By CAROL GUNTER
This coming Friday, March 20th, will be the first day of spring. I do believe spring fever has already arrived for a lot of us here on the mountain. People are getting out and mowing their yards around here after the long winter months. A lot of debris I have been picking up on our yard before I start the mower up.
Thursday evening visitors at our house were our daughter, Kristie Johnson and grandkids, Chandler and Leah. A good time was had by all of us.
I spoke with friends, Rick and Beverly Hubler, this week. Both are doing pretty good.
I was listening to a preacher on the radio today as he was saying how people today dress so casual when they are in the Lord's house. This preacher recalled back to the day when men and women dressed in their finest duds when going to church. An example he said of this would be if you were invited to the White House to meet with the President, you sure wouldn't show up in shorts and flip flops. My sentiments exactly as I have said, "What if you were invited to be in the presence of the Queen of England?" Just like the invitation to meet with the President, your first thoughts would probably be I've got to get some new clothes that would be appropriate to wear for this special occasion. Why would you not dress your very best to be in the presence of the Lord? Two hours in His house is not that long, is it? After all, stop and think, He is the one that saved your soul and my soul. He died and shed His precious blood for you and me on that old rugged cross and suffered unbearable pain to show us all a love that can't be explained, and never forget He is your only true friend. For the record, I would have to decline invitations like that as I'm not impressed by them. Only God impresses me, and He is worth my very best in my appearance to honor him.
Chloe Evelyn Bogle is doing somewhat better and also Diane Evans.
Ruth Brown was doing pretty well when I talked with her on Thursday. Of course, thoughts of Shirley, her sister, on her mind as well as the rest of the family. Keep them all in prayer as they are dealing with this loss of their dear loved one.
In the Courier, page 14, last week's issue, the headline read: "Invisible Deer Causes Car to Crash." It got my attention as you can imagine. I only thought there was an invisible cow to contend with. Now we have this invisible deer. Who would have thought this could be? Reading on in the report, it said there were no deer tracks to be found around there as the guy had told the police officer that a deer had caused him to crash his vehicle. If that so-called deer was invisible, couldn't he have made his tracks disappear, too, when he left the scene? I'm just speculating mind you. I was talking with someone on Friday around 3:00 PM in the evening about that deer episode, and the person told me since the deer that pull Santa's sleigh can fly, maybe that deer sort of flew over the hood of the guy's car and kept on flying off out of sight. I figure there could be different scenarios as to how this crash could have happened. One more theory I hadn't thought about just maybe the little green men were in the area, and they got some kind of limb or bush or even twitched their noses and did away with those deer tracks before the police got there. Your guess would be as good as mine, but let's face it; some things just can't be explained that happen around you, so don't fret about them. It will all come out in the wash.
It's Saturday morning, and we have all this bright sunshine on the mountain. The weatherman says the temperature will be in the mid to upper sixties. We're glad the clouds and the rainy mist have finally left us.
Tony Lawson stopped by this Saturday morning for a few minutes. Donna and he are fit as a fiddle.
A.J. Neal had back surgery some five weeks ago. He is coming along nicely in his recovery. Do keep A.J. in your prayers.
If you have any news for the column, just give me a call at (615) 563-4429. Have a great day!
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for Thou art with me; Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me.