Photo provided by Pennie Beth Saum
Steve, being a pastor opened many
opportunities for me to practice faith,
and love. Many times my faith
in the Lord or my love for the Lord
didn't manifest itself as it should.
When we moved to the tiny town of
Ira Tx, this gave me great opportunity
to love deeply. On one occasion,
we had an elderly gentleman in our
church who I loved dearly.
Jimmy Lane was a very quite man
but I just adored him and his wife.
Jimmy had some sort of issue that
seemed related to Parkinson disease.
One day he was at the church doing
something and we were talking. He
said, "Man I bought some chickens
and I've got to get them cut up and
put into the freezer."
So, I am a country girl, but it had
been awhile since I was in the
country and forgetting how some
country folks do it. I asked him,
"How many chickens do you have
to cut up and put into the freezer?"
He said, "twelve of them."
I am standing there looking as this
man that his hands shook so much
that he barely could hold a cup and
drink out of it. Instantly I asked,
"So when are you going to cut the
chickens up?" He said, "tomorrow
morning." Instantly I said, "You
tell me what time to be there and I
am going to come over and help
you cut those chickens up."
The time was set and I went home
and pulled out my country girl
coveralls. Now my country girl
coveralls are not those working kind
of coveralls because I like lace,
buttons, and bling bling added to
the pockets and front pouch.
I convinced my husband to go
with me and he agreed he would
come along and assist.
Arriving, Jimmy greeted us and we
talked a spell and then he leads us
out into the backyard. He starts toward
the barn and I ask, "Jimmy,
do you have the chickens in a
refrigerator out in the barn?
To my surprise his answer was, "no!"
Oh my, we kept walking around the
corner only to lay eyes on twelve
live chickens walking around in
the chicken coop.
My heart sank! My stomach turned
summer salts and my lips had to start
praying really fast. I wanted to stop and
say, "Jimmy, this is not what I meant
when I said I would come help you
cut up chickens."
I thought Jimmy had gone
shopping and got a sale on twelve
good chickens and we were going to
cut them and freeze them.
No, not so! What Jimmy took me to
say was, "I am one tough country girl
and I can handle wringing those
chickens necks. running my finger
under their warm skin and pulling
their skin completely off of them."
No, that was not what this girl had said
at all. Suddenly I wanted to run but my
eyes looked at his hands and how they
shook.
I suddenly found myself praying for
strength to somehow endure this
process.
I did! I can officially say that I rang
the necks of at least four chickens
that day, ran my finger under their
skin and pulled it off. Still to this day
I have no idea how I endured it.
As we were leaving, Jimmy said,
"Well now that you and Steve helped
me, I am going to send five or six of
these chickens home with you."
OH NO! What am I going to do!
We graciously took the chickens.
I froze them and every time I
would enter the freezer and see
them I would get sick at my
stomach thinking about cooking
them.
I think I finally had to let
Steve grill them or something and
let everyone else eat them, but
I couldn't join in on the process.
This is the kind of love we should
have for people but I must say,
"It's not the kind of love I have often."
As the years passed I found myself
getting hardened to having this kind
of love because it doesn't make me
feel good, sometimes I get hurt,
sometimes it makes me sick, but
this is the kind of love we need to
show for others and through
much prayer I am learning to
be more compassionate again.
Put on therefore, as the elect of God,
holy and beloved, bowels of mercies,
kindness, humbleness of mind,
meekness, longsuffering; Forbearing
one another, and forgiving one another,
if any man have a quarrel against any:
even as Christ forgave you, so also do ye.
And above all these things put on charity,
which is the bond of perfectness. And let
the peace of God rule in your hearts, to
the which also ye are called in one body;
and be ye thankful. Let the word of Christ
dwell in you richly in all wisdom; teaching
and admonishing one another in psalms and
hymns and spiritual songs, singing with
grace in your hearts to the Lord. And
whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in
the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks
to God and the Father by him.
Colossians 3:12-17
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