Jessie Mae Smith, known to her husband as Honey and to her children as Mommy, was in deep thought. Morning worship was almost over at Pleasant Hill United Church, but her mind was already on Sunday dinner. She had pulled up her mental checklist and found that a short stop at the A&P was going to be necessary. Elder Belvedere was reminding everyone to drive safely and to remember to be kind to one another. May the Lord watch, he concluded, between me and thee, while we are absent, one from another, and all the people sing . . . The congregation sang, Amen.
Mrs. Jessie Mae Smith, known in Indianapolis as Nana Smith, was tired. It had been a long day, but now the wait began. The old church pew she was seated on held no comfort as she anxiously waited for the visitation to begin . . . if it would. The girls sat quietly beside her, too quietly for nine-year-old twins. As her mind began to drift, she silently wondered if this was the pew she sat on at JPs funeral. Pleasant Hill United Church had remodeled since then, and the old pews were relegated to the Smith Memorial Fellowship Hall, named so for her beloved JP. Deacon John Paul Smith, who had been a lifelong member of Pleasant Hill, died ten years before. One year later the fellowship hall was renamed in his honor.
Mrs. Jessie Mae Smith, known in Indianapolis as Nana Smith, was tired. It had been a long day, but now the wait began. The old church pew she was seated on held no comfort as she anxiously waited for the visitation to begin . . . if it would. The girls sat quietly beside her, too quietly for nine-year-old twins. As her mind began to drift, she silently wondered if this was the pew she sat on at JPs funeral. Pleasant Hill United Church had remodeled since then, and the old pews were relegated to the Smith Memorial Fellowship Hall, named so for her beloved JP. Deacon John Paul Smith, who had been a lifelong member of Pleasant Hill, died ten years before. One year later the fellowship hall was renamed in his honor.
Jessie Mae Smith, known to her husband as Honey and to her children as Mommy, was in deep thought. Morning worship was almost over at Pleasant Hill United Church, but her mind was already on Sunday dinner. She had pulled up her mental checklist and found that a short stop at the A&P was going to be necessary. Elder Belvedere was reminding everyone to drive safely and to remember to be kind to one another. May the Lord watch, he concluded, between me and thee, while we are absent, one from another, and all the people sing . . . The congregation sang, Amen.
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