Today’s lesson in God’s School is, “What Are You Listening For?” This morning, when it was barely light at the lake, I was walking our four-legged daughter, Lizzy, when I heard the orchestra warming up. It was not the sound of Earth, Wind and Fire warming up to sing “September” or the New York Philharmonic …
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God School: Lessons From The Past
When Mary Farrar married William (Willie) Best on October 2, 1902, they had no idea that 124 years later 200 people would follow. Picture “1” Willie & Mary with their 5 “Best Kids”, Mary Ella, Josephine, Wilhena, Farrar (my mom) and Francis. These 2 generations are now gone but not forgotten. In their lifetime they …
She Carried Sweet Memories…
Tupperware…the carrier of good things. These are 3 of my mother’s Tupperware containers. She used these to carry her pies, cakes, candy and other delicious foods to potlucks, church events and to the field at harvest time. When a person saw one of these sitting on a counter, table, or the tail gate of a …
“Do You Take…?”
Fifty years ago, Mary & I answered this question with “I do.” Little did either of us know the answers to the conditions of the question. Over the next 50 years we have lived through the conditions of “for richer or poorer”, “in sickness & in health”, “for better or worse”, “to love & cherish”, …
I Was On The Safety Patrol
I was in junior high when I was asked to join the “Safety Patrol.” I remember the excitement of getting out of school early to attend the orientation where we received our “Safety Belt Sash,” the “Stop Sign” (8’ cane pole with a stop flag fastened on it) and our “Safety Patrol” badge. Boy, that …
The Needles Don’t Lie
A beautiful, knitted shawl, a warm hat or unique socks don't just happen...they are made by intentional hands following a precise pattern, using specific yarn, needles, type of stitch…and many hours of loving work. In other words, it’s a process. A process, that unless a person knits, they have no idea a pair of socks …
New Ground…The Process
Much of the beautiful farmland in Arkansas was once forest. When it was cleared, we called it “New Ground”. I remember the process. The first stage, the huge D8 Caterpillar bulldozers, came to cut & pile the trees to burn. That took a few weeks. It may have looked like the field was cleared but …
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