We children happily bounced.
In mellow fragrant leather seating,
Our hearts in anticipation racing
Tuned to the hum of wheels tracing.
Stencils in the dusty soil, and,
Smells of gum tree eucalyptus oil.
The old hall welcomed with timbered doors awide
And we gleeful children rushed inside
Eagerly we clamored to find the best seat
Never dreaming to lie, steal or cheat.
As the old piano pelted out, 'The Fruit Salad Song"
It was a mixture of choruses and we all sang along ~
Smiling faces, hands clapping and heavy feet stomping
Our preacher delighted in the devils swamping
"Jesus the Good Sheppard, tenderly cares for His sheep
So be mindful children, of His promises to keep
Always forgive and love one another
As Jesus tells us,... and Care For Your Brother
Down through the years my memory for verses is strong
Because of that teaching,
The Lay Pastors Morrison,
Kept many from wrong..........
And I am aware as time flashes byThat to learn as a child, on the Word, we rely.
In memory of:
Alec Morrison Srn and Jrn. who without any monetary gain, taught many by example and word, to follow Jesus as Lord.
“Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”