The Scouts have been doing Aviation Merit Badge all weekend. It's been quite fun and they've learned a lot. Meanwhile, I've been wracking my brains on how to include the theme in the worship service. Now, sometimes worship gets itself organized by inspiration, but most of the time I have to work at it. As I left the airport this evening, an old RAF ditty was running through my head, which I don't think you'll find in many hymnals.
The Bells of Hell go ting-a-ling-a-lingThis service is going to take a little more work, I'm guessing.
For you but not for me:
For me the angels sing-a-ling-a-ling,
They've got the goods for me.
Oh! Death, where is thy sting-a-ling-a-ling?
Oh! Grave, thy victory?
The Bells of Hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling
For you but not for me.