Well hello there, my, it seems like a long time, but, I am thankful to report that I am back, at least for today, as in, one day at a time, and this one happens to be on
Monday, March 2, 2026. I had myself a very busy last week with much time spent at the hospital with our Jimmy. If that won't wear you out, I'm not sure I know what will. We do thank God that Jimmy is home now and much better. He was actually in Church with us yesterday. That was tough on him since being around crowds is one of the issues involved in his psychosis. The wife of my youth, I think all of you know her, well, she did it again. She left me. This time she got on a bus with others from our local assembly and they are currently in Branson, Missouri, for a Gospel music festival. She had scheduled this some time ago and while she considered cancelling due to Jimmy's situation, we decided that me, myself, and I can handle things while she is away. She will be back on Thursday, Lord willing, and, we are already looking forward to her return. One of the things I am enjoying in using the artificial intelligence utility, ChatGPT, is in improving and preserving some old photos we have. The one above is of my grandfather, Andrew Rancher McMillian, and that would be my mom standing on his right, and, I am guessing that to be Uncle Waymon on his left since Uncle Asa is the oldest and he is not in the photo. My mom, Lena, was born in 1924, therefore, that photo was likely in the late 1920's. It pictures the service station, mechanic shop, operated by my grandad and another fellow. This was his work at that time. He went by the name of Rancher but since he worked as a mechanic, he was given the nickname 'Wrencher'. This shop was located in Leesville, Louisiana. I know this photo is not of great importance to most folks, however, it is to me, especially since my grandfather, Paw Paw Mac, was my mentor and my example of a man of faith in God in both his confession and his practice. And, my mom, well, it goes without saying, how she made a huge impact on my life in her 93 year sojourn here on the planet.
I am in the early stages of getting ready to get ready to teach a Bible lesson on discontentment and complaining. Whoa! I suppose it is easy to recognize how these attributes are truly a part of the human psyche. The Bible text will be from Numbers Chapter 11 and I can say this about my early review of this subject: It's me, it's me, it's me oh Lord, standing in the need of prayer. While you may not have a problem with these actions that greatly displease the Lord, I know many of us can identify with them all too well. One of the other things we will notice is how a complaining spirit becomes contagious. You know. Like the song, One Bad Apple. Now it would be easy to try and marginalize these sinful responses to God's provisions by saying, well, everybody does it. Not good enough. If it displeases the Lord and over and over again, it's clear it does, well, we need to allow Him through His Spirit to help us overcome any discontentment and complaining. We do. We really do. I will be submersed in this subject all week long, so, pray that I will learn God's will in this area of my life as I prepare to share His Word with our life group, Sunday School class, Bible Study, Fellowship, or, us older folks who as beggars that found the Bread of life seek to share that Bread with others. Okay, already. So. It is a wee bit discombobulated, but, it is, after all, Monday. Now let's get out there and find a reason to be uplifted in the working out of our salvation as we go our way. (Philippians 2:12-13)
Amen.
