Good afternoon everyone on a warm August Lord's Day here in Reevesville. There's a bit of rain coming in, but we aren't going to complain about that.
When I was a boy, the bus driver used to drop us off up at the railroad tracks, and we would walk the rest of the way home. I'll never forget this time of year as the leaves from one old cottonwood tree littered the gravel road I walked home from school growing up. That same tree is still there and may be long after I'm gone.
I remember walking around that small curve after school when my Great-Grandpa Buck was alive. I was just a youngster, but me and Pop Buck was just like peas and carrots. He would be on his front screened-in porch, and when I was in sight, he'd holler out the nickname he gave me, just to let me know he was waiting for me.
I never could wait to get to his house, and about the time I heard him shout out to me, I'd run the rest of the way. I had many suppers spoiled over at Pop and Grannies after school. He always stocked a can of Vienna sausages or Frank O's just for me.
This is just a reminder -- the Troutt reunion will be held Saturday, Aug. 31 at Reevesville Community Church fellowship hall. They will eat around noon.
We were blessed to be invited to Macedonia Missionary Baptist Church this morning, to celebrate homecoming with them.
That little country church has been there -- marking today -- 168 years. Isn't that amazing? I know the Lord isn't bound to time like we are, but I'll guarantee He recognizes that. What a blessing. There was some good preaching by Bro. Justin Wolfe, some great singing and fellowship and some really good food.
The House of Prayer of Reevesville is hosting a tent revival coming up Monday through Saturday, Sept. 9-14 at 7 p.m. It will be located at the old Clark school lot in Metropolis. We would love to have you come out, support the Lord and worship Him with us.
They've recently graded the roads and mowed the shoulders here around Reevesville, and we're sure happy about that. Maybe those varmints and deer will be a little more visible. Thanks guys.
Attending a wedding for the first time, a little girl whispered to her mother, "Why is the bride dressed in white?" "Because white is the color of happiness, and today is the happiest day of her life."
The child thought about this for a moment, then said "So why is the groom wearing black?"
Until next week . . . see you in church.