Everlasting Arms

There is none like unto the God of Jeshurun, who rideth upon the heaven in thy help, and in his excellency on the sky. The eternal God is thy refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms                                        Deuteronomy 33:26 KJV

A Little Country Gospel

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

Sunday Morning Hymn – I’ll Fly Away

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!

In the Garden

If we will choose to spend time with Jesus while the dew is still on the roses He will walk and talk with us even in the midst of today’s traffic jam!

Sunday Hymn/ Just a Closer Walk

Just a Closer Walk” is not only a great prayer but it is so easy for all of us to sing together. As a worship leader I have come to discover that the best song to sing is one that as many as possible in the congregation will sing as well. Enjoy also the photos of children from our travels around the world.



Hymnsing Day 7 Father Along

There are so many struggles we have experienced on this side of the river that we don’t really get. But W A Flethcher’s straight forward lyrics point us to the person and  place that holds all our answers. Trusting Him in the uncertainty of today gives us the promise of a peace that is greater than anything our minds can tackle. Be blessed both now and Father Along!

Standing by the River Ralph Stanley

This brings back old memories of the Sunday church sings we experienced in Southern Missouri more than a few years back. All of us men would sit on one side of the church and the women on the other. This was done so when we each sang our separate parts on songs like” Standing by the River” it just echoed back and forth in that little wooden church. Love the banjo part here. I think he is playing it faster than we did it. Be blessed. Someone else let me know if you remember those times.