I was blessed to have parents who cared for their family. They each saw to it parents were cared for, housed and saw to all their needs until they passed. I loved spending time with my maternal grandparents (especially, my “Bom-Bom,” who was THE best cook in the world!). Unfortunately, I never knew my paternal grandmother … she passed shortly after my birth … but I certainly heard some stories.
My granny, Nettie Ferrell, must have been quite something. She raised her large brood of boys single-handedly after her husband passed early on. There was one saying she would tell everyone … “I am what I am, but I ain’t no ‘amer.’” When I was young I had no clue what she meant by that saying; but now, years later, I understand … she wasn’t going to pretend to be what she wasn’t. You go, Nettie!
This memory came to me as I was listening to the Sunday sermon (yes, I WAS listening). Pastor went over the “I am” statements of Jesus, which are word pictures to tell us who Jesus is: 1. I Am the Bread of Life (John 6): Jesus sustains us.
