Sunday, December 18, 2005

I discovered this quote in A W Tozer's "The Persuit of God."

Among the famous sayings of the Church fathers none is better know than Augustine's `Thou hast formed us for Thyself, and our hearts are restless till they find rest in Thee.'

"Splains a lot don't it?

Shalom Y'all

Sunday, December 04, 2005


A good time had by all Posted by Picasa

A collage of Thanksgiving 2005
The family group is Memaw, Poppy, and "favorites."

Shalom Y'all



Thursday, December 01, 2005

Cane Squeezing?

Last Saturday morning husband of favorite daughter rode away on his bicycle while others busied themselves with………………..whatever.
Later Memaw, favorite oldest daughter and favorite ten year old climbed into the van and started out in the same direction.
Twenty six miles we caught up with Bob (that’s his name,) loaded his bike on the rack and finished the journey to Marvin’s house.
It was a little old shotgun house surrounded by pasture, pecan trees, and out buildings. There was a bluegrass band playing and nearby a tractor upon which sat a pretty blonde girl driving in circles around a metal contraption. The top of the contraption was about seven feet above the ground. There was a log fastened to the top of the contraption and the log was long enough to hook up to the tractor and not interfere greatly with those people (fellows) who were feeding the ends sugar cane stalks into the mouth of it.
As the stalks were pulled into the contraption liquid was flowing out of it and into a barrel.
The liquid was poured into a vat in one of the out buildings and there it was heated by gas fed flames underneath.
While all this was happening folks were sitting in chairs talking, setting pot luck on a series of tables, sneaking into and out of the building where the juice was cooking, watching the band, and overseeing children and dogs.
Over in the cane patch the canes had been removed and a cow was doing her best to consume what remained of the plants.
A calf roamed around the yard begging.
Turns out this was a bottle fed calf and from time to time a child would oblige her by allowing a few “pulls” from her bottle.
The meal was excellent, the trash can was right next to the dessert table which created irresistible temptations to partake of extra helpings every time I had to discard the latest paper plate.
As the shadows lengthened favorite oldest daughter rode toward the sunset while Memaw and a darling little girl walked the pasture gathering pecans.
I had a wonderful time getting to know a young mother whose husband is in Iraq and her children.
I made the little girl promise she to tell her father how much we appreciate him.
We caught up with favorite oldest about fifteen miles into the return journey and greatly enjoyed the ride back to her house.

Ain’t God good?

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