the penny march

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GO YE…   The Great Commission:  “All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you.  And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.” 

COME WITH ME TO  “the old country church” of my childhood.

THE PENNY MARCH.  Look at them letting “their little lights shine,” while singing, Jesus Loves the Little Children of the World.”  See that little four-year-old going down with two pennies in his right hand and his little sister’s hand in his left.  Watch him stop and give one of the pennies to her as he teaches her what giving is.  But seein’ as how a penny is just a penny and the process took up at least three minutes time it went out long before big churches came in.  It really would be impossible now with three hundred kids—but if it were a dollar-march, maybe so.  I jest!  The penny march was for missions.  Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world.  Red and yellow, black and white, all are precious in his sight.  Jesus loves the little children of the world. 

IT BOGGLES MY MIND that there were churches who did not (and perhaps, do not) welcome all of those colors into their churches.  I find that integration of the church is true in spirit, law, and heart, but sometimes not in practice since communities still dictate to a large extent who comes to a local church.  However, a quick scan of many large churches who draw from a large area, will show that many have succeeded in truly being integrated.  That has been a change worth keeping!

JESUS LOVES THE LITTLE CHILDREN (AND THE BIG PEOPLE) OF THE WORLD.

 

 

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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4 Responses to the penny march

  1. Faye says:

    All the children of the world……May it someday be…….HE died for ALL. To the Cross they will come the jewish children, and the muslim as well as all the red, yellow black and white. All peoples. One Church, one Bride, one Kingdom. One KING. Thank God the Spirit lives in us. Then we can see the picture. One Spirit one Lord, One King, ONE KINGDOM.
    God Bless you Oneta……thanks for the blog, Keep writing. x

  2. oneta hayes says:

    Thank you, Faye. I also appreciate your comments from the “amen” corner.

  3. calensariel says:

    That’s a beautiful story, and even brings back some similar memories…

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