Emphasis Preaching Journal

Harry was 89 when I first met him. He had lived his whole life in the same house in which he had been born. He went to school in a one-room schoolhouse and when he was 15 years old, he left school to eke out a living on the farm that his great-grandfather had staked out over a hundred years before. Harry was a simple man, with simple pleasures, and simple philosophies. Whenever someone asked him how he was, he'd reply, "Well, some thinks they's fine and they ain't. Some think they ain't and they is, so I can't rightly tell you how I am."