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Glenstone Baptist Church, AUGUST, 2017




One question which I ponder every month is “What shall I write for the Senior Moment this month?”  Sometimes the answer comes to mind easily, while at others the process is more difficult.

For this month of August, I want to share a very personal item.  It is about my August anniversaries.

No doubt, some of my readers will recall that my birthday is not in this month.  That is very true, but the date of my second birth is.  It is a day which has much meaning to me, for it is the date when I accepted Christ as my Savior.

Our church had been holding revival services to which we always went if at all possible.  Rev. Bill Williams of Granby, Missouri was the guest evangelist.  Brother Bill was a very popular preacher.  A year or so earlier he had held a revival in our church which concluded with almost 50 baptisms.

On the Sunday morning of August 4, 1946, I had just gone to my Sunday School class when Brother Bill came to me and invited me to go outside.  His comment to me was that “We can do more good out there.”  I need to add that this was a country church.  Outside, we sat on a small hillside by the building where he spoke to me about my salvation.

This was a matter of concern to me.  I had been raised in a Christian home and knew that my spiritual condition was not what it should be.  I will always remember one thing which he said to me.  In our church community there was a man that in our day would be called “mentally challenged”.  His name was “Ches”.

Brother Bill told me that “Ches was going to heaven, because he trusted Jesus, and I was not.”  That will certainly make one sit up and take notice.

I did not make my decision while there, but during the song service after we went back into the church, I did!  When the invitation was given, I was first to go forward announcing to the congregation about my decision.  I was told later by some of the family that Brother Bill said that someday I would be a preacher.  (Thankfully, I did not know that until later.)

One week later, on August 11th, I was baptized along with two others by the man who about three and one half years later would become my father-in-law.  He also baptized his own mother-in-law that day as well as my friend, Johnny and me.


So you see, I have two special days to celebrate in August.  I pray that you have these occasions to celebrate in your life, and that you know your dates.


Go-Team will be back at Glenstone on Tuesday, August 15th at the 
normal 11:00 AM time and the speaker will be Molly Erickson from 
Convoy of Hope followed by our yummy pot-luck meal.


Genesis 8:22  While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.


The day was warm, the children restless, the teacher impatient.  One curly-haired boy was moving his jaws faster with chewing-gum than his brain had ever been known to work.  His feet were in the aisle.  A smile was on the face of more than one pupil when the teacher said, "Take that gum out of your mouth and put your feet in."


A school teacher who was giving a lesson on "food" was interrupted by one of his pupils.

"Please, sir," he said, "Jimmy says he knew a baby that was brought up on elephant’s milk, and it gained ten pounds in weight every day."

"James ought not to tell you such rubbish," said the teacher.  "Whose baby was it that was brought up on elephant’s milk?"

"Please, sir," answered Jimmy, "it was the elephant’s."




A salesman was sent to call on Mr. C----, "the meanest rich man in town," to try to induce him to purchase a lot in the new cemetery.  In a half hour he was back again.

"Couldn’t get him, eh?" said the superintendent.

"No," said the salesman.  "He admitted that the lots were fine ones, but he said that if he bought one he might not get the value of his money in the end."

"Why," said the superintendent, "there’s no fear of that.  The man will die some day, won’t he?"

"Yes," said the salesman, "but he says he might be lost at sea."


"Would ye be so kind, ma’m, as to let me have a needle and thread?" asked the tramp.

"Why, yes," said the housewife, "I can let you have that."

"Thank ye, ma’m.  Now, could ye let me have a bit of cloth for a patch?"

"Yes, here is some."

"Thank ye very much.  It’s a diffirunt color from my suit, I see; but p’r’aps ye could spare some of your husband’s old clothes that this patch will match."

"Well, I declare!  You’re clever.  I guess I’ll have to give you a suit."

"Thank ye greatly.  I see it’s a little too large, ma’m, so would ye kindly furnish me with a good meal to see if I can fill it?"


A fashionable woman had a bit of statuary bearing the inscription "Kismet."  A housemaid dusting the room asked the mistress,

"Shure, m’am, what’s the m’anin’ of the ’ritin’ on the bottom of this?"

"Oh, you mean ’Kismet.’  It means ’fate,’" replied the mistress.

Bridget was limping painfully when out with her sweetheart not long afterward, and he asked, "What’s the matter, Bridget?"

"Faith," was the answer, "I have the most terrible corns on me kismet."