Writings By Norris Ward

By Norris Ward

The purpose of these writings is to leave some words with my offspring and friends who might be interested, hoping to encourage others in their walk of faith.
Psalms 90: 6,10 are verses that are so vividly clear to me now that my “long home” comes into view. Evening is near.
Thank you for caring enough to read and reflect on these words:
Verse 6:
“In the morning it flourishes, and groweth up; in the evening it is cutdown, and withereth.”
Verse 10:
“The days of our years are threescore and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labor and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.”

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This is the life story of an amazing man of God.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Michael Taylor
• Release date: Apr 8, 2017

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Writings By Norris Ward

© 2016 Norris Ward

This edition was transcribed by Paul Ward and made into digital format by Michael Taylor from handwritten journals authored by Norris Ward .

Details including punctuation and emphasis were typeset, whenever possible, to reflect the handwritten entries.

Dedication

This booklet is dedicated to Ann Dixon Ward;

My wife since June 2, 1963.

Introduction

It has been my privilege to have known Brother Norris Ward for the past 36 years. I find him to be a man of wisdom, knowledge, and compassion. I've watched him set aside his plans to do for others when it would've been more convenient for him not to do so. I know of no other person that has a greater concern for the Lord's work than Brother Ward. I count it a privilege to call him my brother and my friend.

Pastor Joseph Brown: II Corinthians 3:5

Purpose of these writings:

To leave some words with my offspring and friends who might be interested, hoping to encourage others in their walk of faith.

Psalms 90: 6,10 are verses that are so vividly clear to me now that my long home comes into view.

Evening is near.

***

Thank you for caring enough to read and reflect on these words:

Verse 6:

In the morning it flourishes, and groweth up; in the evening it is cutdown, and withereth.

Verse 10:

The days of our years are threescore and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labor and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.

CHAPTER ONE

My Earliest Memories

I had the mumps when I was less than three years old. I was not allowed to go outside during this time. I remember watching Daddy, Uncle Barney, and Uncle Albert using a small tractor-drawn scoop to dig a stock pond for watering our small herd of cattle.  Years later, I related this to my mother who exclaimed, You cannot possibly remember that – you were just a baby. But I did as she soon admitted that I could not have known otherwise.

I remember also that at some early age, my mother had the kids to go out to the chicken house, and let the chickens fly over our heads so we would not catch the chicken pox that was going around the neighborhood.

My parents also knew about bad luck, good luck and several other superstitions. I am happy to say today at the age of 71, Don’t call me LUCKY – call me BLESSED! Words like fortunate, charmed, lucky, lucky stars, are not biblical. I’ll stay with grace, mercy, truth etc. instead.

I also remember no indoor plumbing, a hand-operated water pump on the back porch, the front porch swing, Rock and Roady our two mules, shelling black walnuts, picking out hickory nuts, rat killings, a hired farm hand named Mr. T, a one row mule-drawn cultivator, hoeing cotton, picking cotton and going to the gin.