A Pounding
By Rev. C.C. Haymore
Sitting with my wife on New Year’s eve, talking quietly and
feeling sad over the death of the old year, we were very much gratified when
Bro. McCarter and wife called on us about 8 o’clock. A few minutes later it
seemed as though a multitude came up on the front porch. I thought it was a
wedding party, but it proved to be a pounding instead. They were from the
Second Baptist church and it seemed they brought us some of everything, from a
box of cigars to a doll baby. We certainly appreciated their visit as well as
their gifts. I love all the members of the Second church because they were true
to me at the end of my pastorate there, and I am ready at any time to welcome
them to my home.
After they left I told my wife that this would be our last
pounding, the thought of being out of the pastorate throws a shadow over me
that is hard to overcome, but notwithstanding I hope to be faithful to the
church to the end. Many thanks to the good people of the Second church.
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