Take a trip back with me to my old fashioned Pentecostal Holiness Church, membership about fifty to eighty most services. I remind you that “services” for us meant two hours long so we had time for group singing, special singing, children’s singing. We had time for sharing our woes and victories in the form of payer requests, testimonies, and “inserts” for audience members as the Spirit moved them.

This is a fun piece regarding testimonies, prayer requests, and “inserts” for singers as they felt moved upon.

A BIT FROM THE PAST. REMEMBER WHEN? We sang choruses during testimony time.

Testimony “I’ve had a hard time this week, but I’m getting along.” Sing: Standing Somewhere in the Shadows You’ll Find Jesus.

“I’m saved, sanctified, and filled with the Holy Ghost.” Sing: Glory to His Name.

“ The devil has been after me this week, remember me in your prayers.” Sing: Do, Lord, Oh Do, Lord, Oh, Do Remember Me.

“I’ve come through with victory after that bad time I was having.” Sing: While I was praying Somebody touched me. While I was praying Somebody touched me. While I was praying Somebody touched me. Must’a been the hand of the Lord.

And do we now have jokes about testimony time! Some really are funny! “Pray for Aunt Mary. She’s been in bed all week with the doctor.”

But there was something special about them when they were happening. Similar to the therapy, bonding, and instruction in “cell groups.” I’m sure glad they had a place for me.

One more thing that is quite important. That is where I learned that Jesus loves me, He died and He rose again. And He said He will come back again. I believe it and I am waiting. John 14:3 And if I go … will come again and receive you to Myself that where I am you may be also.

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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  1. capost2k says:

    This was much more “the Church” than today’s performance driven “worship” services of professional musicians under spotlights in cave-like settings similar to catacombs.
    Each person could feel part of the body of Christ, and though we may never go back to a song leader waving his arm in 4/4 time and testimonies in the legacy churches, we NEED that kind of interaction. Thus, the development of ‘cell groups’ where we “encourage one another and build one another up.” (1Thessalonians 5:11) “When you come together, each one has a hymn, a lesson, a revelation, a tongue, or an interpretation. Let all things be done for building up.” (1 Corinthians 14:26) 😉
    “Give Me That Old Time Religion!”
    ❤️&🙏, c.a.

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