“Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end…”

I have posted very little here at TFR of late, & I am sorry for that.  Along with the usual “busy-ness” that comes with summer, my family & I have gone through the gamut of emotions over the past several weeks.  I was asked by the elders of the Bremen Church of Christ in Bremen, GA to come & work with the congregation there as the preacher.  We had a good work going on with the congregation in Childersburg, AL, but, upon further investigation, it became clear that an open door was before us to do even more in the kingdom; such being the case, we accepted the invitation from the Bremen elders.

On Monday, June25, we packed a moving truck to the hilt & made the trip to Bremen.  After unpacking & settling in just a bit, we traveled back to Childersburg (about an hour-and-a-half drive) Wednesday night for our final assembly there (at least as the local preacher).  It was very emotional, & we bid a very sad farewell to the brethren there.

This Sunday, Lord willing, we will officially begin the work here in Bremen.  I hope to be a bit more active here in The Fellowship Room once I’m settled into a daily routine.  I appreciate all the fellows here who always keep continuous posts on here; I enjoy being here to read & learn from others, if nothing else!

#moving

Entertaining At Three

This is a story my parents didn’t tell about me, but one I vividly remember myself. From the age of one to six, I often stayed with my grandparents on their farm. When they would take me to the church building on the Lord’s Day, I was like all other kids my age – I was constantly moving in order to not be bored.

One Sunday, while the preacher was preaching his sermon, I (who was then three years old), stood up and began making all kinds of weird faces (sticking my tongue out, etc.) at the audience seated behind me.

Needless to say, there was quite a few giggles and some laughter going on. I’m certain that the preacher wondered why his serious biblical message was suddenly turning humorous. Well, it wasn’t too long before my grandparents got “wind” of the situation, and my humor-producing antics came to an abrupt halt.

My granddad took me to the rear of the auditorium and proceeded to “warm” my backside (no humor there). Needless to say, my day of trying to be a comic suddenly ended – my entertainment career being over. Never again did I make any more faces in the assembly, for which I’m certain the preacher was thankful. 🙂

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There are two levers for moving men — in…

There are two levers for moving men — interest and fear.

Napoleon Bonaparte, French general and emperor (1769-1821)

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