Blessings
The glow of the setting sun glistening off the pumpkins. The changing of the seasons in itself, brings us so much beauty but when combined with the spectacular sunrises and sunsets.....priceless. So many blessings around us if only we stop and look.A friend took and sent me this picture she had taken one evening while visiting a pumpkin patch with her children.
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Please pray for our country, our leaders, and our church.
Praise and Prayer Requests:
Roger Polsley, Marge Bennett,
Amy and Patric Breekbill, Andrew Heuberger,
Rosemary Handy, Pastor Donna,
Jim and Donna Glenn, Mary Sherwood,
Beth’s mother, Conrad Hall,
Don Baker, David Lueth,
Larry Greedy, Our country, government and military, the unspoken prayers.
Booster shots available at Fremont County Public Health in Hamburg on
Wednesdays from 1-3pm (next to the hospital).
Sign-up sheet for Oct. 30 Trunk or Treat participation in Fellowship room.
October Birthday: 27th Blaine Pritchett
Today's Sermon: "On the Journey"
Today's Hymns:
All the Way My Savior Leads Me
Blessed Assurance
I Love to Tell the Story
Special Music: "Whatever Your Plan Is" by Josie Buchanan
Anywhere With Jesus
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REMINDER: COMING UP...
Don't miss the fun!
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Here's
a fun little read for you this morning if you care to check it out. A little
memory from the past that has slowly faded away through the years. I
myself enjoy reading reminders of the lives and traditions of those
before us....sweet recollections. I found this article in the Country
Register. Perhaps you'll enjoy, as I did.
History of Aprons ~ Author Unknown
I
don't think most kids today know what an apron is. The principle use
of Mom's or Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath because
she only had a few. It was also because it was easier to wash aprons
than dresses and aprons used less material. But along with that, it
served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.
It was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning dirty faces.
From
the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks,
and sometimes half hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
When
company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids. And
when the weather was cold, she wrapped it around her arms.
Those
big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood
stove. Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that
apron.
From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.
In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.
When
unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much
furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.
When
dinner was ready, she walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and
the men folk knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.
It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that 'old apron' that served so many purposes.
Remember moms and grandmas used to set hot baked apple pies on the window sill to cool.
Today, many of us would likely go crazy trying to figure out how many germs were on that apron.
I don't think I ever caught anything from an apron...but love.
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Maybe
we should bring the apron back, or maybe you still use an apron.
Either way, what a sweet memory.... and speaking of aprons and sweet
memories, here is MY apron that my dear friend Joan Tiemeyer made for me
a few years back. One of my treasures.
Grab YOUR apron, or find you an apron, and begin "Cooking with Grace!"
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Old churches must not simply stand
as monuments to the past but as spiritual grandparents that have
invested in the future by passing on their life to others and releasing
their offspring to form new congregations. ~ unknown
Today's Sunday Church Share..
Picture via Pinterest/lillehammer, norway
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Percy's Tidbit
The best memories of our life can never be captured in pictures, they are always captured by heart.
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Wishing you a great week!
