Tag: Say Something Good

  • Art Fettig: Hymn Sing

    Hymn SingHymn sing. Yes, at our little church on a recent Sunday Morning we celebrated a good old fashioned Hymn Sing. No sermon. No preachin’. It was truly a blessed event because music is a powerful way to convey the Lord’s word. I was truly moved by this blessing. Barbara Younger, the organizer and leader of our Hymn Sing is a gifted author who does wonderful Conversations With The Children. For this Hymn Sing she enlisted the support of many talented members to lead the various segments of this service, with the addition of a marvelous organist and choir director Scott Schlesinger, a fantastic choir, and an active singing congregation. Our inspired children’s choir singing “Moses Saw The Burning Bush” directed and accompanied on the guitar by the composer of this number, Christine Jackle provided an energetic start. For me one of the most inspiring times was when Carolyn Norris invited us to close our eyes and listen to the reading of Psalm 145:8-14 by men of our congregation.  Seated at different locations throughout our church about five different voices read short segments of the Psalm. It was well organized and it flowed and I felt truly a part of this powerful rendition. In the call for praise the leader read: “For the poets and composers throughout the ages who wrote the hymns we sing today.” And the people responded, “Thanks be to God!” And as I add this event to my Wonderful Memories list I too add “For all of those who made this such a memorable spiritual blessing for me and I add, Thanks be to God.

    May God bless America in these challenging times and bring us world peace.

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  • Hats and Caps by Art Fettig

    Caps:  I was dining alone at a local burger haven and as I sat watching the cars go by a little man came in and sat at the next table. He wore one of those veteran’s caps with a row of ribbons and a combat rifleman’s badge and the cap said “World War II”. The man inside the cap looked to be just about four foot nine inches tall to me. Really a small man and he just didn’t look old enough or tall enough to have been in World War II. I smiled and said “Hey” to him and asked him how old he was.  He smiled back and I swear there was a youthful twinkle in his eye as he said he was 93. His first name was Bryan and he explained to me that he was just five foot tall when he went in the Army in 1944. He smiled and said, “I’ve been shrinking.”  Nice guy. We swapped stories for over an hour.  We traded some old jokes and had a fine ole time.  Sadly, most of the WW ll  Vets I’ve known are gone now.  Happily, this guy being about five years older than I am and talking sharp as a tack and full of life and all really gave me a boost.  I will be just 88 in a few days and this guy is 93.  He’s still driving his pick-up and taking care of himself and he was in pretty good spirits, God bless him.  And may God bless America too and bring us world peace.