Little David... the 80's weren't all big hair and bad clothes

The 80's weren't all about big hair and bad clothes. Although, looking back at pictures there was plenty of that to go around. During those years there were some wonderful songs written in Southern Gospel music. Today's post is about just that...

The below favorite from my childhood became our lullaby for naptime today. The toddler in my lap requested "Jericho" (Joshua fought the Battle of Jericho), and I obliged. After a while, the Sunday school songs ran out. It was then that this song came to mind.

Sweet memories flood my heart when I think of this song... or when I hear it, which is very rare. In my mind's eye I see my mother singing in church, which happened often when I was a child. This was one she sang often. It's simple message rang true in my heart then, as it does now.

May the little ones we sing to, and share stories with, know the power of the simple messages of the Bible.
May those truths resonate in tiny lives, that they may be strong and bold in Christ.



LITTLE DAVID
by Sandy Knight

Little David, oh, so small,
Goliath, oh, so tall,
Odds were just too high, poor little David.
So he shook off all of his load
For with the power of God he was clothed,
He said, "The battle's not mine; I give it to You; 
Lord, it's Thine." 

Wednesdays with Jesus - In Christ Alone by the Newsboys

I absolutely love the words to this worship song and the cadence of the Newsboys version. Enjoy!

Newsboys - In Christ Alone

In Christ alone my hope is found

He is my light, my strength, my song
This Cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm

What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand

In Christ alone, who took on flesh
Fullness of God in helpless babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save

Til on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live

There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again

And as He stands in victory
Sins curse has lost its grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ

No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From lifes first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny

No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
Til He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ Ill stand

Songwriters
GIBB, BARRY / GIBB, MAURICE ERNEST

You Love Me Anyway

I am the lyrics lover. The words to a song often speak to me as much as well written music.

Have you heard You Loved Me Anyway by Sidewalk Prophets? If you haven't you should listen to it. It plays often on the radio and I have the CD at home, but every time I hear it I am stopped by this little section:

I am the thorn in Your crown
But You love me anyway
I am the sweat from Your brow
But You love me anyway
I am the nail in Your wrist
But You love me anyway
I am Judas' kiss
But You love me anyway

We often hear about the thorns and the nails, and even about the drops of blood that Jesus sweat as he pleaded with the Father in Gethsemane.  But how often do we think about Judas' kiss??  Somehow the other references do not effect me as that one does.  Maybe it's because we've heard about them so much, or maybe it's because the kiss is a physical act.  I hear this section of the song and I see myself in Judas' shoes.  I betray my Master more than I would care to admit, but he loves me any way. 

Here's the chorus:

But You love me anyway
It's like nothing in life that I've ever known
You love me anyway
Oh Lord, how You love me
How You love me

Think about it.  He loves us anyway... like nothing in this life we've ever know!