By Betty Shearer
For the past couple of weeks I’ve been filling in for Hazel Methvin (who has been on vacation), by updating Woodland Hill’s prayer list. The first week she provided complete copy. This last Wednesday, though, I needed to update the IMB and NAMB missionaries with birthdays from the fall issue of Open Windows.
When I began searching for mine, all I found was the Summer periodical. Jack was out of pocket, so I just left those columns blank, telling everyone attending Wednesday night, they’d have to get their list from Open Windows. I found a fall copy and then proceeded to hand out copies to most of those there—guess we all slipped up. I must have been really busy, because in conjunction with my nightly Bible Study and prayer time, I turn to Open Windows for the devotional there and the prayer list of missionaries. I’m back on track—hope the rest of Woodland Hills Prayer Warriors are also.
Thursday night was bridge night and hostess Karen Martindale Lewis called me early in the week. At that time I really didn’t know whether I would be able to attend or not, so I left it with, “I’ll call if I am unable to come.” With all I had going, I completely forgot to call, so thought I’ll just go.” Jimmie called shortly after five to see if I was coming and I says, “I’m really tired and have much to do.”
She decided that it would be alright for me to miss and that she’d deliver my apology to Karen. Am I glad that decision was made. Friday morning I got up, made a piece of toast and reached for my Diet Coke—it didn’t feel very cold. Thought, I must have had something holding the door open just a little. At noon, I opened the freezer to pull out a hot dog and found things beginning to thaw.
I cooked all the meat and veggies and made a big pot of soup out of my left overs stored there. Next I began throwing away the many bits and pieces that needed to have been tossed over the past year.
I filled a garbage bag from the freezer. Then I started on the fridge portion. Kept the good mayo, pickles, jams and jellies. Put all the good produce, cheeses, and other perishables that were usable in a cooler to take to Mom’s. Then I tackled the tons of stuff that again should have been tossed long ago, removing several bags.
Now I have what looks like a practically new, clean fridge that will not cool. I’m going to call a repairman next week to see if it can be resurrected. This week I’ve been busy getting ready for a visit to the Ag Museum and will be there a few days after we get the paper out. This is part of Pumpkin Pickin’, an event Jimmie and I have never attended. We’re looking forward to it. Mary Sue and Bennett Anderson of Olive Branch, and T. J. Ray of Oxford will also be at the Print Shop. We always have a good time when we get together.
Tell you about it next week or better yet, come on down and visit with us.
Went over to Sartain’s Monday morning, with a description of the new fridge I wanted. Jack took my specs and very soon he was back, telling me that what I wanted was available and gave me an excellent price. You just can’t beat our local merchants and I’m so glad I live in the Valley where everyone goes above and beyond to help solve our problems.
Can’t wait to get this new appliance, but also hope the old one is repairable—it would be nice to have a back-up. That means I can have twice as much stuff that needs to be discarded. Won’t Cecil Ford have fun cleaning them out if I die before she does?
Was sorry that I didn’t get to the last Farmer’s Market of the season and Tractor Show, nor to the 175th Birthday Party for Coffeeville. The boys went hunting and Jimmie was scheduled to help with a fish fry at Pope Baptist, so I went on over to Mom’s early Saturday morning.
About noon the boys came in and we wanted to see their kill. Report was that they’d not even seen a deer. Don’t know where they were hunting, because I think there are deer everywhere. Told them all they had to do was go sit on my deck and they could have killed several. When loading the van that morning I’d seen the big doe (eating my plants) and the doe with the fawn. If they’d made a little effort I’m sure they could have found some bucks, because I often see one.
Told them that if they’d hunted on my hill they could have killed a deer, had time left over to cut the grass and maybe have saved some of my plants.
Hostas and hibiscus had just began to get pretty again, when Ms. Deer came by and nibbled them to the ground again. This time she also got a couple of my Gerbra Daisies and even a begonia. They don’t bother the banana plant or the colesus.
I’m surprised the deer do not eat kudzu. Reports say that cattle prefer it over most plants and I certainly have plenty of lush kudzu foliage on the hill.
In the boy’s defense though, the hunters who have been in the office this week have had the same report—they didn’t even see deer. Well, I know they are out there, so hunters look harder. We really need to thin them out before I hit one with the van. Travis York got one last week and I’ve heard of others who have either hit deer or had near misses.
On the way to Mom’s Sunday I came upon a wreck, apparent involving only one vehicle. The rain was coming down and the road had the two rivers in either lane. I drive on the center line, with the other wheel between the rivers, when at all possible. Also slow down to a snail’s pace. The wrecker was pulling the car back on to the road and the Highway Patrolman waved me on by. Didn’t look too serious, but these accidents do get your attention and offer a caution warning. Drove much safer during the trip over and back. I figure the car hydroplaned
Late nights last week, being tired, I just flopped on the couch, turned on the TV, and was surprised to find several old movies that I enjoyed seeing again or for the first time.
First was “101 Dalmations”. Brought back memories of the first time I saw this movie. Jim was little (still standing in the seat between Ed and me) and I think we saw it at the old Lake Drive-In between Batesville and Sardis. Remembered that Jim did not like it, because they were mean to the puppies. He loved dogs—still does.
Another movie I watched was one I’d never seen. I like Richard Geer and “Run Away Bride” was on, so I stayed up to see it. It was a cute movie, one that had been recommended many times, but I’d just never caught it.
Attended a most enjoyable gathering yesterday (Monday) at noon. It was luncheon in celebration of the 10th Anniversary of Compassion Ministries. Held in the Fellowship Hall of First Baptist, we were treated to a delicious lunch of soup, sandwich and dessert. I had potato and wild rice soup and it was delicious, the ham and cheese croissant was also wonderful, as were the chess squares. Julie Ingram and her staff are to be commended on a superb job. Those attending were presented a beautiful commemorative bowl, made by Spirit Song Studio.
The program was most informative. Raymond Aven, who has headed Compassion throughout the years, gave some exciting stats, stating that during the years 50,000+ families had been served (this translates to more than 100,000 people). This has been done without credit. The more than three-quarters of a million dollars needed to fund this endeavor has all been contributed. He related a few testimonies as to how people’s lives have been changed by the donation of food and also by the spiritual food that has been supplied through the years.
Mayor Larry Hart gave testimony of the good that this project had done in the City of Water Valley and expressed appreciation for its existence.
Amos Sims, president of Yalobusha County Board of Supervisors, added the appreciation of the county and wished Compassion well in years to come.
Rev. Randy Bain, before pronouncing the benediction, added the appreciation of churches for the help of Compassion during the years, and for the privilege that churches have had in helping with the program.
In attendance were current and former board members, pastors, city and county servants, business men and women, and some of us just guests. I’ve been privileged to be a guest at several of Compassions’ gatherings and they just get better and better, as does the service this organization provides. Thanks to Raymond, all the board members, and others who contribute and help.
Got to sit by long-time friend Sam Goodwin at lunch and it’s always great to visit with him.
Watched the weather forecast this morning and it looks like the rain may clear out by Sunday. We hope so, because this is high attendance day for SS at Woodland Hills, dubbed Rodeo Round-Up. Many activities have been planned for the day, including outside events in the afternoon—we don’t need rain. Come out and join us. SS begins at 9:30 a.m.