My grandfather taught me that as a small child. Looking back I realize Granddaddy was packing my head and heart with as much scripture as possible. At eight years old I was reading scripture rather regularly in Wesley Chapel AME Zion church.
Did my grandfather know he was building my confidence? I know it was my grandfather that was instrumental in my role of assisting the pastor. No, I'm not talking about reading for Children's Day or Easter Sunday. I read as an equal partner with everyone on the rostrum. When it came my time to read I stood on a little stool, breathed in and illuminated the scripture. I remember projecting and articulating each and every syllable. Reading with expression in my greatest melodious voice. I felt like an equal partner with the pastor , (you see) quite often I would be the only child in the pulpit.
My mother told me ;"They just picked you cause you talk proper ...you sound lak you white." Some how I didn't quiet buy that.
Wesley Chapel was quite progressive in the late 50s and early 60s. We had a woman pastor, Rev. Ethel V. McIver. Every where she went, we went. Most of the churches we visited refused to let her sit in the pulpit with the "men", only a precious few would let her preach.
I remember my grandfather putting some anti-female preacher rabble rouser in his place. "GAWD aint NEVAH called no woman to preach! Sho' me in dat Bible whur GAWD called a 'ooman (woman) to preach! Sho" Me and ill eat yo' Bible!"
Granddaddy, always cool, always calm, simply responded; "Show me whur GAWD called a Gentile to preach and not only will I eat your Bible, I'll bring duh maynaize!"
So, I've always studied my Bible. I love to read it, never tire of it. Children what you need is in GOD's WORD. Read it, learn it, tattoo it on your heart.
Peace,
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
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Children I know for a fact this WORD will take you places you never dreamed of going. Tuck Jesus tightly in your heart, love Him, obey Him ...you will NEVER go wrong
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