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A Great Christian Lady

A Great Christian Lady

My great-Aunt Ruth died Thursday night. She had a heart attack and passed into paradise at the ripe old age of 95.  They buried her today in Johnson City, Tennessee.

Aunt Ruth was something else. To quote my mom….”She was Grandpa Hannum’s little red-headed sister.  She looked and sounded just like him.  At one time she did a lot of speaking to ladies groups.  She taught her ladies class at church until just a few years ago, as well as Junior Church. J She drove like a maniac and had the greatest sense of humor. She was a great Christian lady with a great way with words.”

What else is a blog for, if not to be transparent? Thus, it’s “transparency time.” I remember a few years ago (when she was only 90), thinking to myself, “Aunt Ruth’s too old to be teaching junior church. The kids have to be running circles around her.   She’s got to be out of touch.” And I remember feeling ashamed afterward for even thinking that thought.

Shame on me for seeing a number, like a person’s age, and equating that with irrelevance. Shame on me for looking at white hair and seeing only the past.  Shame on me for looking at wrinkles and dentures and seeing only skin and bones.

Shame on me for being more out of touch with God and with my fellow man than my 95-year old great Aunt Ruth.  She was, in every sense of the word, a great lady.

Addendum…

I heard from someone via email re: Aunt Ruth this week, and wanted to share their memories of her also………………….

“It’s interesting that you thought Aunt Ruth would be out of touch.  I can totally see why you’d think that. But I wish you could have known her.  She was amazingly “in touch”.  I remember her just a few years ago telling us about her Junior Church lessons.  ( It is a tiny country church and she only had 5 or 6 kids, so they weren’t running wild around her.) She was currently doing a unit about SEX!  She said these kids are getting bombarded with the wrong messages at younger and younger ages, and they needed the truth now.  How’s that for “in touch”? :-)

I think I knew this, but I was reminded that she started teaching at age 18 and a couple of years ago received a plaque and reception and newspaper coverage for teaching Sunday School for 75 years!  Do the math!  That is amazing! She also was a/the pioneer of “Junior Church”.  She helped start it nationwide.  She also led the Children’s Convention at the North American for several years.  And she did the kids lessons at the Kiamichi Mission family camp……this used to be a BIG gathering.  She was in great demand as a ladies speaker.  She did teacher training things, traveling all over.

Bob Shannon, who preached her funeral, talked about her teaching the Adult Class at Oak Grove for years.  She would study all week for it and then do the whole lesson from memory on Sunday morning.  One Sunday she recited all the kings of Israel and Judah, and the # of years they reigned, totally from memory!  He was in awe!  Her grandson said that when they cleaned out her house, they found dozens of worn out Bibles—she just went through them because she used them so much.”

I wish I could have known her better.  I’ll say it again – she was a GREAT Christian lady.

Did you pick that song just for me?

Did you pick that song just for me?

After our worship service was over on Sunday morning, and the strains of that marvelous hymn, “Victory in Jesus”, faded into the brown walls of our auditorium, a fellow came up to me as I was talking with a couple of the praise band members.  This fellow (I’ll call him “Bill”) is a highly respected member of our church.  And for good reason – Bill is a smart guy, a spiritual guy, a Spiritual guy, a teacher, a leader in our church and in business, and an influencer in our church.  But he said something in jest that, upon reflection, strikes me as being noteworthy.

Bill said, “Did you pick that last song for me?”

He was grinning from ear to ear, and slapped me on the back as he said it.  It was in truth the continuation of a conversation we’d had some weeks earlier, in which he wished aloud that our church would sing more of the old hymns.  Bill’s part of this original conversation consisted of neither some nostalgic pining for the good ol’ days, nor a bitter grudge expressed against newer hymns or songs or choruses.  His was not a selfish attitude, nor an angry expression toward anything contemporary.  It was simply a statement of his heart.  He loves hymns and wished that we would sing them.

I chuckled along with him, grinned back, and said, “Did you like that one?”  And as he walked away toward the back door, I called out, ”If you liked it, then I picked it just for you.”

Actually, I did pick that song just for Bill.  I had him in mind when I looked through our file folder full of music.  Out of the hundreds of songs I could have chosen for the closing song of the service, I chose “Victory In Jesus.”  And I chose it just for him.

I chose it so that he would be able to minister to the Lord.  I chose it so he could minister to his brothers and sisters in Christ who surrounded him that morning.  And I chose it so that we as a congregation could minister to him.

OK, perhaps I’ve overstated the facts.  Maybe I didn’t have precisely Bill in mind – but I did have his demographic in mind.  Is that a bad thing?  I hope not.  As a 36-year old associate minister who grew up in the church as a preacher’s kid, I love the hymns.  I guess in a way, that makes me a sort of dinosaur – some sort of anachronism.  I’m Gen-X, but I’ve got parents who grew up with a modern worldview.  So I like Tom Petty but I also like Tom and Dicky Smothers.  I love a great narrative but I also appreciate solid Christian apologetics.  I love “Power in the Blood”, but I also love “Happy Day” by Tim Hughes and various songs by Leeland.

Of course, I don’t love ALL the hymns.  But then, I don’t love all the songs that they put out on the local Christian radio station either.  There are crummy “new” songs just as surely as there are crummy hymns (“Trading My Sorrows” and “In The Garden” come to mind, respectively).  My former preacher said in a sermon on worship one time, “The great old hymns are great – not because they’re old, but because they’re great.”  As I was reflecting on the sermon later, I thought that it’s also true that “the great new songs are great – not because they’re new, but because they’re great.”

So Bill, I’m glad that you enjoyed singing “Victory in Jesus” on Sunday.  But I hope that you enjoyed singing all the other songs we sang as well, new as well as old.  Because when you worship through singing, it doesn’t really matter how old or new the song is.  There’s far more important things than the age of a song to think about while we’re worshipping.  ‘Course, I know you already knew that.  :-)   But remember, I picked THAT song just for you.