Sunday, October 26, 2014


 What do you think of Halloween?  answers can vary depending  of  whom you ask. 

Most kids  love  trick or treating and the glamor that goes along with dressing up, and collecting candy.

 Many love the Ghostly scary side it presents.

 Some think it un-Christ like.

But for my Mother and Dad it wasn't  about any of the above, no it was about them making their wedding vowels, in the middle of the road.

Halloween just happened to be the time and place, when all the pieces for their marriage came together 

Not a more unusual thing could have happened, in my opinion.

Meeting the Preacher on the road they were traveling, was one of the pieces .

Being so much in Love you might say, kind of propelled them  in to this Divine appointment it seems.

Asking the Preacher if he would marry them in the middle of the road, was the thing that put everything into motion.

When he said he didn't see any reason why not,  they were elated.

He told them to make it legal, they would need to pick up a marriage license, for him to sign later.

That signed document stood the test of time, and their union of marriage lasted 56 years, if my memory serves me right.

I suppose the meaning of Halloween took on a whole new dimension  that day, as it became a special  and unforgettable moment, for Mother and Dad.

What ever your beliefs are about Halloween, be blessed of the Lord, and if you decide to get married, may it become long lasting, and a special day for you as well.

Until next time, God bless.

Coleman Schell


Monday, October 20, 2014


Probably the greatest spiritual, and medical need that anyone has is the need for hope.

 It is a medicine that can cure nearly anything. 

When our hope dies despair can sit in and overwhelm us, hope is vital to each one.

 There is no difference between men and women.

Many times hope is deferred when we are in the midst of trials and tribulations .

 For example when you're biting your tongue to keep the peace in your house; helping others when you really need help, more than they do.

 When you are doing your best to serve God and others could care less.

When sickness doesn't respond to treatment.

 Times like these can challenge, our hope  and can cause it to grow dim.

 When hope is strong and executed in our heart , extraordinary things happen.

 Healing for your body takes place, broken hearts get mended, obstructions in your spiritual life go away.

  Faith  moves God and hope moves us, when our hope is renewed all things are possible. 

Gods miracle working powers will be manifested and your spiritual life restored.

The greatest source that you can find for hope, is in Christ..                      Psalm  16.9

May His hope abound in your life today, If its not; check in with God who gives it liberally, and abundantly to all.

Until next time,  God Bless.

Coleman Schell

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Garret Taylor

 One of the chores I had with my family while growing up was, picking up the mail, a task  much different than the way we get our mail today.

When I was appointed mail master for the family, I walked a mile plus for the mail each day, unless it was raining or snowing, If that happened I got to stay home.

 Our mail carrier's name was Garrett Taylor.

During my term as mail master, I became good friends with Garrett.

Garrett was very dedicated to his work, and  punctual with his delivery's, You could count on the mail being on time. 

Garrett drove his Model A Ford to Farriston, Ky. to pick up the mail each day, on his way back , delivery of the mail would begin.

One time he took me along with him, to pick up the mail, it was my first car ride ever, you talk about being thrilled, I was that plus some.

He even let me put the mail in the boxes for him, as we drove back.

While driving, Garrett shared with me some facts about Charlie the faithful one.

Charlie, was his trusty horse ,and mode of transportation, when the roads were to rugged for the model A .

 Garrett could only do about half his route by car , the other half, was unsuitable for the Model A, and became Charlie's task.

My term as mail master and Garrett's term as carrier ended when we got new roads through the community, allowing the Post Office to create new routes, and add new postal carriers.

 Delivery of the mail with out  my friend Garrett, wasn't the same for me after that.

 Garrett told me on his last day of work, that he was turning in his saddle bags, and would be stepping down from the postal work, to do some other things he had been planning .

Our mail delivery system has gotten much bigger, more modern, and efficient , but the  experience I had  with Garrett, has remained the same.

The the memories of him and my mail master days have with stood, all the modern day changes to the US postal system.

Until next time,  God Bless.

Coleman Schell

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Box supper

During my early years of schooling our father a share crop farmer, moved  us around a bit, when I was in the sixth grade we had moved to Rough Creek.

 Rough Creek School it seems always had a box supper during the fall of the year, don't know if you know what a box supper is or not, but I'll explain that in a moment for those of you who may not know, first a little back ground on Rough Creek.

The community history of Rough Creek dates back to 1835 when its first Church.... The Rough Creek United Baptist Church was founded.

And the community kind of... took off from there, Rough Creek School is no longer being used for school purpose.

But the founding school building is located on Hwy East 80 out of London Kentucky and today is surrounded by a vibrant and homely little community. 

Box suppers have lost their zeal in todays schools, but back then, they were a live and well.

In todays society they would be called a fund raising event, but for us it wasn't about the funds  it was more about fun time and a night out for the family.

This is how the box supper operated, each girl in school could prepare a food basket or box they used to put  food in.

 They were required to put their name on the out side of  the box's for School purpose, and it was also handy for the boy's to see who's name was on the box so they might have the inside track when bidding started.

At a specified time everyone gathered around and the bidding began  for the box's.

The girls  were always anxious by now to see who would be bidding on their box's  and whom they would be sharing it with. As it was custom for them to eat with the highest bidder.

Sometimes the bidding got intense  when two boys liked the same girl.

The school kept the money for the boxes, we kept the fun and memories for ourselves.

Now that you know what a box supper is, maybe your school would like to have one some time, could be fun! it was for us.

Until next time,  God Bless.

Coleman Schell