I received a phone call earlier with the news that Mr. Jack Bounden had passed away. Mr. Jack as I called him was a resident at Golden Years. Nursing Home. And I've said this before, but it's worth repeating. When one has been in the company of people for many years, one starts to feel like family. And that's kind of how Willard and I both feel about Mr. Jack. We will sorely miss him when we go back to Golden Years to give the Sunday school lesson and to sing. Mr. Jack would often ask me to sing," Why Me Lord". And every time I would get to the park where it goes" Lord help me Jesus, I've wasted it so, help me Jesus I know what I am. And now that I know that I've needed You so, help me Jesus my souls in your hand". Mr. Jack would start squalling, Tears would run from his eyes, and he would have the look at anguish on his face. Well one day I decided to ask him what was it about the song that touched him. He told me that in his life, there were so many wasted years before he was saved. So many opportunities that he had missed. And I really did understand exactly what he was talking about. I have so many years that I also wasted doing things my way. And just maybe if I had of had Jesus in my life in my early years maybe just maybe I may have finished school and have really done something really special with my life. You see I have an eighth grade education, and I guess some of you may have noticed that in my blog and other writings I most likely put punctuations wrong and in the wrong place. And if I didn’t have my little friend the Dragon to spell correctly for me as I speak, poor Willard has to come up with the proper spelling for words for me, I’d be in a bit of trouble. When I was raising my children every once in a while they'd complain about something, and I would say to them,” well isn't that just T.U.F.F.’’? spelling the word very clear and slowly. I said and spelled the word the way I had always heard it from my grandmother. Isn't that T.U.F.F? Lol. I had no idea that tough was spelled tough. In fact if it were not for my ignorance, my son Michael would not have had the argument with the teacher about his spelling test where he misspelled the word. It seems that he believed me more than the teacher. In fact he told the teacher she was wrong that his mommie knew how to spell it right. Lol embarrassment!


But anyway back to Mr. Jack. He will be sorely missed, he was like family to Willard and me. And you know, Mr. Jack had it right. Anything we do before we have Jesus in our lives are just wasted years. It's years that we look back on with regret that they were wasted and empty of anything that really mattered. Wasted years that we can never get back.

Please say a prayer with Willard and me for Mr. Jack's family. That God may bring them comfort in their time of sorrow.

Ps 23:4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

The Lord is indeed Jack’s comfort. And I just give thanks that Mr. Jack did know the Lord. I can say with confidence that Jack really loved the Lord with all his heart.

Until next time, Willard and I both wish you health and happiness, may God bless and God save.