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Tabernacle of God Fellowship Volume Number 2 Date: June 2011
Carol's Corner
9/26/09 4:42pm
If you say that Jesus is in you, than why do you still behave the same way you did before Jesus:Ephesians 4:22 That ye put off concerning the former conversation the old man, which is corrupt according to the deceitful lusts; And be renewed in the spirit of your mind;Ephesians 4:23
Ephesians 4:24 And that ye put on the new man, which after God is created in righteousness and true holiness.Ephesians 4:25 Wherefore putting away lying, speak every man truth with his neighbour: for we are members one of another.Ephesians 4:26 Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your wrath:Ephesians 4:27 Neither give place to the devil.Ephesians 4:28 Let him that stole steal no more: but rather let him labour, working with his hands the thing which is good, that he may have to give to him that needeth.Ephesians 4:29 Let no corrupt communication proceed out of your mouth, but that which is good to the use of edifying, that it may minister grace unto the hearers.
Ephesians 4:31 Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice:Ephesians 4:32 And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you.This is not a word of judgment, but one of encouragement. Because we are known by our fruit, an apple tree can not produce grapes but apples. Please learn of the Lord and you will be known by the Lord. Get right with Jesus, before it's to late.
Matthew 7:16 Ye shall know them by their fruits. Do men gather grapes of thorns, or figs of thistles?Matthew 7:17 Even so every good tree bringeth forth good fruit; but a corrupt tree bringeth forth evil fruit.
Matthew 7:18 A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit.Matthew 7:19 Every tree that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire.Matthew 7:20 Wherefore by their fruits ye shall know them.
Matthew 12:33 Either make the tree good, and his fruit good; or else make the tree corrupt, and his fruit corrupt: for the tree is known by his fruit.
2Corinthians 5:17 Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new. (you are new so act like it)one can not assume that people have bibles, and for that reason the WORD of GOD is a believers responsibility to show/present( but not to convince) to people either in spoken form are written form what HIS words saids. The written word of God always offends those who love darkness rather than light.
And this is the condemnation, that light is come into the world, and men loved darkness rather than light, because their deeds were evil. John 3:19
And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.John 1:5
Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.John 8:12
Ye are of your father the devil, and the lusts of your father ye will do. He was a murderer from the beginning, and abode not in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he speaketh a lie, he speaketh of his own: for he is a liar, and the father of it.John 8:44
I am come a light into the world, that whosoever believeth on me should not abide in darkness.John 12:46
Then Jesus said unto them, Yet a little while is the light with you. Walk while ye have the light, lest darkness come upon you: for he that walketh in darkness knoweth not whither he goeth.
John 12:35
But the natural man receiveth not the things of the Spirit of God: for they are foolishness unto him: neither can he know them, because they are spiritually discerned.1Corinthians 2:14
1Corinthians 3:19 For the wisdom of this world is foolishness with God. For it is written, He taketh the wise in their own craftiness.
loving all of God's creation, cece
“You Are Talking To Much”Or“Are You Talking To Much”If you are, you may be“Stirring Up Strife” Stop trying to prove your views/points on things, as thou you’re the only right one Stop trying to make people see eye to eye with you, its not going to happened Stop trying to convince people, because they still will not believe Stop wanting to always be heard, no one is listening to your flesh Always got something to say, just “shut up”Let the Lord handle things, and stop trying to be God, you can’t do what He can do (I’m talking about God)
Let us do less talking and more listening A quote from my Pastor on 11/9/10“if you keep talking to those that are not where you are, they will pull you out of the will of God, because they caused you to said something you shouldn’t have said, and can’t take back, because you were not watchful”
James 1:19 Wherefore, my beloved brethren, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath:
Proverb:17:28Even a fool, when he holdeth his peace, is counted wise: and he that shutteth his lips is esteemed a man of understanding.
And that ye study to be quiet, and to do your own business, and to work with your own hands, as we commanded you;1Thessalonians 4:11
1Thessalonians 4:12 That ye may walk honestly toward them that are without, and that ye may have lack of nothing.
2Timothy 4:2 Preach the word; be instant in season, out of season; reprove, rebuke, exhort with all longsuffering and doctrine.
2Timothy 4:3For the time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine; but after their own lusts shall they heap to themselves teachers, having itching ears;
2Timothy 4:4 And they shall turn away their ears from the truth, and shall be turned unto fables.Strife- 1. Lack of agreement or harmony
2. Bitter conflict; heated often violent dissension
Let not then your good be evil spoken of:Romans 14:16
1Timothy 4:12 Let no man despise thy youth; but be thou an example of the believers, in word, in conversation, in charity, in spirit, in faith, in purity.
Proverb 10:12Hatred stirreth up strifes: but love covereth all sins.
Proverb 15:18 A wrathful man stirreth up strife: but he that is slow to anger appeaseth strife.
Proverb 28:25 He that is of a proud heart stirreth up strife: but he that putteth his trust in the LORD shall be made fat.
For ye are yet carnal: for whereas there is among you envying, and strife, and divisions, are ye not carnal, and walk as men?1Corinthians 3:3
An angry man stirreth up strife, and a furious man aboundeth in transgression.Proverb 29:22
Walk in wisdom toward them that are without, redeeming the time.Colossians 4:5
2Corinthians12:20 For I fear, lest, when I come, I shall not find you such as I would, and that I shall be found unto you such as ye would not: lest there be debates, envyings, wraths, strifes, backbitings, whisperings, swellings, tumults:
Philippians 2:3 Let nothing be done through strife or vainglory; but in lowliness of mind let each esteem other better than themselves.
2Timothy 2:23 But foolish and unlearned questions avoid, knowing that they do gender strifes.
James 3:14 But if ye have bitter envying and strife in your hearts, glory not, and lie not against the truth.
James 3:16For where envying and strife is, there is confusion and every evil work.
The word is not designed to be liked or to make you feel good, but to expose, bring truth, correction, life and light to every professing believerI don’t expect for you to like what was saidDearly beloved, avenge not yourselves, but rather give place unto wrath: for it is written, Vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the Lord.Romans 12:19
All scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness:2Timothy 3:16
2Timothy 3:17 That the man of God may be perfect, throughly furnished unto all good works.
Hebrews 4:12 For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any twoedged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.
Tabernacle of God Fellowship Volume Number 1 Date: June 200811/11/10
Reflections by Pastor Miller In the last part of Ps 148:8 we find the words “stormy wind fulfilling His word” Now wind in the Hebrew is the word roo’-akh which means wind, by resemblance breath, sensible or violent, exhalation - figuratively it means life, anger,; resemblance of spirit by rational being in expression & function. In Greek the word for wind is pnoo’mah meaning current of air or breath (blast) or a breeze, figuratively it means spirit (human) rational soul, vital principle. Now Jonah was in the storm, Paul went through the storm and Jesus calmed the storm. Jonah according to the scriptures rose up to flee from the presence of the LORD. He had been called to go to Nineveh, but instead he ran from the Lord’s will for his life. Sound like anybody you know. We must overcome the fear of Man by the fear of the Lord. Sometimes it not wanting to get out of the comfort of the things we know. So it is that God will sent the Wind of His spirit to bring tempest into our lives. The harder we try to resist his will the more he will resist us, (The wind and the waves of Jonah 1:11 & 13 increased it tempo when the men tried to row to shore.) It wasn’t until Jonah was put into that place where God could deal first hand with him that the wind and sea ceased its raging Jonah 1:15. Paul on the other hand went through the storm not due to his own volition but because of the others. Sometimes God will take us through the storm that we might be a witness to others in the storm. Paul saw the voyage as being disastrous and bringing great loss to ship and cargo, and to lives also. Acts 27:10 Never the less, the Centurion paid no attention to him but rather listened to the advice of the pilot and owner of the ship. There are many so called professions in the world. We are always quick to pay attention to the professor of the knowledge of the world, yet have failed to pay attention to the leading of the Holy Ghost. Yet when the wind of adversity begins to blow strong… “a wind of hurricane force called Eu-roc’ly-don began to blow” Acts 17:14; we will throw overboard all of our so called worldly knowledge and begin to listen to the Word of the Lord as revealed to His Prophets. So will try to escape the tribulation on the lifeboat of the rapture, but unless we stay with the ship we will perish. Acts 27:30,31. The problem with much of the Church is we have never pressed onward to the goal , Which is Jesus Christ who is in the eye of the Storm. We keep skirting the stormy winds of adversity which is where God want us to be as a witness. We are as the ship stuck in the place where two seas meet and Our Past or hinder part must be broken up by repentance. We must press on past the double mindedness of the world and go on to embrace the simplicity that is in Christ Jesus. Jesus on the other hand comes to us walking on the water of adversity or else sleeping in the midst of it. Mr 4:35-51; 6:45-52 He speaks to the wind and the sea and it ceases from it roaring. He bids us come to Him upon the adversities of life and he will empower us for the journey. We however have a tendency to get our eyes off the one who made the seas and on the storm of adversity. That is when we begin to sink. Mt 14:23-33 We must as the body of Christ begin to speak to the storms of adversity in our lives without doubting. James said In 1:6 that we must ask in faith nothing wavering. For he that wavereth (get it) is like a wave of the sea driven with the wind and tossed. We must begin now to build our house upon the rock of Jesus Christ so that the winds of adversity will not be able to move us. (Mt 7:25-27). We must be born of this wind of the Spirit (Jn 3:7-8) in order to speak to it. We must become it. It is only when we are all in one accord in one place that the is rushing might wind will come to fill all the house. Acts 2:1-2. We must Prophesy as Ezekiel did in 37:9 to the wind of the Spirit if we are going to see the Mighty Army of God come forth.
The Glory of God is to be revealed through His Sons. Are we Bearing His Image. Lets start showing forth His glory.
Pre Teen and Teen Minutes By Nathanael L. Cureton For those of you preteen and teens out there. You may be struggling with porn, sex drugs and peer-pressure. You may even think you can hide behind porn and sex but that is not the answer for your problems neither is counseling. The only thing that can heal you and comfort you is Jesus Christ and he loves you with an everlasting love. He will be your shoulder to lean on when you are sad and lonely. You don’t have to pretend everything is all right because he care’s about you. St. John 3:16 “For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son for whosoever believed in Him shall have power and everlasting life.
A Kid’s View: By Prophetess Carol Cureton Game Room
Bible Trivia Answers will be in next issue
Questions:
1. Who was the first King of the ten tribes of Israel?Hint: I Kings 14:
2. How many cows did Pharaoh see in his dream? Hint: Genesis 41:
3. Who was the most wicked of all the Kings? Hint: I Kings 16:
4. As evidence of taking a vow, what did Paul do in Cenchrea? Hint: Acts 185. Who was the man from the land of Uz? Hint: Job 1:
The Why me? How to? corner: By Prophetess Carol Cureton
Topic: House cleaning/ What is that smell- an unfamiliar -odor-
Have you ever had an odor in your home that you could not get rid of - you clean and clean and then clean some more but still the odor still lingers.
What is wrong? Why can’t I get rid of that smell.Well since you asked. Smells/, odors awakens our awareness that something has changed in our atmosphere/ surroundings etc… It alerts our senses that there is something good/ bad in our midst. Some indication of unpleasant odors areDeath GarbageDecay Sewage Trash And so on
Have you ever stopped to think that it might not be something natural (used by our 5 senses to identify) but perhaps something spiritual (identified by the Holy Spirit)Some smells/odor may be a manifestation of an evil or unclean spirit/presence that have made themselves at home in your home by invitation Matthew 12:29.
How can I know if the smell is an manifestation or just bad cleaning on my part?-one must locate the source/-you have repeatedly cleaned in this area but the Smell remains-you feel very uneasy and sometimes fearful in this particular area-no one likes that part of the room-you feel that there is always a presence of someone or something in that area-it the smell comes and goes-it keeps you from doing what you need to. It brings distractions and confusions
What have I allowed in my home that has given permission for unclean/evil presence to make itself at home in my home?
-satanic games/movies/posters/music-have you purchased something new, perhaps an antique or a souvenir from another country that are known for their idol worship etc…-did you just inherit a family heirloom with an unknown past/origin-do I have any items that represents evil spirits, dragons, black/white magic, or any other witchcraft-pentagrams and other satanic signs -drugs-tarot cards, palm reading and the like-you may have just purchased or rented a new house/apartment and are unaware of the previous owners practices and life styles
Matthew 6:24 Luke 16:13
When we acquire something and we are unaware or we are aware of it’s origins or purpose we open the door for either blessings or curses in our home and this affects every one around us. Deuteronomy 11:26-28 II Corinthians 6:17 Colossians 2:21
-have you taken of something that was vowed/promised to the Lord
Malachi 3:8-10, Joshua 6:17-19, Joshua 7
How can I ever be free from it?
-ask for help from someone that is a mature-seasoned believer in the Lord and in discernment-do what you are instructed to do (all of it)-if you sell something give what you made from the profit to the Lord either in a charity or in your home church-do what you have to do, what ever the cost
Psalms 125:3-do not repeat the same habit, cycle etc…-keep your home saturated with prayer -you must give an invitation to the holy Spirit to come in-as you gave the same to the unclean/evil spirit wither you knew it or not-you must annul/disinvite the unclean/evil presence to leave taking away all authority given it to remain-repent, be broken , be open, remove all defilement when revealed (by bringing things into your home you give permission/authority over to whatever is attached to it whether good or dab)
Romans 6; Romans 12:1; 1 John 1:7; Psalms 51:2-7,17; Ephesians 5:26; John 17:17; Jeremiah 33:3,8; I Samuel 15:22; Ezekiel 36:25-27; Philippians 4:18; I John 5:21; I Corinthians 10:14; Colossians 3:5
Odor- the property of a substance that activates the sense of smell - a relatively strong sensation that may be agreeable or disagreeable Stink - to emit a strong offensive smell - a strong offensive smell; stench
Foul - grossly offensive to the senses - polluted foul air morally offensive, profane; obscene, - contrary to the rules or practices, obstructed; entangled, to defile; soil, to dishonor
Holy - recognized as or declared sacred by religious use or authority; consecrated - dedicated or devoted to the service of God, the church, or religion - having a spiritually pure quality
Spirit - a supernatural, incorporeal being, esp. one having a particular character.
References :
The New Strong’s Complete Dictionary of Bible Words
Random House Webster’s College Dictionary
Recommended books to read:
Spiritual House cleaning by Eddie & Alice Smith
And of course - The Bible
1/14/09 I was at bible study yesterday and one of the leaders said that our flesh will/can not be saved.What is your thought on this, please get back to me. My word tells me that there is another birth that needs to take place in our life if we attend to continue to grow in the Lord.
Being born again, not of corruptible seed, but of incorruptible, by the word of God, which liveth and abideth for ever.1Pe:1:23:
We know that whosoever is born of God sinneth not; but he that is begotten of God keepeth himself, and that wicked one toucheth him not.1Jo:5:18:
Whosoever is born of God doth not commit sin; for his seed remaineth in him: and he cannot sin, because he is born of God.1Jo:3:9:
For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world: and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith.1Jo:5:4:
1Jo:2:16: For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world.
Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God; and every one that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God.1Jo:4:7:
1Co:15:42: So also is the resurrection of the dead. It is sown in corruption; it is raised in incorruption:1Co:15:43: It is sown in dishonour; it is raised in glory: it is sown in weakness; it is raised in power:
It is sown a natural body; it is raised a spiritual body. There is a natural body, and there is a spiritual body.1Co:15:44:
For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality.1Co:15:53:
1Co:15:54: So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory.
Ro:6:3: Know ye not, that so many of us as were baptized into Jesus Christ were baptized into his death?Ro:6:4: Therefore we are buried with him by baptism into death: that like as Christ was raised up from the dead by the glory of the Father, even so we also should walk in newness of life.
Ro:6:5: For if we have been planted together in the likeness of his death, we shall be also in the likeness of his resurrection:
Ro:6:6: Knowing this, that our old man is crucified with him, that the body of sin might be destroyed, that henceforth we should not serve sin.
For he that is dead is freed from sin.Ro:6:7:
Now if we be dead with Christ, we believe that we shall also live with him:Ro:6:8:
Ro:8:3: For what the law could not do, in that it was weak through the flesh, God sending his own Son in the likeness of sinful flesh, and for sin, condemned sin in the flesh:
That the righteousness of the law might be fulfilled in us, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit.Ro:8:4:
For they that are after the flesh do mind the things of the flesh; but they that are after the Spirit the things of the Spirit.Ro:8:5:
Ro:8:8: So then they that are in the flesh cannot please God.
Ro:8:9: But ye are not in the flesh, but in the Spirit, if so be that the Spirit of God dwell in you. Now if any man have not the Spirit of Christ, he is none of his.
And if Christ be in you, the body is dead because of sin; but the Spirit is life because of righteousness.Ro:8:10:
Ro:8:11: But if the Spirit of him that raised up Jesus from the dead dwell in you, he that raised up Christ from the dead shall also quicken your mortal bodies by his Spirit that dwelleth in you.
Ro:8:13: For if ye live after the flesh, ye shall die: but if ye through the Spirit do mortify the deeds of the body, ye shall live.
For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons of God.Ro:8:14:
Being born again, not of corruptible seed, but of incorruptible, by the word of God, which liveth and abideth for ever.1Pe:1:23:
Joh:3:3: Jesus answered and said unto him, Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God.
Joh:3:4: Nicodemus saith unto him, How can a man be born when he is old? can he enter the second time into his mother's womb, and be born?
Joh:3:5: Jesus answered, Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born of water and of the Spirit, he cannot enter into the kingdom of God.
Joh:3:6: That which is born of the flesh is flesh; and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit
.Joh:3:7: Marvel not that I said unto thee, Ye must be born again.
Joh:3:8: The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh, and whither it goeth: so is every one that is born of the Spirit. Well this is all I have on the matter from my point of view.Love, Carol C.
And Inward Look: by Apostle Priscilla Miller
When Jesus Prayed
Note: John 1:40 [ the other person that followed Christ that day his name was not called or he was not acknowledged on that day.]
Note: That even so; some will follow Christ but will never be known by others because of their name, but will be know of God by their obedience.
Note: John 2:15 to have the patience of Christ: [ it took time to make a scourge of small cords]
He made a scourge of small cords: but he was beaten with the cat of nine tales.
To have the Love of Christ. That we could see their short comings as a small thing; but have a heart of love for the total man; that we could love them unto the love of Christ unto the Father.
BIG HOUSES ON THE PRAIRIE by Randy Miller
PART I IN THE BEGINNING
First House
To the best of my recollections my dad, mom and older brother Duane settled on an old homestead in south-western South Dakota after My Dad had did a stint with the US Army stationed in Ft. Devens Massachusetts as a communications expert. He was trained to do morris code. My dad started out doing share cropping on a homestead owned by Perry Moody. He was allowed to run so many Herford cattle on the land.
This then was the land where HORSEHEAD CREEK ran through the crick bottom just a couple of hundred yards down the hill from the first big house on the prairie. Some seven years later we would move a couple of miles away as the crow flies to another homestead started by Irvin Hoffman and then bought out by Perry Moody. This house and a nice portion of land which my Dad would buy with the savings from sharecropping and cattle would become our second house and home.
This was the land of the Ogalala Sioux where they hunted the buffalo of the plains before the fencing of the land and the reservation were established. My Dad would often point out to me the buffalo wallows that were where the buffalo rolled in the dirt. My grandfather would show me the flint arrowheads he
had found. This was where the dust bowls of 1930-41 caused the farmer to go to strip farming, which is where you leave one section of land stubble and plant the one next to it.
So then this is where I would spend the next nineteen years of my life growing up. I was born in Chadron, Nebraska at the Municipal Hospital on the twelveth of January 1957. Chadron was approximately forty miles away depending on which road you went by. The dirt road running through Wayside, Nebraska was just a little shorter. This way you went past my grandparents’ homestead on my mother’s side, Daddy Pop and Gang as we called them. Or the other way which went father north, but was a gravel road for twenty-two miles until you got to the hardball (pavement) going on 385 to Chadron to the south or Hot Springs to the north. On the way to Hot Springs you would pass through Oelrichs, South Dakota, which would be where I would go to the eighth grade and the four years of high school. Prior to that I went to Thompson School, a one room country school, which was three miles from Home. We had one teacher for all eight grades. For a while it was three of us in my grade but one family left the area and the other student left in the seventh grade to go to Oelrichs.
CHAPTER 1
MILK COWS
The gravel road going past our house crossed over the creek bottom. The bottom had a covert big enough to walk through. On the other side of the road away from the house was a pasture where we usually kept the milk cows and bucket calves, which were calves that had no mother. We would milk the cows in the morning and then let them out into the pasture. When it was evening many a time the cows would come back to the barn for feed. Sometimes my dad would call them saying “come cow” real loud into cupped hands like a trumpet. Other times if the grass was real good in the pasture us kids would have to go walking into the pasture and round them up. I remember my older brother Duane getting up on the back of one bucket calf and riding it back with the cows. Soon I tried it and it worked. My older brother Duane was a year older than me but I was just as big.
One time while my Dad was milking the cows my older brother and I were outside the barn listening. We learned quite a few four-letter words as the milk cows had a tendency to kick at times. Soon it was my older brother Duane, younger brother Martin and I who began milking the cows and getting kicked. The sun would burn the cows tits and then crack so you had to use some salve. You had to be quick or the cow would kick your bucket over and you would loose all the milk. We would put
them in stalls so there heads were locked in. It was best to milk
quickly while they were eating there trough of grain. My mother would put the milk in the refrigerator and skim off the cream the next day, then mix the milk real good for us to drink. My mother would use the cream to make cheese and ice cream. I remember the first time I was churning the cream and nothing was happening. My Mother kept telling me that I had to keep churning. Sure enough it finally began changing into butter. The old ice cream makers had a place for ice on the outside of the churn and you would crank the mix until it began to get heavy. Boy that was some good ice cream.
CHAPTER 2
WATER
Growing up next to Horsehead creek had its benefits. When
there was lots of rain all the holes on the creek would fill up with water. A couple of times it rained so much that the whole crick bottom was flooded. It was there that I learned to swim as my mother would take us swimming just a couple of hundred yards down the hill from the house in the creek pools. During the winter we three older boys were playing on the ice in one of the pools. It started breaking up and Martin’s foot went under the water filling up his overshoe with water. Boy did we catch it when we got back to the house and found out we could of fell through the ice and drowned.
We had two big cisterns just north of the house. One was for drinking water and the other for everything else. I can remember going to the pump house and getting drinking water. We always left some water in the drinking bucket for use in priming the pump going into the well. You would dump water in the top of the pump and then pump like crazy until the water began coming out. This is also the type of pump we had at the school house when I started to first grade in 1962. Eventually my dad with the help of my dad’s mom founded a well on the crick bottom that we used for water. My grandfather would use a willow witch in a Y shape to tell where water was. He taught my cousin Hank, who later would witch wells in Vietnam. I remember Dad making the wooden casings (which would line the hole he dug for the well) and digging the well. First He turned a small auger by hand into the ground until he hit water. Then He dug the well by hand with a shovel. I remember looking down into the hole that he had dug, it was hard for me to believe such a deep big hole. I can’t remember for sure just how deep it was. Daddy Pop and Gang had a big mound of dirt. Us boys used to go out there with Daddy Pop’s shovel and dig holes. I had a pretty good fox hole one time as I recall but when I saw the hole my father dug it paled by comparison.
Daddy Pop and Gang would get there drinking water as run off from the galvanized roof of the trailer. I had a strange taste as I recall.
CHAPTER 3
DOGS AND CATS
My dad had a Collie dog that he had for years. My mom told of how my dad used to keep mink, which the Collie dog would catch alive, in cages. He would then sell them for income. One time when I was a little boy I went to pet the Collie. He was sleeping plus he had bad hearing. As I touched him he turned and snapped at me catching me in one nostril of my nose and ripping open the flesh. I bled all over the place. They had quite a time getting the blood to stop. My nose healed up but was somewhat closed off making my breathing through my nose a little difficult. My grandparents on my mom’s side had a big German Shepard dog. He would sleep on the porch. When I was little I used to love to go out on the porch and pet Him. One time my mom and a couple of us went down to the one of the windmills on the crick bottom just west of the House for water, when we came across a Porcupine. We kept the dog TIPPY away from it as we had already seen what had happened to him when he tried to bite a porcupine. We had to pull quills out of its mouth for days. We used to have some cats around the barn, most of them were wild. I remember me and my older brother Duane trying to catch some kittens in the barn that were behind some straw bails. We managed to corner them but then I made the mistake of grabbing one of them. That was the last time I would do that. I had scratches all over my hands.
CHAPTER 4
HARVEST
Daddy Pop always got my father to cut his wheat for him. He had an old truck that you had to double clutch in order to get it to change gears. This is where you step on the clutch, shift out of gear into neutral, then let off the clutch, only to step on it again and shift into the new gear. I can remember sitting with my grandfather in his truck waiting for my dad to get a hopper full on the combine. The thing I always hated was when you cut oats. The chaff would really make you itch. We would always roll up the truck windows when my dad went to dump grain from the combine to the truck. In the middle of summer the truck cab would get really hot before the combine was done dumping, but that was better then getting the oats chaff all over you. Of course this was before air conditioning in vehicles. My Dad used to cut grain with a cab-less combine. He would be covered in chaff by the end of the day. Then he got a combine with a cab and swamp cooler on it. The only thing was he had to wash out the filter three or four times a day. Sometimes the radiator on the combine engine would get so plugged up it had to be washed out with high pressure water and air, otherwise the engine might heat up and the radiator boil over.
CHAPTER 5
AWARDS
I remember one year my dad got a conversation award for the most improved farm and ranch. He got to go to Yankton, South Dakota to some big awards ceremony. He always was reading magazines on ranching and farming and doing improvements.
In school I always liked doing art class. I got an award for Young Citizens League for designing a cover for the yearly get together. It had a key on the cover and it and said “YCL the Key to Your Future”.
CHAPTER 6
SUPERNATURAL
We boys used to sleep upstairs in the first house. It was always hot in the summer and cold in the winter. One night I remember getting up and looking out the window and here was this big rainbow very brilliant. The next morning I began telling about it at the breakfast table. Of course, I was told there was no way you could see a rainbow at night. I dismissed the vision but never forgot about it.
Once I was supposed to get the Herford Bulls in the correl but they wanted to keep eating grass. My Dad always had about four or five Herford bulls for breeding the stock, most of which he bought from his sister’s Husband, Merton Glover, who sold registered Herford bulls. Anyway, as I went to round up the bulls on foot, they took off running and so did I. It was like I was given the wings of an eagle. I soon turned them and got them into the correl.
On one occasion I was playing catch using the roof of the house. What I forgot to take into account was the window under the roof, and as my throw came up short, I managed to break out a small window pane on the window on the side of the house. I just knew I had a whooping coming. My dad was gone some where doing farm work. So with tears, expecting the coming pain, I told my Mother about the window. For some reason I just could not stop crying. You know those whooping’s hurt and I was some how transposing the punishment with the coming wrath. Needless to say when my dad found out nothing happened. I guess He figured I had suffered enough with the delayed pending punishment. Whenever we mess up, a lot of our pain could be averted if we confess our wrongs and are truly sorry for what we have done. I was very careful from then on not to make the same mistake.
CHAPTER 7
MOSQUITOES
One spring we had quite a little rain and the grass trees and weeds grew up everywhere. Along with all the rain there were a whole lot of mosquitos. As I remember, you would get swarmed with those little blood thirsty bugs. My father caught a case of sleeping sickness and had to go into the hospital for awhile. My grandfather, my dad’s dad, told a story about two big mosquito’s that came and picked him up off the tractor. It sounded to me like a tall tale.
CHAPTER 8
SCHOOL
I remember when they took prayer out of school in 1962. I was in first grade. Having a Godly Teacher, Ms. Bergman, we used to always pray in our little country school house. I was somewhat confused about my concept of God. My parents seemed to be for no more prayer, but I liked the idea of communicating with God. I remember running outside by the propane tank and asking God if He was for real. All I remember was that God revealed Himself to me and that was good enough for a six year old, however we soon had to stop prayer at school. I remember my mother telling me how when they were kids they used to ride their horses to Wayside to Sunday School. My dad’s mother my grandmother used to always talk to me about the thinks of God, even when I was little.
When I started to school, I used to talk out loud what I was thinking. The teacher said I bothered the other students and would have to think to myself. It took awhile but I soon accomplished it. The other thing was bitting my fingernails off. The teacher said I would soon get appendicitis if I did not quit. I was told that in one week I would get my fingers looked at to see if I had stopped. I used to chew the corners but sure enough in one week I passed.
CHAPTER 9
HAYING
I remember during haying season my day used to hire a couple of men from the Sioux Indian Reservation to help put up hay on the creek bottom. They had a little shack on the creek bottom they would stay in during the summer. If I remember correctly these were some of the same men my grandfather used to get to help.
As kids a couple of times we were on the crick bottom haying and needed to do a number two . My mother said to get some leaves and wipe. The sunflower leaves really hurt but were big.
CHAPTER 10
VACATION
I remember taking a trip to the Grand Canyon, the Redwood and Sequoia Park and to Disney Land in California. I remember us boys called the Grand Canyon the big ditch. The trees in the park were so big you could drive through them. I don’t remember to much from Disney Land except the big fake whale swallowing a fisherman in a row boat.
CHAPTER 11
REPENTANCE
When we were kids we often got into trouble either for being in places we were not supposed to be or doing things we were not supposed to. One time Duane crawled up on the counter and got Dad’s pistol out of the cabinet and went out ands fired it. Or so he said. Boy did he get a whipping. I remember one time being on top of the barn roof. My Dad came home and saw us. He caught us coming off the roof and told us to find a stick. The joke was that we would always find the littlest stick we could find. Some times if we didn’t talk my dad would line us up and spank us until someone talked.
CHAPTER 12
WILLIES JEEPS
My dad and Daddy Pop, when we were kids, had an old Willies Jeep like the Military used to have. I remember going for a ride with my cousin Hank, who was the oldest of us kids. It was one day after a good rain and we could not work till it dried, so we went over to Daddy Pop’s House. Hank told us to hang on as he was going through a ditch with water from the recent rain. We hit that ditch at a pretty good clip and went no where with all four wheels going. We ended up having to walk back to Daddy Pop’s to get him and my dad to come pull us out. Another time we boys Martin, Duane, and I were riding in the back of the jeep. We would stick a stick down by the wheel and watch as it rubbed against the stick. Martin being the youngest went to do the same thing but stuck the stick on the wrong side of the wheel and the stick, about the size in diameter of a dime, stuck right into the palm of his hand. I know that must of hurt. He was quite some time healing up.
CHAPTER 13
ELECTRIC FENCES
One of my aunts in Dalton, Nebraska had pigs. They used electrical fences for keeping the pigs in. We were visiting and somebody said to hold hands. Five or six of us held hands and one of my cousins touched the electric fence. We all got a shock but especially the one on the end. I remember trying to go through an electric fence without touching the wire, but my leg touched it and I got a good jolt.
CHAPTER 14
BB GUNS
My older brother and I both got Daisy BB guns for Christmas when I was six. We loaded them up with BB’s and headed out side to begin our first hunting expedition. Of course, we got counsel on not to shoot around buildings and cows and not to shoot at certain birds as they were good birds while others were fair game. My brother hit a bird down the hill from the road. So there I went running down the hill to get the bird. I could not find it and turned to tell my older brother, when I was suddenly hit in the side of the nose by his BB. I went running to the house with my nose swelled up from where the BB had hit the side of my nose. Needless to say my older brother got His BB gun taken away for a couple of weeks. I became quite proficient with my BB Gun. It had a plastic stock which didn’t last long, but we made new stocks out of wood, I would still have my BB gun years later when I got a the single shot 22 for my birthday.
CHAPTER 15
MECHANICS
There was an old tractor-drawn combine parked around back that had seen better days. We got the OK from Dad to take it apart for the hardware which he might use in the garage. Guess that was where I first learned mechanics and how things went together or rather came apart. We used to spend hours pulling bolts and nuts off that old combine. My Dad would also have us change out the sweeps to chisels on the farm implement.
CHAPTER 16
RANCHING
I remember one winter I was helping my dad feed the cattle hay. He was on the farmhand (used for moving loose hay) in front of me, I was following behind in the pickup just steering as I had not learned how to work the clutch yet. My dad got the pickup going and jumped out to move the tractor while I followed. We went across a creek with a covert and a fill. I got confused on how the steering worked and went off the side of the fill. The pickup died with it setting sideways on the fill almost ready to tip over. My dad came back as he saw me. He told me to get out of the pickup. I started to get out the bottom door or passenger side. He stopped me and said to come out the top drivers door. My dad was able to drive the pickup off the side of the fill, though he was ready to jump off at anytime if it rolled. That was a close call.
When we stacked hay in the summer us kids would be lifted up on top the stack with the fork lift and as my dad brought loose hay and we would stamp on the hay to pack it. You had to be careful not to get too close to the edge or you might slide off.
When my dad would feed the cattle with hay in the winter time he would drive by and count the cows and there calves. I was always amazed how my dad would know which calf went with which cow. I would look and try to figure out how he could tell the difference. To me they all looked the same. Later my dad used ear tags for the cows and there calves to keep track of which calf belonged to which cow.
CHAPTER 17
COWBOYS
My dad had a large black mare with a star on its forehead which gave birth to a brown colt with a half moon. My dad tried breaking him but he was always rearing up. One time he came over backwards and my dad had to jump off. We kids got a small brown horse which we used to ride. My older brother usually did most of the riding when we rounded up cows. I remember one time I got a turn. We was out in the pasture riding when the horse started kicking and acting up. The cinch was rubbing and had made a sore on the horses side.
CHAPTER 18
WAGON AND BICYCLE
I remember the day my older brother and I were going to run
away from home. We had this old red wagon, which we had put pillows and blankets in. I got to the top of the driveway and turned back. My brother on the other hand just kept on going. My dad picked him up a couple of miles down the gravel road.
I remember learning to ride our first bicycle. We did not have training wheels and probably fell a couple of times. We would soon all have bicycles but that was later at the other house.
CHAPTER 19
STUPID ACCIDENT
We used to ride on the tailgate of my dad’s pickup when we went a short distance or out to the pasture by the house. One day we were coming back to the house down the drive way which was mostly dirt but had some gravel. My brother jumped off the truck while it was moving. I preceded to do the same thing with disastrous results. Instead of land on my feet as my older brother had done, I found the momentum of the pickup caused me to loose my footing, so down I went skinning up my arms.
CHAPTER 20
FEASTING FESTIVALS - a time to eat and rest.
At Christmas time and Thanksgiving we always had a big get together with Gang and Daddy Pop and my mother’s brother’s family. It was always a whole lot of food; turkey, Gang’s baked beans, corn on the cob , sometimes field corn or sweet corn, dressing, cranberries, green beans, nuts that you had to crack, Gang’s ham, all kinds of pies, my mother’s banana coconut creme pie along with, pumpkin, apple, and cherry pies with ice cream on top. Then my mother or Gang would make a German chocolate cake that was delicious. At my uncles place, Daddy Pop’s original house he had built, there was a fireplace and during Christmas they always had the fire place going. I loved to sit at the fire place and stoke the fire. Another thing we used to do around the holidays is put together a big puzzle. Everyone who was interested would set around the table and put together the puzzle. I always liked putting together the edge first. Sometimes you can figure the puzzle out by the picture and maybe get all the certain colors together to make it easier, but many a time it comes down to looking at the interlocking pieces and figuring it out. Through the years its always been a good thing to do in rainy or winter weather when there isn’t much else going on. Recently I glued two puzzles to a back board and mounted them on the wall. They were a buck deer and a group of eagles.
CHAPTER 21
ROW, ROW, ROW YOUR BOAT
Daddy Pop And Gang had moved into a trailer a mile away from the house they had built, where my uncle lived. Just below the trailer was a large dam. Daddy Pop had a row boat he would go out fishing in. I remember as a little boy going in the row boat as Daddy Pop fished with a fly rod. In later years we always liked to go to Daddy Pop’s and Gang’s to row in the row boat going all over the dam. My cousins made a canoe and we used to go out in it. It traveled much faster than the row boat but would also tip over much easier. We always liked it when Gang would ask if anyone wanted ice cream. We always had ice cream at Daddy Pop’s and Gang’s.
CHAPTER 22
GRANDPARENTS
My other grandparents lived in California and would come out during the summer mouths and my Grandpa would help my Dad with haying and such. They would bring there trailer and live in it. Grandma loved to go rock hunting. Lots of times we would go with her. I found a couple of really nice agates. Later on my dad would buy a rock tumbler and a diamond tipped rock cutter. We found that the blue agates looked very beautiful when cut just right.
PART II THE WORLD WIDENS
Second House
Moving is always a time of struggle. Of leaving behind the old and moving on to the new. With public school there is also a time of trial or struggle as we meet new people who we do not normally interact with. We are often encouraged by others but can also be confronted with personalities we do not understand and may not like. So here it is some seven years latter and we have moved to another big house a couple of miles as the crow flies from the first Big House. My Dad no longer is doing share cropping but has bought this house through much sweat and some blood. This is Home.
CHAPTER 23
SCHOOL
Going to school at the little one room school house was always a learning experience. I especially remember one teacher we had who had no arms. He would write with his foot and drive with his foot. We had two out houses one for boys and one for girls. I remember one time the girls found a rattlesnake in there outhouse. They had to share ours until a couple parents came and killed the snake. We used to take turns raising the flag in the morning and taking it down after school. One day my dad showed up at school in the morning . Someone had put the flag upside down by mistake. My dad on the way going to feed the cattle saw it knowing that it was a distress signal, had came to investigate. We always used to have a big Christmas service with all the parents coming. I remember on Christmas where I was supposed to say a poem I had memorized, but when it came time to say the poem my mind went blank. The teacher was behind the curtain trying to whisper to me the next words. I would go a little ways and then forget and have to be prompted. We used to put wax on the slide so it would go real fast. We would get a ride one mile from a neighbor going home and walk the other two miles sometimes cutting across the pasture. Later we all had bicycles and used to ride the three miles to school and the three miles back home.
CHAPTER 24
HUNTING
The one old dog we had would always get a coon up a tree at night. You would hear him barking and barking. He might let up for awhile but then he would start barking again. We kinda took turns getting up and going outside with a flashlight and a 22 rifle to see what it was. Most of the time it was a racoon He had run up a tree. Another dog we had was always finding a skunk. We would get sprayed real bad and then take off to the stock dam to jump in and try to wash the smell off and then roll around in the dirt. It never worked very good and we usually had to stay clear of him for awhile.
I remember one year when we got duck stamps. We had an old 4-10, a 12-gauge automatic, that belonged to my grandpa, and my dad’s 16-gauge shotgun. We did quite well that hunting season getting our limit some days. I especially remember on day when it was quite foggy out. We went to many stock dams which we had out in the rolling hills south of the Black Hills or Papa Saba as the Ogalala Sioux called it. As we were coming over one of the dams dike’s, suddenly a large flock of ducks ascended out of the fog to land on the water of the dam. As they came fluttering down it was a spell binding sound they made with there wings. One of those times you just never forget.
We used hollow point 22's at times when we were hunting. I remember one time at the stock dam I went to shoot a frog the bullet hit just a little low causing the frog to go about 20 feet straight up. I used to go hunting with our dog. We were out hunting and a Jackrabbit busted out from cover. It wasn’t running directly away from us but was running from left to right. Now a jackrabbit is very fast and can out run most dogs other than maybe a greyhound. I took a bead four or five lengths in front of the rabbit with my trusty 22 single shot. Sure enough I dropped him. Another time my brother, the dog, and I were out hunting when we came across a large herd of antelope. Now antelope can run at approximately 40 mph. Again the herd was running parallel to us. I dropped one antelope. As we came up to the body, The dog was standing on the antelope as though he had caught it Himself.
My uncle used to have coon dogs and he was ever talking about coon hunting. We had a old Chevy pickup with a spot light we used to use for hunting racoons at night. We probably got more coons then my uncle with one dog and our spot light.
CHAPTER 25
RANCHING
Out to the north maybe 8 miles there lived a hermit who had this real nice kept up place. We used to drive by there going to some land my dad leased for grazing cattle. We kids always found it strange that a man would live out in the middle of no where by himself. He kept his house, buildings and fences in very good repair.
There was another man who brought his sheep to summer pasture southwest of our house some 6 or 7 miles. You would be going down the dirt road and here would be all these sheep crossing the road, all you could do was wait until they all had passed as sheep are like that.
My Uncle Merton Glover sold registered Herford bulls on property he leased from the Sioux Indian Reservation. I well remember going with my dad to the Sale. One of the bulls had been raised as a bucket calf. When they brought him into the arena he went a little berserk. He hit my uncle and almost lifted him over the fence ripping his jacket with His horn. Talk about a close call.
Calving time was always and experience especially when my father was not around and the two year old heifers were about to have there first calf. The Herford breed has big heads and the new mothers often needed help having the calf. Now I had seen and helped my dad many a time, so when I had to step up and help, I knew what to do. We used to use a yoke with a chain connection on a long steel rod to jack the calf out. We just had to make sure the head wasn’t back. So after two or three calves I knew what to do. Then my dad went to the two year old Angus breed for calving and because there head is smaller they hardly ever needed help.
After so many months then came time to brand and dehorn and castrate male calves. Later on we would use dehorning paste and a rubber band for castrating. My brother now uses a shoot and a hinged table for branding. But back in the day we used to do it by hand. One would get the back foot and one the front and throw the calf down bending the front leg back and straddling the chest, the other holding the second back leg with your leg and foot and pulling on the other back leg with your hands. That was fine until the branding iron hit the hip and then you had better be holding on real good or you might get kicked. You might also like to put your other foot in front of his poop shoot just in case he has diarrhea or you might get splattered.
A year latter comes the time to wean calves from there mothers (cows). My dad would always separate them, putting the cows out in the pasture and putting the calves in the correl by the barn. He would give them cake, hay and grain to eat. But oh, how they do miss that milk from their mother. They bawl all day and night for about a week, until they realize they are no longer getting any milk and there mother is no where to be found, and so goes weaning.
CHAPTER 26
CATS
We used to always have quite a few cats around. My mother would feed them pancakes in the morning, and I would go out and get them a jackrabbit now and then with my single shot 22. We had this one calico mother cat (guess there is no calico or three colored tom cats) which would go out and hunt birds and such. You would see her taking some of the younger kittens with her to train them how to hunt. She would come back with a bird, meow, - and the kittens would come running to get the food. I had one gray and white stripped kitten that I claimed for my own, as that is what me and my brothers and sister would do when there was a new litter, we would lay claim to different kittens. This tom cat grew up to be a very beautiful and big cat. He was so big that the dog would leave him alone and not chase him like he would do the other cats. We were trying to catch our kittens one time in the barn, when my younger brother tried pulling the rolling barn door out and released it, thinking it would scare the kitten behind the barn door, however, the door killed it. We did not feel to good about that.
CHAPTER 27
NEIGHBORS
One time I stayed over night with a neighbor family who had these miniature ponies. We would ride them around. They had a pet fox that was not very old. It was neat watching him sneak up on the chickens. The one girl was getting over having stepped on a pitchfork. She threw the pitch fork over the fence and then accidentally jumped on it. Her brother and I went hunting birds later that evening up in the hay loft of their barn. He hit a bird and it fell through a crack into the barn below. He went down the stairs to find it and fell hitting his head. When I found him, he was getting up off the floor of the barn. It soon became evident that the hit on his head had caused amnesia. He lost all short term memory. You could tell him something and a minute later he would not remember. Later that evening they were taking him to the doctor when suddenly his memory started working again.
CHAPTER 28
4-H
We joined the local 4-H club and used to do things in the summer when school was out. I remember making a cribbage board and a napkin holder out of wood. I did a book ,which I still have on the forage value of grasses. I had to did up the plants root and all and place them in a book identifying them as either of poor, fair or good forage value for cattle. I also had a couple of plants that were poisonous. One year I had a calf which I showed for his beef value. I also did the showman ship category and did fairly well.
CHAPTER 29
COWBOYS
My dad got us a buckskin horse to ride It had one leg it favored but could still run very fast. It must of been used for barrel racing because whenever it went around a corner or a post it would cut so short you would bust you knee against the post. Maybe it was trying to knock a person off, I am not sure. I always liked our buckskin horse, but it would not be long before motorcycles would replace the cowboy way of life on the ranch.
CHAPTER 30
BIKES, SNOWMOBILES
We found that dirt bikes worked quite well for trailing cattle, plus you could get to the pasture down the road and did not need a horse trailer. My dad would do Enduro Competitions in the coming years for recreation. An Enduro is done over a long distance and usually starts in the morning and ends in the evening. It can be close to 100 miles up mountains and through streams. The course is set up ahead of time and has checkpoints and a set mph that the person needs to go to get to the check point at a certain time, thus zeroing out that section. In the end it is whoever has the least points that wins. My dad became very good in the competition and would finish second in the western United States one year.
We also would put spikes in our tires for winter riding and then got snowmobiles and three wheelers for snow and for carrying things. I used to like going out northwest of our house about five miles where there was this old dry lake. You could open up the snowmobile and fly along at about seventy miles per hour. My brother and sister one time rode the snowmobiles to high school after a blizzard, approximately thirty miles cross country.
CHAPTER 31
TRAPPING
Back in the day we used to trap muskrats, mink, fox and coyotes for money. Plus, fox and coyotes had a bounty on them because the fox would get into the hen house and kill the chickens, and the coyotes would kill the young lambs. It used to be that you could get one-hundred dollars or more for a coyote or fox in the winter. I even skinned out a couple of skunks once for the pelts. It was after they were frozen. What a lot of people do not understand is that the mink also has sent glands, and if you are not careful when you are skinning them you can cut into the sent gland, which is more offensive than a skunk. We used to go fox or coyote hunting after a good snow as you could pick up fresh tracks and then start following them, watching in front of you, and pretty soon you would see the fox or coyote, then the race was on. I never did much of the running down of the fox or coyotes. If you hit a coyote from the back it could ball up under the motorcycle and flip you. You had to hit it from the side. I remember one time seeing a fox in the distance, but no one else saw it. I took off and got through one fence. We would pull, two wires up and push two down and get through the fence with the motorcycle. After chasing the fox, about so long, it became very tired. I hit it a couple of times but it was still kicking. I went up to it on foot and stomped its head to kill it. Maybe it was the way it looked at me, but I never liked killing and animal this way. Soon the firs would no longer be worth much money as artificial furs soon came on the market. The wild west was dying out, as industry moved the United States, even the frontier areas where our grandfathers had homestead moved into a new time and way of doing things.
CHAPTER 32
GETTING HURT OR INJURED
At times it seemed we were always getting hurt or injured. We boys used to ride bicycles all over the place. We but leak stop fluid in the inner tubes, put on thicker studded tires in order to keep the tires from going flat from riding in the pasture over cactus plants. We became pretty good at patching bicycle tubes. Wheelies became second nature. One time I rode for four miles on my back wheel. I could ride in a circle on the back wheel. I went to jump from ramp to ramp one time. I got back and was going as fast as I could. I made it to the end of the second ramp but hit on my back wheel and came over backwards falling on my back. Now I had done this once before trying to flip off a swing at school and had landed flat on my back. Believe me for those who have done it, it is a very bad experience as the air is knocked out of your lungs and you seemingly can not breath for some time.
Haying season was always a busy time. We went to hitch up the automatic hay bale stacker to the small tractor we used for the stacker. It was a two-wheel trailer with a hitch that had quite a lot of weight on it. It was sitting on blocks to make it easy to connect to the tractor. Don’t ask me how I did it but, as we went to hitch up the tractor, it wasn’t aligned, and it fell off the blocks on to my leg braking the large bone three or four inches above the ankle. Why I had my leg under the hitch I do not know? My dad, my older, and younger brother, were able to lift the hitch so I could get my leg out. My dad drove me the twenty-six miles to Chadron to the doctor, believe me I felt every bump. I got a x-ray and a cast above my knee put on. Since it was the big bone, I had to use crutches. I became very good with crutches and could go about as fast as a person could run. That summer I was on crutches most of the summer, even during our camping trip into the Rockies, where my dad would race in an Enduro motorcycle race.
One time my sister was riding in the pickup with my dad while he checked cows in the pasture. When we were small we would ride standing up on the pickup seat holding onto the gun rack in the back window. My dad hit a ditch hidden by the snow and my sister did a nose dive into a can that held staples on the floor. After taking her to the house to clean up some of the blood, my dad took her to the doctor in Chadron for stitches.
CHAPTER 33
MOTORCYCLE MADNESS
It wasn’t long before we were all engaged in riding motorcycles. I almost went through a barb wire gate on our 175 Yamaha motorcycle. I was going over to Delbert’s place where my dad did the farming on a lease. What I did not know was that the gate going on the property by the house was shut because of cattle. I come flying along at about 40mph on the dirt road going to the house and farm fields when I realized the barb wire gate was shut. I locked up both brakes, but realized I was not going to get stopped in time to keep from hitting the gate. I laid the bike over on its side and went under the gate half way, with the wire on top of my arm. I did not get scratched by the barbed wire, but I did have a patch of skin on my left hip, about four by four from road burn.
I remember my younger brother Martin riding the old step through Honda 90 motorcycle we kids had. It had 4 gears for dirt and 4 for road. As my brother went to turn by the barbed wire fence he misjudged how close he was to the fence. He got his hand into the fence and ended up cutting a big old gash into his hand between the thumb and first finger.
One time me and my sister rode double, on our 100 Honda down to the crick bottom, approximately 2 miles away, to get the 175 Yamaha bike my dad had left there when he finished haying on the bottom. Becky rode dad’s bike as we headed back home, cutting across the pasture and another crick bottom.
I cut over to the back of our dug out dam, going up the dike, I ran down by the water, and was going to jump off the dike at the opposite end. As I accelerated, and hit the dike to jump, I realized my sister had come up the road beside the dam to see what I was doing, instead of going straight up the road toward the house. I didn’t realize, until I was in the air, that I was on a collision course with my sister. As I hit ground, I hit her back wheel, though I tried to turn at the last moment to keep from hitting her too hard. I wiped out falling right into a cactus patch. I am talking about the cactuses with two-inch nettles. My sister got the back of her foot cut just above the heel. A real bad gash. She is crying and I am taking my pants off to get all the cactus needles out. We managed to get the bikes back home with much pain.
CHAPTER 34
PRONE TO INJURY
It wasn’t just riding motorcycles that we got hurt. One of our milk cows would get real touchy about anyone being between her and her newborn calf. Duane and I were out bringing in the milk cows. We would carry a big stick and try to stay nimble on our feet when we went to move them from the pasture to the correl and barn. But one day Duane must of got his feet crossed up and that milk cow knocked him down to the ground and started to pushing him around on the ground with its head. I carried a two by two stick about four feet long. I ran up and commenced to beating the side of that cow until she finally backed off. Duane had some scratches and a big hoof print on the side of his head where that milk cow stepped on him.
We had a couple stock dams within half a mile of our house on the prairie. Just back of one dam was a spill over dam. It never got much water but was where my dad kept his bulls during the winter. Anyway, it always had a lot of trees and willows around it. My two younger brothers and sister were down there hunting snakes and frogs with a bow and arrow and with a large stick. The younger went to hit a frog with a stick at about the same time as the older let loose with an arrow. Neal, the younger brother, got shot across the long toe down into the foot with a field arrow. Talk about pain. Some people say there is more nerves in the bottom of the foot than anywhere on the body.
One time my brother Martin was doing something behind the
garage, in the tree lines which my father had planted for a snow break around our property buildings. I came up with this brilliant idea of scaring him by tossing a big rock over the trees and scarring Him. Anyway, I hit him right in the head. He come running out of the trees and seeing me knew what had happened. He went running up towards the garage where my dad was, saying, “Randy hit me in the head” needless to say I was guilty and condemned, but still had my punishment coming. Later I found out from my mother that dad had gotten hit in the head when in school and still had a scar on the back of his head, on the neck to prove it. My dad grabbed some willow branches from behind the shed, which he had ripped out from the small dam below the house, and preceded to give me the whipping of my life. When ever I am tempted to do some stupid prank, I automatically think about that incident and restrain myself.
I was racing my dad up the long hill to our house on bicycles when the front forks, on my bicycle, broke. I fell, plowing the side of my face into the gravel road. I ended up with a giant scab on the side of my face. Didn’t see that one coming.
CHAPTER 35
DUANE
My older brother Duane had signed up to go into the Army in the late summer after he graduated in 1974 from high school. That summer he was working on a combine crew that worked its way up from Texas north as the grain ripened. They were working long days into the night and getting little sleep. So, one day, he had laid down in the shade of the truck, as the combines were cutting. They would get a call on the CB radio saying, the combine was full to come with the truck to empty the combine.
A neighbor, to our family, was sleeping in the cab, got the call, and backed up running right over my brother’s chest. The ground was soft which probably saved Him. Yet his kidney quit working and they did exploratory surgery splitting his sternum only to find nothing wrong except that he was born with only one kidney and it was not working right. This was the only time I ever saw my dad cry. Lord knows our tears are seen by God and my brother recovered.
I remember my brother telling me about the time when he started to college driving home one time when he hit ice on a bridge going about 70 mph. He came off the bridge sideways and popped all four tires off their rims.
He would have to be on a kidney dialysis for years until he got a donor kidney and had a heart bypass and a splint put around
the main artery going into his leg. He lived to see fifty years of age, but the artery going into his leg broke, and by the time they got him to a hospital there was not much that could be done for him. Duane and I were very close growing up. He as the older brother always led the way and I followed. I was so torn up when he died and I wailed like a man who had lost a part of himself. You can ask anyone who was in the Chapel when they had his funeral. I could not contain myself and at times I still am overcome thinking about him. In the hotel the day after his funeral I was sleeping when I had a vision of him seated in Heavenly places. He sat upon a seat much like you see Lincoln seated in the Lincoln Memorial. Latter in vision I saw where he was buried and it suddenly turned into a stream and produced much growth. I saw this as his prosperity or offspring.
CHAPTER 36
SNAKES
As a kid we used to catch water snakes until one time I smelled my hand after touching one and realized how offensive its smell was. My mother was always telling us to watch out for snakes. When my dad baled up hay lots of times the snakes would get caught in the bale. When you was picking up the bales by hand it was best to roll the bale toward you as the snake might be in the shade. Daddy Pop would tell about catching rattle snakes by the tail and then cracking them like a whip snapping there heads off. I guess it was true though none of us ever tried it or saw it done.
One time we was going to cut wheat and had just drove up to the combine. It was a little latter in the day as you had to wait until the temp warmed to cut the grain as the moisture level would be to high early in a humid morning. All of a sudden, my dad said to be still as he grabbed the 22 rifle from the pickup. There was a rattlesnake sitting at the bottom of the combine stairs sunning itself in the dirt. My dad shot and killed it.
One time I was out shooting my bow and arrows at a hay stack behind the barn. Upon returning to the house, I almost stepped on a rattler. I put three arrows into it shooting one of them right into its head.
We had one dog that was down my the dam north of the house. He would often go down there to cool off in the water. This time though he came back with a swelled-up foot. We went down by the dam and found two rattlesnakes. We killed them both. We had to take the dog to the vet to get a shot as he was swelling up so much.
CHAPTER 37
HUSBANDRY
As I had said else where, my dad planted tree wind breaks around the house on the north and west sides plus later planted a large mile long straight wind break about a half mile out northwest. He planted Elm trees, Chinese Elm, Evergreen and a type of Locust tree all in separate rows. He planted the trees in rows far enough apart he could run a cultivator and tractor in between. But guess what? That left the area right close to the tree and the space in between trees. So it was that we had to get the weeds out with hoe or by pulling the weeds. Duane and Martin and I used to have different rows and would have competition to see who could go the farthest in a set time. It was hard work. I remember one time the LORD gave me superhuman strength and I began pulling weeds like a mad man. After about a mile of weeds I looked back and was amazed. Later I would read in the Bible how David as a shepard boy slew the bear and the lion and then Goliath. God trains us in our solitude against his elements (blizzard), weeds, and animals - wild bulls (wanting fresh grass) to slay the Goliaths of our lives.
CHAPTER 38
FARMING - BREAKING UP THE FALLOW GROUND
One weekend I worked for a neighbor using a sweep used for breaking up the crust on the summer fallow. I was just finishing a field and turning short to finish when I caught the cable support with a wheel. I had been warned about trying to turn to short. I hit the brakes, but forgetting to hit the clutch, the power on the wheels didn’t stop automatically and the cable went up the wheel pulling the implement up until it hit the tractor cab damaging it. My neighbor paid me for the work but was not very happy.
I remember as a kid shoveling grain in the top of a grain bin, trying to get the last of the truck into the grain bin. It was so hot and with the dust you could hardly breath. The hole in the roof where the grain was coming in was filling up making no way to escape. About that time the truck was empty. Talk about shoveling for you life. Wheat is heavy too.
CHAPTER 39
STORMS
Nature seems more eminent in the country as it is not blocked out by buildings and you can easily see its effects. Growing up on the plains we saw lots of lightning. One time my dad said to go up into the barn hayloft and look at the corner of the roof. The wood was shredded into pieces leaving a hole yet nothing was burned. The lightning had struck yet not burned destroying the wood frame and leaving a pretty good hole.
Another time the lightning hit a haystack back of the barn by the granary. It was a stack of many small hay bales. There was nothing we could do to put the fire out. Many neighbors came from far around to see what all the smoke was about. My mother said it was the only way anybody ever came to visit. They dragged a big weight on a cable through the fire to get the hay to burn faster. My dad plowed around the stack to keep the fire from spreading. It literally burned all night.
Another time I went with my father to the place that would become their 3rd House on the Prairie, this is the house that some 38 years latter would get hit by a 120mph tornado. There on the creek bottom was a big cottonwood tree that had been struck in the top of the tree by lightning. For fear the tree would start a prairie fire, if allowed to continue burning, my dad and a neighbor decided to pull down the tree. Now they had a truck from the Ardmore fire department but it didn’t seem to be doing the job, so my dad hooked up his GMC 4-wheel drive pickup in series with the fire truck, sure enough over the tree came and we put the fire out that was in the top of the tree.
Another time I was out in the pasture north of the house rounding up the milk cows and calves when I see this lighting flash in the distance. As I watched I began to see smoke. I beat it back to the house and my mom began calling around. On of the neighbor had a truck they used just for fire fighting. We headed down to where the smoke was coming from. It was a neighbor’s field of wheat that was just about ripe to cut. We tried to stop the fire from spreading. One of the trucks had died and would not start. About that time the wind changed directions and the fire was coming right for the truck. We had to go into action real fast. We pulled out the chain and driving up to the truck, hooked up to the frame barely getting it out of the way before the fire came. It was a field of two-foot standing winter wheat dry and ready to cut. It burned like a roaring engine.
CHAPTER 40
TOOLS AND ANTIQUES
We talk about the tools of a trade. The early farmers and homesteaders were pretty much self-functioning. My dad used natural gas and oxygen for a torch and brazing and had an electric welder. When we moved to the 2nd house on the prairie there was a kiln that the homesteader used for firing horseshoes and all kinds of metal instruments. It was not longer functional so my dad made a chicken coop and a garage out of the long building. I especially remember a hand-held drill that ran off of gears. We kids used to use it as it was still functional. Out back of the barn behind the rows of trees my dad planted for a wind break was a old manure spreader with the wooden spokes on a wooden hub with a ring of steal for the wheel that touched the surface. It set there for a long time next to the old wood pile where my dad discarded old wood posts for fence and torn down buildings. My uncle took the manure spreader as he traded in antiques.
CHAPTER 41
BOATING
I built me a row boat out of some of the wood from the woodpile. We took it down to the dam south of the house where we used to go swimming. As I recollect it worked some what but had a lot of leaks. I remember when my dad got a motor boat. He took it to that dam, as it was good sized, and ran it around for a couple of test drives. We even went out to the old oil rig dam which was a dam that was made when they were drilling for oil, before my time, and hit a large water vein. This was a very large stock dam in the middle of no where. We then started going to Angostura Reservoir about a half hour drive from our house. We used to go just about ever week end in the summer except for during harvest. We all learned to water ski. One time I believe my dad had five of us kids skiing behind the boat at one time. We learned to slalom on one ski and how to take off from the side, with one ski above the water and slack in the line dragging the other foot for balance until you got going then slip the other foot in. This way you did not get wet. Then we had to time it just right so we didn’t get wet coming in to the shore or hit the sand going to fast. One time I was horsing around and running jumped over my sister playing on the edge of the lake and hit the water and the mud head first. I was somewhat stunned and had a sore neck for a couple weeks. Guess I kinda know what Joni Erickson Taeda must of felt like. Water can be fun but can be dangerous if you don’t know how deep the water is.
CHAPTER 42
HAYING
Haying time was always an experience. When my dad bought the property over by Ardmore where my grandparents lived for awhile. Some of the land was irrigated from a small stream that ran most of the time. I used to run the swather to cut the hay. In some places the alfalfa got real thick and deep. I would spend all day cutting down hay. My arms used to get so dark I would look like a different race. Most of the time I wore a cowboy hat to keep the sun off my face and ears. Guess that was what the woman who kept the vineyards in Song of Solomon was talking about when she said 1:6 “I am black because the sun hath looked upon me.” The mule deer would have there fawns in the alfalfa. You always had to be on the watch for a small fawn. I used to love turning the corners as it use two levers like a tank. The only problem was trailing it down a road going down hill. When one side got ahead of the other all you could do was push the lever outward which was a break. Some times just putting it in neutral would cause the wheel to catch up. But what you did not want to do was to go to far back with the levers as it would go into reverse. My dad told me about a neighbor who was trailing the swather down the road and pulled to far back and not to the sides and hit reverse. The back end of the swather came up and the neighbor fell forward into the conveyor canvas, all the time running down the road. He was able to crawl back up on the seat before the swather went into the ditch.
When we were kids, Duane, Martin, and I started working for a neighbor stacking hay with a farmhand which belonged to my dad. We got three cents a bale. I remember the first hay stack we did fell down because we did not tie the bales in (crisscross to support).
One time later in life I and my brother Duane were trailing The farmhand I mentioned and another farmhand my dad had bought which was a tractor turned around with a large weight on the back of the tractor. This farmhand was steered from the back and did not respond real good. If I remember right, Duane was in front of me as we trailed the equipment down the road from the Ardmore place to our 2nd house creek bottom. As I was coming down the road, I see these skid marks on the way down this small hill with a 10-foot fill at the bottom. I did not know what had happened until we got to our destination. Duane tells me how the rear end had hit a bump and came up. As he went to hit the brakes the forklift skidded sideways almost going off the road and over the 10-foot fill. My dad came along later to pick us up in the truck and saw the skid marks. All he did when we got in the truck was pull out the roll of emergency toilet paper from the glove box and ask Duane if he need to use it. It really was not funny, but some times you just have to laugh at things.
CHAPTER 43
JOBS
One weekend me and my older brother Duane went down to help a friend of my dad’s, a motorcycle riding buddy, out hauling sugar beets down in Nebraska where the Platte river is used to irrigate corn, beans, and beets. When the sugar beets in Nebraska get ripe it is a race to the rail head to dump the beets to be loaded on to rail cars to go to the factory. Stop signs don’t mean anything if no one is coming. Getting your truck up on the beet dump ramp can be an experience. You have to put the loaded truck in low gear and hit the accelerator as your front wheels come in contact with the ramp the suspension bottoms out as you laterally jump up on the ramp and hit the brakes to keep from going off the other side of the ramp. The truck dumps from the side as the chained side of the bed is dropped and the ramp tilts to dump the load. What an experience.
Wheat harvest was always an interesting time with lots of work and little sleep. One summer I worked on a combine crew driving a grain truck (a stub-nose), and the following year, which was just before I went in the Army, I worked for the same neighbor running one of the three combines. It was an Allis Chalmers with a twenty-four-foot header. Things went pretty good that summer and we cut a lot of wheat in the local area. One night when we were moving the combines I caught a small hill with the header. It tweaked the header a little so it cut a couple of inches higher on one side. Latter when I went into the Army I heard that Cal, the owner of the combining implements died in a single plane crash, he left behind his wife and two daughters and a baby boy, if I remember right .
CHAPTER 44
FISHING
I always liked to go fishing . We used to go to a stock dam in the government pasture which my dad leased during the summer to run cattle on. It usually was after a rain when there was nothing you could do on the farm or ranch because of the wet soil. The whole family would go. I remember hooking into a large big mouth bass, probably about five pounds, but it got away before I could land it. We usually caught quite a few bass and sometimes a perch. My mother and I would often go down to the dam below the house to fish. One time I caught a four-and-a-half pound largemouth bass. Even to day with my mother gone on to glory I can see her fishing on the shores of Galilee in the New Jerusalem. She loved to fish. We would us lures which the bass would hit at if you got in there territory. We had blue gills, perch and largemouth bass in a couple of dams and some bullheads in another dug out dam.
One time my dad and I went to the Missouri River fishing. I helped my dad net a twenty some pound northern pike, he had broke his collarbone racing in a motorcycle race and wasn’t hardly healed. Our family went to the Missouri River by the capitol of South Dakota, Pierre, and went fishing with another family. I especially remember John Romey a neighbor about my age, catching a walleye and taking off up the shore to get the fish in faster than reeling it in. The fish hit the edge of the river and the hook was pulled out. But the fish was stunned and just lay there. I stepped in the water and lifted it out without touching the mouth as they have razor sharp teeth . What a hoot.
CHAPTER 45
SKATING
Once the dams froze up good, we would clean the snow off the surface and go ice skating in the winter. Ever since I saw my Daddy Pop, skate at a skate party I was hooked. We would usually have a nice bonfire going on the side when it was a skate party. I remember one year we got a hockey game going. I had gotten a hockey puck and stick for Christmas and we made our own sticks. We got half-way good at it. We set up goals and the game was on. It was a close game and the side I was on eventually won. Those were the days. I loved to figure skate and would often spend hours out on the dam skating, trying to do the things I had seen them do on TV. I could do one spin in the air, spin in a circle and do a figure eight. I never got real good but used to love the sliding over the ice as though nothing could stop you. As a kid I used to get this dream of levitating over the trees and the ranch area. It was like nothing could hold me down. God in His infinite wisdom often lets us move in a way that passes understand that we might know we are not confined to this realm but in Him can be above the earthly laws that man has made and find freedom in the Holy Spirit.
CHAPTER 46
SPORTS
When I was in the 7th grade we went to Oelrichs High School to compete in a track meet. One of the events was the softball throw. Now I had been doing some training at home back of the tree line throwing rocks from the area my dad cultivated between the tree rows. I would throw the rocks at the dam the other side of the fence. All that rock throwing paid off cause I got a blue ribbon on the softball throw.
In the summer months we started a fast pitch softball league. I always liked pitching and could throw a pretty good knuckleball off the end of my fingers. The key is throwing the ball with no rotation and getting it to break just before the plate. I also liked playing 1st base and could do a pretty good job as a catcher. I wasn’t the best hitter, but after I had been in the Military for awhile I came back on leave and found that weight lifting in the Military allowed me to hit the ball out of the park.
In my senior year our football team was undefeated. The guys in our class played football together all four years and we became a very well-knit group, each one have a nickname. Pete Kindred was our quarterback, and Dick Dryden and Miles Sandoz were running backs. We were a class “B” school but would play second string Class A schools. Some games were
8-man football others were 11-man. In 8-man I would play defense end. At times the coach would play me against our offense in practice. I would key on the ball and get the tackle most all of the time. In 11-man I would play offensive tackle. I was kind of small to be playing tackle weighting about 150 pounds soaking wet, however I learned how to drive hard off the line and would move the defender out of the #4 hole most of the time when a play came through that hole. On big guys I would go low and use my low profile to bring them down. We had a couple close games in our Senior year but came out undefeated.
Basketball was probably my favorite sport. I played forward and would make some were between 8 and 14 points a game. In the 8th grade we had a coach who had run in the Olympic trials one year. He had us doing all kinds of calisthenics and running man to man and zone defenses. We had all kinds of inbound plays. We actually won one tournament against Hot Springs “B” team. Another tournament we got second or third, I forget which, playing against Indian teams on the Sioux Reservation. I used to watch the Los Angeles Lakers and learned to shoot left and right-handed like Jerry West. We didn’t do so good in high school but managed to win some games.
Our dad always encouraged and supported us in sports. In track I tried running the mile and 880 put never was too good. I started throwing the discus and running a pretty decent 220.
We went to state in my senior year in the 880 relay and in the discus throw. Later in the Military I would win a couple trophies in swimming 4 laps, shooting a 22 pistol, and running the 2 mile, a three event competition. I also maxed the old Physical Test which consisted of the run dodge and jump, the ladder rungs, the inverted crawl, and a mile race.
One year when I was in high school we had a foreign exchange student from Brazil stay with us for 6 months. He had a hard time adjusting to the North American food. He brought his soccer ball with him and used to amaze us with his ability to bounce it in the air off his foot. Looking back, I realize it was good to see that not everyone in the world was the same. Andrae became our good friend. I believe he came back to the US to go to college.
CHAPTER 47
BACK HOME AGAIN
After I had did a hitch in the Military of 3 years I came back home and got a job in the summer working during the day for a neighbor. We but up a couple of miles of fence that summer with steel posts and wooden support posts, every so often for support. It was hard work but I liked it. Once during the week my boss and his brother would go to the rodeo grounds and practice team roping. I would run the shoot releasing the calves to be roped. I tried to learn how to rope but didn’t ever try it off a horse. One time my boss made the mistake of getting his hand caught under the rope as he threw the lasso and went to wrap the end around the horn of the saddle. As the calf came to the end of the rope his fingers got a real bad rope burn on the back of them.
Once rounding up cows I had a rabbit jump out in a creek bottom. The horse I was riding got spooked and I almost lost my seat on the saddle, but managed to hold on with one leg.
We were working cattle in a correl and trying to get older calves into a shoot. I was not having much luck as the calves would not go into the run for the shoot. My boss said you could not be afraid but had to just push up against the butt of the calves. I was scarred of getting kicked. Then I watched as he just moved in behind the calves and pushed them in. I
learned an important point. Animals can sense fear and if you are fearful of being kicked you probably will be kicked. On the other hand, if you put your fear aside and act without fear, the calves will think you are just another calf pushing them.
CHAPTER 48
PRACTICAL EXPERIENCE in Carpentry and Electrician Work
My dad finished the basement in our second house, putting in a shower, toilet, and sink. He made two rooms for us four boys. I learned how to do paneling and how to run electrical wiring, helping my dad finish the basement. I remember one day when my dad was drilling near the ceiling in the bathroom he was making, when suddenly my dad froze up and turning to the side throwing the drill down. It had shorted out and was shocking him. He said it was all he could do to get rid of the drill as the electricity was freezing him up. I remember my dad trying to square up the paneling and having such a hard time as the foundation in the basement wasn’t very true due to settling, and such is the case with most older homes.
One time after I had did one term in the Military, I returned home for eleven months before going back into the Military. I got a job working as a mechanic in a feed lot. The older gentleman who used to work for Ford, had me to make some shelves out of two-inch pipe which he had me weld together. I was up straddling the pipe on the second shelf welding a joint. As I went to chip the slag off the weld, I accidentally touched the back of my neck with the welding rod. What a jolt. I thought I was a goner but the way I had my arm bent when I was shocked caused the rod to come off my neck. I had a pretty good burn though.
CHAPTER 49
POOL
My dad got a six foot pool table to put in our finished basement. We all became pool experts. I used to be able to run that six-foot table quite often. I used to spend hours playing pool. Later in the Army playing on regulation eight-foot tables I also became pretty good. When I retired from the Military I got a house in Colorado Springs, Colorado which had a pool table in the basement. It had some felt that was not regulation. I got regulation felt and installed it. The bumpers were fine. So I had a nice regulation eight-foot table. My wife’s son, David, moved to Delaware and got a nice sized house. He put a pool table in the basement. I helped him break it in.
CHAPTER 50
BLIZZARDS
The part of South Dakota and Nebraska I grew up in could have very bad blizzards in the winter. I remember my mother showing me a picture of the blizzard of ‘49. Snow drifted as tall as the second story home my Daddy Pop built. One winter we had a real bad blizzard. My dad had some 2-year-olds out in one pasture and they just drifted with the wind from the storm. Old cows will turn there heads into the wind and not move but these young 2-year-olds just drifted going right through fences. After the storm we went looking for them. We found a couple in the creek where they drowned. The rest were strung out for approximately 10 miles. One group we found in a pasture close to my uncle Manny’s place. We stopped and got pancakes and then headed back out to round up the doggies (2-year-olds) and take them back home. A couple of them had ice frozen over there eyes and could hardly see. After running them around on foot and getting no where I realized the problem was there eyesight. I slowly walked up to them and knocked the ice off there eyes. That was all it took. We soon had them through the fence headed back down the road toward Home.
Later when I had gone into the Army, and was on leave back home, I almost got snowed in. My dad would have to plow the 11 miles of road to the highway as it was drifted in real bad in some areas. He had a 4020 John Deere tractor with a angle blade. I followed in the four-wheel drive pickup. We finally made it to the highway, left the tractor on the side of the gravel road and my dad drove me to the airport making it time for my flight.
CHAPTER 51
GUITAR
While in the Military I learned from a couple of friends how to play the guitar. One sold me three different guitars, two six string guitars and a twelve string which was hard to tune. I learned a few cords and some notes. I especially liked the way the one friend played Stairway to Heaven and even sang it to. When I went back home, I sold all my guitars and bought a new one. Back home I taught a young man how to play a few cords. He eventually went on to start his own band. I just goes to show that you never know how far a little coaching can go. I eventually sold the guitar to a man from Saipan who was going to college that summer which I also was doing. I used to go out on the porch of our house and play and the dog would come up and howl. Guess that was his way of singing.ere to add text.
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Luk 16:19 There was a certain rich man, which was clothed in purple and fine linen, and fared sumptuously every day:
Luk 16:20 And there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, which was laid at his gate, full of sores,
Luk 16:21 And desiring to be fed with the crumbs which fell from the rich man's table: moreover the dogs came and licked his sores.
Luk 16:22 And it came to pass, that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels into Abraham's bosom: the rich man also died, and was buried;
Luk 16:23 And in hell he lift up his eyes, being in torments, and seeth Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom.
Luk 16:24 And he cried and said, Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus, that he may dip the tip of his finger in water, and cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame.
Luk 16:25 But Abraham said, Son, remember that thou in thy lifetime receivedst thy good things, and likewise Lazarus evil things: but now he is comforted, and thou art tormented.
Luk 16:26 And beside all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed: so that they which would pass from hence to you cannot; neither can they pass to us, that would come from thence.
Rev 14:18 And another angel came out from the altar, which had power over fire; and cried with a loud cry to him that had the sharp sickle, saying, Thrust in thy sharp sickle, and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth; for her grapes are fully ripe.
Rev 14:19 And the angel thrust in his sickle into the earth, and gathered the vine of the earth, and cast it into the great winepress of the wrath of God. GETHSEMANE
Rev 14:20 And the winepress was trodden without the city, and blood came out of the winepress, even unto the horse bridles, by the space of a thousand and six hundred furlongs.
Mat 26:36 Then cometh Jesus with them unto a place called Gethsemane, and saith unto the disciples, Sit ye here, while I go and pray yonder.
Mat 26:37 And he took with him Peter and the two sons of Zebedee, and began to be sorrowful and very heavy.
Mat 26:38 Then saith he unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: tarry ye here, and watch with me.
Mat 26:39 And he went a little further, and fell on his face, and prayed, saying, O my Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me: nevertheless not as I will, but as thou wilt.
Mat 26:40 And he cometh unto the disciples, and findeth them asleep, and saith unto Peter, What, could ye not watch with me one hour?
Mat 26:41 Watch and pray, that ye enter not into temptation: the spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak.
Mat 26:42 He went away again the second time, and prayed, saying, O my Father, if this cup may not pass away from me, except I drink it, thy will be done.
Mat 26:43 And he came and found them asleep again: for their eyes were heavy.
Mat 26:44 And he left them, and went away again, and prayed the third time, saying the same words.
Mat 26:45 Then cometh he to his disciples, and saith unto them, Sleep on now, and take your rest: behold, the hour is at hand, and the Son of man is betrayed into the hands of sinners.
Luk 22:43 And there appeared an angel unto him from heaven, strengthening him.
Luk 22:44 And being in an agony he prayed more earnestly: and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground.
Luk 22:45 And when he rose up from prayer, and was come to his disciples, he found them sleeping for sorrow,
Luk 22:46 And said unto them, Why sleep ye? rise and pray, lest ye enter into temptation.
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From G5465 a curb or head stall (as curbing the spirit): - bit, bridle.
G5465 khal-ah'-o
From the base of G5490; to lower (as into a void): - let down, strike.
G5490 khas'-mah
From a form of an obsolete primary “chao” (to “gape” or “yawn”); a “chasm” or vacancy (impassable interval): - gulf.
Thank God! a greater than Abraham is here. He bridges the gulf by filling the void between heaven and earth and between earth and hell, for it is written, “That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth; and that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father” (Phil. 2:10-11)
the rich man was tormented in fire and wanted Lazarus to come and cool his tongue and slake his thirst. He had been a very bad man, and so was tormented in the hell that he had created for himself. But when he asked that Lazarus should come, Abraham said, “Between us and you there is a great gulf fixed: no one can cross it.” Abraham could not cross that gulf! David could not cross that gulf! Moses could not cross that gulf! None of the prophets and none of the Patriarchs could cross that gulf! NO MAN could cross it!
There is no denying that, BUT THE CHRIST CROSSED THAT ABYSS.
There is the difference! You say that Abraham said, “Between us and you there is a great gulf fixed, so that they which would pass from hence to you may not be able, and that none may cross over from thence to us.”
Let me remind you that, although Abraham said that, the Christ did not. That is right, Abraham, you could not bridge that gulf! And even if you could, you did not have the keys to the gates. But the Christ crossed that gulf, He strode into Hades, He went and preached to the spirits that were in prison, and He led captivity captive; that is, He captured the captives, those who were captives to sin, captives to the devil, and captives in hell, and led out from thence a mighty host of captives, and delivered them into the liberty of the children of God.
The Christ crossed that gulf, and HIS SALVATION FILLED THE VOID OUR SIN HAD LEFT.
Christ FILLED THE VOID! The Christ Himself IS THE BLOOD THAT CAME OUT OF THE WINEPRESS OF GOD TO FILL THE VOID BY THE HUMBLING OF HIMSELF UNTO DEATH THE BRIDLING OF THE LORD! AS HE TOOK UPON HIMSELF THE SINS OF THE WORLD HIS BLOOD BROKE THE BONDS THAT HOLDS US CAPTIVE AND FILLS THE VOID OUR SINS HAD LEFT.
It was Jesus Christ THAT FILLED THE VOID, and there is not any VOIDS that He cannot FILL. believe it! If there is, then He is not God, because there is no SIN that God and His love DOES NOT OVERCOME BY THE BLOOD OF THE LAMB.
Jesus Christ has FILLED THE VOID between God and man, between heaven and earth, between Israelite and Gentile, between bond and free, between male and female, between rich and poor.
He has FILLED ALL VOIDS, blessed be His name, and so “There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither bond nor free, there is neither male nor female: for ye are all one in Christ Jesus” (Gal. 3:28).
I AM AS ONE COMING TO YOU WITH THE WORD OF GOD TO TAP AND FIND YOUR VOIDS THAT THE LIVING WORD MIGHT FILL YOU FULL TO OVER FLOWING.
Kingdom bible study Ebby, Preston quotes.
In the Aviation field we use 9309, 2 part hysoul to fill voids in the honey comb structure with the skin of aircraft. It is injected into the honey comb through a small hole with a syringe. It takes 24 hours to cure as the mixing of the two parts makes a heat that hardens the mixture. Even so there is a period of time that the trying of our faith by fire completes the process. Rev 2:8-11 talks about 10 days which is the number of the Law of God. It is the 10 commandments that are in the ark of God. We need be faithful unto death and we will receive the crown of Life.
The voids of our lives must be dealt with. In the beginning the earth was void and without form and then the Spirit of God Moved as He said let there be Light. God comes into the Darkness of our lives and gives us the form of His son.
The Old Testament blood only covered sin it was as whitewash on the outside. Mt. 23:25-27, but the blood of Jesus cleanses us as fullers Soap Mal 3:2. And is the propitiation for our sins Ro 3:25 and the true Mercy Seat of God.
By His stripes we are made whole.. It was the curbing of the spirit the bridling or humbling of the Christ unto death that brought true Life. He is the Gethsemane or the anointing oil that has come forth from the seed singular which is Christ. It is truely a place of pressure where the worlds soulish self is defeated as He says not my will but thy will be done. He must put all enemies under his feet 1 Cor 15:25-27 and bring forth death unto death as this blood fills full to over flowing the winepress of the wrath of God Rev 14:20 He conquers death Hell and the grave and makes an open show of it on the cross.. Col 2:15 The Lake of Fire has become the processing station for the age of ages until it accomplishes its purpose. Truely there are a few which will be saved through that fire.
1 Cor 3:13-15 The souls under the altar are told to wait a little season until. It takes time for the hysol so harden so it is any good. So there is a time coming when the sons of God will be manifest to set creation free. They are coming to fill the voids in the lives of creation with the fullness of God that the earth might be filled with his Glory. They come with the double edged sword of the Lord to separate for the cleansing by Fire the sin from the sinner that our souls may be saved. He suffered and was trodden upon without the Gate Heb 13;12 and Rev 14:20 that His blood might set all creation free from sin.
He comes to core out the areas of our lives that he might insert the blood of His cleansing until it is fully potted. We are that cluster of Grapes that must be pressed in order to get the true wine of His presence. God is by His Spirit tapping on our souls this day, listening for any areas of our lives that are void of His presence, Will you open your heart this day and let Him come in to fill those empty places that we might be earthen vessels 2 Cor 4:7 which can contain His presence and begin to manifest it to all creation.
