Cathedrawl of the Epiphany, Irkutsk (sorry, the video doesn’t work)
I’ll never forget the morning my wife rushed into the bedroom with news she’d just heard on the radio: “The Soviet Union is gone! It doesn’t exist anymore!”
The USSR. “Your grandchildren will live under communism!” Cold War. Khrushchev pounding his shoe.
And then one day it went away.
God is not mocked. Not by the Soviet Union or anybody else.
Our friend and brother Eldermike requested this one–a hymn that means a lot to him. Recorded at the Gospel Music Hymn Sing in Texas, a few years ago: Heaven Came Down (And Glory Filled My Soul).
[I have two doctors and a mechanic to see today, and tomorrow chemotherapy begins in earnest… but at least I have a couple of hymn requests to help me along.]
Requested by Thewhiterabbit: He Touched Me, by the Gaither Vocal Band.
I hope yiz enjoys the hymns today. I might not have time for anything else.
I never heard this hymn till just now–The God Who Sits Enthroned on High, coming to us from the Providence Church. It’s a nice adaptation of Psalm 14.
(Oh, boy, chemotherapy starts tomorrow!)
I usually save this hymn for Christmas-time, but I feel a need for it today. You’ll understand why when you read the next post.
Gloria in Excelsis Deo, by St. Saens, sung by the Libera boys’ choir–it’s a gift from God.
(Sorry I’m late! I had a bad night. But this has begun to make it better.)
Our God Is an Awesome God, by Michael W. Smith: it’s been too long since I last posted it. Let’s get pumped up!
This is another hymn my mother and my grandma would sing as they went about their housework. I’m glad they did! It’s the kind of memory that stays with you and is always at hand when you need it.
Sung here by Alan Jackson: Sweet Hour of Prayer.
We need each other’s prayers. Please offer up prayers for our friend and brother, Michael Riemer (“Eldermike”), who has been afflicted with chest pains.
Here’s a hymn he was trying to enjoy last night: Abide With Me, sung here by the Antrim Mennonite Choir.
I’m sneezing like crazy as I try to post this hymn, and later today it’s more doctoring–but for the time being, let’s try this instead: Tennessee Ernie Ford belting out Onward, Christian Soldiers.
Are you waiting for a hymn? Here’s one by Fanny Crosby–To God Be the Glory. Was it seven thousand or eight thousand hymns she wrote?