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Post by Deleted on May 14, 2018 20:23:13 GMT -5
Life is too short, do the things that you want, do the things that make you happy.
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Post by snow on May 15, 2018 11:57:09 GMT -5
Life is too short, do the things that you want, do the things that make you happy. I agree. I would also like to add, be yourself and don't worry so much about what others think you should be doing, or be like.
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Post by magpie on May 17, 2018 18:52:05 GMT -5
At a little Methodist Church about 1950,it was prayer time. Mum SHHHHH Mum SHHHHH Mum,Mrs Bush must have green chooks (hens) SHHHHHHHHH Coz shees got green feathers in her hat.
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2018 22:23:32 GMT -5
Reminds me Magpie of my friend who had two little boys. She went to church & her husband chose not to. The offering plate was passed round and little Max whispered to his mum.” One day Mum when we are rich will Daddy be able to come to church too?”.... From mouths of babes.
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Post by fixit on May 23, 2018 23:49:30 GMT -5
Reminds me Magpie of my friend who had two little boys. She went to church & her husband chose not to. The offering plate was passed round and little Max whispered to his mum.” One day Mum when we are rich will Daddy be able to come to church too?”.... From mouths of babes. I know one man who used to ask his two little boys "did you get some money from the plate today?"
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Post by Deleted on May 29, 2018 3:11:06 GMT -5
youtu.be/OOKaircCiGIFor you Magpie, thinking of you as that 80 event is not far away. I am 12 months behind you, find it a bit daunting. Would love to be there to have a drink with you for old times sake. Cheers.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2018 2:07:20 GMT -5
Redback, Is that the hymn ‘it is well with my soul?’ If so, the story behind it about the man losing his children on a ship from USA to England was so sad. Lovely hymn, from memory the same tune is used in hymns old and new ‘there is peace in the fold’. The hymns never really leave you, if you’ve played them heaps on the piano,( sure did that!) in your time.
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Post by magpie on Jun 3, 2018 18:35:20 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2018 19:01:38 GMT -5
Yes Magpie wonderful memories of those Children's meetings. Remember the big tent, and the smell of the freshly cut grass. The young ones sitting on the grass up front, and the older ones in the seats at the back. Yes there should have been more of that, so different to sitting on those hard wooden seats in the Meeting Shed for 2 hours that made you bum sore.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2018 19:15:11 GMT -5
Yes Magpie wonderful memories of those Children's meetings. Remember the big tent, and the smell of the freshly cut grass. The young ones sitting on the grass up front, and the older ones in the seats at the back. Yes there should have been more of that, so different to sitting on those hard wooden seats in the Meeting Shed for 2 hours that made you bum sore. Are you saying that somewhere in the world there has been little gatherings for children at convention? I felt strongly about this years ago as I didn’t feel little kids having to sit in 3 meetings a day & sermons not at their age level was appropriate.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2018 19:41:32 GMT -5
Yes Olea that is correct, back in the 40's and 50's there used to be Children's meetings at Dandenong. The Children's meetings were held in a big tent at 9am, then of course the main morning Meeting started at 10am. 2 or 3 Sister Workers would conduct the Children's meeting, tell a Bible story. One of them would play a portable organ, so as we could sing a hymn. The first day we would sing "The Prayer of a Boy". and on the second it would be "The Prayer of a Girl". Those children prayer hymns were in a leaflet we used to have. Would love to get a copy of them, my Brother may still have the leaflet, must ask him. Cherie may also have them.
Feel sure it was all an initiative of Bill Carrolls. Of course after his death and the big row, the Children's meetings and the leaflets were done away with. Tragic, because we loved them, memories that we will never forget.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2018 20:47:38 GMT -5
Yes Olea that is correct, back in the 40's and 50's there used to be Children's meetings at Dandenong. The Children's meetings were held in a big tent at 9am, then of course the main morning Meeting started at 10am. 2 or 3 Sister Workers would conduct the Children's meeting, tell a Bible story. One of them would play a portable organ, so as we could sing a hymn. The first day we would sing "The Prayer of a Boy". and on the second it would be "The Prayer of a Girl". Those children prayer hymns were in a leaflet we used to have. Would love to get a copy of them, my Brother may still have the leaflet, must ask him. Cherie may also have them. Feel sure it was all an initiative of Bill Carrolls. Of course after his death and the big row, the Children's meetings and the leaflets were done away with. Tragic, because we loved them, memories that we will never forget. If so, nice to know Bill Carroll did something commendable ( opinion based on what I have read). They had a young child, which may of supported his reasoning.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2018 21:06:49 GMT -5
Yes Bill was a family man. Does make a big difference, they relate much better to laity.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2018 23:08:21 GMT -5
I remember the music for "The Boys Prayer" was " The Day Thou Gavest Lord is Ended". Great hymn, nice tune.
Don't remember the music for "The Girl's Prayer" was not as easy to learn.
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Post by magpie on Jun 4, 2018 19:58:18 GMT -5
ALL IS WELL!!! What a great rendition. The also had kids meetings in South Australia,when Bill Carroll pulled the plug on them so did John Bartz in SA. On of the sister preachers asked "Why do men like darkness rather than light?? ". "Yes Maureen" . "Coz they like to kiss and cuddle".That was over 70 years ago. PS Redback,keep 17/07/2019. in mind. The grandaughters think we are going to have one of "those" 80's nights.Hope it goes better than my 70th,when they were asking is "HE" going to give a speech,that is when the 70plus enjoying the spit and beverages found out that our Boys had rushed me to Hospital where the only red I got was in my arm. After 2x days a pill cam found a small intestine tumor. Boy arn't I glad that they have advanced from a Kodak Brownie 6/20.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2018 21:53:34 GMT -5
Magpie I am with you, I am so glad the Kodak Box Brownie, was superseded. I am eternally grateful every time I have a colonoscopy. Will keep 17/07/2019 in mind, that is if my mind lasts that long.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 5, 2018 15:26:08 GMT -5
Love this one Magpie. Remember it was the tune for "The Prayer of a Boy" at those Children's Meetings, more than 70 years ago. Great memories. youtu.be/T810WAEI48c
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2018 1:59:57 GMT -5
An Obituary printed in the London Times.....Absolutely Dead Brilliant!!
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years.
No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
- Why the early bird gets the worm;
- Life isn't always fair;
- And maybe it was my fault.
Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies
(adults, not children, in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.
Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.
Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.
It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.
Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.
Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death,
- by his parents, Truth and Trust,
- by his wife, Discretion,
- by his daughter, Responsibility,
- and by his son, Reason.
He is survived by his 5 stepbrothers;
- I Know My Rights
- I Want It Now
- Someone Else Is To Blame
- I'm A Victim
- Pay me for Doing Nothing
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.
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Post by snow on Jun 29, 2018 11:20:03 GMT -5
Helping others is just a form of socialism. I think that common sense was survived by that step brother also.
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Post by fixit on Jun 29, 2018 17:59:42 GMT -5
Helping others is just a form of socialism. I think that common sense was survived by that step brother also. My opinion FWIW: Where socialism means squashing the free market (e.g. the "glorious revolution" in Venezuela) it's stupid and leads down a slippery slope to untold misery. Ask the Greeks how hard it is to climb back up the slippery slope to a sustainable economy. Where socialism means taxing the free market to a reasonable extent to help the needy then it works very well.
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Post by slowtosee on Jun 29, 2018 22:16:13 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2018 22:54:05 GMT -5
Slowtosee, thanks for that, I loved it. Sorry I jumped the gun a bit with that post re Magpie. I thought he was 12 months ahead, but we were born the same year. So we are both about to enter our 80th year, and the big bash will be 12 months from now. We went to school together, professed the same night etc. We are still good mates, it may have to be a joint bash. Our birthdays are only 11 days apart, he is older, so I respect my elders, his call.
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Post by slowtosee on Jun 29, 2018 23:52:58 GMT -5
Slowtosee, thanks for that, I loved it. Sorry I jumped the gun a bit with that post re Magpie. I thought he was 12 months ahead, but we were born the same year. So we are both about to enter our 80th year, and the big bash will be 12 months from now. We went to school together, professed the same night etc. We are still good mates, it may have to be a joint bash. Our birthdays are only 11 days apart, he is older, so I respect my elders, his call. Nothing like old friends, who have shared some living together, to get together for a birthday party or whatever. Too often , it seems , we meet at funerals and such. I would be interested to hear some more details on how you got to both profess the same night and what part of the world etc. Were you raised on a farm? I am only 64 years old , but, sadly have been to too many "old " friends funerals. It was about a month ago, at a funeral of a man my age , some interesting events. He went to convention as a young lad, and my wife shared some memories of him. The convention used tents in those days with wood shavings on the floor , and Jack had just buttered his slice of bread and accidentally dropped it on the floor , and when he picked it up he looked at it and said in his slight stutter voice " wwwwhhhhhy ddddooeess tttthe bread aaaalways llllland bbbbutter side ddddddown" as he wiped off the wood shavings. Another time , my wifes cousin was taunting him relentlessly between meeetings , and Jack tried ignoring him , but finally in exasperation, he just grabbed him and hung him up on a fencepost by his coat collar, where he screamed blue murder. The pastor at the funeral, spoke on Jack life, and how it was so much like , the bread landing butter side down, as he did not live his life on easy street. He was probably one of the toughest guys with his fists, I ever had the pleasure of knowing , as a good friend. Actually, was a bit of a legend around these parts, and participated in many a scrap, but he was NOT a bully at all, he would protect the weaker one, but if you were looking for trouble, he was willing and able to accomoddate you. It wasnt' that many years ago, a few young guys at Hudson Bay hotel, were bugging him as he sitting at the table, and would n't let up , and finally , he had enough and I think it was 3 of them he dropped. The next morning, at breakfast, another friend , overheard the locals there talking " who was that gray haired old man who .........." lol Sad to see the grief of his old precious professing mother , losing her son. I think you could relate to that, if I recall. I enjoy listening to "oldtimers' life experiences. We lost a dear couple , who were like second parents to us in Wellton, Arizona last winter. He was raised kinda mean and lean, but turned out one of the best men I ever knew. He packed a lot of living in his 90 years , orbiting this planet, and we had some great times together. He was lots older than me , but we hit it off. He was a farmer, flew airplanes, loved travel, etc. etc. so we had lots in common. Had the privelege of taking him on his last "trip" around the state of Arizona, as he took us to all the places he had worked and farmed and camped etc. etc. Story after story, as we travelled and what happened here and there , his name on a memorial for war vets, . One night , in a hotel, on this last pilgrimage, he was blue, couldn't hardly breathe, "Ernie, we gotta get home, we can't do this " to which he replied, "I'm all right, it's the altitude, I REALLY want to do this" and so it went. Thanks for letting me ramble. Alvin Correction for sake of accuracy - it was not Hudson Bay hotel, it was further west .
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2018 2:38:28 GMT -5
Great story Slowtosee, I am not a good storyteller, don't think I could top that. Can relate to the funeral situation, think I mentioned about an experience I had recently. Went to a funeral of a dear friend, he was 91. Waiting for the service to start, two guys my vintage sat down in front of us. They shook hands, one said to the other "This is starting to be a bad habit". So can relate to the funeral thing. The other advice for our vintage is "Don't stand too close to the hole".
To answer your questions. Some 67 years ago Magpie, another girl, and myself were dragged along to a mission by our Parents. We all professed together on the night the meeting was tested. That girl became my Brother's Wife and I married her younger Sister. That girl is still professing, does not enjoy good health. My Wife talks to her often, as Sisters do. It took place in a small country town in Victoria, Australia. My Wife and I only lasted as 2x2's for 14 years, then ventured out, no regrets.
Was raised on a dairy farm, loved it. Cows are great creatures, very easy to fall in love with them. Left the farm when I was 14, became a townie. Started with the Post Office, my work for 40 years. Started in Postal for 10 years, then Technical for 20 years, back to Postal for the last 10 years when I retired. Had a great time, got caught up in the culture with my workmates, and drank too much. Sorry for that, was not fair to my Wife and family. In Technical I became involved in Science, involved in R&D of telephony. Hence my leaning towards Science much more interesting. Post Office threw me out when I was 55, said I was too old and cranky. Semi retired since, just spent time helping my family.
My spiritual journey has been very exciting. I am a free spirit, look at everything, commit to nothing. I don't think any beliefs should take over your mind, and isolate you from other people. Do not agree with the right, wrong, true way, etc, concepts. Look at all things, come to your own conclusion, don't make judgements on things you know nothing about. Enjoy everything that our great creator has provided for us. That is not to say that it is carte blanche. We need to choose wisely, there are many things we need to avoid. But choose for yourself, don't allow other people to tell you how to live. It is your right to choose, and they should respect that.
The 2x2's are changing, they do not live the austere life style we had to endure. My hope is that they become more liberal in their thinking. I feel it is happening on TMB and that is a good thing.
Enough rave on, that is about it, a bit of a mess.
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