He was not actually my uncle. He was a cousin in the family but I called him “Uncle Gus” because in those days young people always addressed their elders with a title. So, you said “Mr.” or …
He was not actually my uncle. He was a cousin in the family but I called him “Uncle Gus” because in those days young people always addressed their elders with a title. So, you said “Mr.” or “Miss” or if someone was too close for that formality, you called them “Uncle” or “Aunt” or an appropriate title.
In those days, I never thought about it. He was just always “Uncle Gus.”
He was more than a relative. He was a friend, supporter and encourager.
He was an adult when he gave his life to the Lord and started to serve Him. But once he started, He served the Lord with all his heart and total dedication.
As a young man in high school, I knew I was directly called by the Lord to preach. When Uncle Gus heard this, he strongly encouraged me to pursue my call from the Lord and to prepare myself to preach my Gospel.
He helped me as I enrolled in the college sponsored by our church denomination.
After my freshman year and just before I went back to college for my sophomore year, I went to him to discuss a serious issue. I was getting many invitations to preach on weekends but I had no way to get to the churches that invited me.
He told me to find a car that would fit my needs and he would help me. When I found the car I needed, he told me to give him the payment book and he would take care of it. He made the payments on my first car and I used it many times to travel to preaching appointments. That year, I drove to churches in north Georgia, South and North Carolina and even Kentucky to preach the Gospel.
Uncle Gus gave me my first car. He shared in everything I accomplished for the Lord as I drove that car thousands of miles keeping preaching appointments.
Today I am thankful for his investment in my life and ministry. I write this as a memorial to Uncle Gus.
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