Sciple's Water Mill

Last week, we took a field trip to DeKalb, MS. It was so worth the drive. Needless to say, I had no idea of what we were going to experience!

I met this really neat fella named Edward Sciple. Mr. Edward operates the only water powered mill in the state of Mississippi. He grinds corn to make corn meal and grits. He sells an unheard of amount of corn meal a week!! He stays very busy and really enjoys his business.

When we stepped upon his property, we were taken back into a different time and place. A place that has been forgotten for many years. My great grandparents were farmers who primarily lived off the land. My grandfather used to tell me about life was when he was a young boy. Life was hard but simple. People were honest and the trustworthy. Even the humor was different. So sadly, that generation has passed.

Mr. Sciple has that old humor that's clean and generally funny! The nature of his personality was the true treasure that we found on our visit. I will say, if you have the spare time to visit, you should! Buy some of his home ground corn meal makes the best corn bread. Don't worry, if you don't know how to make it, his recipe is on the bag!

Mr. Sciple driving his golf cart

Mr. Sciple telling us some tall tales!!

The water mill

Lake behind the water mill...do you see the spider and his web?

A beautiful living portrait...

God has connected us with some really wonderful people. One particular couple we've connected with was the strangest but most familiar encounter I've ever had. It's amazing to meet a stranger and have that person seem familiar once your spirit connects. I know this sounds really odd and unusual, but God does ordain friendships and will place you in certain paths for a purpose. These people tend to impact your life immediately!

My friend and I met together for coffee yesterday. We had such a wonderful conversation about our lives by sharing our thoughts and hopes. We then prayed for each other, each other's families, our churches and our nation.

After our prayer, I saw in my spirit (imagination) a beautiful framed portrait. The portrait was framed in such lavish pure gold. The portrait focused on a great, powerful king. The king was clothed in a royal robe that had a long train. He had a glorious crown on his head and held a scepter in his right hand. A servant was posed to the side of the king while kneeling to this majestic king. At that moment, the portrait became "alive" so to say. The king placed his robe over the humble servant and knelt down face to face with the servant.

This living portait was so beautiful. I'm sure there's some very symbolic meanings to this portrait, some of which I can interpret. I would rather you "see" this portrait yourself and let it become alive in your life.