Mary E. Adams

Mary E. Adams

I Sing Because I am Happy

One day I was down in Florida visiting my kids. Ruth, my daughter-in-law, had an old piano...seldom played. But I felt like playing and got out an old hymnbook and was enjoying myself when suddenly my granddaughter, Rebecca, climbed up on the bench beside me. "What are you playing, Grandma?" she asked. "A hymn", I replied. "What is a hymn?" "These are old songs that people wrote long ago...songs about Jesus" I answered her. "Play some more, Grandmother...those are good! I like them!" she said.

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