Sunday Morning Preaching
On April the 25th there will be a Varner’s Drive-In reunion. To us teenagers in the 50s Varner’s was always a place to find friends hanging out, it was a way of life.
In the parking lot there were a lot of drinking and some fist fights. Everybody was always out to have a good time.
I was thinking about Varner’s yesterday. I remembered next door to the drive-in was a big vacant lot, which is presently the parking lot of Burlington Clothing Store. That was usually where the fights took place, in knee high weeds.
Once in the vacant lot Oral Roberts and company moved in their “big top” revival tent and had a healing revival. That was a bad choice for a location.
Some teenagers hanging out sitting on fenders at Varner’s sung:
Oral, Oral – He’s our man!
If he can’t cure us,
One teenager limped inside the tent with crutches he somehow got ahold of. I think it was Jimmy Pat Presley, I forgot who for sure. When Oral cast his healing power on him he jumped up and ran out laughing.
Yesterday evening I talked to Debbie who remembered the Oral Roberts Crusade very well. She told me she knew of a girl who was terminally ill. She was expected to die anytime. Her parents carried her to Oral and he healed her and as far as she knows the girl is still alive today.
He or she who laughs last,
Laughs lastly…. right?