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This is a rich topic for me. I've spent many years attending churches and singing lots of hymns. Singing was always a joy to me so I sang in the choirs often. I never had a very good voice, kind of sang in between the high voices and the mid-range voices, sort of the "black note" singer. Adding that I couldn't read music was enough to keep me out of the Fellowship Choir. As a young child I loved "Jesus loves Me". It gave me the belief that I was good and loved and one of all of God's children. It also assured me that Black children were just as special as White children. My second husband had a lot of musical talent. He was really gifted in playing 12 string guitar, double the sound of a 6 string. He also was enough of a showman that he enjoyed leading singing in prayer groups and gatherings. Favorite songs were: "Amazing Grace", "Hallelujah" and "I'll Fly Away", among others, I'm sure. My Mother was a member of the Methodist Church in Macclenny, FL. Her mother was a member of that church and I went to Vacation Bible School there when I was visiting my grandparents. When Mother passed away, after long suffering with CHF, her funeral was held there. It felt very much like a homecoming to be there for the service. One memory that stays with me is the congregation singing a very familiar hymn, in harmony, "Lead Me Gently Home". toward the end of her life she planned her funeral, made her will and picked out her burial clothes. She spent a long time going "gently home". Then there are the two that have always pulled my heart strings, "Is It I, Lord?" and "On Eagle's Wings". Both speak to me in special ways, and we did sing them at Lonnie's funeral. It sometimes seems that I've got a hymn in my head for anything that happens in my day. --donna
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