Showing posts with label Father's Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Father's Day. Show all posts

Monday, June 16, 2014

Memories of Dad and Mom

Good Monday Morning To You,
I hope you had a good week since we last visited. Yesterday was Father’s Day. Was it a good day for you? It was for me. I heard from all four of my kids, and my youngest son, Jason, came over on Saturday and spent the day with us. Just having him there was great!!!

I was thinking about my own dad and many fine memories flooded my mind. I remember once when I was about five years old, my dad, mom, Howard and Alene Cooper, and I were all sick. My dad believed that when you were sick the best thing for you was a shot of penicillin. We went to a doctor in Cincinnati named Dr. Schuelsinger. He was an old German Jew, and he believed in shots also. I hated shots. I just did not do needles very well. Dr. Schuelsinger’s office was downtown, and it only had one exam room. Mom went back first and I went in with her. When she was about to get her shot, I went back out into the lobby. Mom came out and dad went in and I walked back with him. Sure enough, dad got his shot, but not a word was said to me. I was not getting a shot! I was elated!

Dad paid the receptionist and we started back home. We lived in a little village called Elmwood Place. We were not in Cincinnati city limits, but it surrounded us on three sides. Our house was about five miles from the doctor’s office. Dad turned to mom and said, “How did Victor do with his shot?” Mom said, “I thought he was you when he got his shot.” It was at this point that I knew that a shot was the least of my worries. Dad, much to my surprise, did not say a word. He simply circled the block and headed back downtown to Dr. Schuelsinger’s office and took me in. He went to the receptionist and told her what had happened. I heard her say, “Sure, no problem.” I was then escorted back to his office, where I was examined, and received my sentence: penicillin injection. At the time it was a horrible experience, but as I look back on it some fifty five years later I can say in all honesty that it was indeed a horrible experience. At least now the tears are not from fear of the shot, but from missing mom and dad so much. The beautiful thing is that mom and dad were Christians, so the separation is just temporary. I will see them again.

My Father’s Day message will be available tomorrow, Tuesday morning. The title is “What Every Man Should Be.” The life we examined was Joseph, the earthly daddy of the little boy Jesus. Joseph was a fine example for his children, and is a good role model for us today – men and women alike. I hope you’ll watch the video, it is only 10 minutes in length. You can find it at www.facebook.com/friendshipharmony. Remember, you do not have to have a Facebook account to see the video.

Thank you for spending these few minutes with me. Thanks for letting me share my memories with you. If you’d like to share some with me, drop me an e-mail at fhbcsjc@gmail.com. I’d love to hear from you. Stay safe and well, and I’ll see you next Monday Morning With Pastor Vic!!!



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Sunday, June 13, 2010

Pastor Vic Rambling On!

Good Monday Morning to you!

I hope you had a good, safe week since we met last Monday. I had a good week. It was pretty much uneventful, but sometime that's good. Saturday was especially good. My son Jason came over and cut the grass. I always enjoy seeing him, even if he had to sweat and work. He's coming again this Saturday for Father's Day Dinner. Miss Bessie is making my favorite: Turkey, Dressing, and all my favorites. That will also include her world famous (at least it should be) cauliflour casserole. I wish all my kids could be there, but Amanda, Tim, and the grands live in Washington DC and is moving to Arizona and Kevin is an OTR truck driver and untelling where he will be. The plan is home to Cincy, but we'll see. Even though Father's day is Sunday, Saturday is less rushed. In a pastor's home, Sunday is hectic. That's probably why most preachers take Monday as an easy day.

Sunday was a great day at the Church. On Sunday morning I continued my Provoking God series. The message was provoking God To Sadness. We discovered that to provoke God to sadness, all one needs do is hurt His people. Provoking means "moving," but provoking is a good word because it means God will respond. If you are being afflicted by someone, or something, rest assured God knows about it and is saddened, also. AND, He will make things right. When? In His time, but He's always on time! Last week was Provoking God To Anger, while next week is Provoking God To Laughter. For a preacher, that one will be fun. Yes, I do have fun when I'm preaching. Way back in 1980, while I was preaching in Williamstown, Kentucky, a woman came up to me after the service and said, "You look like you really enjoy preaching. You look as if you're having fun." What a high compliment! I was touched by her words so that I remember them 30 years later.

Everything else is pretty much as it has been. The car and the laptop is both still broke, but Miss Bessie continues to heal, albeit very slowly. The Cooper's have so much to be thankful for and we do praise our Lord Jesus. We thank Him for you and for the ability to spend a few minutes together each Monday morning. Back in 1972 when I first began in the ministry, this would not be possible. Hallalujah for technology!

Have a good week and as Red Skelton used to say, "May God bless." I'll see you again next Monday Morning With Pastor Vic!


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