Let me tell you how small the world really is. Dr. Garr, had a son named Alfred Garr Jr.and Alfie, as I knew him, and I went to camp together when I was real young. It was Garr Church’s Camp Lurecrest, sits on the bank of Lake Lure in the mountains.
I have a picture in my book, I kept as a kid, of Alfie on a bunk at the camp.
How small is that?
Also, you are correct, sometimes God lets some of rise out of the muck to tell others not to wade into it. My mother made me understand that when she told me, after I became an adult, that I should have been dead about 8 or 10 times over. One of my best friends didn’t make it out. He was killed for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, and in a place I had been many times, just a few years prior.
There, but for the Grace of God, go I.
Your world just got smaller! Alfred Garr III(Alfie, but don’t call him that)is my cousin by marriage and runs a ministry in Virginia Beach, Va.
Wasn’t Camp Lurcrest something? I remember Uncle Alfred (Alfie’s Dad)working my butt off up there. I watched him climb to the roof of the main hall several times in one night checking on the water tanks when he was 86 years old. He drove Auntie Merle and himself to Virginia Beach when he was 93. When they were getting ready to come home he had a stroke and went on to the Lord. I still miss him.