Sunday and we attended a new church today. But the pastor was not new to us, We have known him for years. He was once a member of our church when I thought I was a preacher. He is now Dr. Ken Hensley. He was called out of retirement to Shepherd this new flock. Ah, there was Betty. I have known her since 1942, what a surprise to see D.J. Brooks oldest daughter. Such memories. Of course she asked about Shirl.
As I was speaking to the pastor after church a lady passed by, “I remember you!” She said, “I was in your art classes when I was a little girl!” (That one I did not believe, because she looked older than I. (maybe, LOL))!
Of course I recognized ‘Dude’ Carswell, he sang bass in the church quartet. He has sung bass in a few Gospel Quartets. Folks kept coming up and saying they knew my family, my sister Kat was married to a minister, and he had been a pastor to some of these folk. My Dad also was a minister and had pastored fifteen miles down the road at Valdese. He had also been at Shelby, where DJ’s family was from.
Lastly Frank Effler was there. Frank is a brother to a niece-in-law. He is a great guy and retired Military, so we still have that in common.
Is this church unique or what? Sherry says you have got to see in the Childrens’s church area. So the pastor took me back. WOW! There was a 1955 red and white Chevrolet Bel-aire completely restored, right beside a ’58 restored Plymouth. In front of those was a 1932 Ford Road Rod. In Church? Yep. The church is being leased, it is at a giveaway price so the man that owns the building can continue his hobby of restoring cars and the kids can see the progress each week and learn also. I love that.
It is rainy here in the mountains, but I am happy. What a unique day. I would have never thought we would meet so many folks we were acquainted with, and we have never lived here before.
Thanks for coming this way…….
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