It is a Lewis family tradition. Each year around the end of July, we head south to participate. It is a date we put on our calendar early and if at all possible, try to guard against any other conflicts. I go for only a day or two, while Kathy normally tries to stay a few more. I was introduced to this week- long event some 30 years ago when I met Kathy and with very few exceptions, have been attending ever since. Somehow, if you miss it, your summer seems a little cheated. What is it that faithfully draws so many to a hot and dusty (or muddy, if it rains) corner of our state each summer? It is none other than the Neshoba County Fair, appropriately nicknamed “Mississippi’s Giant House Party”. It is a fair complete with exhibits, rodeos, a midway, shows, and FOOD! But what sets this fair apart from others is the cabins. Row after row of them line every available inch of the fair grounds and have been owned by the same families for years. They st arted out rustic and some still are, but many have been renovated or replaced over the years to provide all, if not most, of the comforts of home. Kathy’s mom is from Neshoba County, so we have a family cabin to enjoy each summer. The old cabin her grandfather built years ago was replaced in recent years with a more modern three-story version with enough sleeping quarters to house a small army. Not much privacy, but that is part of the fair experience. It is that word “experience” that leads me to my point for this week’s nook. You cannot explain the fair - you have to experience it. This is also true with the Christian walk. We can talk until we are blue in the face, but until people step out by faith to experience the Lord, they will forever “miss out”. The fair is also a place that you want to experience with family. If you do not know anyone there, or have some connection with a cabin, I’m not sure it would be worth the drive, time, or money to go to these fairgrounds. DeSoto Hills is a family and I trust today that we are helping folks feel connected. It makes all the difference.
Ponderings from Cabin 90,
Bro. James