A memorable Hymn with meaning
This week I pay homage to my grandfather. His birthday occurred during Lent. His favorite hymn was always “The Old Rugged Cross”. He was a regular church attendee, but when it was time to sing this song, you could count on him singing it with gusto. My mom sang in the choir so I spent the time with my grandparents in their pew. My great aunt Margareth always sat with them. I remember her “twiddling her thumbs” and that always fascinated me. My great-grandfather used to sit with them, but when he became disabled, he remained at home. I recall proudly holding a hymnal to sing. ...