Hello World….. Exploring Spiritual Depth Precepts #2

 I picked up her bible and handed it back to her and said, “You need to study a  little more and get more comfortable with heathens than you are now so that we can’t shake you up like that. It won’t be so bad the next time you try if you know more about what you are trying to say.”  She left crying and I never forgot how sad she looked as she left…

I wondered why I had just sat there and said little to nothing. I wondered if she felt defeated in her quest to lead people where she wasn’t sure she was; and I wondered if this was the last of that…. My brother really gave it to dad for letting her in the house after she left and he asked me a direct question. “What did you mean about that remark about heathens?  You think I’m a heathen?”  I looked him directly in the eye and said, “Yes I do heathen—- Heathen’s are unbelievers and you are one and so is Dad and so am I. So don’t go getting up on your high horse and start on me, cause I know what I am talking about even though she wasn’t real sure about what she was talking about.”

“How do you know she didn’t know what she was talking about?” he queried.  I stamped my foot and turned toward him with a mean look, “She wasn’t sure how to talk to us about what she believed. I not even sure she knows what she believes. You know some people think they know but when it comes down to brass tacks they don’t have a clue.”  ‘And you do?’ my brother continued. ” I wanted to smack him up side the head! “I don’t have a clue what she believes but I know that church don’t get you saved no more that dunking in a lake gets you saved. And the reason I know that is, Granny said ‘salvation is a mystery and it only revealed by somebody name Holy Ghost.’   My brother continued, “and just what is a holy ghost, is that something like the ghost we see on tv in the movies?’ “No dummy, I don’t know what that is or even what granny was talking about, but I heard her tell Aunt M that nobody gets saved by going to the building every week or going to the lake to get dunked. You know granny knows what she is talking about. Have you ever heard her cuss or seen her drink like the rest the people we know?  No! you ain’t and won’t cause she told me – When you get the Holy Ghost, you change and you ain’t the same no more.” “SO, smarty pants, why did you call me a heathen?” Because you are! dummy!” and I left the room because I didn’t want to argue with him any longer. He was making me madder and madder and if I didn’t leave – he might wind up with a pinch to his nose.

Mom and I had sat on the porch on Sunday afternoons listening to the singing coming from the Church building next door and those people could sing. The music was wonderful and the people shouted and sang to high heaven. It lasted late into the night sometimes and Mama never got tired of listening to the music. She never went to the church but would sit for hours listening to the music coming across the street and the shouting during the service. She always made me go to bed around 9 p.m. because  of school the next morning. Mom would look teary eyed at the church sometime and say, ‘Sometimes I miss going, but your daddy……”  and I knew the reason we didn’t go to church was my daddy was a first class heathen that cussed, drank, smoked and did all kinds of stuff that mama said was going to send him to hell if he didn’t change his ways.  I was nineteen when I got my first taste of someone witnessing about something they did not even understand themselves.

Continued tomorrow…………

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