At Methodist Sunday School as a boy with clean mind, eyes and ears, the meaning of living a Christian life was beginning to filter to me.
It's why today I can testify to the verse in Scripture that says, "You have been my hope, Sovereign Lord, my confidence since my youth" (Psalm 71.5).
This noon we go to the Church and spend 30 minutes in quiet reflection as we listen to the seasonal sounds by Ruth Johnson on the piano. Sunday we watch "Hour of Power" at home and then go to Sunday Methodist services.
...for the Bible tells me so...is still in glance in the rear view mirror
and the road ahead
is more clear.
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