Jesus' Mountain

When the Judds recorded “Grandpa, Tell Me ‘Bout the Good Ole Days”, our whole family began singing the title around the glowing pasture campfires, and my late cattleman husband would do just that, telling about the colorful Luckey family history, and his personal hunting, fishing and cowboy stories. Sometimes, it was, “Grandmaw, tell us another one!” when I would once again share the adventures and miracles of my lifetime, the police stories and hunting tales, my true confessions and faith in Jesus and how He’d brought me through every low valley to the joyful, victorious mountain tops! I can still see, just like it was yesterday, the glistening of the tears on their cheeks by the firelight; but much more often, it was their hysterical laughter heard echoing through the woods on smoky nightime breezes....the happiest of times, and the strongest family love we’d ever know.