Okay, Linda, here’s the hymn you asked for–I Know Whom I Have Believed, sung by Marshall Hall. Complete with saxophone solo.
Somehow this made me remember the most embarrassing moment in my whole life, which occurred during a service at our Dutch Reformed Church.
I can’t remember exactly why, but something convinced me that this particular service was intended to be in dramatic contrast to our usually staid and orderly procedure–that today we were supposed to have the congregation get enthusiastically involved in the business. So the minister read a verse, and I stood up and shouted “Hallelujah!”
Alone.
And every single eye in the congregation zeroed in on me–which is practically the last thing on earth that any 17-year-old ever wants to happen.
I hope I don’t dream about it tonight.
Psalms 98:4 Make a joyful noise unto the LORD, all the earth: make a loud noise, and rejoice, and sing praise.
Thank you, Lee. This surely is a joyful noise 🙂
Maybe the Spirit moved you! Seems like it was the rest of the attendees who should’ve been uncomfortable – a 17-year old young man having to show the grown-ups how praise is done.
Actually, Lee, it should be something to be happy about. I salute you for your action, and as Linda commented, the others may have needed a nudge. You don’t want to be part of the “frozen chosen” and neither do I.