I have such vivid memories of getting ready for church when I was young. Mom always made us get up........MADE us get up.............it wasn't hardly as bad as having to get up during the week but opening the eyes on a Sunday morning was still not an easy task for a young person needing their "beauty rest!" Once up though, we had to eat breakfast, (and yes kids I ate pretty regularly what you only have occasionally at your mamaws- sorry-) and then get ready for church.
It was easier to get ready when music was playing..........I have always LOVED music and been motivated by it. But, it wasn't the music I wanted to listen to. Mom always had to turn the channel (one of 3 channels we had until cable finally made its arrival well into my childhood) 5 to hear The Gospel Jubilee. Though I liked some of the music I was into more of soft rock/country and I wasn't very appreciative of the TV being up so loudly because I couldn't even play my records.
But music speaks even when you don't want to hear. And the words reach you even when you try not to listen. Not only do they reach you but they stay with you.
Then you grow up singing the songs and finding yourself enjoying a concert that celebrates that music. The words have a whole new meaning as God applies the words to your life in a whole new way.
Enjoyed a wonderful concert on Sunday. I love me some southern gospel music!!!!!!!!! Though many individuals that I have heard on The Gospel Jubilee have gone on............their music continues to live on! I am so thankful for the Gaither's Homecoming Friends.
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