Monday, November 7, 2016
All Saints' Sunday
Way, way back in the 5th grade, the first song I learned to play on my saxophone was When the Saints Go Marching In.
I was no Louis Armstrong, but his fusion of gospel and jazz must have resonated with my formative eleven year old soul. (And it was not a difficult tune to master!)
Oh, when the saints go marching in,
Oh, how I want to be in that number,
When the saints go marching in.
This past Sunday was our annual remembrance of the saints who have graced our lives. I have been blessed to have so many saints marching around me - leading, teaching, prodding and protecting. I remember them in these prayers.