make known among the nations what he has done.
9 Sing to him, sing praise to him;
tell of all his wonderful acts.
10 Glory in his holy name;
let the hearts of those who seek the Lord rejoice.
11 Look to the Lord and his strength;
seek his face always.
|Eight Sided Tabernacle in Falcon, North Carolina (Public Domain)|
Last fall I published a blog post (10-16-13) about Linda Gibson Johnson and her music ministry.
That blog entry included her song "I Got Saved In The Old Time Way" from her Tear Off The Roof CD.
At the time of that post, I'd been able to find little information about her on-line, but did find an address from a bebo.com entry about her, which included an address for her ministry:
"Where There's Smoke..." Music Ministries
P.O. Box 3029 Sizerock
|Pastor Eli Sanders "testifies" in 1946 (Public Domain)|
More recently, I finally sent off a snail-mail letter to that address asking for info about CD's etc and included the web-address for my 10-16-13 post about her, and my e-mail address.
Yesterday I was delighted to find an e-mail from her.
She is indeed very much still alive and ministering!
She wrote that, now and then, she travels and ministers in the same circles as Sharon Brock, in Kentucky and Ohio.
(please refer to my 10-30-13 post about Sister Brock)
Sister Johnson's e-mail indicated that she has three CD's:
Fire, Tear Off the Roof and It Still Takes Old-Time Religion.
- (Note: At this time (4-5-14) her first two CD's are on re-order)
Her CD's are available by writing her at the address above and including a check or money order for $12.00.
And if you're able to, I encourage you to include a donation for her ministry as well!
Here's Linda Gibson Johnson and "I Call Him My Everything" from her Tear Off The Roof CD (lyrics below):
I Call Him My Everything - Lyrics
Pharisees called Him a devil,
'Cause He brushed their doctrines aside,
Soldiers called Him the king of the Jews,
And mocked Him as He hung and died,
Pilate called Him an innocent man,
Tried to wash blood off his hands,
The crowd called aloud that day,
Saying crucify that man,
But I call Him Father, Friend,
The Beginning and the End,
I call Him my Constant Companion,
He's been there through the thick and thin,
I call Him when there ain't nobody,
When it's just me and Him,
And I call Him my everything,
Folks 'round about that village,
Called Him a carpenter's son,
Mary called Him her baby boy,
Every evening when the day was done,
The blind man called Him, "Son Of David,
Please have mercy on me",
He made the lame to walk and the dumb to talk,
And He made that blind man see,
Now, I called Him at an old time altar,
When I fell down on my knees,
And I called Him in the good times,
And the bad times in between,
I called Him to heal my body,
And I called Him to ease my mind,
I called Him in the midnight hour,
And He showed up right on time,
Thanks for stopping by!