Whispering Willows began with a homemade peach pie. Who would have thought it? Certainly not Bob or me (Grace), newlyweds returning from our honeymoon with 75 cents in our pocket. Bob was soon to receive a payroll check, but it wasn’t that much. But we were in love and that was enough.
One Sunday morning after church, we invited a visiting missionary couple home for lunch. Though we didn’t have much to offer, we completed our meal with a homemade peach pie for dessert. When our guests realized I had made a pie crust from scratch and used fresh peaches, they were amazed.
Unbeknownst to them, I had been cooking for my family for many years before marriage (unlike many a precious new bride). What sweet fellowship we had, and when the last crumb was missing from their plates and they left our home, Bob and I looked at each other, overwhelmed with what had just transpired in our cozy little place. On that Sunday afternoon on a June day in 1977, a new door of ministry through hospitality had swung open to us.
Address2402 E Peach Rd
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