Sharing Our Gifts Belonging To You

Belonging To You

What would I do without you?
Where would I go, east or west, north or south?
I’d be lost in a world cold and lonely at best;
Wandering, and confused by unrest.
When suddenly I hear your tender voice,
“Rejoice and be glad for you belong to me.”

Belonging to you, Lord. Yes, belonging to you. I was born from your heart; there’s no doubt in my mind. Going home to your mansions when my last breath is done is a gift from our Father to his daughters and sons.

I cry out to you in trembling and fear.
My God! My God!
Why have you forsaken me?
There’s a God-sized hole in my heart.
Then, tenderly you whispered in my heart,
“My child!
Oh, my child the desert will lead to me.”

Belonging to you, Lord. Yes, belonging to you. I was born from your heart; there’s no doubt in my mind. Going home to your mansions when my last breath is done, is a gift from our Father to his daughters and sons.

The gift of your love brings me life and
freedom from sin and despair.
For I’m washed in your blood,
Pure and holy in your sight and your grace
Is sufficient for me.
Then blessed by your peace my heart sings its’ song:
Rejoice and be glad for I belong to you.
COPYRIGHT Words/Music inspired by and dedicated to the Holy Trinity by Marilyn McCann

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Marilyn McCann Inspires with Poetry as Well as MusicMarilyn McCann Inspires with Poetry as Well as Music

Our Music Director, Marilyn McCann, also writes songs and poems of praise. This piece is one of her recent works she kindly shared with SGIUMC for our website.

FORGIVEN

Upon the Cross I gave you my life.
Upon the Cross I called you by name.
Upon the Cross my love for you displayed.
Live in peace.
Your sins are forgiven.

Forgiven by you, Lord. Yes, forgiven by you. I’m claiming my new life. My soul, Lord, forever with you. Filled with your Spirit my lips sing your praise, since now I am living forgiven by you.

At the foot of the Cross
I worship you.
At the foot of the Cross
Your blood claims my soul.
At the foot of the Cross
Faith and hope are renewed since,
I’m forgiven by you.

Forgiven by you, Lord. Yes, forgiven by you. I’m claiming my new
Life. My soul, Lord, forever with you. Filled with your Spirit my lips sing your praise, since now I am living forgiven by you. *

 

We Have Forgiveness Through His Blood

 

Another of Marilyn’s poems, “Resting in His Everlasting Arms” was published by the Apalachicola Times in November 2016. That wasn’t the first time she has been published locally. In honor of the 15th anniversary of the 9/11 terrorist attack, the Times published a poem Marilyn wrote soon after the tragedy, titled “Hallowed Ground.”

 

* COPYRIGHT Words / Music inspired by and dedicated to the
Holy Trinity by
Marilyn McCann

 

Tom Loughridge Delighted Audiences with His Direction of The Time of Your LifeTom Loughridge Delighted Audiences with His Direction of The Time of Your Life

Tom Loughridge and Liz Sisung at rehearsals for The Time of Your Life

 Our own Tom Loughridge directed The Panhandle Players of the Forgotten Coast in the classic Pulitzer Prize winning drama The Time of Your Life, by William Saroyan, at the historic Chapman Auditorium in Apalachicola, at Hwy 98 and 12th Street on Friday and Saturday, Feb. 10 and 11 at 7:30 pm, and Sunday, Feb. 12 at 3:00 pm.

An article in the Apalachicola Times offered a perfect description for the play:

Set in a run down, Depression-era waterfront cabaret, namely the “Pacific Street Saloon, Restaurant, and Entertainment Palace,” the action offers juke box music, dancing, and a piano player tickling the ivories for the down-and-out denizens, working stiffs, and slumming upper-crust of San Francisco who come through its doors to find hope, love and second chances along with their beer, wine, and double Scotches. They each have a tale to tell. They each are uplifted by, and find solace in one another. The play’s theme is best expressed by William Saroyan himself, “In the time of your life, live—so that in that wondrous time you shall not add to the misery and sorrow of the world, but shall smile to the infinite delight and mystery of it.”

Tom wanted to direct The Time of Your Life for a very long time. At Ohio’s Denison Summer Theatre in 1949, Tom saw The Time of Your Life staged in a tent theater where “June bugs flew in front of the lights and crickets could be heard outside.” At age 15, it was his first experience seeing a stage play and he was hooked. Twenty-six years later, he appeared as the Kit Carson character in The Colorado West Players production of the play.

Tom Loughridge (left) played Kit Carson in a 1975 production

And now, in 2017, with the assistance of Liz Sisung, he gathered an ensemble cast from Franklin and Gulf Counties to play 23 idiosyncratic characters in this Panhandle Players production.

The production was met with a very positive response. Tom’s hard work and determination paid off as audiences and critics alike were delighted at each performance of The Time of Your Life. We can’t wait to see what Tom has in store for us next!

 

One Little StarOne Little Star

One Little Star

By Marilyn McCann

Just one little star glimmers through the inky darkness of the
night sky, lifting the shadows from my spirit and making me
smile. Since I was a child, I have loved the velvet softness of
twilight and the shroud of darkness as it gently falls upon the
earth. So, this was no small gift to me. Often sick as a little
girl, I was required to go to bed very early and there was
held captive by the glorious even-song of robins, raised as
hymns of praise to our Creator. Then, as darkness fell and
my sister slept in the next bed, I would tiptoe to the bedroom
window to gaze with awe and a deep sense of yearning at
the moon and stars in all their glory. Then and now there is
peace that descends upon my heart like velvet to my soul as
the sun sets, the moon rises and the stars make their grand
entrance; all in praise of the great I AM. It is the time of day I
always feel immensely close to God, even though I KNOW
he is present in every sunrise of every day. But I see
sunrise as a promise and sunset, moon rise as the answer to
that promise. Because just as the moon reflects and gathers
its’ inner glow from the sun, so we too reflect life giving light
from God’s very own precious Son. Pure gift!
Yes, tonight one little star brought a smile to my lips and joy
and peace to my heart, as once again I experience the
awesome tenderness and generosity of God’s love for me
expressed in the magnificence of the night sky.
Sun, moon and stars, by their very being, invite us to join
them in their worship-full praise of our Creator, while at the
same time providing us glimpses of the wondrous Love of
our very own Father God.