Wednesday worship: down memory lane

This song selection was just too tempting to pass up.  Listening to it is like a sort of time travel for me because it takes me right back to my childhood when I was a little girl sitting in a pew at Central Church of the Nazarene in Vancouver, WA.  Back in the day, the church would periodically have “request night” for Sunday evening service.  And usually some very smart person with very good taste would put in a request for my mom and dad to perform this song.  In my mind I can hear my mom’s beautiful singing voice and my dad’s deep and steady narration with the amazing accompaniment of Mrs. Ketchum on the piano.  I think she could play anything!  And I know I’m biased, but my parents are wonderful singers.  They have smooth and rich voices that make it easy to listen to them.  You see, it could be said that I grew up on Gaither music.  But even more accurately, it could be said that I grew up on my parents singing Gaither music.

I’m pretty sure this video is from a Gaither Homecoming video.  And no disrespect to Sandi Patty, but she doesn’t quite do it like Mom.  And no disrespect to Bill Gaither, but he doesn’t quite get the same effect as Dad (not that anyone could).  So enjoy this well-written song.  The chords start out simple, but then build up in a beautiful and dramatic way as the song progresses.  And the truth of this song is profound and lasting.  It’s good for me to remember that “God Gave the Song.”