Roloff family biography poems
Jacob
I wanted to begin all this, the blog as a whole and this individual post, with what I'm feeling absolutely now, not 'now' these past few weeks and not 'now' until I say otherwise, but as I put ink-on-the-paper type of now. Capital N Now. This post is going to be a general .. connecting of thoughts .. on some basic feelings and a basic timeline of my headspace that you'll see echoed in further posts. This should be much like a movie that shows you the last scene, to your confusion, and then begins the story in effect clarifying the bigger picture with necessary context.
My present feelings being the last scene, here I go now and in future posts with context …
The earliest memories I have are some of the most cherished, if not for anything else, the simplicity. The most prevalent memory I have is when all my siblings and I would load up on my dad's Kawasaki Mule — which is essentially an off road golf cart — for a ride around the farm. We would beg him. We would always stop along the way, picking the myriad of fruits to be had around the farm, for my dad to oversee one of his many construction endeavors, or my personal favorite, just for fun. My sister and I were always a pair opposite my twin older brothers and for several summers we would all build rickety forts, as if we were clashing tribes, in any tree we could find, sometime consisting of only three or so 2x4's with a knotted rope to climb up. My brother Zach and I always had the most fun with our collection of G.I. Joes, staging elaborate battles and journeys across the farm, or excitedly chasing them down the nearest stream in their G.I. Joe canoe. By far the silliest and most innocent of these memories coming to mind is that of my dad and I driving around on the Mule, maybe checking on some mole or gopher traps, and eventually ending up at the back of the farm visiting the Magic Apple Tree, tucked away in the forest. The good ones were high up, so he would back the Mul LITTLE People's Tori Roloff wrote about a "broken place" in a sad poem after her miscarriage & feud with her sister-in-law Audrey. The 30-year-old shared the words on her Instagram alongside a photo of herself standing alone in a field. 5 5 The words are song lyrics from Christian music artist, Riley Clemmon's new single, Godsend, who she credits in the post. “I had added it up On Tuesday's episode of the reality show, fans watched Tori and her husband Zach reveal the heartbreaking news of their recent miscarriage. The couple opened up about learning the Tori had miscarried in March where Zach, 31, later admitted they started telling their friends and family about the pregnancy "at week two." Tori explained: "The first couple of weeks I was feeling pretty sick, but then leading up to the doctor's appointment I had been feeling better, which in hindsight, I guess, wasn't a good thing." Zach recalled that they learned about the miscarriage while at the doctor's appointment, which started off pretty "standard." He said the "tone of the room kind of shifted," adding: "You realize maybe something's not right here." After the ultrasound technician left at Tori's doctor entered the room by giving her a huge, t Lester Leo Roloff (June 28, 1914 – November 2, 1982) was an American fundamentalistIndependent Baptist preacher and the founder of teen homes across the American South. The operation of those teen homes (primarily his Rebekah Home for Girls) placed him in the public spotlight. Born of German descent, Roloff was reared in Dawson in Navarro County in east-central Texas. He began preaching at the age of 18. He attended Baylor University in Waco (Roloff is reported to have brought his dairy cow with him to raise tuition funds through the sale of its milk), and later Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary in Fort Worth. After graduation, Roloff began preaching at small country churches in southern Texas before taking on pastoral duties at churches in Houston and later Corpus Christi. In Corpus Christi in 1944, Roloff began his radio show, The Family Altar. The show consists of recordings of his sermons, aired in both 15- and 30-minute programs. Roloff also incorporated singing into his sermons, and would occasionally break into impromptu singing of hymns and/or leading his choir to sing along. Each program has recordings of Roloff singing "When Jesus Comes (One Sat Alone Beside the Highway)" at the beginning and "The Stranger Who Sat by the Sea" (or the congregational hymn "Living by Faith") at the end, accompanied only by organ. In 1950, Roloff was called upon to fill in as preacher at a series of revival meetings in Corpus Christi after the scheduled speaker, B. B. Crim, died. The enthusiastic reaction to Roloff's preaching led him to resign his pastorate and pursue full-time evangelism. Roloff Evangelistic Enterprises was hence incorporated the following year. Roloff preached stridently against homosexuality,communism, television, alcohol, tobacco, drugs, gluttony, and psychology. His strong stands led to disagreements with most of his Southern Baptist b Little People’s Tori Roloff writes about ‘broken place’ in sad poem after miscarriage & feud with sister-in-law Audrey
I had made all my plans
But the road I had paved turned into dust
And I just didn't understand
I prayed for You to show up
I laid my weapons down
Surrendered to Your love
No looking back now
Oh, every closed door, every single sharp thorn
Every answer that didn't make sense
What if maybe
They were just teaching me to depend on
Your strength in the dark days
All my tears got me crying out to You again
What if maybe
Every broken place I've been was a godsend?
A godsend
It was a godsend”Heartbreaking news
A Little Me
Amy was content in her role as a mother, but over time her insecurities set the stage for her strong minded husband to run right over the top of her. Their marriage crumbled incrementally as her spouse chipped away at her confidence and took advantage of her unwillingness to confront him. Divorce was not a word she ever imagined for herself, but this was the painful reality she had to accept when her husband found love with somebody else. Thankfully, Amy found joy as both a mother and grandmother.
Amy's story is compelling and worth reading to understand how little people live fulfilling and productive lives, and have the same relationship problems as other families. However, at times the phrasing was repetitive and the narrative got stuck in a rut. Amy made many references to the importance of her faith in keeping her going, but she never explained how it was meaningful to her. This is something which needed to be fleshed out. Nonetheless, I do recommend this book as a good read.Lester Roloff
Early ministry
The Family Altar
Ministry expands