Good afternoon everyone on another hot Lord's Day here in Reevesville. It's so hot, I saw two trees fighting over a dog.
I sure hope everyone had a great Independence Day. My children, nieces and nephews went to Golconda to see fireworks Friday night, but mainly, to see the "famous" Mason Ramsey sing. My daughter, Mylee, is 12-years-old and is officially in love. Y'all pray for me. My grandpa probably would've told him "Watch it fella!"
Reevesville had quite a scare Friday night. My neighbors and friends, Carmen Hayes and Brandi Penrod, had just eaten supper, when the house filled with smoke. The furnace's motherboard melted and just about started a fire.
The Vienna Fire Department worked very fast in arriving, with what looked like a whole regiment. Thank you all for your quick response. We're all praising God for His provision, in that it went out before any real damage was done. God is good.
I was fortunate and blessed to be able to visit my friends and now family, Bill and Carol Schierbaum, this week. They sure are a blessing. I can't go down there, what they don't try to fatten me up. I showed up right at suppertime, and Bill was showing his teeth a little at first, but he warmed up pretty quick. Love you, guys.
I worked with my good friend, John Bacon, this week. He reminded me about the time we tried to get the old bass boat into Sugar Creek Lake from the creek side. That water was so low we ended up, all of us, outside the boat pushing. By the time we finally got that old thing into the main lake, it came a Jamestown flood. I'll tell you, we were wetter than a fire hydrant in a dog kennel. I've never personally seen anyone walk on water, but when we was wading that mud, pushing and dragging that boat, I made a couple remarks about snakes, and I believe had we seen just one, I'd have seen John leave a wake. He's not afraid of snakes, he just respects his and their space. We didn't even catch a cold that day. But we made a good memory.
When Samson killed a 1000 Philistines at Lehi, what weapon did he use? For the answer to this week's Bible quiz, turn to Joshua 15:15.
An old preacher was dying. He sent a message for his banker and his lawyer, both church members, to come to his home. When they arrived, they were ushered up to his bedroom. As they entered the room, the preacher held out his hands and motioned for them to sit on each side of the bed.
The preacher grasped their hands, sighed contentedly, smiled and stared at the ceiling. For a time, no one said anything. Both the banker and lawyer were touched and flattered that the preacher would ask them to be with him during his final moments.
They were also puzzled. The preacher had never given them any indication that he particularly liked either of them. They both remembered his many long, uncomfortable sermons about greed, covetousness and avaricious behavior that made them squirm in their seats.
Finally, the banker said, "Preacher, why did you ask us to come?"
The old preacher mustered up his strength and then weakly said, "Jesus died between two thieves and that's how I want to go."
Until next week . . . see you in church.