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God's Messengers from the Mountains
Gods Messengers From the Mountains is the book that I have used to attempt to chart the course of Baptist work in Tennessee, North Georgia, and North Carolina. I have written some information about some of the men who have demonstrated deep dedication to their call from the eternal God to preach the Gospel. It is my hope and prayer that this book will indeed bring glory and honor to God as we remember these people who have demonstrated pungent conviction doing the work of the Kingdom.
Glory in the Mountains
Glory in the Mountains is not about me or any other earthly person or persons. Many people are mentioned in this book, but the book is about God and what He has done in and through my life and in the life of others. I could write volumes about the times I have failed, gone the wrong direction and made bad decisions. God always does the right thing in the right way at the right time. He never fails. In my journey, His voice has been like the sounds of many waters. At times, it's peaceful and serene, then furious and demanding. That voice has been a source of strength for me through the years. I hope this little book will help someone stop and listen to His voice.
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Golden Nuggets from the Mountains
The late 1920' and early 1930's was the time of the Great Depression. Little or no work was available so people could earn money for survival. All mountain families grew vegetables, kept a milk cow and raised some hogs. Those who owned their mountain farms lived well by working hard and managing well. They cut timber to sell and earn a little money necessary for clothing and other things they couldn't grow. It was widely known that gold had been found in the mountains. Men would put in endless hours panning for gold in the small mountain streams. Now and then, someone would find a gold nugget. Most of the time, it would be the size of a pea or maybe the size of a marble. Gold was a symbol of wealth. When someone found a nugget and word got around, everyone would be talking about Uncle Ben striking it rich. However, I never knew of anyone selling his gold for a pile of money. One day, I realized that gold nuggets were not only present in these mountains, but that there were golden nuggets in the experiences of my life in these mountains. It is with great joy that I share these stories with anyone who cares to read them. Fred Lunsford
