Jimmy Carter, in his memoir An Hour Before Daylight, recounted the number of tramps that frequented their home in depression-era Georgia. He admired his mother who never turned one away, always providing food and water for the unexpected guests. Equally admirable, in the eyes of the future president, was that most of these men were polite, honest, and educated, sincerely on a quest to find gainful employment. Confused by the unusual number of visitors she received, Mrs. Lillian Carter inquired with the matron of the neighboring farm as to the number who frequented her residence.
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For June 17, 2018:
Things Unseen by Mary Austin -- We have a daily calling to see beneath the surface of people’s happy Instagram pictures and peppy Facebook posts to the truth underneath. Like Paul and Samuel, we need learn to see people as God sees them.
I remember watching a television documentary on BBC 2, on St Paul's Cathedral. The final programme was a look at the choir school, with boys from as young as seven or eight years old until about twelve or thirteen. They had to work immensely hard, with the older boys regularly working something like a 13-hour day before they had any real free time. But they seemed quite happy with their punishing schedule, because for all of them their life and soul was in the choir and the music.
Several years ago, it was the week before Father's Day and the children and I were looking for a gift for their dad. As we strolled through the men's section of a department store our eyes spotted the perfect gift at the same moment. It was a bright, splashy Hawaiian style shirt with matching shorts. We giggled as we purchased it because Dan is a pretty conservative dresser. As I was handing the money to the woman at the cash register, I asked our oldest daughter, "But, do you think he will actually wear it?" She shrugged her shoulders and said, "It's anybody's guess."