you are welcome ----- Original Message ----- From: "Sugarsyl" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Wednesday, August 08, 2007 2:38 PM Subject: [RecipesAndMore] Re: This is long, but it is perty
> > Oh Delma, > so beautiful!! > I have always sang this song at church, by Crystal Lewis, and now I know > what the song stands for, and the story behind it. > Thanks so much > Syl > > Sugar Syl Says: > The kindness you spread today > will be gathered up and returned to you tomorrow. > > > > ----- Original Message ----- > From: "delma bliss" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> > To: <[email protected]> > Sent: Wednesday, August 08, 2007 11:32 AM > Subject: [RecipesAndMore] This is long, but it is perty > > >> >> >> THE BIRTH OF THE SONG >> THE BIRTH OF THE SONG "PRECIOUS LORD" >> Back in 1932 I was 32 years old and a fairly new husband. My wife, >> Nettie, and I were living in a little apartment on Chicago's Southside. >> One hot August afternoon I had to go to St. Louis, where I was to be the >> featured soloist at a large revival meeting. >> I didn't want to go. Nettie was in the last month of pregnancy with our >> first child. But a lot of people were expecting me in St. Louis. >> I kissed Nettie good-bye, clattered downstairs to our Model A and, in a >> fresh Lake Michigan breeze, chugged out of Chicago on Route 66. >> However, outside the city, I discovered that in my anxiety at leaving, I >> had forgotten my music case. I wheeled around and headed back. I found >> Nettie sleeping peacefully. I hesitated by her bed; something was >> strongly telling me to stay. But eager to get on my way, and not wanting >> to disturb Nettie, I shrugged off the feeling and quietly slipped out of >> the room with my music. >> The next night, in the steaming St. Louis heat, the crowd called on me >> to sing again and again. When I finally sat down, a messenger boy ran up >> with a Western Union telegram. I ripped open the envelope. >> Pasted on the yellow sheet were the words: YOUR WIFE JUST DIED. >> People were happily singing and clapping around me, but I could hardly >> keep from crying out. I rushed to a phone and called home. >> All I could hear on the other end was "Nettie is dead. Nettie is dead." >> When I got back, I learned that Nettie had given birth to a boy. I swung >> between grief and joy. >> Yet that night, the baby died. I buried Nettie and our little both >> together, in the same casket. Then I fell apart. >> For days I closeted myself. I felt that God had done me an injustice. I >> didn't want to serve Him any more or write gospel songs. I just wanted to >> go back to that jazz world I once knew so well. But then, as I hunched >> alone in that dark apartment those first sad days, I thought back to the >> afternoon I went to St. Louis. Something kept telling me to stay with >> Nettie. >> Was that something God? Oh, if I had paid more attention to Him that >> day, I would have stayed and been with Nettie when she died. From that >> moment on I vowed to listen more closely to Him. But still I was lost in >> grief. >> Everyone was kind to me, especially a friend, Professor Fry, who seemed >> to know what I needed. On the following Saturday evening he took me up to >> Malone's Poro College, a neighborhood music school. It was quiet; the >> late evening sun crept through the curtained windows. I sat down at the >> piano, and my hands began to browse over the keys. Something happened to >> me then. I felt at peace. I felt as though I could reach out and touch >> God. I found myself playing a melody, one into my head-they just seemed >> to fall into place: >> Precious Lord, take my hand, >> lead me on, let me stand, >> I am tired, I am weak, I am worn, >> Through the storm, through the night >> lead me on to the light, >> Take my hand, precious Lord, >> Lead me home. >> As the Lord gave me these words and melody, He also healed my spirit. I >> learned that when we are in our deepest grief, when we feel farthest from >> God, this is when He is closest, and when we are most open to His >> restoring power. And so I go on living for God willingly and joyfully, >> until that day comes when He will take me and gently lead me home. >> -Tommy Dorsey/ "The Birth of "Precious Lord" >> by Tommy A. Dorsey, GUIDEPOST >> It's not over, scroll down. >> Sometimes our greatest and most accurate observations about God come in >> moments of utter despair and desperation, when life seems futile and God >> seems silent. Such was the case for Tommy Dorsey. Such was the case for >> the Psalmist. Perhaps this is your experience as well. >> God is never gone. He is always present, ready to render aid to those >> who will seek and accept His type of help. Our problem, perhaps, is that >> when we are out of options with only one hope left-God, we seem to tell >> him exactly how He should get us out of the mess we got ourselves into. >> We need to let God be God. >> Let Him, from His eternal perspective and heavenly vantage, choose the >> solution to our woes. He will never let you down or leave you. Remember >> the poem "Foot Prints"? when you see only a pair of footprints in the >> sand, don't assume that they are yours. In fact, at the times you called >> out to God and let Him help you, those footprints are the Lord's as He >> carries you. >> I pray that your week will be blessed. Reach out to someone in pain or >> sorrow this week. Let them know how very much our Lord loves them. Be a >> visible reminder of the compassion and mercy that God has for us. >> Be encouraged!! >> Back to Story Room >> ~Please share this page with a Friend~ >> God gives us the gift of faith to share. May we give it to others in the >> loving spirit in which it was given to us. Sharing is caring. >> >> __._,_.___ Delma >> >> >> > > > > > > > > -- > No virus found in this incoming message. > Checked by AVG Free Edition. > Version: 7.5.476 / Virus Database: 269.11.8/941 - Release Date: 8/7/2007 > 4:06 PM > > --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ Access the Recipes And More list archives at: http://www.mail-archive.com/recipesandmore%40googlegroups.com/ Visit the group home page at: http://groups.google.com/group/RecipesAndMore -~----------~----~----~----~------~----~------~--~---
