Monday, May 2, 2016

Tell Me a True Story Blog Party week of 05/02/16

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The Love story of my Grandparents began when they met at a church “Box lunch social.”  

Each lady was to bring a box lunch, and the gentlemen would bid on the box, not knowing who the lady was.  Then they were to share and enjoy the lunch together.

My grandmother Mary was a governess and cared for the children of a neighborhood family.  Therefore she did not meet many people outside the home, so she always looked forward to attending church each Sunday. 

Mary was excited about the social event, and was happy to prepare a box lunch with fried chicken, potato salad, some walnut halves, and two slices of apple pie. 

As the bidding for the lunches began, my Grandmother was hoping (and praying) that Allen would secure her lunch.  As God is my witness, Allen did win her box and this was their first “date.”   

The old saying “The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach,” is certainly true.  On that day, Allen was smitten with my grandmother, and it did not take him long to propose and ask her to marry him.
They began married life as share croppers, but soon Allen was able to use money he had been putting away, and purchase 10 acres in Lindsay, California.  He planted half the land in olive trees, half in oranges; and added a few other fruit trees.  He built a barn, a chicken coop and along one side of the lot line he planted some grapes, and berries. 

Their transportation was a horse and buggy, and my own mother remembers those rides to church and into town in what Grandma called their carriage. 

Grandpa worked his land and earned the main portion of their living from the trees. 

He did have a garden, and for extra income, once a week he would go into town and knock on doors and sell fresh fruit, produce and brown eggs.  My Mother remembers managing a fruit stand at their front entrance and selling produce and eggs for those who would stop by.  Everyone worked in the family.   

My grandparents were married for over 50 years, and are now enjoying Heaven.

If you are looking for a mate - - may I suggest that you pray first and then be sure you are attending a good Bible believing church and are enrolled in the small group sessions.   

A Christian companion will secure an undivided home!  Under all circumstances, never “settle” for someone outside of Christ!!
2 Corinthians 6:14 Be ye not unequally yoked together with unbelievers: for what fellowship hath righteousness with unrighteousness? and what communion hath light with darkness?
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Rina Peru said...

This is a beautiful love story, dear Hazel. Thank you for sharing it with us! I have seen a movie on Hallmark before, I think it's "When Calls the Heart", and it's similar to your grandparents' story. I can imagine their life together, growing fruits and vegetables… Being a hopeless romantic, I've read many books like that :) .

Floyd Samons said...

I remember this one. You know I love these stories, they're so wonderfully encouraging. Thanks for sharing it, Hazel.

Sharon said...

Hazel, both of my sons met their future wives through church. So, all these years later, your *formula* still works!! Precious story about your grandparents!!


Tracy said...

Hi Hazel, such wise words. I often wonder if either my husband or I were not believers, how much tougher the tough stuff could be. Great post, thanks for linking up
God bless