Sunday, September 2, 2012
Old Rugged Cross
I've been reminising today on memories of back when I was young and going to church..Every Sunday we'd start out walking quite early so we could get there on time.. We didn't want to miss Sunday School or Preaching.. Oh yes, there were a few people that we caught a ride with that managed to have a truck so we could all jump on the back.. After a few years passed daddy managed to get a truck and we rode on the back to church or anywhere else for that matter.. I remember those old time hymns , I think I enjoyed them just as much as the preaching.. My favorite one and still is was "Rock Of Ages". I always looked forward to it with high high hopes they would sing it .. I would put someone up to suggesting it when the offer came for a song request..I loved that old song so much and I'd sing it to the top of my lungs and even after we got back home it was still stuck in my mind.. I couldn't stop humming or singing "Rock Of Ages".
I remember company coming for Sunday dinner, usually family or neighbors. It was a real treat to have fried chicken and banana pudding..The chickens we raised ourselves and daddy would wring their necks on Saturday and get them dressed and ready to fry for Sunday dinner.. Needless to say, it took quite a few young fryers as they were called to feed a crowd.. And all the fixings ,(usually garden vegetables) were cooked on Sunday morning before church.. Mama got up quite early to get it all done..The Dinner discussion was usually centered around the Sunday services and sermom but being kids we didn't pay to much attention for the sake of eating our bellies full and running outside to play.. Mama always said clean-up time was after the company left which could be late in the evening..Me and some of the girls would get together and sing those old hymns. We knew them by heart and we sung to the top of our lungs.. The grown-ups were to busy talking and spittin their tobacco ad snuff to even notice or so I though.. Later on mama said, we sure did enjoy hearing you girls sing .. It was then that I knew someone was listening besides God..
Later on in life, I started singing solo at church every Sunday and I don't mean really low.. When God put a song on my heart I'd get up and sing when the offer came..Needless to say "Old Rugged Cross" was sung quite often.. They learned in a hurry it was my favorite..
I'll never forget when I first heard "God On The Mountain", it became my second favorite of all time..People would request that I sang it ..But I always went back to "Old Rugged Cross"..
Today I still love the old hymns, all of them and some of the more recent as well, but "The Old Rugged Cross" is the one I'll cling to until my dying day.. And those old time meetings of singing, shouting, and preaching are forever locked in my memories... Hope you all have a nice Labor Day weekend..Blessings, Susie