I used to know the lyrics to that hymn in Spanish too, but it's been a long time since Sunday School. We didn't really have many Hispanic kids, but learning songs in another language was always cool, wasn't it! There was "Deep and Wide, Deep and Wide" with the fountain flowing deep and wide ~ along with the one about Jesus wanting me as His sunbeam and then of course, we all played "Shoot the Artillery" not comprehending the war in Vietnam, I'm sure... Those were interesting days and the songs in Sunday School were a part of our week that we all loved.
I received word today that dear Sis. Shell (see previous post for clarification as to her title) is in the process of getting her crown fitted today. She passed into Glory yesterday. Can you imagine? Going to sleep as a old woman and waking up in Glory! The crown she will have will be so full of rewards I can't comprehend it. Imagine ~
You see, it was her calling to lead our children's church, her life's calling. We didn't have "Family Sundays" once a month so she could sit in big church. We didn't have alternative services with bands and low lighting on Saturday night. There was just Sunday School and Children's Church. I don't remember other adults as part of her 'ministry team' but I sure remember Sis. Shell. She loved us. She taught us Scripture. She showed us the motions. She asked us if we were sure we had Jesus in our hearts... and now...she's there - in that New Jerusalem.
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I know all the songs you mentioned except, "Shoot the Artillery." I have never heard that one!
What a glorious day in heaven as your dear Sis. Shell was welcomed home!
I may never march in the infantry, fly o'er the enemy, ride in the cavalry, shoot the artillery, zoom o'er the enemy, but I'm in the Lord's Army... I'm in the Lord's Army, I'm in the Lord's Army.... and so on.
Ooooooh...I DO know that song! Thanks for jogging my memory, Sis. Grace! :o)
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To be able to finish all the starts to the songs you listed, and then to read of a precious servant to children, just brought tears rolling down my cheeks. I met Jesus through the love and tenderness of a Sunday school teacher when I was six years old. Alice Warren was her name. She was there every single Sunday. Now wearing her own crown. What a treasure to have known such people.
So precious considering I grumbled my way through most of the children's church session this past Sunday.
Glad for the Sis Shell's in our lives who made our spiritual heritage their life calling.
peace~elaine
I was at the celebration of the life of Sis Shell today. It was one of the most un-sad funerals I have ever been to. No one was grieving at her loss, but everyone talked of her love for (in this order) Jesus, her husband, her children, grandchildren and great grandchildren. Of all the sunday school teachers I had, I remember her the most and the way she told us Bible stories using the flannel board and sand box. They played the song "Thank You for giving to the Lord" at the end of the ceremony today and my thought was how appropriate that was for her. No telling how many came to the Lord because of her ministry. Thank you Sis Shell for being a servant of the Lord.
Glory! Wishing I was there... glad she'll be waiting for me!
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