LIVING UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF--DISAPPOINTMENT (3 OF 17)
by Jim Henry
Scripture: I SAMUEL 1
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Rev. Jim Henry, Pastor
First Baptist Church Orlando
3000 South John Young Parkway
Orlando, Florida 32805-6691
"Living Under The Influence Of--Disappointment"
I Samuel 1
Sunday, 1/22/95, 9:30 a.m. Service
Headline in Ann Lander's column, Dream of Love Spoiled By Well-
Meaning Dad:
"During World War II I lived in Los Angeles. It was an exciting
place to be. Thousands of soldiers, sailors and marines were here
waiting to be shipped to the South Pacific. I was nineteen and Bud,
my high school sweetheart, was already overseas. We weren't
engaged but we wrote to one another three or four times a week.
Then one night at the Hollywood Palladium I met Ken Morrison, a
handsome Marine. There was magic as we danced for hours and
talked all night. Ken was the man I'd dreamed of all my life. We
were together for every possible minute for three glorious weeks
before he was shipped out. I'll never forget his teary-eyed smile
when he promised to write. We knew that we belonged together
and prayed that one day it would be possible."
"I was living with my dad at the time. Mom was dead and I worked
as a secretary. Several weeks went by and I asked my dad every
evening, 'Any mail for me?' There were plenty of letters from Bud,
but none from Ken. Every time I read about some awful battle
involving Marines, my heart sank. After six months and no word
from Ken I was certain he had been killed. Bud came home in
1946 and we were married. We had three children and I knew I
had settled for a stable but dull existence. I never stopped
mourning for Ken; he was the true love of my life."
"When Dad died in 1958 I went to his house to sort out his
belongings. In the attic was an old trunk and as I was digging
through his papers and personal effects I ran across a bundle of
letters addressed to me. There were dozens of letters held
together by leather bands. When I discovered that they were from
Ken I thought ...
First Baptist Church Orlando
3000 South John Young Parkway
Orlando, Florida 32805-6691
"Living Under The Influence Of--Disappointment"
I Samuel 1
Sunday, 1/22/95, 9:30 a.m. Service
Headline in Ann Lander's column, Dream of Love Spoiled By Well-
Meaning Dad:
"During World War II I lived in Los Angeles. It was an exciting
place to be. Thousands of soldiers, sailors and marines were here
waiting to be shipped to the South Pacific. I was nineteen and Bud,
my high school sweetheart, was already overseas. We weren't
engaged but we wrote to one another three or four times a week.
Then one night at the Hollywood Palladium I met Ken Morrison, a
handsome Marine. There was magic as we danced for hours and
talked all night. Ken was the man I'd dreamed of all my life. We
were together for every possible minute for three glorious weeks
before he was shipped out. I'll never forget his teary-eyed smile
when he promised to write. We knew that we belonged together
and prayed that one day it would be possible."
"I was living with my dad at the time. Mom was dead and I worked
as a secretary. Several weeks went by and I asked my dad every
evening, 'Any mail for me?' There were plenty of letters from Bud,
but none from Ken. Every time I read about some awful battle
involving Marines, my heart sank. After six months and no word
from Ken I was certain he had been killed. Bud came home in
1946 and we were married. We had three children and I knew I
had settled for a stable but dull existence. I never stopped
mourning for Ken; he was the true love of my life."
"When Dad died in 1958 I went to his house to sort out his
belongings. In the attic was an old trunk and as I was digging
through his papers and personal effects I ran across a bundle of
letters addressed to me. There were dozens of letters held
together by leather bands. When I discovered that they were from
Ken I thought ...
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