Good afternoon, Y'all! I pray you are having a wonderful Thursday afternoon! It has been raining here and supposed to have more rain tonight. We had some bad strong storms last night, but fortunately, there was no damage. I just hope and pray everyone stays safe and sound if you do have storms.
I wanted to share a story and a couple of projects. It seems like I am getting more and more behind in posting my projects. I'm trying though. ggg
Papaw and His Tobacco
Papaw always chewed tobacco, smoked a pipe or rolled his own little cigar/cigarette type thingies. He would take a piece of newspaper and tear off a perfect square, about 4inch by 4 inch. He went through the same ritual every time for making his cigarettes.
He grew his own tobacco. Like most farmers, he sold the majority of his crop to get by till the next season. But he always kept back for himself, some of the best leaves of tobacco. With some of those big beautiful brown leaves he would make two or three or more big twists. I know some of you have seen those and know what I am speaking of. He really could make a fine twist. I remember watching him make a twist and just be fascinated that he could do that. I still really don't know how he done it. He always told me it was magic. To me, it really was.
He would save a few leaves for drying till there was NO moisture in them at all and then he would start pulverizing it with his thumb in an old cigar box he had. That was the tobacco he used to put in his pipe or to roll cigar or cigarette. If he made a cigar, he would use a brown paper bag and cut out about a 4inch by 5 inch piece. It was just fascinating to watch him do that.
Now, if he was just gonna enjoy what he called a “chaw” of tobacco, then he would reach way down in his pocket and pull out his knife and then open his tobacco drawer on the desk that he sat by every night. It had had tobacco in it for so many years that I don't think a stink bug could have had a chance of survival in that drawer. But he would pull out one of those big beautiful twists and ever so gently, cut off a “plug” about the size of the end of his thumb.
I was sitting at his feet one day when I was six or seven years old, maybe younger, and had never tasted any of that stuff. I said, “Papaw, what does that stuff taste like?” He said, “candy.” Mamaw was sitting in her old fashioned wooden rocking chair. The back of it had some scroll work in it. You could tell by looking at it that it was very old, but well cared for. She was rocking and looked up, and said, “Jerry, cut that out!” I asked papaw what she meant. He said, “She's afraid you'll want some of my candy.” I asked him,“Can I, can I have a piece of your candy?” Mamaw said, “So help me Jerry, I'll take a broom to you! I've done it before, and you know I'll do it again, if I have too!” He laughed really big all the while cutting me a little “chaw”. Before she could stop me, I popped that plug of tobacco in my mouth and started chewing and swallowing because I didn't want her to stick her finger in my mouth and get it.
Papaw was sitting there watching me real closely. His eyes started to get big and then he started laughing and I think that was about the time I started turning green. I got so sick, boy did I ever get sick. Mamaw ranted and raved. Papaw said, “Now Etta, you know she'll never ask for another “chaw” as long as she lives.” Mamaw said, “Well, you can deal with her mother!” Papaw said, “her momma likes me, there won't be anything to deal with.”
Well, yes, my momma did like papaw. No question about that. But...she did not like the fact that he made me sick, brought me home, and then she had to deal with all the vomiting!!
The next time I was up there papaw asked me if I wanted some more candy. I got up went outside on the porch and got the broom carried it inside, handed it to mamaw, and said, “here, you do it, you can hit harder than I can!” They both laughed and laughed and finally I did too. Not knowing why I was laughing, I just knew I did not want any more of his old “Candy”!!!!!( written by pjg,2013)
Hahahaha!!! Just another "fun little piece"...
I said earlier I was way behind in posting a lot of projects, but I do have two cards to share with y'all today. One is a "thank you" card and the other one is a"thinking of you" card. I enjoyed making these two cards a lot. I hope you enjoy looking at them.
Here is the completed card. I cut the image with a Spellbinders die. I used a Cuttlebug folder to emboss the background layer. I used a fuchsia ink pad to highlight the edges of the cut image and then floated it over the top of the background layer to highlight the embossed image. Then I popped some little pre-made embellishments on each corner for the bling effect..
I hope you enjoy what you have seen here this afternoon. If so, tell a friend.
As I leave you this afternoon, I want to ask you a question, "Are you a missionary?" The first thing that might pop into your mind is "No, I'm not a missionary." We sometimes think of the global arena when we think of missionaries. Or we may even focus on a continent. We may even think of a country. But if you are a follower of Christ, you ARE a missionary right where you are. Don't let that scare you at all. But, when we are out and about, doing what we do on our usual days, we can be certain that we are on the mission field. Look around, and look deeper than the smiles on the faces. Ask God to allow you to see what He sees. When we look at the world around us, through the filter of what breaks God's heart, we can see a whole heap of hurt around us at all times. The best thing that you can do is to just start praying for God to use you when ever He see's fit. 2 Timothy 4:2 says:"Proclaim the message; persist in it whether convenient or not; rebuke, correct, and encourage with great patience and teaching."
Proclaiming the message is as simple as saying, "God loves you!" Keep saying it. How inconvenient was it for Jesus Christ to face the Cross for my sin and yours. Think about it. I'm sure that was one thing that He would rather not have done. After all, He was fully human. So, it was with great pain and agony that He faced the cross. But He did it for me. He did it for you. He did if for ALL humanity. Tell someone you know what Jesus Christ has done for you. When you do that, you are proclaiming the "Message"! Thank God that we can be in a right relationship with Him, all because of the obedience of Jesus Christ!
Have a blessed rest of the day and tell someone Jesus loves them.
Hey, Sweetpea loves Ladybug!
God loves y'all and so do I. Many hugs and much love, Patty