There is an old Baptist hymn named, Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing. The earliest memory I have of the song was one summer when I was at my Granny Bell’s house (my mother’s mother) and I was probably 6 or 7 years old. She took me to Peach Orchard Baptist church for bible school. I remember it just like it was yesterday, her standing beside me singing this song and holding the hymnal so I could see the words. I remember her voice and her very presence at that moment and every time I hear the song, I think of her. Granny Bell died young at 63 of a heart condition in 1975.
The song depicts a person asking for streams of mercy to never cease and for the lord to tune his heart to sing his praise. It speaks of his redeeming love. In verse four it says, O to grace how great a debtor, daily I’m constrained to be, let thy goodness like a fetter, bind my wandering heart to thee. What incredible lyrics.
The point is you never know what a simple memory will mean to your children and grandchildren. We get caught up in the hurry of life and don’t realize what little moments mean. This story of my grandmother is a good example. She took the time to be with me that day when she probably had many other more important things to do but it was that moment that stays with me today. She was a dear sweet woman and loved her family with all her heart. KT
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I was just thinking about Granny this week and how she taught me to cook so many things. I’m sure sometimes a coincident is just that, but It’s funny we would both be thinking of her at near the same time. I wonder what the message is in that?