When I was a kid, a highlight of the long winter was the weekend in Jan, Feb, or March when my parents paid for a hotel room on a Friday night. We would pack up our stuff (especially swimsuits!) and drive the five or so miles to Burnsville to stay at the Howard Johnson's Motor Lodge. It had a SWIMMING POOL! We were in Heaven! We put on our swimsuits and spent hours on Friday night and more time on Saturday morning swimming, splashing, and warming up in the hot tub. We called it "Ho Jo's Mo Lo" for short. Great memories! If/when I come across a photo from that era, I'll add it.
It's weird for me to think that my perception of childhood was that we weren't very musical . . . and yet I keep having memories of songs from my childhood! Yesterday the song "It's Me, Oh Lord" came to mind and I started singing it. What a blast from the 70s! I know we sang it as part of the worship music at St. Joan of Arc Church, but I also wish I could have a conversation with my parents about the words. It definitely stems from Matthew 7:3-5 about taking the log from your own eye before trying to remove the splinter from someone else's. (Actually, I say "definitely" because that's my own perspective. Perhaps I'm way off!) Anyhow, I can absolutely say that I need prayer. Every day, every hour of the day. We sang this song a lot - mostly at church, but at other times, too. It's a good reminder that I am in need of prayer. I need God's grace, love, and mercy. I wonder what my parents thought about this song. Here's a link ...
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