Today is Saturday, October 22, 2016

Jesus, Our Savior, was Born

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I was born at Tuckers Crossroads 87 years ago. I went to Bethlehem to church. I went to school eight years at the school there. My mind rolls back across the years to all the friends I had and to the Christmas season that surely stirred the soul of a child. I remember the stage on which we stood and sang Christmas songs. Sure “Jingle Bells” was great but “Joy to the World” had meaning even to a child. “Silent Night” played on the piano by Maggie Lou Whitefield was beautiful. The season took on great meaning and I would say to you that it continues in my heart unto this day.

As I sit here my heart says I believe in Santa Claus. You know Santa Claus is a spirit and he brings love, joy, hope, kindness to our world. Why should I not believe in such attributes when I think and walk out and look at the sky at night? I see the “Grand Ole Man” coursing across the sky. As he cracks his whip and the reindeer respond, I see him pouring out buckets of love. As love floats down on the world, I see it changing mankind. We are touched by the greatest emotion God ever gave to man. God gave us faith, hope and “love,” but the greatest of these is love.

Who are the friends of my younger years who are still near Tuckers Crossroads? Harold Ingram, four or five Poston boys, Grey Neal and his son as well as Kenneth Neal’s wife and family, Jim Goodall, the Winfree family are near all who are left. Do I love all of them? I want to you that I do, and I surely believe that they love me.

It makes me sad to see most of the Goodalls gone, the Dan Seay family is gone. Nancy lives in Augusta, Ga. The Bobos are almost all gone. Tom is still there. The Cookseys, Ships, Greers, Grandstaffs, Whitefields, Powells, Waters, Murphys, Blairs, Youngs, and I am sure there are others

There are memories with each name I have written. I love all of them and at this season of the year you yearn to put them all back in place and relive the beauty of yesterday. Yes, I listed only the white families, but I might have listed the black families for I surely loved those I was close to. God made us all and He asks me and you to reach out in love and caring.

This is the season! May it last forever!

I pray for our world, our nation, Lebanon and Tuckers Crossroads. Even when we don’t agree, we need to love and respect each other so that we may reconcile our differences. It is not for me that I want this change to come into being. It is for the whole of our citizens who have very different needs.

The Christmas tree shines as I write. The day is gray, but when I think most of my journey here has been lived, it gives me happiness to think there is tomorrow and I hope to go home to see the “King” some day. I want all of you and who believe in Jesus and God to go with me. Remember God is our judge, not you or me.

Merry Christmas to all!

Editor’s Note: Mr. W.H. Waters is a resident of Lebanon and a contributor to The Wilson Post’s Opinions page.

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