We welcomed our half an inch rainfall during this week’s hit and miss showers. Not early enough but appreciated until we receive more. The farmers who depend on their pasture and hay harvest to see them through the winter surely hate having to start feeding their hay while there would be enough pasture if only enough rain. The weather forecast this Sunday evening promises that much needed rain and welcome relief from this prolonged hot, hot spell.
How did we ever do without air conditioning or even fans? Good old elbow grease was the power behind those hand held fans that every one had and the creek for summer baths and what helped was the fact that we didn’t know that life could be different. We cheerfully accepted our station in the world and made do.
Most all were happy to be together in church service today and I appreciated hearing some old songs. I requested “God Put A Rainbow In The Sky” and it brought back to memory the last time I probably heard it sung, with my Dad singing bass. He was as good a bass singer as there ever was and I relish the old songs and the memories of the song services of old. Just think, some day soon we can sing together in the glory land those old songs and the younger people who don’t know the tunes will know every word and note.
Our lesson was very good and we studied about the great judgment and Revelation. Also it was brought out that if we do not use the gifts we are given we stand to lose those gifts and also that we earn stars in our crowns. Jean sang a special song that went along with our lesson of being at the judgment day only to be told we did not have our name in the Book of Life. Even though we had done many good deeds and had gone to church every Sunday the name was not there. In the song the singer asks for the Book to be searched again because we had been faithful to attend service but were told we had not knelt to pray. How sad to think our salvation was neglected because we were not humble enough to admit our sin and ask forgiveness and then to accept Christ as our Savior to be loved above all else. Good deeds won’t get us to heaven.
The different testimonies and messages were of the same theme, and we appreciate our contributors and those using their gifts and speaking what Jesus gives them to share. We are blessed. I didn’t get to hear Rebecca’s message Sunday night but would have liked to.
Kasey got his air conditioner fixed and I am going to miss him. He has spent last week with me because it was unbearable with temperatures in his trailer home reaching 100 plus.
Visitors at my house Sunday were Charlie, Rusty, Kevin and Joseph and Kasey and Terry.
On Saturday, Karen and Greg, Kasey and I and Nicole canned vegetables and they cleaned off part of Greg and Karen’s garden. They are digging and preparing the ground for spreading loads of manure over the top to be worked in. It is good to prepare for the next season. The fruits of our labor will be enjoyed when our fresh vegetables are gone. They, Kasey and Karen, now have quarts of tomatoes, salsa, corn relish, pickles, pickled okra and tomato sauce. They used about three dozen pints and Kasey now also has 17 quarts of tomatoes. If it turns cooler and rains, they will have tomatoes until frost.
Charlie has really good cucumbers and he got his turnips sowed. He had sweet potatoes. They all share with me. Lucky me, but I must boast a little and tell you I have enjoyed cucumbers, lettuce, radishes, jalapeno peppers and tomatoes from my little gardens on my front walk way. I have castor bean plants that really provide beautiful shade and trellis for cucumbers. I have had compliments about my pretty tropical plants. The heat has really been hard on them and some of the big leaves are turning brown.
Autum Miller and her grandpa Rusty were at Jean and Jim’s Sunday and Jamie and Danny joined them for dinner after church.
Little pretty Paylie has been spending some time with Grandma Ruth. They visited with me Friday. Ruth spent Thursday afternoon in Springfield with her other grandchildren before they left for India. Misty and family will be gone three weeks.
I was very happy to hear from my friend Hildred Wallace Knight and to know she and family were well after the Joplin tornado that went through so close to home. From the pictures on TV it looks as if those people have a long hard “row to hoe: before the clean up is complete. After so much devastation it is amazing to hear of the resiliency of our Ozark’s people but as Hildred says “Life must go on”. Hildred is my age of 82 and still lives alone. In her letter she sounds strong and in good health, especially considering our age.
To all my friends I wish for you happy times and hope you’ll share something good with someone this week and I’ll share new thoughts and happenings on Little Creek next time and until then may the Lord be with you and I invite you to call me.
