Hope everyone is enjoying the 4th of July. As we grill up those burgers and other great food and shoot those fireworks, let’s stop for a minute and thank God for our freedom. I sometimes wonder if a day will come when life as we know it will be lost and at our own hands. I worry a lot about the state of our nation and if everyone of us would commit to pray every day for a turning back to God for guidance, asking him to convict our leaders and reveal to them in His divine way that the only way for America to be the Leader of Nations it has been in the past is a turning back to Him. I challenge everyone to pray daily and sometime on July 4th to go to the pergola or the gazebo in the park downtown and pray for our nation. Hope everyone has a great 4th of July holiday and if you are traveling, be careful and enjoy your trips.
I’ve seen many of you on Facebook at various places enjoying time with your families. Some are at church camp at Jonathan Creek. I have some good memories of going there with youth groups. It was always as much fun for the counselors or youth workers as it was for the kids. I think one person that enjoyed it more than anyone was Robert Tyler. But then he enjoyed everything. I have never known anyone that lived life to the fullest the way Robert did. God did good when He picked Isabel and Mason to be blessed with this special kid. He knew that they would give Robert the freedom to become such an example to everyone who had the privilege of being his friend. Of course, that was everyone who had contact with him. I have so many great memories of this young man but one that stands out in my mind is how he enjoyed the Strawberry Festival. Every kid would always go to Mr. McCormick’s store and get a water pistol to terrorize each other and sometimes unsuspecting adults with. Not Robert, he never did that. He got a Windex bottle and filled it with water, more pressure and less filling. What a joy he was. Thank you Isabel for sharing Robert with us.
The construction crew is in full swing getting the fiber optic run to Adairville. This will speed up all our computers in getting on the internet. So be patient as we see progress taking place.
Prayers for Rena Scott in the death of her brother, Floyd Heatherly. I remember so many good times at their house during my high school years. Then they moved away. Just a couple of years ago, Floyd decided he wanted to come back home, which he did and was able to enjoy some time here before getting sick. Rena was so good to him so remember her in your prayers.
Also, prayers for the family of Don Abbott. Don had been suffering from that dreaded Alzheimer’s disease. Please remember all his family.
The Coffee Bottom Gal
With people taking vacations, it reminds me of what was probably a first vacation for me. My daddy and one of his nephews in Nashville were great friends and loved getting together, so they would come to the farm for the weekend and we would go to Nashville for the weekend sometimes. Well, going to Nashville in the 50’s was a big trip. That was before interstate and way before the four lane from Springfield to Nashville. We would go Whites Creek Pike through Joelton, Whites Creek, then through Bordeaux, to West Nashville where they lived. Red, Daddy’s nephew, played the guitar and Daddy loved to sing as did Red. Well, Friday night was spent playing with the cousins and sitting around singing. Then playing all day on Saturday and Daddy and Red would usually go to the Vols game at Sulphur Dell on Saturday night. The new stadium for the Sounds will be built on that sight. As you can see this would probably be a boring time to kids today, but for us it was a mini vacation and tons of fun. I remember after Thurman and I married we took all three kids to Disney World in Florida and by noon they were ready to go back to the ocean. At that moment I realized they did appreciate the simpler things in life. Being with family, playing games and enjoying time together mean more that all the ipads, and gadgets in the world.
A hui hou kāko
“May the road rise up to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
And the rain fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again
May God hold you in the palm of his hand”