Showing posts with label Joel 1:3. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Joel 1:3. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 16, 2020

AROMATIC MEMORIES

9 years ago today Daddy died. I feel sad all over! I still miss this gentle giant in my life.
A punctual man. His kids could pretty much set their watches by him.
Early to rise with his 1/2 grapefruit for breakfast to always be on time at Hopkinsville Livestock Company on 1st street. Sick day was not a term in his vocabulary.
Daddy always worked. In earlier years he workd in Clarksville on Wednesday & Russellville on Sat.
His Post Office run would be followed M, T, R, & F by lunch at Roundies, with jello as his dessert. 
As I said in a 2018 blog entry: Remembering Daddy........
His character is etched on my heart. My hope is that the next generations, his grandchildren  and "great grands" will consider the character of their Grandaddy Brud and emulate it as they remember him.
Of course, the greatgrands will ony remember as they have been told be cause the few who were born before he died were youngsters. 
It's important to tell those of next generations of the goodness of the Lord as we share the memories and stories of ones in our family who followed Him. (PSALM 78:4)

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

CHOOSE: STORYTELLING!

Storytelling. An oral tradition that binds families together with shared memories.
Donald Davis is the master of such a tradition. He leaves his audiences "limp from laughter and with a lump in their throats" reports the New York Times.
Our kids and now our grands have grown up with his tales. Caleb (11) was privy to hearing him in person last year in Texas. This past weekend Owen (10) attended a storytelling festival at Balmoral Presbyterian in Memphis. 

A few years ago, hubby and I shared his Grand Canyon CD with family on our Westward Ho trip. We laughed "all the way to the bottom of the canyon" with him.
Davis says, " Storytelling is not what I do for a living---it is how I do all that I do while I am living."

I first met Donald Davis at the Methodist camp at Lake Junaluska, NC as a 17 year old. He worked in the bookstore and I was a camper. As a librarian, many years later, I heard him at the National Storytelling Festival in Jonesborough, TN.
As a Methodist minister, Davis understands the importance of passing on stories, both Biblical and personal to the next generation. (Joel 1:3 & Psalm 78:4) We should all do the same.

That's why hubby and I both choose storytelling and the importance of passing on that oral tradition.