Playing with purpose

Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me.

Thanksgiving Day Twenty-One

If you were privy to the number of songs that have rolled through my mind today; you would encourage my entry into the “hall” of musical recall for the in—sane in Pueblo, CO.

I have started out several times writing about more underlining lessons in which I am engaged, but because those lessons are still in progress; it is a tad bit overwhelming. So, let me share instead, a praise that has assaulted me for the past hour. If you knew my cousin Elvira, then your memory will fill in the blanks.

The entire congregation sings:
“I thank you Lord, I thank you Lord, I thank you Lord.
Cousin Via: “Oh Yeah.”
“I thank you Lord, I thank you Lord, I thank you Lord.
Cousin Via: “Oh Yeah.”
“I thank you Lord.”
“I thank you Lord.”
Cousin Via: “Oh Yeah.”
“I thank you Lord, I thank you Lord, I thank you Lord.”

Just for your FYI, there is no stanza in this song that includes “Oh Yeah.” And even if it did, it would not be sung in such gloriously independent monotones of musical keys never before encountered.

But we truly thank you Lord!

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