Avalon, Baptist Women's Sunday, and connecting thoughts.

So keystone, the church we go to while at school, had Baptist women's Sunday this morning. Basically all that means is that the women (and i mean every single woman, including myself and libby who were also roped into it) sing in the choir, pass the plates, do the announcements, and one of the ladies got up and spoke about what it is to be a woman of the word, walk, works, and wisdom. (before you think i am a heretic going to some church with a woman preacher, she was called our speaker of the day, which of course made me giggle because you know the baptist make it clear.) She was sharing her testimony and called the ladies in the church who have mentored her. Ladies were crying everywhere, including of course, me. It got me thinking about the people who have been mentors in my life. What a praise-worthy good thing that the Lord would bless me with such women to push and pull me along in my walk.

Also, the women did a slideshow and the song, My Jesus, I love Thee was playing (Charles Billingsley was singing it, who by the way i think is the man, his version is so worth listening to ) but this all led me to look up that hymn online and i ran across an old version done by Avalon ( which is beautiful) but it reminded me of the days when Avalon was "the" group. My sister and i used to listen to them...i remember distinctively riding in her old Honda on the way to church listening to Avalon before youth choir. The memory made me smile, seeing is how my sister is half-way across the world, and in November i am getting married.. sheesh where has the time gone?

1. My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine;
   For Thee all the follies of sin I resign;
   My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art Thou;
   If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.
2. I love Thee because Thou hast first loved me,
   And purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree;
   I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow;
   If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.
3. I’ll love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death,
   And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me breath;
   And say when the death dew lies cold on my brow,
   If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.
4. In mansions of glory and endless delight,
   I’ll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright;
   I’ll sing with the glittering crown on my brow,
   If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.