Sunday hymn pondering- Where it all began

I owe my Mom thanks for this collection of hymns I have. I have received a few as gifts from my husband, but most of them came from her. My favorite is the one with the celtic cross called 'The Hymnbook'. This is the book of hymns which I wrote about here. The church I grew up in had a bell tower with a dozen or more bells. Enough to play a simple melody. Many mornings, I would ring the bells with the help of a small keyboard, electronically attached to the bells, causing them to ring the melody I played. And in playing the melodies, the Lord engraved the words and His truth on my heart.

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