The poem on which this song was based was one of our very favorite to read to our boys when they were small. I hope this brightens someone’s day!
The week between Palm Sunday is a unique time for us to pause and reflect. Almost half of the book of John focuses our attention on what Jesus did and said that week, from the supper in his honor on the eve of Palm Sunday to the Resurrection breakfast on the beach. Jesus is worthy of all our praise and worship. Can we look back at our life as an alabaster jar from which the perfumed oil is poured? Look into your jar today and you will see that there is still more to be given to Him!
Yes Master, There’s Still More!
His Symphony Divine
Thank you for your gift of music
Planted in me long ago
Though I Unwilling received it
It slowly chose to grow
Father showed me keys and rests
Set the meters and the notes
When my little mind was wishing
For catching frogs and my toy boat
His lessons seemed unending
When my lip was split and hurt
From that blessed clarinet’s reed
Daily practice was just work!
But by grace notes and by quarters
And good old three-four time
Somehow began within me
A song that seemed to rhyme
And His melody stayed with me
Though sometimes I couldn’t hear
Over my life’s strong crescendos
And some sonatas filled with tears
But now I am just grateful
As my voice begins to wane
That His notes can go on singing
Through both sunshine and through rain
And I see my Father’s presence
In the notes between the lines
And I thank Him for His precious gift
With His symphony divine
Blessed Assurance written by Fanny Crosby in 1873 for less than $5 has a message that remains priceless! Listen now!
New Name written Down! You would never know that the sweet soft hymn , “In the Garden” was written by the very same C Austin Miles who also penned this toe tapping hymn. Break out your banjo and spoons or just pull up a chair and sing along! be blessed
Something a little upbeat today. I’ll Fly away was written by Albert Brumley in 1929 and sung by people everywhere since as an exuberant expression of our joyful hope of heaven. As my old pastor used to say, If you can’t clap on this one, your arm must be broken!” Be blessed. Smile in the face of what ever comes because when the shadows of this life are over then our flight plans are already laid in with heaven’s control tower thanks to the cross of Jesus Christ!