200 Years and Counting

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This is the little country church I attend – Goshen Baptist. On Sunday we are going to celebrate our 200th year. To give a little perspective on how long that is, when Goshen first began meeting, the members couldn’t sing the national anthem because the “Star-Spangled Banner” had not yet been written. They couldn’t claim to live in Anderson County …

Butterfly Season

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  The butterfly’s attractiveness derives not only from colors and symmetry: deeper motives contribute to it. We would not think them so beautiful if they did not fly, or if they flew straight and briskly like bees, or if they stung, or above all if they did not enact the perturbing mystery of metamorphosis: the latter assumes in our eyes …

If I Knew Then What I Want to Know Now

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My aunt, grandfather, mother, father,  and sisters. I was taking the picture.  Other things may change us, but we start and end with the family. ~Anthony Brandt  Today is my grandfather’s birth date.  If I’ve done the math right, John Lewis Houchin was born in 1871 on September 23. Around that year anyway. He was one of four sons. I …

The Lighthouse – A 7 Minute Gift

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Darrell, Eugene, Ronnie Hinson, and David singing “The Lighthouse” One of the most beloved songs in Southern Gospel music is “The Lighthouse.” Ronnie Hinson wrote it when he was just a teenager. He and his brothers and sisters were singing in church out of hymnals when he had the chance to hear the Speer family, a well known gospel singing …

Birthday Newsletter and Giveaway

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“There is still no cure for the common birthday.”                  ~John Glenn   Birthdays! That’s something you have to have once a year as regular as clockwork. And the clocks seem to work faster the older I get. My sister sent me a birthday card with the picture of a dog with his ears and fur all blowing back like a race …

Celebrating Work

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 Work is no disgrace; the disgrace is idleness. ~ Greek proverb Labor Day weekend – the last hurrah of summer. In some places it’s when school starts although here in our community, school has been starting earlier and earlier, and now the kids have usually been in school several weeks by the time Labor Day comes around. Labor Day was originally conceived as a …