Song! 7-13
Howdy, ya’ll. I continue to think about how songs seem to help us remember. Hearing an old song sends me back in time to blueberry hill, where I found my thrills. I do not speak Hebrew but I have been told that scriptures were written to be sung with a rhythm to them. I can only attest to the book of Psalms that gives instructions to the choir and to the instrument players. So I keep singing the praise songs that are filled with biblical verses and thoughts. As I was going through my prayer list, speaking life into family, friends and neighbors, the song of dry bones rattling is playing in my mind. Here it is.
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