May 17, 2015   Jane’s Heart to Heart   ….Pastor’s Help Mate

My Darling, Best Friend, and Husband of 60 years this Dec.24.

Faithful Provider – 25 years studying, working, being a pastor, teaching, so that he could support his family while ministering in struggling works which could not pay a full-time wage. While a Chaplain in Viet Nam he wrote me a letter every day and even sent some of his living money home in addition to our dependency allotment. When he got home from VietNam he immediately found any honest job… One doing a Corn Huskers Lotion survey dressed in bib overalls and a straw hathe gave them a $10 bill if they could produce a bottle of Corn Huskers in the house, three times work several total years as a church custodian in 4 separate churches including Catholic, Two Methodist, and a Baptist church in conjunction with pastoring his own church,  We always joked about how those other churches were supporting our ministry.

Timely Even when working full time, attending college and seminary he was always  there when he said he would be there and still is… When he is out calling or on an errand…most of the time right on the minute I could plan the meal and have it ready and the kiddies could watch out the window.     The kids tease him still because  he always gave fair warning when he would depart saying “5 minutes” or  “2 minutes or in the car at 8:34. (Why I love living next door)  Beginning in the morning he somehow calculates just how much time it takes to go to Kies house or to see Evelyn in Jackson or  to fix the light in the sign.  If he is running late I can be pretty sure he had a problem and with  the cell phone I will receive a call even if he is only a mile away.    Since I have been pretty much on liquids and he knows how satisfying McDonald Frozen Yogurt is for me, he will bring one packed in the cooler a special way to keep it cold and a “sorry”  if it tips en route.  Thank you, Honey.

Patience – Though he was not always a patient waiter he never kept us waiting if he could possibly help it. When we go to WalMart on Monday morning I ‘jump” on a scooter and go my way and he goes his and when we have had ample time we try to meet in the grocery department to finish up together.  I watch for his black Russian hat and the box with the bottled water in the cart. Last week I zoomed back and forth and could not find him  in  his usual places and finally decided to go to the front to see if he was there– sure enough, looking back and forth Patiently waiting and when I apologized he assured me it was only a few minutes. 

Selfless – He has never had a hobby or night out with the guys. His love is the ministry, serving God, his family and helping people to find Christ and earnestly wants to be there for you in the hard times.

Servant – helps with laundry – holding up one of my shrunken sweaters- suggested that our youngest g-gr-daughter, Keira might be the right size.  When finishing dishes often delights in exasperating me by piling them around the whole counter in precarious positions… Which he doesn’t do as much since my  shaky hands and failing vision cause me to knock them over and break them….. 

Oh, well, Nobody is perfect  but today is His birthday and he is a “Basket Case when it comes to gift shopping,   but his stedfast faithfulness, patience and love shown to me exemplifies this Scripture:

“Likewise, husbands, live with your wives in an understanding way, showing honor to the woman as the weaker vessel, since they are heirs with you of the grace of life, so that your prayers may not be hindered” (1 Peter 3:7)

Happy Birthday, I love you, Sweetheart!

May 10. 2015     Jane’s Heart to Heart   … Pastor’s Help Mate

May 10. 2015     Jane’s Heart to Heart   … Pastor’s Help Mate

Memories of My Mother
When I was in the third grade my parents were divorced. My mother,  my elder brother and sister and I were living in the apartment of a dear Christian lady, Mrs. Rice, in Dowagiac, MI.  My parents, having been divorced just under a year,  we later learned that because of the prayers of this Godly woman and my grandmother Shipley, my sister and me, my parents got back together and remarried and  we  moved to Sister Lakes a few miles out of town.

Two years later when Mrs. Rice became ill, my mother would sit with her off and on for several weeks whenever she could.  My sister and I attended the Calvary Bible Church and our pastor, Allen Robbins  had Mrs. Rice’s funeral.  There my  mother heard the gospel  and gave her life to the Lord.  My dad was saved as a boy but was not living for the Lord. When my mother got saved everything changed.  They both stopped drinking alcohol and smoking cigarettes and they stopped swearing. When  family and friends came to see us  at the lake my folks asked them not to bring their alcohol and began to witness to them and informed them that we would all be in church on Sunday from then on.

Mrs. Rice’s family later gave my mother one of her little books –  “Whatsoever Ye Shall Ask” –Walters. In it were several little notes torn from a journal with prayers for my mother. Does God answer prayer?

Ruth and Bob Hoff were dear friends of my folks and Bob had suffered a stroke and was disabled and had a difficult time communicating. Then Ruth developed liver cancer and when she had to have surgery my folks helped out with some of Bob’s care while she had to be hospitalized.

I have one of my mother’s journals and I want to read some of the things she wrote  there.

“Taken From Ruth (Iles) Hoff’s kitchen”  – “I have been here all week with Bob — Ruth had major surgeryMonday, 30th of Jan– ’95.”  (I am assuming that these were plagues on Ruth’s kitchen wall.)

“To look around is to be distressed.   To look within is to be depressed.   To look up is to be blessed

“Many people treat their religion as a spare tire, they never use it except in an emergency”

” To know God’s will is life’s greatest treasure, to do God’s will is life’s greatest pleasure.

My mother also had this song in her journal that I had written and sang for Mother’s Day to the tune of “I Wonder, Have I Done My Best for Jesus?”  I recall her calling and asking me to give her the words.   Here they are.

I Wonder, Have I Been the Best of Mothers?

1. I wonder have I been the best of mothers. And taught my children how to pray

To read His word and trust in Christ the Saviour,

And follow Him along the narrow way.

2. I wonder have I cared for my dear children or have I let them fend alone?

I might have lead my children to the Saviour.

The precious seed of life I might have   sown.

Chorus: How many times I failed to read the Bible.

How many times was I too rushed to pray.

I wonder have I been the best example

And pointed them to Christ the WAY.

3. Do I go with my child to Sunday School or does he have to go alone?

Do I depend on teachers for his training

When I should show him daily in his home?

4. How many times I’ve flaunted God’s commandments,

Then prayed my child His will to do.

Lord, give me grace to make the rightful judgments

And see at last my child stand for Thee true.

Last Chorus: Dear Saviour, may you always be exalted…

Through my beloved children every day.

That of me at the last ‘twould be recorded

She pointed them to Christ, The Way.

Mother loved the Lord and loved people and often visited shut-ins in the nursing homes and loved to do for others.  She also enjoyed working  with flowers and plants. her home was full of plants of every kind and she often shared them with other people. She was a very giving person.

What a wonderful change in her life came when Jesus came into her heart….  Thank you Lord for such memories of my mother.


May 3, 2015    JANE’S HEART TO HEART  …Pastor’s Help Mate

May 3, 2015    JANE’S HEART TO HEART  …Pastor’s Help Mate

The Name of Jesus means: Jehovah Saves

Isn’t that an exciting thought.   Think about it.  There is Power in the Name of the Lord Jesus. I  love that song:

Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above every name: Phil. 2:9..  Jesus not only came and died for our sin He also came to take away the penalty, Yes, He can even take away the love of sin and yes, one day even the presence of sin.

“There is Power in the Name of the Lord.”

Crowds have lined the narrow street
To see this man from Galilee
Just a carpenter some say, leading fools astray
Yet many kneel to give Him praise

And in His eyes, they glimpse the power
That sees the heart of all men
And He knows His Father’s mind
He speaks His Father’s words
For He comes in the name of the Lord

There is strength in the name of the Lord
There is power in the name of the Lord
There is hope in the name of the Lord
Blessed is He, who comes in the name of the Lord

When my plans have fallen through
And when my strength is nearly gone
When there’s nothing left to do but just depend on You
And the power of Your name

And as we call upon Your name
Your strength through weakness to show
We can know the masters plan extend the masters hand
When we come in the name of the Lord

There is strength in the name of the Lord
There is power in the name of the Lord
There is hope in the name of the Lord
Blessed is He, who comes in the name of the Lord

His name will be worshiped forever
Creator, Redeemer and King

There is strength in the name of the Lord
There is power in the name of the Lord
And there is hope in the name of the Lord
Blessed is He, who comes, blessed is He, who comes
Blessed is He, who comes in the name of the Lord
In the name of the Lord, in the name of the Lord




April 26, 2015   Jane’s Heart to Heart   …Pastor’s Help Mate

April 26, 2015 Jane’s Heart to Heart …Pastor’s Help Mate

Bible Test On “Worldliness”

Today I want to share with you a small segment out of

The Ready References for your Pocket Testament

Provided by the Pocket Testament League.

If you click on the banner on the side of this site and where it says, “Learn How to Give Living Water”  and go to The Pocket Testament League you may get one free to glue into the front of your Testament or Bible

It is called:

Bible Test On “Worldliness”

Is it “of the World”? John 15:19     

19 If ye were of the world, the world would love his own: but because ye are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therefore the world hateth you.

Does it glorify God? I Corinthians 10:31 

Whether therefore ye eat, or drink, or whatsoever ye do, do all to the glory of God.

Is God’s blessing on it? Proverbs 10:22

The blessing of the LORD, it maketh rich, and he addeth no sorrow with it.

Is it an offense to others? Romans 14:21

It is good neither to eat flesh, nor to drink wine, nor any thing whereby thy brother stumbleth, or is offended, or is made weak.

Does it appear evil? I Thessalonians 5:22

Abstain from all appearance of evil.

Is it a temptation? Hebrews 12:1

Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us.

Is it wholesome? II Corinthians 6:14

Be ye not unequally yoked together with unbelievers: for what fellowship hath righteousness with unrighteousness? and what communion hath light with darkness?

April 19, 2015    Jane’s Heart to Heart            … Pastor’s Help Mate

April 19, 2015    Jane’s Heart to Heart            … Pastor’s Help Mate

Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content.  Phil. 4:1

In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you. I Thes. 5:18

In the light of this that Scripture read this thoughtfully twice….

“It is always possible to be grateful for what is given,

rather than resentful over what is withheld.

One or the other will become a way of life.”

  Mary Kassian

I have a little poem I would like to read to you that will perhaps put this thought into a different perspective.

The Cookie Thief  (Source Unknown)

A woman was waiting at an airport one night.

With several long hours before her flight.

She hunted for a book in the airport shop,

Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.

She was engrossed in her book, but happened to see,

That the man beside her, as bold as could be,

Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag between

Which she tried to ignore, to avoid a scene.

She read, munched cookies, and watched the clock,

She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by,

Thinking, “If I wasn’t so nice, I’d blacken his eye!”

With each cookie she took, he took one, too.

When only one was left, she wondered what he’d do.

With a smile on his face and a nervous laugh,

He took the last cookie and broke it in half.

He offered her half, as he ate the other.

She snatched it from him and thought, “Oh brother,

This guy has some nerve, and he’s also rude,

Why, he didn’t even show any gratitude!”

She had never known when she had been so galled,

And sighed with relief when her flight was called.

She gathered her belongings and headed for the gate

Refusing to look back at the “thieving ingrate.”

She boarded the plane and sank in her seat,

Then sought her book, which was almost complete.

As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise.

There was her bag of cookies in front of her eyes!

“If mine are here,” she moaned with despair,”

Then the others were his and he tried to share!”

Too late to apologize, she realized with grief,

That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief!

“It is always possible to be grateful for what is given rather than resentful over what is withheld.    One or the other will become a way of life.”

YES,  we do need to be careful that a resentful attitude  does not become a way of life. Our grateful attitude can become contagious and the JOY of our Heart.

1 – Our Cozy Country Parsonage Breezeway….

Here I am sitting in my favorite swing ( a gift from my folks) in the breezeway, with the setting sun streaming into the west window with my feet up on the rocking  foot stool and writing this article about our cozy county parsonage.

My sweet thoughtful husband came into my office a few weeks ago  while Levi and Grace were visiting and we were still wishing it was spring and said, “O.K.,   you need to go out to the breezeway  see my surprise.”

I figured he did something silly or put our stuffed lamb out there, so I didn’t get in a hurry to go out.

Not much time passed when he came and with a disappointed tone to his voice reminded me of his “Surprise”.

So I reluctantly pulled myself up from my chair where I was teaching Grace how to crochet  and wandered out to the breezeway a little perturbed at being disturbed.

Well when I opened the door I was a bit ashamed of myself and I was truly delighted because I realized the significance of his disappointment.

There in the breezeway sitting in the only place it could possibly fit was my swing which I love.  On the other side of the room was my “bird cage” swing, a name he coined for my wicker swing that looks like a bird cage. I love to sit in it too,  but it hangs from  just one spring  which breaks periodically and so we removed it from the living room since I fixed it, with three pieces of close hanger and that was not too pretty.

Last summer I went out two times into  the yard under our nice shade trees to sit in my swing and was eaten alive by the mosquitos and bombed by bees.

Ken has about all he can do to drag that swing up and down the steps to please me and to keep it out of the weather in the winter and out doors for me in the spring.

What he  was trying to do was make a place for me to get out of my office and closer to the out doors with out getting any more skin cancer and not be eaten alive by bugs.

To do that he had to move my scooter, the generator, and the Adirondack chair out of the breezeway where they were being stored for the winter and into the garage and lawnmower shed.  To move that chair he had to clean out the whole shed.

I love it, today is the first day it has been warm enough for me to come out here and enjoy it.  Due to the beautiful sunset it is warmer now than it was earlier today. It is now 7:30 PM and I am so thankful for my dear man who goes to so much trouble to make me comfortable.

So if you are looking for me this summer you guessed it, I will be out here in the cozy country parsonage breezeway where I can see up Hadley Road from my swing in the breezeway and when the door is opened I can even see the traffic going by and the front of the church,  mirrored in the reflection of the door window.

This will truly be a blessing .

Psalm 103:2 Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits:


Chapter Three (Autobiography)  FIRST AND SECOND GRADE MEMORIES

Chapter Three (Autobiography) FIRST AND SECOND GRADE MEMORIES


My mother’s parents, (Grandpa) Frank Porter Burch, and (Grandma) Bertha Marie Burch lived on the corner of West Railroad Street and Telegraph St. In Dowagiac, MI. We lived next door on Telegraph Street in what used to be  Grrandpa’s old grocery store.

My father was a builder and he had a lot to do with making it into a comfortable little place for us to live on Telegraph St. near West Railroad Street.

I attended the Oak Street Elementary school while in the first and second grade.

I  recall many times  we would go someplace or just be out for a drive and Daddy would  point out places he had helped build.  One place that I especially remember was a home that was on the road from Dowagiac to Niles.  The house was round and had two stories and he told us that the rooms were pie shaped.  I alway wanted to see the inside and was so proud, each time we passed  it over the years, to think that my Daddy had helped build this unique home.

Our next home was a few blocks across the railroad tracks to Sherwood St. My mother did interior decorating for a contractor  and it was one of the homes he built. I only remember four events during the time we lived on Sherwood Street. 

Once was when I was very sick with bronchial asthma and I also had problems with constipation so I had a tall glass of prune juice, which I really liked, sitting on my dresser next to the bed.  When the doctor made a house call to check me out and wanted to take my temperature he dipped the thermometer into my prune juice and said, “ Here, Jane, your coke will make this taste better”.   

He was pretty alarmed when I told him that it was prune juice and then he said, with great surprise, “Prune juice! That much!” and looked at my mother waiting for an explanation. My mother explained that I loved prune juice and that it also had medicinal purposes for my chronic bowel problem.

The second thing was the time that some of the children in school had head lice of which I was unaware and needless to say, some of those little varmints lodged in my very curly long hair.  Before we realized what was wrong I thought I would absolutely go crazy with my head itching. I asked Mother to wash my hair which she did, but I still complained  even more and she  was quite disturbed when she realized that I had head lice.  She contacted the school in the morning and they said that I must have gotten them at school because there were several cases of them. Mother was upset about that because of my tangly long curls. We had quite a time getting rid of the lice and eggs. In those days we did not have the preparations that are available to us  these days. 

Mother used a black tarry like ‘gunk’ and it seemed like she washed my hair more times than I could count and each time using a really fine toothed comb to try to remove the eggs from my curly tresses.

Years later when I was teaching school and some of the students who had hamsters came in with head lice so bad that I saw them in the hair of one of the girls while listening to her oral reading.  At first I though she had mosquitoes in her hair and then I saw a lot of them.  That night I went home and gave myself a permanent, not that I needed curl, just thought that would kill them for sure.   For the next few weeks every time that I felt the least little tickle in my hair I was fearful that I might have head lice.  Thankfully that never transpired.

The third thing I remember was when I was doing my home work while learning to address an envelope. When it came time to put the stamp on I remember learning from my mother that the three on the stamp meant that it  cost three cents.  That was when I learned that it actually cost something to send a letter.

Finally, I remember when my mother was at work and daddy was home with us and we had just retired for the evening and my daddy came into our rooms and asked me, my sister, Sue and  my brother, Larry to get up and come to the bathroom.   Went we got there he asked each of us if we had flushed something down the toilet earlier that day. We each look innocently at one another of and then each of us pleaded complete innocence.   My daddy always spoke very softly and he told us that if someone did not tell the truth he would spank all of us.  Of course when each of us denied it continually he finally paddled us and sent us to bed. It wasn’t a very hard spanking that I recall.  Perhaps he felt he would get a confession and since none of us took the responsibility for the deed he had some doubts himself and felt he must do as he said he would.

Then what seemed to me the middle of the night he awakened us and  with tears on his face he apologized to each of us. When mother got home and he told her what had happened she informed him that she was the one who had plugged the stool earlier that day and then thought it was okay when she left for work.

Truthfully, the thing that I remember most about that incident was the fact that my father felt so badly about it and apologized to us. This caused me to have a great  respect for him and no hard feelings at all about the spanking. I loved my “Daddy”.

My parents both had jobs and were hard workers and provided well for us. I do not recall attending church anytime during those early years but I learned the importance of an apology when necessary and forgiveness when wronged.

Proverbs 25:11-13 (KJV)    “11 A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver.  12 As an earring of gold, and an ornament of fine gold, so is a wise reprover upon an obedient ear.”


MOTHER’S DAY JOYS  (started this on Thursday, May 7, 2009)

Today I finally ventured out to take a walk very casually since my toe nail removal and then two weeks later I walked into a chair and got a hairline fracture of one the small bones above my fourth toe.

I keep telling myself that I am going to start walking.  Not a hard fast walk, just a chance to get out and enjoy the beautiful our-of-doors.

Several  trees are in bloom now, There are forsythia blossoms on both sides of the entry to our little village and a few flowers are popping there heads out.  It was  a blessing to be able to breath in the fresh air.

There is a nice little playground over by the Riverside apartments, and I decided to take the sidewalk to that and walked out on the basketball court over to the edge of the woods.  The birds were singing joyfully and I could see the water standing in the woods (probably the source of  mosquitos who torture us when we try to sit out in the swing in the evening).

I returned home after about forty-five minutes and sat down to do some bookwork and our grand-daughter, Hillary, called and asked if she and sister Lois could bring some dresses to alter for a wedding for which they will be bridesmaids on the 16th of May.

They said they would pay me, but having them come with Hillary’s two little boys, Riley and Wyatt,  Lois and her friend Ben was pay enough for me.  As a matter of fact I should pay them for the enjoyment that I would receive.

Just before they arrived I received a call on our alert phone and one of the residents needed an ambulance, so a hurriedly contacted “911” and gave them directions, then hurriedly grabbed my let-in key and went to direct the squad to the correct apartment.   By the time I was finished and was on the way back to our apartment, Hillary drove into the parking lot.

After fitting the girls and marking the hem it was about time for lunch so I quickly made up some chicken salad and we had lunch together.

Our apartment is pretty small so I had offered Lois my old cedar chest, which her father is going to refinish for her. I had it standing on end in the corner in our bedroom.
I was happy when Ben took opportunity to flex his muscles as he picked it up and once he was outside raised it over his head and took it out to the van.

After they left I checked my email and followed a link to our son, Ken’s, site
and read a beautiful mother’s day greeting which he wrote to me in 2005 and posted again today.

Then this evening our son Nathan contacted me through chats for a video chat and I was able to see and chat with all of them. They also came for a visit Thursday and we had a sweet visit.

Today we also heard from each of the other children by email.

My children and grandies are bringing me more JOY than I could have ever imagined and as I have said many times when the children ask what I want or need for a special day I truthfully had to say and will repeat again at this Mother’s day season.  “My greatest JOY is for them to serve God and be in the very center of His will every day”.

They always interpreted that as “Be Good”.

I pray for all of them every day and though I would love to have them all closer geographically, I am thankful that they are close to God and faithful to HIM.  This is my JOY.

Some might interpret being in the center of HIS will, as being a preacher or a missionary or in full-time Christian ministry, but I mean being close to God everyday… There is no such thing as a “part time child of God”. It must be all or nothing.

Lord, Make me an Instrument  of love, peace, and joy and an example to all my children and grandchildren.

On Mother’s day I sang “To Be Like Jesus”, praying that I could encourage mother’s to live in such a way that their children would see Jesus in their daily lives and then the children too would have a desire to honor HIM in their own lives.

Genesis 1:27
So God created man in HIS own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them.

Dick and Melody Tuney








Oh,  yes, they all called me on Mother’s day too.

Every one at church greeted one another with a “happy Mother’s Day” . and I said…..” Oh I certainly am, it is a wonderful Mother’s day.”

April 12, 2015    Jane’s Heart to Heart     ….Pastor’s Help Mate

April 12, 2015    Jane’s Heart to Heart     ….Pastor’s Help Mate


Well some  of us think it is coming slowly…. We want it yesterday!

This is a time for planning for vacation.  I know we all look forward to getting away and for physical rest and often come home more tired out than when we left. Personally I always sing the little tune, as I come up the steps in the the kitchen “Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like home”.

Are your plans for refreshing your body, such as going to the beach,  a ball park…an entertainment park,  maybe a famous or Historical site, even (God forbid) a casino. Have you noticed their ploy to advertise this wicked place to our children.  Yes, I repeat, “God Forbid”. To give you the definition of the word ploy =  “a cunning plan or action designed to turn a situation to one’s advantage.”  You surely don’t think they are trying to “Help” families. NOT! These places are all about money.

Have you ever thought about the fact that you might need spiritual refreshing.

Yes, I know that some of you may be sitting here saying, come on Jane, are you from another planet and I have to answer, “Yes I am”,  I am planning on going to heaven some day.

Have you planned ahead where you will attend a good Bible preaching church on  the Sunday or Wednesday night of your vacation –  or how many gospel tracts you will need with you to give out to the various people with whom you come into contact.  (clerks, ticket holders, gas station attendants, motels and restaurant workers). Remember Mat. 5: 14 says “Ye are the Light of the world….” 

Maybe we need to look heavenward and quote Psalm 23:3…… Help me out, what is that verse.  We all surely should have that Scripture memorized… now….  Hardly ever do we attend a funeral without hearing that passage quoted or read to us.  Why is it that we have to wait for the death of a loved one  to be reminded  that the Lord “restores our soul”?  Say it with me…..1. The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want….2. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures, He leadeth me beside still waters.. 3. He restoreth my soul….He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness, for His name sake.”

How about your soul?  Do you ever take a vacation with the idea in mind that you will refresh your soul and allow Him to lead you in the paths of righteousness for His name sake? 

What about a Bible Conference,  or a Christian camp for families or just  spend more time with the Lord in prayer and Bible Study.  Perhaps our need for refreshment is truly a spiritual need more than a physical need. Are you hungering and thirsting after righteousness? Mat. 5:6  “Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled.”

Ask the Lord for  Biblical Spiritual discernment.

Let’s consider more time with the Lord and allowing Him to fill us with Himself during your vacation this year. 

 Allow the Holy Spirit to refresh you from the inside out so that when you finish your “vacation” you will be ready to return to your work with a new “JOY” in your heart and a greater desire to win your neighbor or coworker to Christ.

Let’s try  to include the Lord and allow HIm to refresh our souls during our vacations this year.

My Desire for a Beautiful Trellis of Clematis

My Desire for a Beautiful Trellis of Clematis


Ken and I often called on our Dear Friend  and member of the Jonesville Baptist Church, Blanche Dietz. She had such a precious testimony and often our church family provided meals for her in her shut-in years. She loved the Lord and had many video tapes of Adrian Rogers and Jack Van Impe.

Sometimes about 10 AM during school time Ken would run over to her house and whip her up some scrambled eggs.   She would devour them as if she had not eaten for a long time.  Many sweet memories of our dear sister in Christ.

She had a beautiful vine of Clematis which spread to the roof  on her front porch in Jonesville  at the Evergreen Estates  and I loved to see them in full bloom every year as we called on her so often.

Today in response to  a Group on FaceBook (I am participating) to  “Read the New Testament in a year” the leader of the group, Liza Miller asked us to comment on a favorite flower.  This triggered my memory about the above  picture which i took of the flower I had on the dining room table, of the one Clematis that I had purchased on the sale table at our WalMart store. Eventually  I planted it in the yard of the parsonage in Portersville OH while Ken was pastor there at the Zion Christian Union Church….. in 2007.  I wanted so much to see that vine grow but the Lord lead us back to Michigan and I keep thinking about trying again.

I told Ken today and he said, “Put it on the grocery list” so  this week I will try again. I also want to have a trellis with Clematis climbing to the top to enjoy in the summer.

I am excited about this venture.   Watch this site for progress and pictures.