Category Living History

One Tear

On Saturday Ray and I took our three-year-old granddaughter to nearby Granville, Tennessee, for the annual Country Christmas celebration. A twelve-member choir, all dressed in red, performed a faith-filled program in the little United Methodist Church. I like to go inside this pretty white building…

Dinner on the Ground

My family was part of a country church when I was very young. We met in a little white building with wooden theater seats that creaked when people moved, especially us little ones. Once a year we had a “dinner on the…

Memories That Last 1

Last Wednesday morning in our ladies Bible class, we read passages about being thankful. In between the readings, I asked each lady to share memories about things they were grateful for about 1) their mothers, 2) a teacher, and 3) a…