It almost felt like we got to enjoy two Sunday's this week, with the funeral yesterday and Sun. morning mtg. today. Clarence and Bob had dinner with us after mtg. Marilyn flew out early this morning for Illinois to visit her family. This afternoon I spent some time reading updates about Joel Bridger and Courtney Nelson. Our hearts do go out to them and their families who are keeping a vigil at their sides. It reminds me that I do not have anything to complain about and so very much to be thankful for.
One other happening here....we enjoyed Kieth Braaten's overnight stay with us Thurs. night....just a day after his 50th birthday! He was undecided (because of the weather) if he would head to Harlem for some hay or go home on Friday....so when we awoke to snow on Fri. a.m. he knew he didn't want to head north for hay, but that worked out well for us, as he and Roger loaded up a load of our hay which he then hauled to Judith Gap....and then he got to go home, I think!?


I hope that you can see the pictures and words on the funeral flyer. Isn't that quite the spotted pony? And yes, that cowgirl is Alice riding it. I don't know how long ago it was taken. I do know Alice has been gone since 2001 so it was before that. We heard they were married in 1933...so by doing the math, they would have had 68 years of marriage. They professed in Nellie Williams and Fern Loebs meetings around the time they were married and spent the rest of their years faithfully serving God. They were ranchers for many years and were just plain, simple, good and kindly people.
A few thoughts shared at the funeral:
He had silver in his hair and gold in his heart.
He had big hands and a big heart...he was a calm and steadfast man.
Those big hands were working hand...he loved to fix and make things
He loved God's way, calling it "simply wonderful because it is a wonderfully simple way"
He looked forward to the end and did not fear it. "some look to the past and glorify it,
Some look at the present and complain about it and have no hope for the future, but
Charles looked forward to end of life and his hope for eternal life.
Charles was a "fellow laborer" He cared about the workers at home and abroad...and wrote to
them. One of his last hand written, but never mailed letters to a worker was shared with us.
Charles had a good testimony. Like Abraham, he was a friend to God and a Prince among us.



