Out of Storms Come Survivors

📖 The Scoop

ONE THING I HAVE ALWAYS LOVED IS MUSIC all types of music. I must admit, growing up as a teenager during the sixties and early seventies, we listened to some of the best music of all times. It was the Motown era. We listened to groups such as the Temptations, The Miracles, and all of the great ones from Motown.

Christian music has always been a part of my life as well. We always went to church, and like most young people during my time, I sang in the church choir. We did not sing contemporary songs as we do today that add flavor for the younger generation. We sang those old 100's: "I Love the Lord, He Heard My Cry," "I Need Thee Every Hour," "Old Ship of Zion," and "What a Friend We Have in Jesus." I guess to be fair, we did loosen up with "We Are Soldiers." But you get my point. I knew all the words to these songs, just like I knew the words to the Rhythm & Blues songs. However, at that time when I sang the Old 100's, I only sang them with my lips. Little did I know that years later, when I sang them again, they would be straight from my heart. I would then really understand what a friend I actually do have in Jesus, and that I do "need Thee every hour."

The twenties are referred to as roaring, but if I had to name a decade roaring, it would definitely be the nineties for me. The nineties moved in like one of those big F5 Texas tornadoes. It hits hard, and when it leaves, nothing is the same. Sometimes you see it coming, and sometimes it just swoops down on you out of nowhere.

Genre: Biography & Autobiography / Women (fancy, right?)