Blog # 55 APRIL 21, 2018
Last week was a very exciting and memorable time for me. I went back to my roots.
Back to the old home place on Bear Creek where I discovered America
in our old farm house. Even though the house is gone and the area has totally changed with the heels of progress all around, the waters of Bear Creek are still flowing as they did when I was a boy playing in the clean, clear water and crossing the bridge in our old Model A Ford. Back then the road leading to our place was red clay where we would get stuck after a big rain.
I was very disappointed to find the old spring where I drank the cool clear water flowing from the hillside above as a boy was gone. It was an amazing spring that had been flowing for many years. My dad said he started drinking from that spring when he was a little boy. My heart
sank when I saw it had been filled in. However, I was thrilled and excited to find the old artesian well near by that dates back to my great, great grandparents, was still flowing with four fountains. I first drank from those fountains over 75 years ago.
I went back to the two Methodist churches of my childhood, Pleasant Springs and Bear Creek. Precious memories flooded my soul as I remembered my two saintly grandmothers shouting in the center aisle during the August big meeting time as people came forward to kneel at the big c-shaped altar seeking the Lord God.
I strolled through the two cemeteries where my grandparents are buried. I was thrilled to discover that both cemeteries are being well cared for, and really looked great. My dad would always make sure all four graves of my grandparents were free from weeds and growth.
We tried to cross Bear Creek to the north of the Kirby home place to the home place of my mother. It was sad to discover that the road crossing Bear Creek was closed because the bridge was out and became a dead end. The house of my childhood set on a hill overlooking Bear Creek. It really was a beautiful setting for a productive farming family. As a kid I loved the place and had fun playing in the barn with the horses and cows. I thought of the Sunday the new young pastor of Pleasant Springs came to our house for Sunday dinner. While he and my dad and I were waiting on the front porch for mother to finish preparing the meal, I got madder than a hornet when that “preacher” took a plug of tobacco out of his pocket and began to chew, spitting in our yard. I ran into the house and told my mother what was happening. I will tell you all about it in the next blog.
It really is fun to chase your roots!
Blog # 55 APRIL 21, 2018.
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MORE AND MORE AND MORE, I’M FEELING THE BURDEN OF A COUNTRY (A WORLD) BELEAGUERED AND TORMENTED BY SIN… a world created by God without sin, originally. But sin entered that Garden of Paradise, and my, how it has spread. In fact the whole earth fails to see the glory of God; instead, it is blinded by Satan. Sin has covered the earth.
God, through His Son, Jesus Christ, paid the penalty for the sins of the whole human race. For 2000 or so years, man has had the free will and the opportunity to choose redemption OR languish in his/her sins. But just as Judas rejected redemption, so have many...too many. We NEED TO PRAY.
Sin has spread like a fast-growing cancer. It has consumed the mind, emotion, will and actions of its subjects. Oh, how we need that healing balm of Gilead. O God, heal us of this devastating cancer of sin.
Where are God’s people? Where is the church? Where are the prayer warriors? Where are the burdened?
Dear Jesus, please help us! We are desperate. Save our nation, our world. Your Word tells us that You are not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance. Send a great revival, worldwide! May Your amazing grace and plenteous mercy win the hearts of the lost. May our prayers send conviction upon the lost. Help us, Jesus, to stand in the gap for our nation, our world. Amen.
All one has to do is read the newspapers and watch the news on TV to know the dire sickness of a town, a city, a county, a state, a nation, even a world. To be continued...in a few weeks. Please join me in prayer for our nation, our world.
Blog # 56 APRIL 28, 2018.
Blog # 56 APRIL 28, 2018.
CELEBRATING THE 80TH BIRTHDAY OF A FRIEND
Charles and I are in the mountains. We have joined others celebrating a college friend’s 80th birthday. His name is Eugene King. Not only have Gene and his wife Peggy, pastored Nazarene churches, but Gene went on to become a chaplain, serving his Lord and his country, in Germany. It is a joy for us to celebrate this momentous occasion with them.
I am in no way, giving you a complete account of his (their) life journey. Just know, they are still serving God. In retirement, they faithfully have a Sunday Morning service at a Nursing Home in the area. They have taught classes in some Christian schools/colleges. Peggy faithfully sings in a church choir. Good people!!!
We brought him a gift from Florida. Hopefully, it will be fun to look at; and it will prove to be a great memory for them on the rest of their life’s journey.
May I take this opportunity to wish Gene and all our April birthday friends, a great celebration, good health, and an extension of years. Here’s a lyric from a familiar song for you all. “I want to wish you a Happy Birthday…..from the bottom of my heart!”. From Charles and Me.
Blog # 57 May 5, 2018.
Blog # 57 May 5, 2018.
BACK AT OUR SMOKY MOUNTAIN PARADISE
FINALLY, the cabin is beginning to look a lot more like home. When we come back to the mountains for an extended stay, there are several things we must do to make our cabin feel and look like home; the reason being, that we rent it out when we are not there, so we store our personal things in the basement. Here’s the routine.
1. Go to the basement, bring up the personal items.
2. Incorporate those items along with the other items we have brought from Florida. And lest we forget,
3. Go buy groceries. Stock our freezer and our “make-do” pantry with shelf items. And
4. Organize our business corner with small desk, laptop, printer, supplies, etc.
Next we take it easy. Oh, there’s always something to do, like mow the lawn, water the flowers, and whatever comes under the umbrella of upkeep of the property. So, what about taking it easy? Well, taking a day at a time, doing what retired folks do; such as, sitting in the swing, viewing the mountains, greeting our neighbors, going out to eat at our two favorite restaurants, Carver’s Apple House and the Old Mill (I could name a few more.), getting together with our Smoky Mtn. friends, going to DollyWood, worshipping on Sundays at our 2 favorite churches, First Baptist, Sevierville and Morristown, strange thing ...some song keeps popping up in my head…”If it keeps getting better and better oh Lord, I don’t know what I’m gonna’ do.”
Now don’t slack off on your praying for us, thinking that God is too good to us. Well, we do know for a fact that God is good to us. And, we are so thankful. He’s good to you, too. He’s faithful yesterday, today, and forever. We all, can count on Him. Keep serving Jesus. He’s our greatest Friend and Supplier. He’s our only hope.
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Sittin’ on the porch, listening to the birds sing, as we wait for the deer, at our TN Mtn. home. Ya’ll come see us, you hear???
Blog # 58 May 12, 2018
Blog # 58 May 12, 2018