Like several Thanksgiving Days in the past, this year's found us once more hustling to finish up processing the last of the deer meat. The Smiths blessed us with a dandy young buck, and Steve gave us two more; one from bow season, then another during the firearm season.
This year the weather turned nasty cold, complete with snow early in the season. So we let the Smiths' deer hang for a spell, with the skin on, to age like some professional meat processing businesses do with beef. When we went to get Steve's deer, one had been quartered and tossed in the freezer, and the other had been kept in a cooler of ice. Once we brought it all back the weather took on a warm spell and we had to hurry to get it all processed before it spoiled.
With just the two of us, the job was a slow one and dragged on. Doug's folks arrived about that time to be with us for the holiday, but we hardly saw them since they had their little cabin to work on. But at least most of the kids were now out of our hair and in their grandparents' hair. He, he, he.
The night before Thanksgiving I made up as many side dishes for the following day as I could. Doug's mom had cooked the turkey before they'd come so I was grateful to know most everything was ready and we could have a relaxing day. We still had a good amount of deer meat to get through, but there was still ice in the cooler keeping most of what we had left cold.
We slept in the next morning, and our breakfast was a leisure one. But I was starting to get worried when the day began to warm up more than we had expected. I was afraid we'd lose a fair amount of the meat if we waited until tomorrow to start in on it again, so the day's plans took a drastic turn.
We turned to left-overs for a quick lunch and Doug and I pulled out our big cutting boards once again and sharpened up our knives. Nan joined us this time which was a big help. I was disappointed that we were facing another rushed work day, but I was also very grateful for every scrap of meat we had. We were keeping everything from it all, right down to the gristle and bones for making a rich broth to can up.
By evening we were bushed and ready to relinquish our butcher blades for the day as the sun sank past the leaf-bare, tree covered hills, casting long chilly shadows across our valley. Nan had gone back to their cabin an hour or so before to help Larry wrap up whatever he had going on while Doug and I tidied up the kitchen.
I didn't want to tap into the dishes made for our Thanksgiving meal just yet, so I breaded and fried up a mess of fresh deer meat. I then placed it in a big basket along with some fresh veggies, plates and eating utensils, a few sodas and some fun napkins.
After I slipped little Ethan into the baby backpack carrier and shrugged it onto my back, Doug took up Eli and one of Nan's homemade pies. With my basket in hand, we all walked up the hill where the grandparents' cabin stood. A dim light showed through their window from a big flashlight (they don't have electric there) and Nan stepped out onto the porch with a hardy greeting as we approached. Hava, Will and Sam had already arrived and were bouncing about with enthusiasm nearly dropping the few things we had them carry.
Even though it's a small cabin, it seems roomy to me simply because it's not cluttered with the baggage a family of seven requires. We sat around munching down our simple meal as we chatted over one thing then the next. The kids busied themselves climbing up and down the loft ladder until their excitement got too loud. That activity was outlawed by Grandpa for the time being and they were made to sit down and work on a be-still challenge.
About that time, Nan brought out an early birthday gift for Hava which was a beautifully illustrated collection of short stories of The Little House on the Prairie book. We all lounged, letting our food settle as a few of us dozed and Nan read a couple chapters out of the book whilst getting half buried by grandchildren.
It was fun to hear those stories again. It brought me back to my childhood when Mom had read the books to us kids and I recall how much I'd wanted to live like the Ingles family had. And now here I was, relating a little too much to the stories and smiling knowing that that desire had never died. It had only grown. So much so that I was now living somewhat resembling the way they had and I still enjoy it. We are hauling water from the creek like Pa and the girls did. We're using oil lamps and a wood cookstove. Cooking over an open fire during the heat of the summer. Eating wild game and edibles found in the woods. Hand splitting firewood the way Pa had and our children scurry to gather up the small wood chunks and slivers left behind like Laura and Mary had done. I wasn't at all surprised how much I associated with Ma Ingles as she endured the endless dirt and dust that was seemingly impossible to keep out of her home. The unbearable heat while leaning over a hot stove preparing a meal in warm weather. Dealing with wet firewood. And attempting to keep the children clean during a full day of hard play outside. But as much work and toil as it all is, I'm still grateful for it all.
It was a memorable evening and we were all ready for our pillows as we sauntered back down the hill a few hours later towards our own cabin. The moon was bright and our breath could be seen in the cold, crisp air on that clear, cloudless night.
The next day we had our big meal and spent the day taking it easy. Larry and Nan finally broke away from their own task on their cabin and spent some of the day with us. I took some time to play around in my vineyard stringing up some more wire for the grapes for when they waken next spring. I realized then that, other than the work trips to IL, I'd been cooped up in the cabin since July preserving jellies, canning pumpkins and broths, processing meats as it came in, be it deer or wild boar, and making wines along with my general household chores and shawl weaving for craft shows. So I was thoroughly enjoying being outside again.
But even though so much hard work is required from this lifestyle, there's plenty be thankful for. May we always be blessed with work that will continue to keep us in food, warmth and comfort. And may we never forget to thank our ever-providing Lord every single day both for the work and its benefits.
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Christmas stories and Santa Claus at Echo Bluff State Park Dec. 20 through 23
Come to Echo Bluff State Park to hear a Christmas story, make a craft and visit with Santa Claus at 6:30 p.m. Dec. 20 through 23. A different book will be read each night. Visit with Santa by the fireplace at Betty Lea Lodge and tell him what you would like for Christmas.
Dec. 20 - Enjoy the book "Snow Tree" and find out how the animals of the forest celebrate the season. Create a nature ornament to hang on your tree.
Dec. 21 - Learn how Santa navigates around Missouri on a foggy night in "Santa is Coming to Missouri." Create a reindeer decoration.
Dec. 22 - Hear the classic "'Twas the Night Before Christmas." Decorate a stocking to hang over your fireplace.
Dec. 23 - Wear your pajamas and listen to "The Polar Express." Make a bell necklace.
These events are free and open to public.
Echo Bluff State Park is located on Highway 19, approximately 25 miles south of Salem and 14 miles north of Eminence. For more information about the event, call Echo Bluff State Park at 573-751-1224.
For more information on state parks and historic sites, visit mostateparks.com. Missouri State Parks is a division of the Missouri Department of Natural Resources.
Eminence School Board
Winona Senior Citizens News
MONDAY-Dec. 10-Will be breakfast of: biscuit & gravy, sausage, eggs, pancakes, fruit
TUESDAY-Dec.11-Frito pie, cheese, corn chips, apple sauce, pineapple cake
WEDNESDAY-Dec. 12-Philly cheese/steak sandwich, deli roll, french fries, salad, cake
THURSDAY-Dec. 13-Fried chicken, green beans, mashed potatoes, gravy, cookies
FRIDAY-Dec. 14-Swedish meatballs, scallop potatoes, spinach, peas & carrots, bread, cake
MONDAY-Dec. 17-Breakfast of: biscuit & gravy, sausage, eggs, pancakes, fruit
TUESDAY-Dec. 18-Sweet & sour chicken, rice, mixed veggies, bread, pie
WEDNESDAY-Dec.19-BBQ chicken wings, oven roasted potatoes, green beans, roll, cake
THURSDAY-Dec. 20-Meatloaf, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn, biscuit, pineapple crisp
FRIDAY-Dec. 21-CHRISTMAS DINNER- peppered turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, green beans, corn
(desert will be brought by attending senior members) Yum Yum!!
MERRY CHRISTMAS to all and the Center will be closed, Dec. 24, Dec. 25, Dec. 26, to enjoy with family.
THURSDAY-Dec. 27-will be breakfast of biscuit & gravy, sausage, eggs, pancakes, fruit
FRIDAY-Dec. 28-Ham & beans, oven potatoes, spinach, cornbread,cookies
Remember to save your Best Choice and Always Save UPC symbols for the Center!
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Shannon County Health Department Calendar
**WE ARE GIVING FLU SHOTS ON MONDAYS**
Monday, Dec. 17: FLU SHOTS, immunizations, blood draws, blood pressures, blood sugar screenings
Tuesday, Dec. 18: WIC (by appointment only), immunizations
Wednesday, Dec. 19: At Birch Tree Pioneer Baptist Church--WIC (by appt. only) & immunizations
Monday, Dec. 24: OFFICE CLOSED - MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Tuesday, Dec. 25: OFFICE CLOSED - MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Wednesday, Dec. 26: WIC (by appointment only), immunizations
Monday, Dec. 31: FLU SHOTS, immunizations, blood draws, blood pressures, blood sugar screenings
Celebrate the holiday season with ÔThe Christmas Skates'
Celebrate the holiday season by attending the Imaginary Theatre Company's production of "The Christmas Skates" Dec. 18 at the West Plains Civic Center theater.
The presentation is being sponsored by the Missouri State University-West Plains University/Community Programs (U/CP) Department and the West Plains Council on the Arts. Financial assistance for this project has been provided by the Missouri Arts Council, a state agency.
"It's our pleasure to partner with the West Plains Council on the Arts to bring this wonderful performance opportunity to the community," U/CP Director Brenda Polyard said.
The 50-minute play explores holiday traditions; themes of friendship, appreciation and giving; and accepting differences in each other. The true spirit of the holiday season shines brightly in this musical adaptation of Mary Griggs Van Voorhis's short story, "The Boy with the Box." It's nearly Christmas, and Tom Reynolds is excited to show off his brand-new skates - that is, until someone shows up with a newer, better pair. Meanwhile, across town, Harvey McGinnis is thrilled with the meager gifts he's managed to gather for his little sisters. Inspired by Harvey's kindness and spirit, Tom hatches a plan to give his new friend a holiday surprise to remember.
Two day-time performances will be offered free of charge for area students. A 7 p.m. evening performance is slated for the community, organizers said. Email email@example.com or call Sally Robinson at 417-255-7966 to reserve seats for students at the daytime performances.
Organizers note the evening performance will be in a sensory-friendly format. "If you know a child who lives with sensory sensitivity, this is the perfect way to introduce the child to the theater," said Paula Speraneo, president of the arts council.
Tickets are $5 for adults for the evening performance. Students with a BearPass ID and children ages 13 and under will be admitted free.
For more information, call 417-255-7966 or email firstname.lastname@example.org.
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New Eminence Public Library Hours: Monday-Tuesday-Wednesday, 1:00-4:00 p.m. Location: Courthouse First Floor.
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Papa Panov's Special Christmas
by Leo Tolstoy
This wonderful Christmas story is great to read with children. It was translated into English by Leo Tolstoy. The original story was written in French by Ruben Saillens and demonstrates the virtues of kindness and compassion. It is based on a verse from the Bible, Matthew 25:35:
"For I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me.."
It was Christmas Eve and although it was still afternoon, lights had begun to appear in the shops and houses of the little Russian village, for the short winter day was nearly over. Excited children scurried indoors and now only muffled sounds of chatter and laughter escaped from closed shutters.
Old Papa Panov, the village shoemaker, stepped outside his shop to take one last look around. The sounds of happiness, the bright lights and the faint but delicious smells of Christmas cooking reminded him of past Christmas times when his wife had still been alive and his own children little. Now they had gone. His usually cheerful face, with the little laughter wrinkles behind the round steel spectacles, looked sad now. But he went back indoors with a firm step, put up the shutters and set a pot of coffee to heat on the charcoal stove. Then, with a sigh, he settled in his big armchair.
Papa Panov did not often read, but tonight he pulled down the big old family Bible and, slowly tracing the lines with one forefinger, he read again the Christmas story. He read how Mary and Joseph, tired by their journey to Bethlehem, found no room for them at the inn, so that Mary's little baby was born in the cowshed.
"Oh, dear, oh, dear!" exclaimed Papa Panov, "if only they had come here! I would have given them my bed and I could have covered the baby with my patchwork quilt to keep him warm."
He read on about the wise men who had come to see the baby Jesus, bringing him splendid gifts. Papa Panov's face fell. "I have no gift that I could give him," he thought sadly.
Then his face brightened. He put down the Bible, got up and stretched his long arms t the shelf high up in his little room. He took down a small, dusty box and opened it. Inside was a perfect pair of tiny leather shoes. Papa Panov smiled with satisfaction. Yes, they were as good as he had remembered -- the best shoes he had ever made. "I should give him those," he decided, as he gently put them away and sat down again.
He was feeling tired now, and the further he read the sleepier he became. The print began to dance before his eyes so that he closed them, just for a minute. In no time at all Papa Panov was fast asleep.
And as he slept he dreamed. He dreamed that someone was in his room and he knew at once, as one does in dreams, who the person was. It was Jesus.
"You have been wishing that you could see me, Papa Panov." he said kindly, "then look for me tomorrow. It will be Christmas Day and I will visit you. But look carefully, for I shall not tell you who I am."
When at last Papa Panov awoke, the bells were ringing out and a thin light was filtering through the shutters. "Bless my soul!" said Papa Panov. "It's Christmas Day!"
He stood up and stretched himself for he was rather stiff. Then his face filled with happiness as he remembered his dream. This would be a very special Christmas after all, for Jesus was coming to visit him. How would he look? Would he be a little baby, as at that first Christmas? Would he be a grown man, a carpenter -- or the great King that he is, God's Son? He must watch carefully the whole day through so that he recognized him however he came.
Papa Panov put on a special pot of coffee for his Christmas breakfast, took down the shutters and looked out of the window. The street was deserted, no one was stirring yet. No one except the road sweeper. He looked as miserable and dirty as ever, and well he might! Whoever wanted to work on Christmas Day -- and in the raw cold and bitter freezing mist of such a morning?
Papa Panov opened the shop door, letting in a thin stream of cold air. "Come in!" he shouted across the street cheerily. "Come in and have some hot coffee to keep out the cold!"
The sweeper looked up, scarcely able to believe his ears. He was only too glad to put down his broom and come into the warm room. His old clothes steamed gently in the heat of the stove and he clasped both red hands round the comforting warm mug as he drank.
Papa Panov watched him with satisfaction, but every now and them his eyes strayed to the window. It would never do to miss his special visitor.
"Expecting someone?" the sweeper asked at last. So Papa Panov told him about his dream.
"Well, I hope he comes," the sweeper said, "you've given me a bit of Christmas cheer I never expected to have. I'd say you deserve to have your dream come true." And he actually smiled.
When he had gone, Papa Panov put on cabbage soup for his dinner, then went to the door again, scanning the street. He saw no one. But he was mistaken. Someone was coming.
The girl walked so slowly and quietly, hugging the walls of shops and houses, that it was a while before he noticed her. She looked very tired and she was carrying something. As she drew nearer he could see that it was a baby, wrapped in a thin shawl. There was such sadness in her face and in the pinched little face of the baby, that Papa Panov's heart went out to them.
"Won't you come in," he called, stepping outside to meet them. "You both need a warm seat by the fire and a rest."
The young mother let him shepherd her indoors and to the comfort of the armchair. She gave a big sigh of relief.
"I'll warm some milk for the baby," Papa Panov said, "I've had children of my own -- I can feed her for you." He took the milk from the stove and carefully fed the baby from a spoon, warming her tiny feet by the stove at the same time.
"She needs shoes," the cobbler said.
But the girl replied, "I can't afford shoes, I've got no husband to bring home money. I'm on my way to the next village to get work."
A sudden thought flashed through Papa Panov's mind. He remembered the little shoes he had looked at last night. But he had been keeping those for Jesus. He looked again at the cold little feet and made up his mind.
"Try these on her," he said, handing the baby and the shoes to the mother. The beautiful little shoes were a perfect fit. The girl smiled happily and the baby gurgled with pleasure.
"You have been so kind to us," the girl said, when she got up with her baby to go. "May all your Christmas wishes come true!"
But Papa Panov was beginning to wonder if his very special Christmas wish would come true. Perhaps he had missed his visitor? He looked anxiously up and down the street. There were plenty of people about but they were all faces that he recognized. There were neighbors going to call on their families. They nodded and smiled and wished him Happy Christmas! Or beggars -- and Papa Panov hurried indoors to fetch them hot soup and a generous hunk of bread, hurrying out again in case he missed the Important Stranger.
All too soon the winter dusk fell. When Papa Panov next went to the door and strained his eyes, he could no longer make out the passers-by. Most were home and indoors by now anyway. He walked slowly back into his room at last, put up the shutters, and sat down wearily in his armchair.
So it had been just a dream after all. Jesus had not come.
Then all at once he knew that he was no longer alone in the room.
This was not dream for he was wide awake. At first he seemed to see before his eyes the long stream of people who had come to him that day. He saw again the old road sweeper, the young mother and her baby and the beggars he had fed. As they passed, each whispered, "Didn't you see me, Papa Panov?"
"Who are you?" he called out, bewildered.
Then another voice answered him. It was the voice from his dream -- the voice of Jesus.
"I was hungry and you fed me," he said. "I was naked and you clothed me. I was cold and you warmed me. I came to you today in everyone of those you helped and welcomed."
Then all was quiet and still. Only the sound of the big clock ticking. A great peace and happiness seemed to fill the room, overflowing Papa Panov's heart until he wanted to burst out singing and laughing and dancing with joy.
"So he did come after all!" was all that he said.
Letters to the Editor!
Eminence Area Senior Citizens News
EHS Alumni News
EHS Banquet News
By: Pearl Bunch Edgar
I am attempting to get caught up reporting! Got to where I could not see very well so haven't been doing my usual chores. Now have eyesight improved since cataract surgery!
I am of the opinion all enjoyed the Festivities Day Activities at good ole' EHS!
A good turnout of alumnus and their guests attended the 50th annual Festivities Day activities on July 1, 2018 at the Leroy Lewis Gym. The Banquet began at 6:00 p.m. with President Brad Williams officiating. We, the EHS Alumni officers, wish to express our appreciation for use of the school facility for the event. THANK YOU to the school board, faculty, and citizens of the district for allowing us to "come back home" to the nice facility for the day! THANK YOU also goes to Theresa Enloe for again preparing and serving the delicious Banquet meal!
Welcome aboard to our new President, Greg Rowden, and New Historian, Vinita Pope Chilton. Incumbent officers are: Vice President, Alan Banks and Secretary/Treasurer, Pearl Bunch Edgar.
The $200 Scholarship for 2018 was awarded to most deserving senior, Ashley Enloe. We are sorry she was not in attendance for recognition. Ashley was also Valedictoian and Kyndall Copeland was Salutatorian. Brad Rayfield traveled the greatest distance to attend festivities. The Medley's were the largest family in attendance.
It looks like we had 67 graduates, 21 guests and 5 musicians present for the Banquet meal on July 7, 2018 at the Leroy Lewis Gym making a total of 93 attending the Banquet!. The graduates were: Our eldest member was Class of 1949-T.F. Cox; Our youngest member was Class of 1980-Annette Warren Nichols; Class of 1951-Leland Wilkins; Class of 1952 -Andy Bressler, Gene Nichols; Class of 1953-Quinton Walsh, Doris Sutton Medley; Class of 1954-Mary Medley Dyer; Class of 1955-Jerome Rader, Keith Galbraith, Junior Edgar; Class of 1956-Walter Powell, Hazel Lancaster Powell, Danny Cooley, Robert Bean, Otto Underwood, Max Rader, Lindell (Windy) Smith; Class of 1957-Gene Copeland, T.J. Martin, Darlene Carr Walsh, Betty Buckley Hodge, Mag Bunch Wilkins, Pearl Bunch Edgar; Class of 1958 -Zara Ruth Bailey Smith,Joan Colley Dix, Norma Warren Cooley, Carolyn Tucker Carbo, Carl Medley, Joy Sconce Cox; Class of 1959-Margaret Copeland Jones; Class of 1960-Jayne Rader; Class of 1961-Doris Ann Broadfoot Warren; Class of 1962-Jack Burrus, James Burnett; Class of 1963-Willard Knuckles, Lee Roy Randolph, Ken Wood, Bill Martin, Marilyn Knight Tucker; Class of 1964-Brad Williams, Alan Banks, Alvin Bressler, Kathryn Honeycutt Bressler; Class of 1965-Dorothy Smith Williams, Jerry Chilton; Class of 1966- Peggy Knuckles Smith; Class of 1968-Rhonda Collins Counts, Kay Ferguson Chilton, Betty Barton Burrus, Loudean Goforth Knuckles, Betty Harrison Murr, Mickie Salisbury Randelston, Dick Martin, Robert Medley, Brad Rayfield, Stan Smith, Dan Deatherage, Ron Lawson; Class of 1969- Stan Martin; Class of 1978-Gary Nichols, Terri Ipock Mendenhall, Kathy Hodge Weaver, Emma Dyer Bland, Kathy Atchison, Cindy Medley Pollock, Ann Combs Tottingham. All classes ending in 8 were recognized. Of course the class of 1968 got the honor for having most members present. Our guests were: Vicky Medley, Gary Mendenhall, Tom Smith, Carol Underwood, Don Tottingham, Viola Nichols, Marla Denton, Ruby Randolph, Paul Nash, Brenda Deatherage, Nick Carbo, Jackie Medley, Jeris Bean, Carl Jones, Donna Martin, Dyana Wood, Cecilia Martin, Robert Randelston, Pamella Powell, Jerry Tucker, Barry Tomlinson. Add to that list the 5 musicians of Country Revival, Dave Anderson, Gary Alcorn, Darrel Jones, Calvin Cooper, Larry Martin. That's our list!
We want to sound a big THANK YOU to all graduates who support the Alumni Association by paying annual membership dues of $5, and attending Festivities Day activities. It is your support that keeps the association alive and thriving!A heads up for 2019 Alumni Festivities Day activities will be on July 6, 2019, same location! You may contact me at: via mail at: 23179 CR 315, Eminence, MO 65466, by phone; 573-226-3930 or by e-mail: email@example.com or firstname.lastname@example.org.
Driftwood Outdoors By Brandon Butler
Properly clean your firearms before storing until next season
Cleaning a firearm doesn't have to be a chore. With the right tools, it's actually a short, simple process. If you can designate a cleaning station on your workbench, or at least keep your tools organized in an accessible location, the cleaning process will be much smoother, and faster.
Before you begin the actual process of cleaning, you must take every precaution to ensure safety. A high percentage of firearms related accidents occur while cleaning. By following a few simple rules, you can greatly reduce the chances of having an accident yourself.
? Make sure the safety is on.
? Always keep the muzzle pointed in a safe direction.
? Make sure the firearm is unloaded
? Always keep your finger away from the trigger
? Clean from the chamber when possible.
Once you have taken the above precautions, begin the cleaning process by placing your firearm in a solid gun vise. Different styles of firearms require different methods of cleaning. For this article, we are going to use a bolt action rifle as our example.
Once your rifle is secure in the vise, prepare it for cleaning by removing the bolt. Look down the barrel to ensure it is clear of any obstructions. Next, you want to insert a bore guide into the rear of the receiver. A bore guide is important to use because cleaning without a bore guide can allow a rod to rub the chamber or bore, which can cause accuracy issues. Also, a bore guide keeps solvents from spilling on your firearm's finish or into its action.
Once you're set up and ready to go with your bore guide, select the proper jag, screw it on your rod and place a cotton patch on the end. Insert the jag into the bore guide, and liberally apply a good powder solvent through the port hole. Try to always use cotton patches, as opposed to synthetic patches, because they absorb solvent much better. Now run your rod through the rear of the bore guide all the way down the bore. You're going to repeat this process at least five times. A good tip is to use a patch trap. Doing so will save the hassle of having to pick up your wet, dirty patches. Next, remove your jag and attach a proper size bronze brush. Run it down the bore 10 times, five forward and five back. Now, reattach your jag, put on another patch, soak it in powder solvent and repeat the earlier jag and patch process to remove any fouling you may have loosened with the brush.
Once your patches are coming out fairly clean (they'll never be perfect), it's time to address copper fouling. Put on a clean patch and soak it in a quality copper solvent. Run at least five patches down the bore, dropping them in the patch trap. Next, run a dry patch down the bore. Repeat until a patch comes out clean. The last step is to lightly oil a patch with a good gun oil and run it down the bore. You should now have a clean barrel.
You should also take the time to clean your bolt and action. Scrub the bolt with a quality nylon brush. Wipe it off with a common shop towel and brush the bolt lightly with gun lubricant in three places - the breech side of the locking lugs, cocking cam and the engagement surface of the cocking piece. Next, use an action tool with a powder solvent soaked cotton swab to clean the raceway and chamber. Reinstall your bolt, and that's it, you're done.
A properly cared for firearm will pass through generations as an heirloom. Shooting grandpa's gun is a rite of passage every young hunter should experience. Take the time to properly care for and clean, and your firearms will be dropping deer and ducks for years to come.
See you down the trail
Pic: Properly cleaning a firearm will help keep it useful for generations. (Photo courtesy: Battenfeld Technologies).
Area Church News
Jack's Fork Country Church
GREETINGS ON A SUNNY WINTER SUNDAY!
Our service began with prayer & the pledge, led by Dave Anderson. Scripture was read . Isaiah 26:3-4. We praised God in song!
Prayers: Sue Keeling, Jonabeth Crider, Nikki Watson, Mackie Redman, Sylvia (Gas's granddaughter), Lee Buffington, Brother Howell Burkhead, Eileen Frescoln, Shelden Laquet, Linda, the family of Lottie Bailey, traveling mercies, our military/country families & leaders. Allen Akers led us in prayer.
Tileta Burkhead sang "Come On, Ring Those Bells!"
Misty Wallace adjourned to Sunday School, teaching "The Reason for the Season!"
Howell Burkhead gave our sermon, reading from Luke 2:1-7.
ROOM IN OUR HEARTS FOR GOD!
When Jesus was born, Mary wrapped Him in swaddling garments. Joseph and Mary went to the inn with their child and were told "No room at the inn!". So, they took their child to a manger and did not complain in this drafty, cold barn. It would be this way Jesus' entire life of ministry. John said that when Jesus came into His own, they received him NOT! Job 2:10. Have room for what God has given to you. Submit to God this Christmas season!
Brother Howell told the story of Rose Kennedy's conversion story. Famous rich people gathered for a bible class lecture by Dr. Moody, at the home of heiress Barbara Holmyard. He spoke on death. Rose told Dr. Moody of how proud she and her husband were of their newborn baby girl! In time, they realized something was wrong with her. She was diagnosed with severe mental illness. Rose was filled with anger at God, and turned her back on Him and even her own little girl! A beloved household maid told Rose that she hated to see her so filled with anger which was destroying her. Rose fired the maid on the spot! This plagued Rose for years, until finally, she knelt by her bed and asked God to forgive her. She immediately felt joy fill her soul! She re-hired her maid who stayed with them for years. Rose Kennedy made room for Christ in her heart. Make your heart a manger for Christ to enter this Christmas season! Prayer.
Dave A. sang "I'm Gonna Live Forever!"
We ended with song and prayer.
HOW WILL YOU SPEND ETERNITY?
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Winona Assembly of God
The Winona Assembly of God Church will present a 75 minute narrated play, directed by Carrie Roberts, on Sunday, Dec. 16, beginning at 6 PM. The play is titled "Redemption In The Wings" but the real drama is behind the scenes by Fred Passmore. Also singing by the AG Youth Group and others. Everyone invited.
Winona Baptist Dec. 2, 2018 Resting in God's sovereignty enables us to be kind to those who have
hurt us and gives us hope for current situations that seem purposeless. Please pray for our Winona community, Police Dept., Fire Dept., our
nation, leaders, schools, the homeless and the needy, and pray for one
another. Bro. Nick's message today was 2 Corinthians 3:1 Ministers in the new
testament- the new covenant in the Holy Spirit of Jesus. Do we begin again
to command ourselves? Or need we as others; epistles of commendation to
you, or letters of commendation from you? Such letters of introduction
constituted a common practice in the early church (cf. Acts 9:1, 2; 18-27)
Due to the prevailing social, political, and religious climate, such
letters were both advisable and necessary. Paul here does not disparage
their use. he can only be amazed that the Corinthian beleivers require it
of him. V. 6, Who also hath made us able ministers of the new testament;
not of the letter, but of the spirit; for the letter killeth, but the
spirit giveth life. 2 Corinthians 7:1, Having therefore these promises,
dearly beloved, let us cleanse ourselves from all filthiness of the flesh
and spirit, perfecting holiness in the fear of God. 7:2 Receive us; The
biblical definition of separation has both a negative and positive side.
The negative, expressed in 6:14-17, is that the believer abstains from
spiritual fellowship with all who are opposed to God. But the positive
side is that the believer is open to all who are truly the children of
God. Paul places himself in this category. To get the full meaning in
Corinthians you need to study the whole chapter, many times, Nick or I
could leave something out. So please study your bible. We would never
mislead anyone on purpose. As it gets closer to Christmas, everyone is busy shopping and doing
this and that, don't ever get so busy that you forget Jesus, that baby
born in Bethlehem. The one that loves us and died on the cross for us. He
went from the manger to the cross so we could have eternal life. Help someone this holiday season, you will be glad you did. Thanks to
Gail, Nick, Korey, and Polly for helping to decorate the church. It looks
beautiful. Happy birthday Paul Barnett, Dec. 11, Lynn McClurg, Dec. 13.
Wish you all many more. Have a blessed week. Sunday school 10 a.m. Worship
service 11 a.m. God Bless.
Dec. 2, 2018
Resting in God's sovereignty enables us to be kind to those who have hurt us and gives us hope for current situations that seem purposeless.
Please pray for our Winona community, Police Dept., Fire Dept., our nation, leaders, schools, the homeless and the needy, and pray for one another.
Bro. Nick's message today was 2 Corinthians 3:1 Ministers in the new testament- the new covenant in the Holy Spirit of Jesus. Do we begin again to command ourselves? Or need we as others; epistles of commendation to you, or letters of commendation from you? Such letters of introduction constituted a common practice in the early church (cf. Acts 9:1, 2; 18-27) Due to the prevailing social, political, and religious climate, such letters were both advisable and necessary. Paul here does not disparage their use. he can only be amazed that the Corinthian beleivers require it of him. V. 6, Who also hath made us able ministers of the new testament; not of the letter, but of the spirit; for the letter killeth, but the spirit giveth life. 2 Corinthians 7:1, Having therefore these promises, dearly beloved, let us cleanse ourselves from all filthiness of the flesh and spirit, perfecting holiness in the fear of God. 7:2 Receive us; The biblical definition of separation has both a negative and positive side. The negative, expressed in 6:14-17, is that the believer abstains from spiritual fellowship with all who are opposed to God. But the positive side is that the believer is open to all who are truly the children of God. Paul places himself in this category. To get the full meaning in Corinthians you need to study the whole chapter, many times, Nick or I could leave something out. So please study your bible. We would never mislead anyone on purpose.
As it gets closer to Christmas, everyone is busy shopping and doing this and that, don't ever get so busy that you forget Jesus, that baby born in Bethlehem. The one that loves us and died on the cross for us. He went from the manger to the cross so we could have eternal life.
Help someone this holiday season, you will be glad you did. Thanks to Gail, Nick, Korey, and Polly for helping to decorate the church. It looks beautiful. Happy birthday Paul Barnett, Dec. 11, Lynn McClurg, Dec. 13. Wish you all many more. Have a blessed week. Sunday school 10 a.m. Worship service 11 a.m. God Bless.
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