Utterly Worn Out!

Posted October 22, 2016 by Louis Rushmore
Categories: Mission Trip, Myanmar (Burma), Singapore

Weary doesn’t begin to describe how utterly worn out I feel at this juncture in my trek to Yangon, Myanmar. Two hours yet to Singapore and we have already traveled 26 hours. After arriving in Singapore, it’ll still be about another six hours before we arrive in Yangon, Lord willing. Singapore is the way station where on at least one occasion in years past I said to Bonnie  that I didn’t want to go any farther, and a I didn’t want to go back either.

Brother Therman Hodge and I flew from Jackson, MS to Houston, TX to Moscow, Russia to Singapore. From there, we will be bound for Yangon. I’m looking forward to reuniting with dear brethren—some of whom usually meet us at the airport.

Later that day, Yangon local time, Therman and I arrived in Yangon. Brethren awaited us and took us to our hotel. Actually, that was the second time today we have been to Yangon; we flew over it on our way from Moscow to Singapore, and then we had to retrace our flight path for a Yangon landing.

The brethren and we agreed upon a work-filled itinerary that not only will have us teaching daily for two weeks at the Hmawbi Bible School, but we will teach daily at a jungle home, too. Then, on one weekend, we will travel 12 hours away into the hill country to present a two-day seminar. Within a couple of hours of arriving in Myanmar, we have more than doubled our plans for the two weeks we will be here.

Though I don’t have any pictures to accompany this short update, but especially when we go to the hill country where I have not been before, I suspect that I will come away with some interesting pictures. Where we are going, following travel by automobile, we have to complete the trip on foot – uphill! Communications will be limited over the next nearly five weeks, but I will apprise readers periodically of progress.

My biggest anticipated challenges for the balance of the day is not to fall asleep before dark so I can more nearly adjust to the swapping of night for day of the nearly 12-hour difference between home and half way around the world to Asia. I hope I don’t conk out at supper – maybe even dropping my head into my plate at my hostess’ home!

I Had a Dream

Posted October 14, 2016 by Louis Rushmore
Categories: At the Office, Back at the House, Cancer Treatment, Literature, Magazines & Books

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2014 trip to Mt. Rushmore: Rebecca, Bonnie & Louis -- Our final vacation together

—– 2014 Mt. Rushmore trip: Rebecca, Bonnie & Louis —– Our last vacation together

I had a dream last night. Actually, I had two dreams that I remember. Costarring in both cinematic productions was none other than my beloved, late wife, Bonnie. I was the other costar.

In the first flick, Bonnie and I were assisting a misguided, elderly couple as they wandered about in a gargantuan medical cancer treatment complex, unable to find the right people in the right place to meet their initial appointment. Helping them get to the right place in the massive anthill of a medical center that spans blocks and across and under streets complete with overhead people bridges and underground tunnels, it happened. We bumped into a healthcare worker with whom Bonnie and I had become acquainted during the years of addressing Bonnie’s fatal malignancy. Discretely so as not to hurt my love’s feelings and sensing an obligation to explain her apparent presence, I whispered to the healthcare worker, “She’s just a memory.” So real that not only I could see her and hold her hand, but so real that she appeared no different, but healthier than the last dark days of her life, to all others who beheld her, and yet, “Just a memory.” Still, it was not a nightmare, but instead, it was a pleasant dream.

Movie #2 sported the same stars, Bonnie and me. The script had us somewhere in West Virginia, where I know not, because I had neither seen nor heard of where we were.

Somehow, a Catholic priest had a cameo role, but we dismissed him as a suitable actor to officiate a renewal of our marriage vows. Nevertheless, hand in hand, we were determined to renew our devotion and love for each other by marrying each other all over again. Passing away about two months before our 42nd wedding anniversary, particularly in these shameless times, it is remarkable for a couple to sustain a marriage that long, not to mention, earnestly desiring that many more years together in matrimonial harmony.

A bladder call awoke me from my sleep and abruptly curtailed my cinema, the suddenness of my waking perhaps permitting me to remember my pleasant nocturnal musings. Ever on my mind, my dear Bonnie is ever with me, day and night – not merely tormenting me by her physical absence, but comforting me as well.

The common denominator in both of my dreamscapes was that Bonnie and I were holding hands. Most of all, I miss her companionship. She was my best friend!

Otherwise, last night was a good night for sleep. My mind was not distracted from evening rest by sundry thoughts (e.g., my soon and upcoming venture to Myanmar and India for several weeks, what I need to accomplish before I leave, my wrecked car, medical bills, insurance headaches, etc.). Neither back pains nor difficult breathing lying down attributed to stuffy sinuses interfered with my nightly lull. Happily, shooting pains through the nerves in the fingers of my left hand were not a factor preventing my evening repose either. Clean white sheets and showering prior to retiring along with the foregoing factors led to an uninterrupted six hours of sleep – and dreaming.

My days are full, especially in these weeks before my pending mission trip to Asia (October 20—November 21). The November edition of Gospel Gazette Online is nearly ready for publication, lacking two contributors’ articles and Rebecca proofreading it. Sister Barbara Oliver from her home and I from wherever I turn on my computer are well underway in the layout of Volume 91 of The Voice of Truth International; 89 just arrived, and 90 is at a printing company in India.

Yesterday, I packed my luggage for my Asian trip. Of course, it will need to be amended a little between the present and my departure, but it is mostly ready. Surprisingly, I have it compacted to one battle-scarred, travel-weary hard-shell suitcase, plus my computer carrycase and a collapsible, black canvas briefcase.

My car is still wrecked about six weeks after being rear ended at a traffic light. Weeks went by trying to get the insurer of the car to react in a meaningful way. Now, the wreckage was only on Wednesday begun to be addressed by removing the smashed parts. Again, the insurance adjuster must revisit the body shop and haggle over what can be beaten back into shape and what needs to be replaced, and for which the insurance company will authorize payment.

Still the insurance company is treating me like the villain instead of the victim and its paying client. If the responsible party in the collision has insurance, his insurance is legally responsible for my medical bills and collision repairs. If the culprit doesn’t have insurance, my uninsured motorist insurance is responsible for the personal and property damages. Instead, at this point, I am financially responsible for it all! My insurance company is denying payment to the hospital and ambulance on the basis of having reached the limit of my collision insurance for medical payments. The debacle goes on!

No doubt, my illusionary ramble in night dreams was a delightful escape from the pesky details of wakeful days as much as it was a stroll along unlikely venues and holding hands with my dear Bonnie inside my slumbered imagination. Life goes on until it doesn’t. Along the way, we get by the best we can. Along the way, Christians dedicate themselves to glorifying God and edifying one’s fellow, earthly travelers.

October 2016 Gospel Gazette Online

Posted October 2, 2016 by Louis Rushmore
Categories: At the Office

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Ladies and gentlemen, Christians everywhere and truth-seekers worldwide, hear ye, hear ye, the October 2016 edition of Gospel Gazette Online is now ready for your reading pleasure at www.gospelgazette.com. A total of 28 lessons by 24 faithful brothers and sisters in Christ bring you a wide variety of biblical subjects for your edification and to complement your personal Bible studies. Very shortly now, GGO will complete 18 years of continuous publication on the Internet, and it has been accessed from all of the continents (including Antarctica) and from numerous nations.

Voice of Truth InternationalWe have a print journal as well, The Voice of Truth International. Whereas GGO is without charge, there are subscription prices for VOTI either per individual subscriptions or per box of 35. Up to 40,000 are printed quarterly in the English language. Foreign language editions are available in several countries. The format is 5½ x 7½ with full color covers and throughout the 112 pages of glossy paper. Each issue is a virtual library because it contains several sections of biblically solid religious articles. If you are not familiar with The Voice of Truth International and would like a free sample copy (USA only), email your request to me at rushmore@gospelgazette.com. Volume 89 just arrived last week from the printers.

Gospel Meeting

Posted September 30, 2016 by Louis Rushmore
Categories: Good Eats, Good Friends, Gospel Meeting, Preaching Appointments

96-dpi-4x6-polk-farm-1Saturday, September 24, I made my way from my daughter’s home in Collierville, TN to the residence of sister Melissa and brother Garry Polk outside of Center Ridge, AR. Friday evening, I had traveled to Rebecca’s house in Collierville from my abode in Winona, MS.

Complications with my rental car delayed my trip so Rebecca and I missed the opportunity to dine together. Seldom have I encountered such intense smoke as thoroughly saturated the rental, and no amount of off the shelf air fresheners was going to change that. Besides, the couple of days I had the car started to make me sick – sinuses, throat and chest, which would hamper me speaking in the upcoming Gospel meeting for the Center Ridge Church of Christ. Finally, late in the day I was able to contact the dealer 30 miles west of Winona and exchange the car for another one.

96-dpi-4x6-crane-in-a-treeBrother and sister Polk have been and continue to be a great encouragement to me. Aside from that, they lodged and fed me Saturday through Friday. I joked that they fattened me up with all of that good cooking, and I had to escape back home before these beef cattle farmers carted me off to the sale barn, too.

96-dpi-4x6-gospel-meeting-1I was privileged to preach in a Gospel meeting for the Center Ridge congregation Sunday through Thursday. Members from several area churches of Christ attended, and the Jerusalem Church of Christ let out their Wednesday classes to join with Center Ridge in the Gospel meeting. The theme for the week was “Come Meet Jesus as…” Lessons presented via PowerPoint and narration were “…an Historical Person,” …Pre-Incarnate,” “…Lawgiver and Prophet,” “…High Priest,” “…Mediator, Intercessor and Advocate,” “…Head of the Church, Head of His Body and Head of His House or Spiritual Family” and “…Messiah and King.”

I expect to teach these same lessons in October and November for fellow Christians in Myanmar (Burma) and India. In addition, when teaching for two weeks in the Hmawbi Bible School in Myanmar, Lord willing, I will be presenting lessons on “Sermon Preparation and Presentation” and “Bible Geography, Bible Archaeology and Sacred History.”

It is my earnest hope that God was glorified and that all auditors during the Gospel meeting at Center Ridge were edified. Any praise forthcoming for the same belongs to our Lord Jesus Christ. I’m thankful to be just a lowly servant in that regard.

After another home cooked breakfast at the hands of sister Melissa, I headed homeward. I paused long enough in Horn Lake, MS to meet my daughter on her way home from work for supper at Texas Roadhouse. We each selected our preferred menu item – “Road Kill” – a specially prepared chopped steak, which we complemented with a house salad adorned with honey-French dressing and a baked potato. Happy that our homebound paths crossed – she going east and me going south, we each proceeded to our respective homes – our temporary abodes as we make our pilgrimage toward our permanent home with God above.

P.S. – Sister Polk “threatened me twice.” On a prior visit in a previous year, I photographed the Polk bootjack outside their home. She warned me of items not to photograph and include in my blog. “You better not put __________ in your blog, and I don’t want to see __________ in your blog either!”😉

Thought Better of It

Posted September 22, 2016 by Louis Rushmore
Categories: At the Office


I had planned to attend to lawn care at my residence today – overdue, and if it were for the hot, dry weather lately, I’d be looking at a hayfield instead of attempting to bring order to an unruly yard. I thought better of it – or convinced myself otherwise. My back was already hurting, and yard work certainly would only aggravate it some more.

I persuaded myself that it was more important to tend to some duties at the office. Most of my work is done sitting at a desk or behind a steering wheel or standing in an assembly or a classroom to preach or to teach. Wednesday, September 21, 2016, I completed amendments to the four teenage class books on which I have been working in collaboration with others for many months. Then, I sent the files electronically to the FTP server of a printing company in Hong Kong. I followed the directions of my associates in this project to let out the printing for 1,500 copies of each of the quarterly booklets. The cost for such a venture will hover around $10,000, but the price for the full-color, glossy paper production is enough less than having them printed stateside to go overseas with that bid. Literally, this literature will ride a slow boat from China to the USA before traveling by rail and truck halfway across this country to us.

Still, such an undertaking is not as simple as depressing a key on a computer keyboard to tell a desktop printer to print. Especially overseas printing and shipping is more nearly like a dance until all of the details are accomplished to the satisfaction of all parties – us as the publisher and the printing company.

In addition, I started the dance with a nearby printing company half an hour north of Winona for printing some reminder postcards pertaining to subscriptions to The Voice of Truth International. We have not used this printer before and are happy to find it and explore the possibilities for various kinds of printing and the costs. Presently, depending what it is and what the current price quotations are, we print various things in Minnesota, Kansas, Michigan, Pennsylvania, Louisiana, Hong Kong, India, Nepal, Nigeria and Ghana. Betty added Mississippi by printing her 2-page newsletter in Grenada, MS. (Who can believe a mere two pages from an infamous tome writer?)

Speaking of dancing (figuratively), I drove my moving wreck back to Greenwood, the city, the scene of the carnage, and dropped it off at a dealership. Tomorrow finally, an insurance adjuster is supposed to pass judgment on the jalopy so maybe I can move forward on either having it repaired or to trade it in for a working model.

To my chagrin, the car dealership employee who made arrangements with me yesterday to meet him and exchange my auto for a rental wasn’t there. It was his day off! An hour and a half later, though, I drove off the car lot in rented car that smelled very much like a dirty ashtray. Even when I put groceries in the trunk following Bible class, the truck smelled strongly like a smoke-filled bar. A heavy application of spray air freshener plus three air freshener clips attached to the air vents and I was able to tolerate the odor.

Tomorrow, we will have guest workers – volunteers – to help Betty process her newsletter for mailing. I will probably help carry some of the supplies and completed work about the office and warehouse. In addition, I need to move some stock (boxes of books) around to make ready for the arrival of Volume 89 of The Voice of Truth International, maybe as early as next week. I also need to move the things pulled from my wrecked vehicle so the space where they are lying now can be used for incoming The Voice of Truth International.

I’m getting older and uglier by the day; my arthritis has been agitated by the fender bender (i.e., reshaping of the back of my van, courtesy of the front end of a pickup truck and its driver who vanished into the dark of night in the hit and run). Betty Choate fell and injured her shoulder to the extent she is anticipating surgery. Jerry with his aching back is traipsing about India at the moment. What a motley crew we are, nevertheless, fully engaged in serving our Lord stateside and abroad through various avenues of communication. Please remember us in your prayers.

Oh, by the way, late tonight I finished another PowerPoint presentation in preparation for the Gospel meeting next week in which I will be speaking. The material should also prove useful overseas in October and November as I leave my footprints in various Asian countries.

As Long as I Draw Breath

Posted September 19, 2016 by Louis Rushmore
Categories: At the Office, Back at the House, Gospel Meeting

Today (Monday, September 19, 2016), I prepared 125 letters with enclosures and mailed them. They were sent to congregations of the Lord’s church in several states to apprise them of my impending trip to Myanmar and India. In the letter, I requested prayers, encouragement and financial participation. I am looking forward to being with Christian friends in Asia once more.

I also packaged and shipped several parcels of tracts and books. In addition, I copied receipts and filled out medical paperwork relating to my car accident to send back to the insurance company.

Twelve days have passed since my car and I were rear-ended at a traffic light, and my insurance company by its unresponsiveness and lack of any progress has heightened my frustration level all the way up to my eyeballs. (Please, no more opportunities to acquire additional patience.)

I really may have to rethink my decades-old relationship with this company since it appears to be a whole lot more willing to take premiums from me for renter’s and auto insurances and car loan premiums than it is to awaken from its zombie-like, deadened posture to perform due diligence in its contractual responsibilities. It appears that I need to act like the oppressed widow of Luke 18 on a near daily basis just to rouse those rascals from their slumber. The only problem with that is that for nearly two weeks now, each time I call (they never call me), I get a different claim’s person with a completely different and contradictory batch of instructions and information. It’s even more incredulous when in a single phone call with the same person that the specialist on the other end of the phone line contradicts himself or herself. How do they stay in business?

Tonight, I prepared “Thank You” cards to acknowledge and show appreciation to donors who sent funds last week for my efforts to serve our Lord Jesus Christ stateside and abroad. A little this morning and mostly this evening, there’s the ever present household duties – “I’m my own maid, chief cook and bottle washer.” One day this week – maybe – if I feel up to it and my back doesn’t bother me too much, I just might get to the yard work that’s been calling my name for a couple of weeks or so now.

Life goes on until it doesn’t. In the meantime, there are things to do, not the least of which is to seek opportunities to serve our Lord. This includes making preparation for an upcoming Gospel meeting as well as for my trek overseas in about a month. If the world still turns on the morrow – and I do too, I hope to apply myself in an honorable way before my God and each day as long as I draw breath.

Batesville, Mississippi

Posted September 12, 2016 by Louis Rushmore
Categories: Preaching Appointments


The Batesville, MS Church of Christ and I become more familiar with each other the more often I visit it to acquaint these brethren with my foreign missionary labors. Once a year, it is my good pleasure to make such a visit, and last night (9/11/16) was my appointment for this year. A few days ago while I was having a bite to eat in Grenada, MS, a Christian brother from Batesville happened upon me and bought my supper.

Sunday night, I made my PowerPoint presentation about my 2015 Asia and 2016 South American mission trips. Very few in the audience suffered jetlag and fell asleep! Several brethren were not only very welcoming but also encouraging.

Monday, I was moving slowly due to a restless night with a backache from my Wednesday night auto accident. At the office, I packaged three book orders, and subsequently I mailed them. I prepared and made a bank deposit from funds received Sunday. I drove to Grenada, MS to get price quotes from and to inquire about a printing company that we have not previously used. I prepared for mailing “Thank You” cards for money received Sunday and for the scans of checks received at my sponsoring congregation, the Siwell Road Church of Christ in Jackson, MS.

Regarding my wrecked car, I find myself in a quandary. I am hamstrung between my insurance company insisting that I use its designated estimator at a local collision repair shop and an automobile dealer. There’s around $5,000 difference between the two regarding the cost of repairs, owing to two things. The local shop will use “recycled” (i.e., junkyard salvage) parts and the dealership will use new parts. In addition, the local shop did not disclose the cost of labor in its estimate. Theoretically, I can opt to have my car repaired at a place of my choosing, but the insurance company with its checkbook is trying to force me to go the cheap route. On top of that, the local shop wants a month to repair the car! All of that considered, I want to trade the automobile, but the insurance company is complicating any consideration of that. Even if I repair the car, it will be depreciated by $2,500 just because it was in an accident. All of this, the result of being the last car in a line of cars at a red light when someone drove a pickup truck into the back of my van, and then fled first in the vehicle before abandoning it and fleeing on foot. Ah, such is life, plenty of opportunities to refine one’s patience and perseverance.