"Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much. Elijah was a man subject to like passions as we are, and he prayed earnestly that it might not rain: and it rained not on the earth by the space of three years and six months. And he prayed again, and the heaven gave rain, and the earth brought forth her fruit."  -- James 5:16, 17, 18

Last week I left out part of my scripture verse, a very important part, "and pray one for another," so I put the corrected one in this week. It is a very vital thing that we pray for each other. I am sorry for the oversight.

This day started out nice and sunny, not really humid, but now it is cloudy and quite humid. The air feels actually kind of heavy. There are thunder storms in the forecast. Just so they remain mild. But, whatever, God is in control, and aren't we glad?

The steam threshing days at the new Amish Heritage Center are now behind us. Next in our area is the "Our Town" thing, which will also be history by the time this epistle gets printed.

We went to the steam threshing thing on Friday with our dear friends, Ken and Mona Hunter. It really was quite interesting. I was asked to not mention the heat. What heat? How can I not? That was foremost on everyone's mind. The thresher men's clothes were wet and it didn't come from the rain, not on Friday. It did rain Saturday forenoon.

We could tour the Schrock house. How interesting! That house has character, unlike the new houses that are built these days. They are too modern.

On Saturday, it may not have been quite so warm, but we couldn't go, as I had a tour to do. And, as always, my cleaning job.

The tour really was interesting. I had a busload of Chinese students. A contrast of culture, that's for sure.

Especially our food and dietary habits. They don't have desserts. Imagine that! Well, no wonder they aren't fat. We Americans could take lessons! But -- seriously, no desserts? And they use chopsticks to eat. I asked one young man what is the reason or why did it come to be. He didn't know. But he does know he prefers chopsticks! But, slippery noodles? I'll stick with our silverware, thank you! But to each his own. I'm sure they had a lot of whys on our way of life and said, "We'll stick to ours, thank you!"

This past Tuesday, granddaughter Margaret Miller of Dale spent the day with us. What a privilege! We cleaned my mom's garden, did laundry and yakked. Makes me wish the whole family could come or else we could go spend the day with them.

But for now, both families are too busy getting ready for daughter/granddaughter Mary Lorene's wedding.

Their "Littles" (Freeman and Cindy's) Aaron Joel, 3, and Amy Dianne, 1 1/2, are quite the pair, Amy usually besting Aaron.

One day, for some reason, he was lying on the floor in front of the fridge. Amy came and asked for a drink. Sis Margaret gave her a glass with some water in it. Instead of drinking it, she toddled over to Aaron, squatted down and no, she didn't offer him a drink. She poured it in his face! Did he ever howl!

One day Aaron was supposed to take a nap. He doesn't think he needs to! Daddy Freeman thought he was sleeping and carried him upstairs. Pretty soon, pitty-pat, little footsteps came downstairs. "It's too hot." So they start a fan and try again. Pretty soon, pitty-pat, little footsteps, "It's too windy!"

How would that be, to not need a nap? To just keep going like an Energizer bunny. I guess I was there, once. But now, even if in my mind, I want to keep going, my body protests.

I blame it partly on my R.A. condition, which in reality, is fact. But probably also, much as I hate to admit it, there is the age factor and probably, to some degree, a laziness factor.

But right now, my mowing spirit is clamoring. And it's granddaughter Deniece Yoder's fault. She is out mowing! I really want to, but this epistle must be finished first.

I did get the trimming done last night. I could have gone out after supper and did some of the mowing but I think that is where the lazy factor came in! I'll try and do better.

In closing: God hears the heart without the words, but He never hears the words without the heart.

Maybe this week we can have this tasty summer salad.

BLT Salad

1 head lettuce, chopped

10 slices bacon, fried and crumbled

4 hard-boiled eggs

1 1/2 cups chopped tomatoes, seeds removed

1 cup shredded cheese

2 cups croutons

Toss all ingredients together.

1 cup mayonnaise

1/2 cup sugar

1 Tsp. mustard

1 Tbsp. vinegar

1 Tbsp. milk

Mix together well. Pour over salad, toss and serve.

Millie Otto of Arthur is a member of the Old Order Amish. Contact her by writing to 1584 CR 2000N, Arthur, IL 61911.


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