Yesterday our closing hymn was one of my old favorites, "Just As I Am." I stood in my seat and sang the song and all of a sudden I had this urge to burst out in laughter. I was reminded of a story that involved my father, me, and "Just As I Am." When I was active in the youth group of First United Methodist in West Palm Beach we sat on the right left side of the santuary every Sunday. If you were a visitor to our church you would have never found a visitors card or offering envelope because I wrote poetry on them each Sunday and my friends wrote notes to each other on them. Some of my most profound preteen love poems were scribbled during a sermon on one of those cards. One particular Sunday the youth were cutting up a bit in the front....giggling, writing lots of notes....and I was one of the culprits. Sometime during our reverie I could feel someone looking at me from behind. I knew it had to be one of my parents....so I chose not to look back. The intenseness of the gaze continued and finally I turned....to see my father glowering at me with one of his bushy eyebrows raised....and the finger (my dad lost the tip end of his finger in a bridge accident when I was young). A sick dread came over me because I knew what was going to happen to me after church. I quickly straightened up my church act....and when the invitation came around I hurried to the altar and fell on my knees asking for forgiveness and grace. I prayed through all six verses of "Just As I Am." My father told me in the car that he was not going to do anything to me....because he felt like God and I had already hashed everything out. He was right....and I never misbehaved in church again. To this day whenever I sing, or hear the song....I smile and can still see my dad....pointing that finger at me....with that caterpillar eyebrow raised. So, today I want to share the song with you. Click here to listen to it, close your eyes, and imagine a white haired man....pointing his finger at you.....and raising his eyebrow....and I hope you smile. I always do. Happy Monday!
I am a woman who wears many hats and loves them all. I am a singer - I sing with the group Still Magnolias. I was part of the original First United Methodist Church Arbor Praise Team until we moved. After 24+ years of teaching English 11 and Spanish I - II at Benjamin Russell High School I decided to take a job closer to home. I now teach Spanish I & 2 at Randolph Co. High School and Wadley. I thought I was getting close to retirement and looking forward to it, but decided to move my cheese and try something different. I am a preacher's wife and a preacher myself. My husband Frank is the pastor at Rock Mills United Methodist Church and I am the pastor at Midway (Wedowee). It has made our conversations interesting, to say the least.