I Had A Dream!
I DID have a dream!! This morning I awoke after having dreamed about my grandmother Bowden's house.
I was born in Fort Worth, Texas and lived next door to my grandparents until my family moved to Springfield, Missouri for my dad to go to Baptist Bible College. I began first grade in September of 1951 at Pepperdine Elementary in Springfield.
Wait......I am jumping ahead of myself!!!
When I awoke, I had been dreaming about grandma's house. I dreamed about her living room with the little spinet piano, tv, two couches, recliner and rocking chair. Grandma's desk was in the corner with Uncle RM's picture hanging over a shelf. Uncle RM died in World War II as a gunner in the "Wongo Wongo". His plane went down close to Cyprus, never being recovered from the Mediterranean. He had sent grandma a scorpion in a bottle of alcohol which sat on those shelves over the desk. It was a big old thing. I can't even imagine living where those things exist!!!
I saw the french doors that opened up from the living room into Grandaddy and Grandma's bedroom where Grandaddy always swallowed a big wad of Vick's salve before going to bed. Don't ask me why!!! That bedroom held some memories of playing with grandma's button box while she sewed.
I went back to the back bedroom where my whole family (5 children and Mom and Dad) lived between churches.
I woke up filled with pleasant memories and wondered how things looked now. I imagined where 5512 Calmont was situated, across the street from a feed barn where Grandma and Grandaddy got us colored chickens and ducks for Easter several times. Oh how I loved that place!! Grandaddy had a workshop way in the back of his property with a big garden separating it from the house. In that workshop you could have found most any nut or bolt or screw or nail you needed.
The front yard had a big evergreen bush that was made into an archway over the sidewalk leading to the front porch. There was a vacant lot between our house and grandma's house, with a circular drive way and a beautiful rose garden that grandma tended to lovingly.
As I was thinking about it all I became more curious. I went into my Gmail account and accessed Google Maps. OH MY...........................................Do you know all the wonderful things you can see on Google maps???? WELL, I found 5512 Calmont Avenue in Fort Worth......its a 24 hour Fitness!!!!There is not a Feed Barn across the street anymore. It looks nothing like I remembered. I looked up First Baptist Church where Grandma had taken me as an infant when she worked faithfully in the nursery for many years. Evidently it has moved to another location. I went to Castleberry Baptist where I remembered so vividly one Sunday in the original building where so many people had been saved that they lined the walls. I remembered the excitement of seeing Bro. Cavin coming through the side door. I remembered after they built a new building and we came back home for a few months between churches. I remembered being in the teen class and going skating! I remembered when Uncle Scotty Alexander was the pastor and he had our trio "The Rejoicers" come and sing on Easter Sunday morning in probably 1967 or 68. Mike and I had not been married too long and we had Phyllis O'Dell and Judy Garrison and I singing while Mike played the piano and did all the arranging. What a special time that was..........................okay...back to Google maps.....Castleberry Baptist Church isn't located in the same place anymore. I SAW the new location!
I quickly reminisced about leaving Fort Worth and moving to Springfield. I looked for High Street Baptist Church where I had been saved as a young 5 year old! I could have taken you to the exact place BUT .....it's not High Street any longer. High Street has moved to a better location but I SAW the old place and remembered so many good sermons heard there from Bro. Bill Dowell, and Bro. Cavin.
I found the house we lived in on Rogers street and walked the streets just like I did as a little girl walking to Pepperdine Elementary. The school looks just the same though the note attached was that it was permanently closed. :( So many times I listened as Bill Dowell Jr. would come down the steps with his trumpet and play taps beginning our morning.
It was amazing!!!!!...walking down those streets and seeing all those things again.
My mind raced back to when we left Springfield, headed for Columbia, Tennessee and dad's first church, Calvary Baptist Church on School St. Yep.....I searched and right there it was....just as I remembered it only a little better. While there, Dad had gone through a building program and built a basement so that eventually they could build a large auditorium on top. The little church is still intact and the basement has a front on it. I walked down those streets. I found the little house behind the church where we lived for a while. I walked down School street remembering walking through all those beautiful fall leaves one time as I walked to the church to play the piano. I found the large house we lived in for a while that was across the street from a little grocery store. That's the first time I remember Bobby Wolfe. I think my Mom pointed him out because she saw him at the store and probably reminded me that he went to our church. We had not been there long. I had my one and only birthday party there---8 years old!!
I found Highland Park Elementary School where I went from the third grade to the sixth.....oh so many memories!!!!
I didn't have time to go Henderson, Texas where Dad was the pastor at West Main Baptist Church. Nor did I go to Bible Baptist Church in Port Arthur where Mike and I were married.
I did go to 2310 S. Tyler in Little Rock, Arkansas where Mike and I lived for a couple of years after we got married......
THEN....I happened to look out the window.....I had to open blinds because it was still 6:30 in the morning. To my surprise there was snow all over!!!It was beautiful and I just had to thank the Lord that I was inside but could see such a beautiful sight and had traveled so far and to so many places this morning without even a coat!!!!!!!!Yep, I had a dream.....I would never have guessed so long ago that I would be a 72 year old woman, widowed with three wonderful children and five fantastic grandchildren, still blessed by our Lord on this beautiful, snowy day!!!
I was born in Fort Worth, Texas and lived next door to my grandparents until my family moved to Springfield, Missouri for my dad to go to Baptist Bible College. I began first grade in September of 1951 at Pepperdine Elementary in Springfield.
Wait......I am jumping ahead of myself!!!
When I awoke, I had been dreaming about grandma's house. I dreamed about her living room with the little spinet piano, tv, two couches, recliner and rocking chair. Grandma's desk was in the corner with Uncle RM's picture hanging over a shelf. Uncle RM died in World War II as a gunner in the "Wongo Wongo". His plane went down close to Cyprus, never being recovered from the Mediterranean. He had sent grandma a scorpion in a bottle of alcohol which sat on those shelves over the desk. It was a big old thing. I can't even imagine living where those things exist!!!
I saw the french doors that opened up from the living room into Grandaddy and Grandma's bedroom where Grandaddy always swallowed a big wad of Vick's salve before going to bed. Don't ask me why!!! That bedroom held some memories of playing with grandma's button box while she sewed.
I went back to the back bedroom where my whole family (5 children and Mom and Dad) lived between churches.
I woke up filled with pleasant memories and wondered how things looked now. I imagined where 5512 Calmont was situated, across the street from a feed barn where Grandma and Grandaddy got us colored chickens and ducks for Easter several times. Oh how I loved that place!! Grandaddy had a workshop way in the back of his property with a big garden separating it from the house. In that workshop you could have found most any nut or bolt or screw or nail you needed.
The front yard had a big evergreen bush that was made into an archway over the sidewalk leading to the front porch. There was a vacant lot between our house and grandma's house, with a circular drive way and a beautiful rose garden that grandma tended to lovingly.
As I was thinking about it all I became more curious. I went into my Gmail account and accessed Google Maps. OH MY...........................................Do you know all the wonderful things you can see on Google maps???? WELL, I found 5512 Calmont Avenue in Fort Worth......its a 24 hour Fitness!!!!There is not a Feed Barn across the street anymore. It looks nothing like I remembered. I looked up First Baptist Church where Grandma had taken me as an infant when she worked faithfully in the nursery for many years. Evidently it has moved to another location. I went to Castleberry Baptist where I remembered so vividly one Sunday in the original building where so many people had been saved that they lined the walls. I remembered the excitement of seeing Bro. Cavin coming through the side door. I remembered after they built a new building and we came back home for a few months between churches. I remembered being in the teen class and going skating! I remembered when Uncle Scotty Alexander was the pastor and he had our trio "The Rejoicers" come and sing on Easter Sunday morning in probably 1967 or 68. Mike and I had not been married too long and we had Phyllis O'Dell and Judy Garrison and I singing while Mike played the piano and did all the arranging. What a special time that was..........................okay...back to Google maps.....Castleberry Baptist Church isn't located in the same place anymore. I SAW the new location!
I quickly reminisced about leaving Fort Worth and moving to Springfield. I looked for High Street Baptist Church where I had been saved as a young 5 year old! I could have taken you to the exact place BUT .....it's not High Street any longer. High Street has moved to a better location but I SAW the old place and remembered so many good sermons heard there from Bro. Bill Dowell, and Bro. Cavin.
I found the house we lived in on Rogers street and walked the streets just like I did as a little girl walking to Pepperdine Elementary. The school looks just the same though the note attached was that it was permanently closed. :( So many times I listened as Bill Dowell Jr. would come down the steps with his trumpet and play taps beginning our morning.
It was amazing!!!!!...walking down those streets and seeing all those things again.
My mind raced back to when we left Springfield, headed for Columbia, Tennessee and dad's first church, Calvary Baptist Church on School St. Yep.....I searched and right there it was....just as I remembered it only a little better. While there, Dad had gone through a building program and built a basement so that eventually they could build a large auditorium on top. The little church is still intact and the basement has a front on it. I walked down those streets. I found the little house behind the church where we lived for a while. I walked down School street remembering walking through all those beautiful fall leaves one time as I walked to the church to play the piano. I found the large house we lived in for a while that was across the street from a little grocery store. That's the first time I remember Bobby Wolfe. I think my Mom pointed him out because she saw him at the store and probably reminded me that he went to our church. We had not been there long. I had my one and only birthday party there---8 years old!!
I found Highland Park Elementary School where I went from the third grade to the sixth.....oh so many memories!!!!
I didn't have time to go Henderson, Texas where Dad was the pastor at West Main Baptist Church. Nor did I go to Bible Baptist Church in Port Arthur where Mike and I were married.
I did go to 2310 S. Tyler in Little Rock, Arkansas where Mike and I lived for a couple of years after we got married......
THEN....I happened to look out the window.....I had to open blinds because it was still 6:30 in the morning. To my surprise there was snow all over!!!It was beautiful and I just had to thank the Lord that I was inside but could see such a beautiful sight and had traveled so far and to so many places this morning without even a coat!!!!!!!!Yep, I had a dream.....I would never have guessed so long ago that I would be a 72 year old woman, widowed with three wonderful children and five fantastic grandchildren, still blessed by our Lord on this beautiful, snowy day!!!
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