Howard was a builder! He built houses! He would buy a piece of property and build a house; then he and Ruby would move in. I don't know how many he built but after they sold the last one, they moved into a nice mobile home closer to his son. When he lived near the church, you could set your clock as you watched him walk, with bible in hand, to church. At first Ruby didn't come with him but after they moved further away from the church, he would drive and she would come.
Ruby and Howard were in Jim's flock and that was how we came to visit them often. We loved listening to Howard and his stories. he was only 17 when one morning he climbed onto his trusty horse and road across the prairie away from the only home he knew and never looked back. He had only the shirt on his back, no saddle on his horse, no shoes on his feet.
He told us how, he came upon a farm house towards evening that had smoke coming from the chimney. He stopped and asked if he could spend the night in the barn. The farmers wife welcomed this young man into her kitchen where the pot of soup had been cooking all day just in case a traveler came by. Howard ate his fill and then she took him to the barn where he spent the night. In the morning he was on his way again. Where were you going, Howard?
Howard didn't know where he was going, he only knew if he didn't go then he never would. He married a young girl who had a son, while he was gone to war. He received a dear John letter that he had a son but she would be gone. He later married Ruby who raised his son as her own, as she never had any children.
Towards the end of Howard's sojourn here, we would always find him in good spirits. He was always glad to see us no matter what condition he was in. His battle with cancer was long but Howard was patient to the end. Such a man of gentleness and strength!
Another one of these fine Saints, was Ray. Ray, in his elderly years was faithful in Sunday School. We always had breakfast snacks along with coffee available each Sunday morning. We had a basket on the table where you could contribute to the cost of the goodies and the first Sunday of the month Ray would put his contribution in and say; "I'm paid up!" When Ray wasn't able to attend as his time for departure was drawing near, we would go and visit with him. He had a wiry build, very much on the thin side and so with his illness, he looked a little more gaunt. His twinkle was still there and pleasure would show on his face when we would show up.
I remember once as he laid on his couch across the room, propping his head up with his arm, Jim and he would discuss the things that are always invigorating to men. The wars they have served in! Remembering the physical confrontations caused the adrenaline to flow once again as the two of them discussed their male prowess. Ray told Jim how he had fought in the 'battle of the bulge, in World War II.' They had taken a town called Bastogne and subsequently became surrounded by the Germans. The Germans were confident they would take the town but our American Fighters including Ray, stood them off until help came. This was a battle of renown!
This day Ray was again fighting a battle of renown! Some would have said he was losing but Ray knew as we did, that his battle was being won and his victory was at hand.
Many look at the passing of family and friends as just another part of life. I always find it hard! I find that these changes in my life cause me to feel the pain, even if it is for a moment; a day; or years. I soon become conditioned to their being gone but the initial shock to my being is an ache to my soul. I miss these men still, but their being in my life have been priceless to me. Recounting just a portion of their story is a pleasure; remembering them is a joy! Taking the time to listen to them has been a gift from God. By Jane Ann Crenshaw 12/4/09
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
SAINTS OF CHRISTIAN HALLS! Jessie
Jessie was a mother with 3 sons and 1 daughter. I was older than her oldest son and she worked at the garment factory that my mother did. I would see Jessie on visits to our old church and would ask about her from time to time. I would think about her on her birthday and finally got a card off to her last year with a short letter.
8/18/08 Every August 16th I am reminded of you! At my brother Lonnie's memorial service in 1992, you came up to me and said; "Now I know why your Mom always remembered my birthday. It was because it was also Lonnie's birthday." Ever since then, I think of Lonnie and you on your birthdays. I was talking with Iona Kay and mentioned this to her and so she gave me your address. I hope you remember me as well as I remember you. You were a good friend to my mother and she loved you. You were always good to us little kids at Lawndale. You watched us grow up just as we watched your family grow up. As I have gotten older, I realize memories are short. On occasion something will be said, or I will see something and I am in a world of remembering. That is how it is on August 16th! My note today is to say; "Thank you for being a part of my youth! Thank you for loving my Mom! Thank you for your bright smile and your family." Not because of who they were long ago but because of who you all have become in Christ today. Our Father in heaven is looking down with pleasure. "Happy Birthday Jessie!"
8/16/09 Today is another birthday for you! I had planned all month to get your card off but as Jim says; "Every day is Saturday except for Sunday" and of course I never get anything done on Saturdays. However, when I spoke with my sister Jean this afternoon I asked her about you, as I always do and I remembered again, your birthday. I hope these days are finding you well. Because I am now, one of the older folks and I have become familiar with daily aches and pains not to mention all kinds of health issues that seems to accompany being in this age group. It is true that becoming elderly is not for wimps. It is for those who are facing life courageously, with hope and love in their hearts. You are one of those Jessie! You ask me how I how? Well, I remember you when I was a girl. I remember you as a co-worker with my mother and how she would talk so highly of you. I remember your children and how much we have admired you through them. I remember your letter to me last year which gave such praise to my mother and told me I wasn''t wrong about your loving kindness towards other. Remember the little birthday greeting we use to say to each other at church when we had a birthday? "May God bless you on this special day and every day throughout the year; May you in His presence stay and the Lord be always near!" We said this every Sunday, all the years I attended Lawndale and so it is right there in my memory bank, right along side you and your family. My prayer for you is; "Oh Lord, keep my friend Jessie close by your side as you walk together. Give her joy in her heart, knowing how she has graced many lives with her loving kindness just as you have graced hers. Give me Lord, the same tenderness and soft spoken words as our Jessie has always given us." In Jesus Name; Amen! Jessie is now 89 years old!
Jessie's letter to me is one of the most cherished letters because she only had wonderful things to say about my Mom and my family. She wrote about her memories of her friendship with my Mom and how my mother would give her motherly advice from time to time. She was so complimentary towards me and in her sweet and precious way reminded me of the wonderful fellowship we all shared while at Lawndale. By Jane Ann Crenshaw 12/2/09
8/18/08 Every August 16th I am reminded of you! At my brother Lonnie's memorial service in 1992, you came up to me and said; "Now I know why your Mom always remembered my birthday. It was because it was also Lonnie's birthday." Ever since then, I think of Lonnie and you on your birthdays. I was talking with Iona Kay and mentioned this to her and so she gave me your address. I hope you remember me as well as I remember you. You were a good friend to my mother and she loved you. You were always good to us little kids at Lawndale. You watched us grow up just as we watched your family grow up. As I have gotten older, I realize memories are short. On occasion something will be said, or I will see something and I am in a world of remembering. That is how it is on August 16th! My note today is to say; "Thank you for being a part of my youth! Thank you for loving my Mom! Thank you for your bright smile and your family." Not because of who they were long ago but because of who you all have become in Christ today. Our Father in heaven is looking down with pleasure. "Happy Birthday Jessie!"
8/16/09 Today is another birthday for you! I had planned all month to get your card off but as Jim says; "Every day is Saturday except for Sunday" and of course I never get anything done on Saturdays. However, when I spoke with my sister Jean this afternoon I asked her about you, as I always do and I remembered again, your birthday. I hope these days are finding you well. Because I am now, one of the older folks and I have become familiar with daily aches and pains not to mention all kinds of health issues that seems to accompany being in this age group. It is true that becoming elderly is not for wimps. It is for those who are facing life courageously, with hope and love in their hearts. You are one of those Jessie! You ask me how I how? Well, I remember you when I was a girl. I remember you as a co-worker with my mother and how she would talk so highly of you. I remember your children and how much we have admired you through them. I remember your letter to me last year which gave such praise to my mother and told me I wasn''t wrong about your loving kindness towards other. Remember the little birthday greeting we use to say to each other at church when we had a birthday? "May God bless you on this special day and every day throughout the year; May you in His presence stay and the Lord be always near!" We said this every Sunday, all the years I attended Lawndale and so it is right there in my memory bank, right along side you and your family. My prayer for you is; "Oh Lord, keep my friend Jessie close by your side as you walk together. Give her joy in her heart, knowing how she has graced many lives with her loving kindness just as you have graced hers. Give me Lord, the same tenderness and soft spoken words as our Jessie has always given us." In Jesus Name; Amen! Jessie is now 89 years old!
Jessie's letter to me is one of the most cherished letters because she only had wonderful things to say about my Mom and my family. She wrote about her memories of her friendship with my Mom and how my mother would give her motherly advice from time to time. She was so complimentary towards me and in her sweet and precious way reminded me of the wonderful fellowship we all shared while at Lawndale. By Jane Ann Crenshaw 12/2/09
Monday, December 7, 2009
SAINTS OF CHRISTIAN HALLS! Betty L.
Betty L. is one of those most unforgettable character's I have ever met. So talented, friendly and down to earth. She also was sensitive, with a strong desire to share God's love through music. When she was criticized or not taken seriously, she could be offended. I found we had a lot in common. It is funny how people won't hesitate to complain about what you are doing, especially when it is music that they don't particularly like. This past year I tracked Betty down and called her, then I followed up my call with a letter.
5/20/09 What a joy talking with you yesterday. I find that as I have gotten older I love looking back at all the wonderful people that have crossed my path. you, of course, were one of the great ones! When I am writing one of my devotions I tell a story from my past or about someone who made a difference in my life. I always bring the memory or thought to a close with God's word and how it can be applied to our everyday lives. I wish you could read some of them and know that you are there amongst my memories.
I was sorry to hear about your Jerry. He was such a kind and gentle man, just like my Jim is. The world can never experience the kind of marriage we have known, because they can't know the kind of men we have known. God has truly blessed you!
I was also happy to hear that you are still singing. I can only assume that the piano hasn't gathered any dust either. You always thrilled me with your talent and how willing you were to lift up and encourage others just by your sitting at the keyboard and leading in song. How your talent shown! I am happy to think that God is still using you in such a marvelous way.
We didn't get around to your telling me about your family. How is your daughter! I can see her, very vividly in my minds eye and remember she came to work at the title company during the time I was still working there. Jim and I retired 2001 and moved to Klamath Falls to watch the grand kids grow up. I am still adjusting to the extreme seasons because 10 degrees is a lot when you are me. However, Jim and Jennifer have settled in real well and of course Dan and Faye wouldn't want to live anywhere else. I am not a letter writer but would like to keep in touch. Take care and again, it is such a joy to have talked with you again....Love calling you my friend! Jane Ann
I will write to Betty again and since I didn't hear back from her I probably assume too many things. However, if she could, she would have answered me. If she was up to it, she would have called me and we would have talked again. But this is one of those times when I just keep writing off and on to lift her up and encourage her. It thrills me to think she is stilling singing and I pray she is still playing that piano. With Betty, the two went hand in hand.
God brings people into your life and it is up to you to cherish them or not. I choose to cherish them! I choose to think they like me too! "With God all things are possible;" We can move mountains if we have "the faith of a mustard see;" I trust that "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." God says; "He is faithful, by whom you were called into the fellowship of His Son, Jesus Christ our Lord." 1 Corinthians 1:9 We are to reach out; lift up; weep with those who weep and laugh with those who laugh. We are one in the Spirit; we are one in the Lord!
Many times I hear; "Well, you have a phone!" Many times I hear; "is your arm broken?" When all the time those who are saying these htings are actually saying; "I don't want to be bothered!' It is no bother for me to life up and encourage the Saints. When I think of what the Savior did for me, I set my hand to the task before me with pleasure and diligence. His love sets me free! By Jane Ann Crenshaw 12/2/09
5/20/09 What a joy talking with you yesterday. I find that as I have gotten older I love looking back at all the wonderful people that have crossed my path. you, of course, were one of the great ones! When I am writing one of my devotions I tell a story from my past or about someone who made a difference in my life. I always bring the memory or thought to a close with God's word and how it can be applied to our everyday lives. I wish you could read some of them and know that you are there amongst my memories.
I was sorry to hear about your Jerry. He was such a kind and gentle man, just like my Jim is. The world can never experience the kind of marriage we have known, because they can't know the kind of men we have known. God has truly blessed you!
I was also happy to hear that you are still singing. I can only assume that the piano hasn't gathered any dust either. You always thrilled me with your talent and how willing you were to lift up and encourage others just by your sitting at the keyboard and leading in song. How your talent shown! I am happy to think that God is still using you in such a marvelous way.
We didn't get around to your telling me about your family. How is your daughter! I can see her, very vividly in my minds eye and remember she came to work at the title company during the time I was still working there. Jim and I retired 2001 and moved to Klamath Falls to watch the grand kids grow up. I am still adjusting to the extreme seasons because 10 degrees is a lot when you are me. However, Jim and Jennifer have settled in real well and of course Dan and Faye wouldn't want to live anywhere else. I am not a letter writer but would like to keep in touch. Take care and again, it is such a joy to have talked with you again....Love calling you my friend! Jane Ann
I will write to Betty again and since I didn't hear back from her I probably assume too many things. However, if she could, she would have answered me. If she was up to it, she would have called me and we would have talked again. But this is one of those times when I just keep writing off and on to lift her up and encourage her. It thrills me to think she is stilling singing and I pray she is still playing that piano. With Betty, the two went hand in hand.
God brings people into your life and it is up to you to cherish them or not. I choose to cherish them! I choose to think they like me too! "With God all things are possible;" We can move mountains if we have "the faith of a mustard see;" I trust that "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." God says; "He is faithful, by whom you were called into the fellowship of His Son, Jesus Christ our Lord." 1 Corinthians 1:9 We are to reach out; lift up; weep with those who weep and laugh with those who laugh. We are one in the Spirit; we are one in the Lord!
Many times I hear; "Well, you have a phone!" Many times I hear; "is your arm broken?" When all the time those who are saying these htings are actually saying; "I don't want to be bothered!' It is no bother for me to life up and encourage the Saints. When I think of what the Savior did for me, I set my hand to the task before me with pleasure and diligence. His love sets me free! By Jane Ann Crenshaw 12/2/09
Friday, December 4, 2009
SAINTS OF CHRISTIAN HALLS! Harry
Harry greeted us the first Sunday we attended Church in Klamath Falls, the summer of 2001. He was a man of few words because he had a throat condition that kept him to a whisper most of the years we knew him. His heart was big as all outdoors. He loved the Lord with all his heart, soul and mind. he greet us with a smile of all smiles and we fell in love with Harry and his collection of ties.
This past year his throat required yet another surgery but this time they were to remove his voice box and give him a device that would enable him to talk again. As plans go many times in our life, this plan didn't come off as well as it did on paper. Cancer was involved and Harry's days became few. As daunting as all that sounds, Harry smiled and mouthed; "I'm going home!" We made our last visit in person with Harry on Monday the 2nd of November. I saw first hand how much more difficult it was for him to even whisper anymore, although he still had his note pad and pen. The following week I sent him a letter.
November 9, 2009 We were happy to finally get to visit with you the other morning at the hospital. We are always uplifted when we are with you. We know these are difficult days for you and your family but God is with you. Take hold of His hand and feel His presence.
One of our most favorite scriptures that is usually read at memorial services is really for our days of living and not necessarily after we die. It is most famous because it depicts Jesus as the "Good Shepherd." Jim many years ago started paraphrasing the 23rd Psalm by putting the name of the person he wanted to read it to, within the context of the scripture. I want to do that for you Harry. It not only becomes personal, but it brings you and Christ into focus, together.
"Harry, the Lord is your shephered; You shall not want. He will make you to lie down in green pastures. He leads you beside still waters; and He restores your soul. The Lord, Harry, will lead you in paths of righteousness for His name's sake. Even though you walk through the valley of the shadow of death, you will fear no evil; for He is with you; His rod and His staff will comfort you. Harry, the Lord prepares a table before you in the presence of your enemies; He anoints your head with oil, and your cup overflows. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow you all the days of your life; and you Harry, shall dwell in His house, forever." Psalm 23
This is a hppay scripture! This is a comfort to our souls! God wants us to always feel safe. Remember the story as Jesus approached the boat while walking upon the water? When the Apostles saw Him they thought it was a ghost and were filled with fear. Jesus spoke to them and said; "Take heart, it is I; have no fear." Mark 6:50c In other words, Jesus says; "Do not be afraid, I will be with you always, even to the end." Matthew 28:20b
Harry, we love you and your family. If there is anything we can do or to be helpful in any way, please let us know. It is our joy to help make you as comfortable as possible. We praise the Lord for bringing you into our lives and may His peace and joy surround you completely. Our prayer is that you will let the Lord walk with you and your family through out all the days ahead. Harry never read my letter! He went home instead!
11/10/09 During prayer time at our weekly Bible Study I prayed for Harry. I asked the Lord to take him gently and was content knowing our Lord is faithful! I received a call the following morning; Harry passed away the evening before. The Lord answered my prayer and the prayers of others. He took Harry gently; without pain nor further suffering. "The memory of the righteous is a blessing." Proverbs 10:7a Jim and I have had our lives enriched by these Saints of God. We are truly blessed! By Jane Ann Crenshaw 11/30/09
This past year his throat required yet another surgery but this time they were to remove his voice box and give him a device that would enable him to talk again. As plans go many times in our life, this plan didn't come off as well as it did on paper. Cancer was involved and Harry's days became few. As daunting as all that sounds, Harry smiled and mouthed; "I'm going home!" We made our last visit in person with Harry on Monday the 2nd of November. I saw first hand how much more difficult it was for him to even whisper anymore, although he still had his note pad and pen. The following week I sent him a letter.
November 9, 2009 We were happy to finally get to visit with you the other morning at the hospital. We are always uplifted when we are with you. We know these are difficult days for you and your family but God is with you. Take hold of His hand and feel His presence.
One of our most favorite scriptures that is usually read at memorial services is really for our days of living and not necessarily after we die. It is most famous because it depicts Jesus as the "Good Shepherd." Jim many years ago started paraphrasing the 23rd Psalm by putting the name of the person he wanted to read it to, within the context of the scripture. I want to do that for you Harry. It not only becomes personal, but it brings you and Christ into focus, together.
"Harry, the Lord is your shephered; You shall not want. He will make you to lie down in green pastures. He leads you beside still waters; and He restores your soul. The Lord, Harry, will lead you in paths of righteousness for His name's sake. Even though you walk through the valley of the shadow of death, you will fear no evil; for He is with you; His rod and His staff will comfort you. Harry, the Lord prepares a table before you in the presence of your enemies; He anoints your head with oil, and your cup overflows. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow you all the days of your life; and you Harry, shall dwell in His house, forever." Psalm 23
This is a hppay scripture! This is a comfort to our souls! God wants us to always feel safe. Remember the story as Jesus approached the boat while walking upon the water? When the Apostles saw Him they thought it was a ghost and were filled with fear. Jesus spoke to them and said; "Take heart, it is I; have no fear." Mark 6:50c In other words, Jesus says; "Do not be afraid, I will be with you always, even to the end." Matthew 28:20b
Harry, we love you and your family. If there is anything we can do or to be helpful in any way, please let us know. It is our joy to help make you as comfortable as possible. We praise the Lord for bringing you into our lives and may His peace and joy surround you completely. Our prayer is that you will let the Lord walk with you and your family through out all the days ahead. Harry never read my letter! He went home instead!
11/10/09 During prayer time at our weekly Bible Study I prayed for Harry. I asked the Lord to take him gently and was content knowing our Lord is faithful! I received a call the following morning; Harry passed away the evening before. The Lord answered my prayer and the prayers of others. He took Harry gently; without pain nor further suffering. "The memory of the righteous is a blessing." Proverbs 10:7a Jim and I have had our lives enriched by these Saints of God. We are truly blessed! By Jane Ann Crenshaw 11/30/09
Thursday, December 3, 2009
SAINTS OF CHRISTIAN HALLS! Betty (continued)
Betty shared with me daily, her physical decline. She would let me know when she was to see a Doctor and on occasion we would go to Medford and see her when she was in the hospital. She knew that her time was getting shorter and shorter. But Jennifer baked her goodies and we took one to Betty and also to Mabel on the same trip at Christmas time. Although Betty's illness was taking its toll on her, her skin was soft and supple; her color was beautiful and her white hair was gorgeous. However, even if on the outside she was lovely to look at, her insides were rotting away. She was more than ready to meet her Savior and was anxious for the day.
1/28/09 am Betty: I was afraid that this is what was happening. You have been such a dear friend and such an encouragement to me. Sometimes I wonder why we wait so long to open ourselves to each other. We wait until it is time to say goodbye. However, I feel we have made up for lost time in these past few years. Praise God for email, huh?
Some take this final step with trepidation but God has promised us peace all the way. Recently I read; "Sing praises to the Lord, O you His saints, and give thanks to His holy name. For His anger is but for a moment, and His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning." Psalms 30:4-5 What a glorious morning it will be for you when you come face to face with our Savior! Thank you for sharing some of your life with me! Thank you for our wonderful friendship! Have Peggy call me or email me. I want to be kept informed. I will let you rest now, even though all of this is far from what I want. Loving you! Jim and Jane Ann.
1/28/09 pm It is with sadness OR gladness that I must give you this news. I went in the hospital last night; after seeing my primary Doctor. They ran an ultra sound on my tummy and put me to bed. Then they came in this morning and said that my tummy is full of cancers and they believe I will die in the next couple of days. I am at peace with that Jane Ann and Jim. I know where I am going. They have told me to stop dialysis and that I will simply fall asleep in a couple days and you and I know where I will awaken, don't we? I called Peggy at work and she came down to get instructions from me. She is doing fairly well with the information. One of my sons is on his way up here already. He will be doing the funeral! I am making him promise to make it a celebration of the wonderful life I have had on earth and now I will be forever with my Lord. Do not weep for me! Sing a song of gladness! I love you dearly! Betty
1/29/09 am The following day I received an email from Betty's grandson who let me know Betty passed away during the night. Her mind was sound! her body became more frail day by day. At the end, she was more willing to meet Jesus and not the dialysis. As the Doctor said; when you discontinue dialysis you will just go to sleep. Oh what a glorious morning Betty had!
I knew that she had been in the Navy when she was a young woman during World War II. I knew that she had a great sense of humor as she shared her life with me. I didn't know that she would be receiving full honors of a Military Memorial Service at the Veteran's Cemetery. I was honored to know her! I am honored to have been considered her friend. When you recall how lives are intertwined with your own, you discover how comforting that is to your soul and yet it yields tears because you can't help but long for that comfort still. Times, places and things that are comforting to our souls is what makes us anxious and cause us to cry out; "You also be patient. Establish your hearts, for the coming of the Lord is at hand." James 5:8 Betty was 86 her last birthday and thought she was old, but today her youthful spirit has returned. By Jane Ann Crenshaw 11/29/09
1/28/09 am Betty: I was afraid that this is what was happening. You have been such a dear friend and such an encouragement to me. Sometimes I wonder why we wait so long to open ourselves to each other. We wait until it is time to say goodbye. However, I feel we have made up for lost time in these past few years. Praise God for email, huh?
Some take this final step with trepidation but God has promised us peace all the way. Recently I read; "Sing praises to the Lord, O you His saints, and give thanks to His holy name. For His anger is but for a moment, and His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning." Psalms 30:4-5 What a glorious morning it will be for you when you come face to face with our Savior! Thank you for sharing some of your life with me! Thank you for our wonderful friendship! Have Peggy call me or email me. I want to be kept informed. I will let you rest now, even though all of this is far from what I want. Loving you! Jim and Jane Ann.
1/28/09 pm It is with sadness OR gladness that I must give you this news. I went in the hospital last night; after seeing my primary Doctor. They ran an ultra sound on my tummy and put me to bed. Then they came in this morning and said that my tummy is full of cancers and they believe I will die in the next couple of days. I am at peace with that Jane Ann and Jim. I know where I am going. They have told me to stop dialysis and that I will simply fall asleep in a couple days and you and I know where I will awaken, don't we? I called Peggy at work and she came down to get instructions from me. She is doing fairly well with the information. One of my sons is on his way up here already. He will be doing the funeral! I am making him promise to make it a celebration of the wonderful life I have had on earth and now I will be forever with my Lord. Do not weep for me! Sing a song of gladness! I love you dearly! Betty
1/29/09 am The following day I received an email from Betty's grandson who let me know Betty passed away during the night. Her mind was sound! her body became more frail day by day. At the end, she was more willing to meet Jesus and not the dialysis. As the Doctor said; when you discontinue dialysis you will just go to sleep. Oh what a glorious morning Betty had!
I knew that she had been in the Navy when she was a young woman during World War II. I knew that she had a great sense of humor as she shared her life with me. I didn't know that she would be receiving full honors of a Military Memorial Service at the Veteran's Cemetery. I was honored to know her! I am honored to have been considered her friend. When you recall how lives are intertwined with your own, you discover how comforting that is to your soul and yet it yields tears because you can't help but long for that comfort still. Times, places and things that are comforting to our souls is what makes us anxious and cause us to cry out; "You also be patient. Establish your hearts, for the coming of the Lord is at hand." James 5:8 Betty was 86 her last birthday and thought she was old, but today her youthful spirit has returned. By Jane Ann Crenshaw 11/29/09
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
SAINTS OF CHRISTIAN HALLS! Betty
Betty and I knew each other for many years while attending White City Christian Church but we became Email buddies for over seven years after we moved away. I thoroughly enjoyed her matter of fact ways and was pleased when she became a follower of Morning Glory and would read my blog. Betty was always willing to share some of her stories with me and as always I would be amazed at what these friends of mine did when they were young and full of vitality; when they were young parents and the life they lived was full of activity and promise. We forget that old people were not always old, you know!
11/28/08 Jane Ann, I thank you for the birthday card and the handkercief. It was lovely and brought back fond memories of years past. It was a tradition in our family as well to pass pretty handkerchiefs to family and friends that were special. My dad's sister even sent him some for his birthday. When Mom died, I grabbed her big collection of hankies. No one else wanted to be bothered with them, but to me they were wonderful memories of days gone by. Through the many years, the collection is finally gone, but it was such a sweet memory for me to look through them and pick one to give to someone else. It made me feel like my mother was joining me in giving them away. Betty
12/3/08 Hello again. I just remembered something from my past. I used to teach Good News Club at my home in California. I had most of the neighborhood kids coming. Some were church going kids, some never got to church or Sunday School. We would always have a memory verse, of course; and I would write the Bible verse number on my front window where anyone on the street could read it. I was amazed at how many of the kids told me that their parents were so curious they would go home and look it up in their Bible. Hey, whatever works to get them to read the Bible, right? Thought you would get amused with that story. Betty
12/17/08 I was reading the Morning Glory Devotionals and in one you asked about traditions that have gone by the wayside. Well when we lived in Germany, one of their traditions was to go visiting. Prior to the day, all houses smelled like fresh baked cookies. These were not put on a plate. No, these were hung on the Christmas tree. Of course, When someone came to visit, they were supposed to each take a cookie from the tree. Of course, the tree most admired was the tree that only had a couple cookies left. That meant, that house had been honored by many guests and well wishers. I kind of liked that idea. How about you?
Another time, I remember when my kids were very young (5 and under) we were still in Germany. I had been telling the kids about Jesus birth and they asked if we were having a birthday party for Jesus. It seemed like a good idea to me, so we invited all the kids on the street to Jesus birthday party. We did request a parent come with the kids, since they were all so young. It was a nice party, but I am afraid the parents did not control their kids, because our tree had almost all the ornaments broken when the party was over. Germany has really beautiful ornaments and I was sorry to lose most of them. Betty
My friend, Betty, was full of wisdom, gentleness and womanly grace. You could tell that she had had hip replacements but that didn't keep her from volunteering at the local Elementary School as a teachers aide for almost 20 years or so. It is always hard when our bodies begin to fail us; it is always hard to look on the bright side of life when we are filled with aches and pains. It is always difficult when you have dialysis three times a week and know, that is what is keeping you alive. This was Betty's lot in life these past years. She didn't complain except to worry about her daughter, Peggy, who she had to call upon for transportation and help. Financially, Betty was good, but physically she was worse for wear. Together we praised God for His goodness and His spiritual guidance. By Jane Ann Crenshaw 11/29/09
11/28/08 Jane Ann, I thank you for the birthday card and the handkercief. It was lovely and brought back fond memories of years past. It was a tradition in our family as well to pass pretty handkerchiefs to family and friends that were special. My dad's sister even sent him some for his birthday. When Mom died, I grabbed her big collection of hankies. No one else wanted to be bothered with them, but to me they were wonderful memories of days gone by. Through the many years, the collection is finally gone, but it was such a sweet memory for me to look through them and pick one to give to someone else. It made me feel like my mother was joining me in giving them away. Betty
12/3/08 Hello again. I just remembered something from my past. I used to teach Good News Club at my home in California. I had most of the neighborhood kids coming. Some were church going kids, some never got to church or Sunday School. We would always have a memory verse, of course; and I would write the Bible verse number on my front window where anyone on the street could read it. I was amazed at how many of the kids told me that their parents were so curious they would go home and look it up in their Bible. Hey, whatever works to get them to read the Bible, right? Thought you would get amused with that story. Betty
12/17/08 I was reading the Morning Glory Devotionals and in one you asked about traditions that have gone by the wayside. Well when we lived in Germany, one of their traditions was to go visiting. Prior to the day, all houses smelled like fresh baked cookies. These were not put on a plate. No, these were hung on the Christmas tree. Of course, When someone came to visit, they were supposed to each take a cookie from the tree. Of course, the tree most admired was the tree that only had a couple cookies left. That meant, that house had been honored by many guests and well wishers. I kind of liked that idea. How about you?
Another time, I remember when my kids were very young (5 and under) we were still in Germany. I had been telling the kids about Jesus birth and they asked if we were having a birthday party for Jesus. It seemed like a good idea to me, so we invited all the kids on the street to Jesus birthday party. We did request a parent come with the kids, since they were all so young. It was a nice party, but I am afraid the parents did not control their kids, because our tree had almost all the ornaments broken when the party was over. Germany has really beautiful ornaments and I was sorry to lose most of them. Betty
My friend, Betty, was full of wisdom, gentleness and womanly grace. You could tell that she had had hip replacements but that didn't keep her from volunteering at the local Elementary School as a teachers aide for almost 20 years or so. It is always hard when our bodies begin to fail us; it is always hard to look on the bright side of life when we are filled with aches and pains. It is always difficult when you have dialysis three times a week and know, that is what is keeping you alive. This was Betty's lot in life these past years. She didn't complain except to worry about her daughter, Peggy, who she had to call upon for transportation and help. Financially, Betty was good, but physically she was worse for wear. Together we praised God for His goodness and His spiritual guidance. By Jane Ann Crenshaw 11/29/09
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
SAINTS OF CHRISTIAN HALLS! Mabel
Mabel and I worked at my brother Lee's Dry Cleaners and continued to have lunch once a week until we moved to Klamath Falls. Neither of us were letter writers so our correspondence was far and few between until Mabel had a stroke. Then I would write to her once a month, even though she couldn't write to me. The following is excerpts of my last letter to Mabel and two short notes I received from her daughter Butch.
July 7, 2009 Dear Mabel and Ken: Here I am again with my short notes. About a year ago, we had a new Wendy's built right across the street where the old one was. We still haven't been to the new one but each time we stop at a Wendy's I think about our weekly visits over lunch there. We had some good times didn't we?
How is your family doing? I think about Butch often as well as you and Ken. I can't remember your grandchildren's names anymore but I remember you had a lot of them. I suspect they are all grown. I get confused when it comes to your daughters names but I remember you had four of them and of course your son. All of them love you dearly! Our summer has finally arrived. Even though it gets pretty warm I think I like it better than the cold winter. Jim turns the AC up and then I freeze even when it is 85 outside. So, I sit around with my blanket on, even in the summer. We have had some pretty good thunder storms and bright flashes of lightning but all in all our summer is what I expected, even with the intermittent showers.
Jim is out working in the flowerbeds today, watering the front yard and just puttering around. He was going to refinish his shower with a kit but I called a place this morning to see how much it would be to have it done. They sand, clean the shower and then they put a finishing glaze on it that is suppose to last at least 15 years. Makes it look like new. For a nominal price, Jim wouldn't have to do it and so I think we will go that route and have it done.
Well, I hope my note finds you two doing good. Miss you a lot and think about the good ole days often. Continue to watch out for each other....loving each other is what makes our lives good, isn't it? God bless you both; Jim and Jane Ann
July 10, 2009 Dear Jane Ann & Jim: A short note to let you know Mom has been in the hospital 8 days; coming home today. Were having a nurse come and hospice. I hate to tell you this but Mom only has about a week to live, give or take. I appreciate all your letters and coming to see her. And most of all Thank You for being her friend. She thought a lot of you both. Again, Thank you; Sincerely Butch!
We went to visit with Mabel July 13th. She was in a hospital bed in the middle of her living room. She didn't seem to notice we were there but when we were leaving, Ken her husband, said to her; "Jim and Jane Ann are here!" She responded with; "I know!" Bless her heart and Ken's. He has been a good husband in taking such good care of her.
August 5, 2009 Dear Jane Ann and Jim: Thank you for the pretty card. We all miss her so much. It's to bad you weren't there on July 16th; As the Lord gave Mom a special gift. Her eyes opened for 2 hours and she talked loud and clear to everyone. Just like she did over a year ago, before her stroke. He also blessed us by giving her that time to say her goodbyes. She will always be with us. Thanks again! You people were special friends of hers. Love to you both! PS: Kenny wants me to thank you and Jim also...Thank You!
"Rejoice always; pray constantly, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you." 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 It is important for us to pray for one another at all times. It is important that we take time for others. Mabel would have been 86 on September 18, 2009! Her celebration is complete, for she is at home. By Jane Ann Crenshaw 11/28/09
July 7, 2009 Dear Mabel and Ken: Here I am again with my short notes. About a year ago, we had a new Wendy's built right across the street where the old one was. We still haven't been to the new one but each time we stop at a Wendy's I think about our weekly visits over lunch there. We had some good times didn't we?
How is your family doing? I think about Butch often as well as you and Ken. I can't remember your grandchildren's names anymore but I remember you had a lot of them. I suspect they are all grown. I get confused when it comes to your daughters names but I remember you had four of them and of course your son. All of them love you dearly! Our summer has finally arrived. Even though it gets pretty warm I think I like it better than the cold winter. Jim turns the AC up and then I freeze even when it is 85 outside. So, I sit around with my blanket on, even in the summer. We have had some pretty good thunder storms and bright flashes of lightning but all in all our summer is what I expected, even with the intermittent showers.
Jim is out working in the flowerbeds today, watering the front yard and just puttering around. He was going to refinish his shower with a kit but I called a place this morning to see how much it would be to have it done. They sand, clean the shower and then they put a finishing glaze on it that is suppose to last at least 15 years. Makes it look like new. For a nominal price, Jim wouldn't have to do it and so I think we will go that route and have it done.
Well, I hope my note finds you two doing good. Miss you a lot and think about the good ole days often. Continue to watch out for each other....loving each other is what makes our lives good, isn't it? God bless you both; Jim and Jane Ann
July 10, 2009 Dear Jane Ann & Jim: A short note to let you know Mom has been in the hospital 8 days; coming home today. Were having a nurse come and hospice. I hate to tell you this but Mom only has about a week to live, give or take. I appreciate all your letters and coming to see her. And most of all Thank You for being her friend. She thought a lot of you both. Again, Thank you; Sincerely Butch!
We went to visit with Mabel July 13th. She was in a hospital bed in the middle of her living room. She didn't seem to notice we were there but when we were leaving, Ken her husband, said to her; "Jim and Jane Ann are here!" She responded with; "I know!" Bless her heart and Ken's. He has been a good husband in taking such good care of her.
August 5, 2009 Dear Jane Ann and Jim: Thank you for the pretty card. We all miss her so much. It's to bad you weren't there on July 16th; As the Lord gave Mom a special gift. Her eyes opened for 2 hours and she talked loud and clear to everyone. Just like she did over a year ago, before her stroke. He also blessed us by giving her that time to say her goodbyes. She will always be with us. Thanks again! You people were special friends of hers. Love to you both! PS: Kenny wants me to thank you and Jim also...Thank You!
"Rejoice always; pray constantly, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you." 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 It is important for us to pray for one another at all times. It is important that we take time for others. Mabel would have been 86 on September 18, 2009! Her celebration is complete, for she is at home. By Jane Ann Crenshaw 11/28/09
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