Dear Friends, I decided that once in a while I am going to post a song that affected me at a particular junction in life and affected me deep down to my core.  This is a picture of a Children’s Sunday School room here in Nigeria.  We do not even  have flannel graph here!

About 1993 one of my then favorite musicians, Geoff Moore,  came out with an album entitled “Home Run”.  I loved this whole album and we even went to see them in concert.  On that record was a song, “Tell Me Again”.  Here are the lyrics, just read them, or google the YouTube Video (which they won’t let me post here).  There is a version posted  by Will Ellett that I just love.  Read the lyrics, they always give me a word picture that reaches straight into my heart and pulls~

“Tell Me Again”
(Words and Music by Geoff Moore and Steven Curtis Chapman)

Verse One
A little boy sitting on a metal folding chair,
In what appears to be a Sunday school room.
He could see that shepherd boy, His sling up in the air,
He could feel that giant hit with a boom.
In that room I saw the Red Sea part,
And two by two animals get in the ark.
And Mrs. Keen gently would say,
The God of the past is still God today.

Chorus
So tell me again of the old, old stories.
Tell me again of the faithful who walked,
In the lions’ den and the fiery furnace,
Of Noah and rainbows and donkeys that talked.
I don’t want to forget so please, tell me again.

Verse Two
A young man sitting at a desk with a wooden chair,
In what appears to be a high school class.
He can see a battlefield there’s giants everywhere
saying, “The Bible is a thing of the past”.
In this new age you believe what you want to believe.
‘Cause god is whatever you want it to be,
And I can hear Mrs. Keen gently say,
The God of the past is still God today.

Chorus
So tell me again of the old, old stories.
Tell me again of the faithful who walked,
In the lions’ den and the fiery furnace,
Of Noah and rainbows and donkeys that talked.
I don’t want to forget so please, tell me again.

Bridge
How the God of the ages,
Turned history’s pages and saw my need.
Tell me again of the shepherds and wise men,
And the star that would lead them to the baby who was born,
So that we could be born again.

Second Chorus
Tell me again of the Gospel story.
Tell me again how the whole world was lost.
How the Only Begotten with grace so amazing,
Gave up His life on an old rugged cross.
I don’t want to forget so please, tell me
Tell me again of the old, old stories.
Tell me again of the faithful who walked.
How the Only Begotten, with grace so amazing,
Gave up His life on an old rugged cross.
I don’t want to forget so please, tell me again.
I don’t want to forget, so please, tell me again.