Advent Devotional: Tuesday, December 17

Marie Case Crain

Tuesday, Third Week of Advent:  Joy
December 17, 2013


THAT WAS ME

How are they to call on one in whom they have not believed?  And how are they to believe in one of whom they have never heard?  And how are they to hear without someone to proclaim?  Romans 10:14

After hearing the concert on October 20, and listening to the music of Phil Quinn, the quartet and the choir, my heart was touched and my soul rejoiced.  How could I have been blessed with such an experience when I was so undeserving and unworthy of this reward?
   
As Phil sang “Thank you for giving to the Lord”, he pointed toward church members sitting in the audience.  I thought, that could be me, in fact that was me.  My first memory is attending the Beginner Department, although my Mother told me that I used to have to rush into church so I could hurry and get to sleep, I do not remember that.  But from the Beginner Department all through Primary, Junior, Intermediate, and on to Young People, I had teachers that gave to the Lord.  They gave not only to me but to many children and youth.  I remember each teacher who gave to me.  I remember all of them by name, all gone now to their Heavenly home.  What and who I am is a result of their giving to the Lord, also I grew up in a Christian home with deeply devoted Christian parents who gave to the Lord.
   
In the Junior Department class of 11-year old girls, I gave my heart to the Lord.  At this time my teacher was Mrs. B.D. Beeler.  Now it was always Mrs. Beeler’s goal that no girl would leave her class without knowing Jesus.  She devoted her life toward that goal and many young devoted Christian women have Mrs. Beeler to thank for ‘giving to the Lord’.
   
My last teacher to leave us in death was Dorothy Coleman Renfro.  She was my teacher when I was 14.  Later we were both members of the Joy Class for years together.  On each Sunday morning Dorothy would always stop by and hung Joan Rankin and me, asking “How are my Sunday School girls?”  She had taught both of us, remembered us and loved us and continued on giving to the Lord, until our last days together
   
It makes my heart sad that I failed to thank each and every one of them for their faithfulness in giving to the Lord, for my benefit.  I should have been more grateful, hugged more and said, “I thank you and love you.”  It also brings joy to me that I was so blessed.  Thank you, Phil, for giving to the Lord.

Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am a life that was changed
Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am so glad that you gave