It will be our second Sunday of Lent this Sunday. The youth handbell will praise "Here I am to worship" as a call to worship and the chancel choir will lift up " Once upon a Tree". This week lectionary reading is from Gospel Mark 8:31-38. Jesus taught His disciples that He will be rejected, be killed, and rise again after three days. And told them "If any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me."
Our anthem is basically telling the Passion of Christ as a story. I have prayed that we all be humble, deny ourselves, take up our cross, and follow Him especially in this Lent.
Once Upon A Tree
Once upon a tree, a good man died, and though He did no crime, He was crucified. If the story ended there, I would have no song to share, but my heart will ever sing the story. Once upon a tree, so the story goes, and all its mystery surely no one knows. Could the Father's will be done through the suffering of His Son? And there comes the answer, " Once upon a tree." For God so loved the world, He gave His priceless pearl. What greater love could there be? He died, He rose again, still the story doesn't end, for His spirit is living in me. What tales of human love could there ever be told? What song could compare with the one I hold? Through everything I am and through everything I'll be, let me sing my story; " Once upon a tree. Once upon a tree."
Our anthem is basically telling the Passion of Christ as a story. I have prayed that we all be humble, deny ourselves, take up our cross, and follow Him especially in this Lent.
Once Upon A Tree
Once upon a tree, a good man died, and though He did no crime, He was crucified. If the story ended there, I would have no song to share, but my heart will ever sing the story. Once upon a tree, so the story goes, and all its mystery surely no one knows. Could the Father's will be done through the suffering of His Son? And there comes the answer, " Once upon a tree." For God so loved the world, He gave His priceless pearl. What greater love could there be? He died, He rose again, still the story doesn't end, for His spirit is living in me. What tales of human love could there ever be told? What song could compare with the one I hold? Through everything I am and through everything I'll be, let me sing my story; " Once upon a tree. Once upon a tree."
