Last Week’s News – Things are about the same as always on Little Creek, except some things are different. Some things have been made right, some hearts have been made glad and we have been made to know that Jesus is Lord and if you ask with faith believing it shall be to you. Praise be to God for the additions to our church and as for myself, I want it known that I was in church Sunday with my children, except for one who lives away and with a dear daughter-in-law, a grandson, and several old friends and new ones and many nieces and nephews. It was a very good day.
After services we stayed for dinner and fellowship. It was pretty chilly and so we didn’t stay until 4, as we have done before, but headed home for warmth and rest.
The benefit fish fry and auction for Fannon Cemetery was well attended Saturday and with the hard work of some and generosity of many the total far exceeded expectations. Our cemetery is kept looking beautiful, but it takes funds for the upkeep and the committee had been operating without enough money. We appreciate the organizers, the contributors, the cooks and other workers, the musicians, and all who participated for a successful outcome. Congratulations to Leah Haskins on winning the beautiful quilt made by Jean Frye and Lunabelle Frye White and her daughter, Sue. Jamie Dry donated the top, and I hemmed the quilt. Leah also bought the auctioned quilt and so now both quilts will be appreciated on these cool nights of autumn.
So you see my weekend was so very good and I was tired Monday and slept an hour or so while Vonda, my housekeeper, tidied up the house. She brightens up 4 of my days each week and I look forward to having her in my home. We converse and work and so I’m never lonely. I appreciate Vonda for her cheerful presence as much as for the sparkling clean house she keeps for me, and I most especially like the way she sets my hair. So you might say she is my housekeeper, my cook sometimes, my psychologist and my beautician and my shopper. I have had two angels among many sent my way in the disguise of Teresa and Vonda, and I am publicly giving them my appreciation. The Lord is good to me.
I would like to tell Lorene Maloney that I appreciate the letter and her concern. No, Lorene, I wasn’t sick, I forgot to write for the paper and so you see I sometimes forget my obligations. I enjoyed reading your letter and reminiscing with you of the remembrance of the “Good Ole Days”. Those indeed were good hard times, never to be forgotten by those of us who lived them. Yes, I remember that time you reminded me of when we all (at least several) stayed to skate on the pond after school. We had a good time doing what we should not be doing until Norman Evans fell through the ice. Of course there had to be a tattletale and so we were justly punished.
Lorene and I were graduates of Clark School and share many memories of barefoot school days.
Charlie came Sunday with green beans, cucumbers and tomatoes. I also have sweet potatoes he brought. His garden is still producing abundantly. He has two rows of late beautiful Blue Lake beans and his sweet potatoes are huge, gorgeous spuds. Burr brought one of his to compare. I should have taken a picture.
Karen came Monday and helped me hang some pictures. She brought me a Bible study and down loaded onto my computer. It is the complete Old and New Testament. I was up early this Tuesday studying in St. Matthew and Luke of the birth of our Savior.
I was asked if I could write a Christmas play so that the youngsters can perform and learn of the birth of Christ, our salvation. That’s an obligation I hope I can live up to for I cannot just write anything I want to as some of my friends seem to think. So if anyone has any Christmas plays they would like to share, please let us know.
Reggie Spurlock and Regina and husband were also by my place last week as were Burr and Ruth, Karen and Kevin and Joseph.
Until next week, I hope you all enjoy the cool days and nights of autumn. Keep the home fires burning and I appreciate you for reading my small contribution to the paper. I also appreciate those of you who tell me you appreciate the news from Little Creek.
This Week’s News – This is a beautiful Monday morning and all seems right with my world. I have been well and lack of Little Creek items the last two weeks was due to neglect and a mistake last week. I carelessly mailed the outline of a Christmas play instead of the news to the Herald. I’m sorry Lorene and I appreciate your concern. I’ll send last weeks items since I got up early to write them.
Karen and I cooked dinner after church Sunday and we were joined by Kevin and Joseph Tabor. Burr and Ruth are fasting and so they declined the invitation. They assured me it wasn’t due to our bad cooking and that the next dinner they would be there with bells on.
Church was very good. Mark preached a good sermon on Holiness. Danny taught and led us in our lesson and with everyone’s input I learned a lot. I do enjoy our studies. I studied scriptures today on holiness. I refer you to Matthew 5:48 and I Corinthians 3:16 and 20, II Corinthians 6:17 and Corinthians 12:3-11. There is so much to learn.
Jim and Jean Frye were in Bolivar for three days. Jim enjoyed fishing and is feeling well enough to be out and about again after being so sick. He is now able to mow the yard again. Prayer changes things.
Jean and Jamie prepared dinner Sunday and shared it with Jim, Danny and Cori Dry, Cody Wiler and Rusty Frye.
Karen, Kasey and I enjoyed Saturday together. We had breakfast in town and shared it with Sue Hartgraves. We’re always happy to see Sue.
Ruth came by and did my shopping and errands in town for me today and then started my dishwasher for me. My housekeeper has been very sick and can’t come by before Thursday possibly and so I appreciate the help. Vonda has my house so clean and nice so that it will take awhile for me to mess it up. However, I will be most happy when she is well again.
I visited in the home of my daughter, Karen and Greg Evans Thursday. We drove to town and explored the Dollar General Store. I needed an extension rod and I enjoyed my afternoon away from home and with a favorite person of mine and again, on Saturday with Karen and my son, Kasey. He had been working away from home for a couple of weeks and he was glad to be home as I was to have him home.
I was reading today of Pentecostal Traditions which brought back memories of days long gone when everyone in the community event to church when the door were open. I was told by three people during the weekend of their enjoyment of items and especially of the older days. So do you remember being in church, with kids on pallets all over the church and the singing of praises to the Lord so as to make the rafters ring. Do you remember when Holiness was associated with Pentecostal people. Some people shunned Pentecostals thinking them too radical. I for one, am proud to have holiness as my trademark and I am happy to know many friends who are of a church with a different name that practice holiness also. We are all bound for Heaven if we have been born again and the church I have been in all my life has always taught love of one another. And do you remember when churches sometimes dismissed their services to fellowship with other churches and to help in revivals? And the old time revivals, when time was of no concern. Revivals sometimes lasted a couple of weeks or longer. The old time Christians enjoyed getting revived and on fire for God. Remember the song sung long ago and which I haven’t heard in a long time. It went something like this “He will set your fields on fire.” I think it is lost in our songs book. I remember a time when “Love Thy Neighbor” was believed and practiced. Anytime a neighbor had a need it was met by neighbors and everyone was in agreement. Sweeter than honey were those days I remember of Pentecostal traditions when all were of one accord and when forgiveness was known to heal all wounds with the faith in Jesus pointing the way.
Yes, friends, I am at an age where I also reminisce a lot on olden times and I especially love remembering the church of my childhood with Mom and Daddy, Aunt Audree and all my other relatives and of times when the Pentecostal power was present in a wonderful way. I especially remember my Aunt Audree, an important lady in our part of the world, who preached Jesus Christ on the cross for our sins and one night that I remember when she made Him so real and His gift to us for salvation so important and so lovely that I didn’t hesitate to meet Him at the altar that night and give my life to Him. I found joy that can’t be told and I have failed Him along the way, but never too far that I didn’t make it back to my faith. I remember those times long ago and the Pentecostal Traditions I inherited and I will always be proud of. I am happy to be in church today where our heritage is carried on and where we are not ashamed of the word Pentecost. I’d be happy to hear from anyone who has memories of old times to share. Call me at 417-265-3395. And meet in church next Sunday with faith believing and He just might “Set you fields on fire.” God bless us all!
