A Smile And A Song

Exodus 15:1
1 Then sang Moses and the children of Israel this song unto the Lord, and spake, saying,
I will sing unto the Lord, for he hath triumphed gloriously: the horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea.

Revelation 15:3
3 And they sing the song of Moses the servant of God, and the song of the Lamb, saying, Great and marvellous are thy works, Lord God Almighty; just and true are thy ways, thou King of saints.

These two verses mark the first and last time that a song is mentioned in Scripture. Each a song to God, each a song of victory and praise, and each mention a Man Of God.

In this case it was Moses. In the case of my life, when it comes to a song, it's Kenny Pruitt. Because of him, a song has been part of my days, all of my years. Which is funny, considering I can't carry a tune, but he always could.

I wasn't there early on, but I believe Dad just always sang. I don't remember a time that didn't involve, either a song, or him writing one. That part fascinated me. He could write a song, it seemed out of anything.

All of them, were like the ones in these verses, a praise to The God he loved, and taught me too as well. I can mark the periods of my life with lyrics. Each hold a special moment for me.

When I was little, it was him singing other people's words. There was the old song Lily Of The Valley. A little later, it was Stroll Over Heaven With You, and a recitation honoring his Dad. I love recitations because of this song.

Next, How Great Thou Art, and The Lighthouse. An yes, Kenny Pruitt is who taught me to love Kenny Hinson. Though that only took hitting the play button on the tape.

Then were his words, the songs Dad wrote I'll never forget. From Stumbling Blocks to Stepping Stones, to Our God Will Provide For His Own, each unforgettable to me. Every song, not only a praise, but a unique representation of Dad. He didn't plan it, but it's true.

In The Reason For The Chain, Dad showed his passion, for God, and for the ministry. Bishop Dean Livingston preached a masterpiece of a Message on the Apostle Paul, and Dad penned one of my favorites of his songs. Kenny Pruitt never kept a big organized file, just a small songbook with handwritten lyrics, the tune came from his heart.

How do you honor a Dad who's a singer and songwriter when you can't find a key, much less stay on it? You do what only those who can't in the presence of those who can, do, applaud. I've been cheering for my parents all of my life, learning, loving, and listening. A smile, and a song describe Dad about as good as anything could.

I didn't get your voice Dad, and you know I can't harmonize like Megan and Tyler. Still, neither one can clap louder or longer for you than me, they're too busy singing with you. I get to watch, listen, and enjoy the music. Happy Birthday Dad, we love you very much!