s a chance to get rid of those things not worth keeping around the house. Don’t forget your husbands.”
“Please place your donation in the envelope along with the deceased person you want remembered.”
The peacemaking meeting scheduled for today has been canceled due to conflict.
The sermon this morning: “Jesus Walks on the Water.” The sermon tonight: “Searching for Jesus.”
Next Thursday there will be tryouts for the choir. They need all the help they can get.
Don’t let worry kill you. Let the Church help.
Thursday night will be a potluck supper. Prayer and medication to follow.
For those of you who have children and don’t know it, we have a nursery downstairs.
A bean supper will be held on Tuesday evening in the church hall. Music will follow.
This afternoon there will be a meeting in the south and north ends of the church. Children will be baptized at both ends.
Weight Watchers will meet at 7 PM at the First Presbyterian Church. Please use large double door at the side entrance.
Thanks for stopping by. It’s been therapeutic for me. Hope it has made you smile.