Inconsolable, she wouldn't let up until it dawned on me.
In Sunday School that morning, they'd sung "Onward Christian Soldiers!"
So around the house we marched and sang our hearts out, til she was her 'cheerful' self again.
So today, with our precious Newt in mind, I'm going to be praying that powerful hymn, over and over.
Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war,
With the cross of Jesus going on before.
Christ, the royal Master, leads against the foe;
Forward into battle see His banners go!
Refrain:
Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war,
With the cross of Jesus going on before.
Like a mighty army moves the church of God;
Brothers, we are treading where the saints have trod.
We are not divided, all one body we,
One in hope and doctrine, one in charity.
Crowns and thrones may perish, kingdoms rise and wane,
But the church of Jesus constant will remain.
Gates of hell can never ’gainst that church prevail;
We have Christ’s own promise, and that cannot fail.
Onward then, ye people, join our happy throng,
Blend with ours your voices in the triumph song.
Glory, laud, and honor unto Christ the King,
This through countless ages men and angels sing.
Amen to that!
Go Newt Go - Go - Go!!!!!!
People forget so easily...never underestimate Newt...and especially never underestimate God...
cute story about your daughter ..can tell you raised her right
“KRISSEN SHOULDERS!!!”
How darling!
God bless her and you, sweetest b9!
She’s your grandaughter for sure!
I’m smiling now!!!!!
Sidenote: Did your daughter every ask you about Gladly the Cross-eyed Bear?
Thank you!!!
Hug your baby...