by Hilda Maston
When the summer day had exhausted all
kinds of play, my young daughter and her friends would
ask me to take them on a penny journey. This
endeavor was patterned after the Girl Scout game "the
penny hike," but because we lived in the suburbs where
sidewalks at their best were uncertain and at the worst
non-existent... we took the car.
First we obtained a shiny new penny.
This was entrusted to the girl riding "shotgun."
We started down the road. When we came to an
intersection, the girl whose turn it was would flip the
penny and tell me which way to turn. Heads was
"left," and tails was "right." I, as driver,
followed her directions.
As we drove along, the girls would
find things to point out -- a cow, a horse, a pretty
tree, a tractor -- all were part of the game.
We made many turns according to what
the penny said, but after awhile I realized that the
landscape wasn't as familiar as it should have been.
Time to regroup and figure this thing out. I
pulled over to the side of the road and got out the map.
The girls were full of suggestions and
accusations. "Molly told you to turn 'left' when
she should have said 'right.'" "Susie pointed the
wrong way when she read the penny." "Are we lost?
Will we ever get back home again?" "We know that
Pam can't tell her 'left' from her 'right' most of the
time."
Now comes the moral of the story.
(This is a church newsletter, so there has to be a
moral.)
Never let someone tell you what
direction you should take unless you are sure that
person knows his 'left' from his 'right'!
It's Over at Last!
Aren't you glad that the election is
over? Maybe it turned out okay for you or maybe it
didn't, but it's wonderful to have the newspapers
printing ads for nothing more important than clothes and
car sales. We listened to one candidate after the
other, weighing their positions, trying to determine who
is telling the truth. There was a sea of material
to evaluate if you wanted to be a good citizen and
informed voter. I'm glad it's all over until the
next time. Now with all the election signs down,
we can once more enjoy the fall scenery.
Rummage Sale
The church has had another successful
rummage sale. I wonder if we realize how much work
it is to collect, set up, mark, and display all the
stuff.... Then, there is the selling, and then the
cleaning up to get the room ready for use on Sunday.
The sale made $900 for the church.
This time the Youth Group helped with the rummage sale,
and part of the proceeds will help replenish the Youth
Mission Trip Fund.
So, the rummage sale helped the Youth,
brought people together, and provided an opportunity for
some folks to buy the things they needed at a great
price -- a winning combination!
Comment
A wise man once said, "When a door
closes, God opens a window." That's a lovely
thought, except when we are too old to climb through a
window.
Hilda's
Homily
