My eyes were starting to burn and my head throb from being out all day, plus the smoke in the home earlier.
I was becoming a bit irritable and restless.
I missed my baby and my other kids..I wanted to go home.
The late afternoon sun bared down on me, and the heat making me crankier by the minute.
I finished my phone call and slowly got of the car and trudged to where Seth was talking to a older woman, hoping to move the conversation towards going home.
We had been out almost 10hrs..I was done..well at least I thought I was..God wasn't.
Her name was Emma.
Emma was what you would say is the definition of southern hospitality.
The day I had, the exhaustion I felt, quickly went away once I started talking with her.
Pretty soon she was walking me through her flowers, Seth carrying a shovel behind us, pointing to what to dig up to take home with us, for our house.
As I thanked her, she quickly corrected me..
"Never thank a person for flowers, also say I appreciate them..old wives tale is say thank you and they will die."
I chuckled at that concept and corrected myself,
"Well, I appreciate them then."
We walked our way back to the front porch and eased down in various seats, our conversation moving from cooking, to canning, then to God.
Emma loved God with all her heart..it was obvious.
She asked what church we went to and where it was.
You see, Emma didn't have a car. She walked everywhere.
We told her where we went and how far it was from where she was.
She looked at us and then said," You think I could come to church with you guys sometime?"
We immediately agreed that we could..after all what is a little drive to take someone to spend time with Jesus???
We talked some more, swapped numbers, and eventually hugged goodbye, promising to return soon to sit out back and talk some more..more about the Bible as she requested.
It wasn't a successful day in selling books..but it sure was a successful day in talking about Jesus!!!