I pray that I will able to express my thoughts and feelings in a way where you may experience what I have felt this morning. Certainly, this is what I hope and pray for in every day's post but especially today as we end the year and this decade. Again, as I have posted previously, I feel so ill equipped to be writing and sharing with my limited skills and abilities to write and share my thoughts.
Last night, one of our church members called and invited me to come to Shoney's tonight around 10:00 (way past my bedtime even on New Year's Eve) for a piece of fudge cake or a piece of strawberry pie and to usher in the New Year. He was not sure who or how many would be there but wanted me to know the plan. I loved the call, as Brother Charles and his sweet wife are one of several individuals who were so faithful to check on me while I was sick. But I have come to love and appreciate these two for their friendship for other reasons as well. I was not expecting his call but I should not have been surprised. After nightly church services, Charlie is the main character in organizing a group to go to Jacks, Arbys, Dairy Queen, or some place to fellowship and eat some ice cream. I rarely go but he never fails to make sure I know where the group is going.
I truly appreciated his invitation last night as it brought back a flood of memories of my teenage days, my early 20's and my church group. Shoney's on Memorial Drive in Clarkston, GA was one of our favorite places to fellowship after church services. As it is now with Charlie, it's not the place you go, it's the fellowship with friends that I believe is important and creates the strong and precious memories. His call also brought out the memories of the church services when we would be singing or praying in the New Year. Those were special times and I cherish the memories.
This morning's song I believe was God's reminder to me that He blesses us each and every day. And the things that we hold dear to our heart are not ours. They are just borrowed and God only let's us use them to brighten lives. So remind me, remind me, Dear Lord! This sweet hymn was written by Dottie Rambo and helps remind me of God's goodness in my life not just in year's gone by but also today!
Written many years ago, my first memories of this song was with my youth group as a teenager. Not only did we have a boy's quartet that I have spoke of but we also had a girl's quartet. These four teenage girls had beautiful voices and when I heard this song this morning, I immediately thought of them. "Remind Me, Dear Lord" was one of the songs I heard them sing often. Now, as you know, I love quartets and the four part harmony. I believe the girl's quartet was the first all female quartets I had ever heard and I don't think I have heard one since. Maybe I have but if I have, apparently they did not have the impact on me as these four did! I wish I had a recording of them singing this song for me to post, but I don't. So I will post The Happy Goodman Family singing it. As with so many of the Dottie Rambo's songs, "Remind Me, Dear Lord" has been sung and recorded by many groups and individuals over the years. I don't recall the last time I heard it before this morning but I am thankful for the blessing today.
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