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Acts 2:46-47 46 So continuing daily with one accord in the temple, and breaking bread from house to house they ate their food with gladness and simplicity of heart, 47praising God and having favor with all the people. And the Lord added to the church daily those who were being saved.

Several years ago there was a preacher who printed a religious  magazine called "The Examiner". This magazine was filled with doctrinal error concerning the church and it's organization but there was one of his quotes that rang out the truth even though the context in which he used it was filled with false teaching. That quotation was; "When you think church, think people!" Certainly this is a bible truth.  Over the past 47 years the church has been a most important part of our life and this is one of several pages devoted to the fond memories of our association with the church of Christ (People) in Groves Texas (35 years). Pineland Texas (10 years), and Nacogdoches Texas (2 years). I will also insert some of my favorite bible quotations from time to time. { Perhaps a little humor thrown in}!

Ephesians 2:19-20 19 So now you Gentiles are no longer strangers and foreigners. You are citizens along with all of God's holy people. You are members of God's family. 20 We are his house, built on the foundation of the apostles and the prophets. And the cornerstone is Christ Jesus himself.

God's Family Lanny Wolfe We're part of the family that's been born again, Part of the family whose love knows no end, For Jesus has saved us, and made us his own,  We're part of the family, that's on it's way home. Sometimes we laugh together, sometime we cry, Sometimes we share together, heart-aches and sighs, Sometimes we dream together of how it will be, When we all get to Heaven, God's family.

While living in Rayburn Country We attended church services in Pineland where we had many dear friends. Of all those that we came to know and love, none were closer to our hearts than Hubert and Bertie Mae Whitehead. In 1989 when we moved there Hubert was 81 and Bertie was 79. Over the next nine years we spent many enjoyable hours with them along with others doing all sorts of things but I think the most fun was when we would gather for the Super Bowl Games. The game always started about 45 minutes before our church services on Sunday evening so I would turn the tape recorder on to tape the game and none of us would watch or listen to the game while it was live. After services The Whiteheads, Jeters, Wilsons, and Heberts would go home with us and we would eat supper and play 42 until  our neighbor Alan Kimbrough called me that the game and Trophy presentation was over (This was all prearranged between us) then we would all gather around the TV and watch the game. It was usually about  2 am when the party broke up but Bertie was the last to be ready to call it a night if The Cowboys were playing. In 1998 Hubert was diagnosed with lung cancer and given 6 months to live. He lived 5 1/2 months and passed away just after he turned 91. Rose was sitting by Bertie bedside and I was holding Hubert's hand when he drew his last breath and it was like loosing one of our own Family. A few weeks later I wrote the following poem and signed it Jobe because that's all they ever called me.

"Remembering Hubert and Bertie Mae" by Jobe When we moved here ten years ago I thank God for the day, That we met Hubert Whitehead, And his wife Bertie Mae. They were the kind of people You could tell right from the start, Who's love would like a magnet Draw you to them from the heart. As I sit here with pen in hand Perhaps I can recall, Some good times shared together That mean so much to all. I remember Bertie telling Bill Say what you have to say, But get it said by twelve o'clock Cause The Cowboys play today! I remember Hubert's gardens The one's he shared with all, Peas, and beans, and turnip greens, Tomatoes six feet tall. Him bringing Rose huge cantaloupes and with a grin he'd say, I would have brought some big ones but they're for Bertie Mae. We have laughed and cried together We have worked and we have played, We've shared Sunday meals together We have sang and we have prayed. We've enjoyed ice-cream parties Played fourty-two at night, Watched Dallas win three Super-Bowls To Jobe and Bertie Mae's delight.. I suppose the fondest memory That I have of these two, Was their love for one another And the God that they served true. Now Hubert has been called away By our great God on high, To live with him forever In that mansion in the sky. So Bertie let me say to you Let every tear be dry, For we know if we are faithful We will live there by and by.