(A VISION FOR CHRISTIAN SONG, by Ken Bible; p.46)
Treasure the Past
Here in my office are two old harmonicas. My great grandfather, William Asbury Graves, used to
play them in his little church in Chariton, Iowa. As a hymn writer, I treasure these reminders of
my musical heritage.
The harmonicas were passed on to me through my Uncle Melvin. He served in the U.S. Navy in
World War II. On January 5, 1945, his ship was struck by a kamikaze plane and sank within an
hour. He was picked up by another ship, which was then also sunk by a kamikaze plane. Within
24 hours, Uncle Melvin had had two ships blown from beneath him.
In the predawn darkness he floated and swam, sustained by a life jacket. I can only imagine the
fears that swirled around him in those hours. But old hymns came to mind, and he began to
sing. Imagine the deep meaning of these prayers as they welled up in his heart:
My Faith looks up to Thee,
Thou Lamb of Calvary,
Now hear me while I pray;
Take all my guilt away.
let me from this day