All language subtitles for The Waltons s04e01 The Sermon.eng

So much of what we learned
in those early years

was rooted in that
small schoolhouse

on Walton's Mountain.

I remember it warmly and well

along with our teacher,
Miss Rosemary Hunter.

And long after
I left her school,

Miss Hunter figured prominently

in a special time of learning
for my mother and for me,

a time when each of us searched

for that most elusive
of persons, one's own self.

Hurry up, you slowpokes.

We're coming, Ben.

-Bye-bye, Miss Hunter.
-Bye!

What makes you think
I'm finished with you today?

-Aren't you?
-Not till I get to your house.

-Are you walking home with us?
-Wanna talk to your mother.

-It's very important.
-She might not be home.

-You crazy, Jim-Bob?
-Mom most always is home.

It might be a long walk
for nothing.

I'll just have
to take that chance.

-Well, see you at home, then.
-Bye.

-You and Mama got a secret?
-Not yet.

You're not gonna tell us,
are you, Miss Hunter?

I just wanna talk
to your mother.

Yeah, well, I'm glad you're
walking home with us anyway.

Mama! Mama!

Miss Hunter is here.

-Rosemary, how nice to see you.
-Hello, Olivia.

She's got something
very important to tell you.

Yes, and I'd like it
to be private.

Well, that's kind of hard
to manage around here.

You girls take in the
laundry basket when you go.

-Can't we stay?
-No.

I knew she wouldn't tell us.

It's nice over
by Drucilla's Pond.

Something private
and very important.

We've set the wedding date,
Matthew and I.

This Sunday right after church.

Oh, Rosemary, how wonderful!

I can hardly believe it,
even when I hear myself say it.

-I'm so happy for you.
-I'm so happy for me.

But this Sunday? I thought you'd
to wait till school was out.

I know. We thought so, too.

But last night, we began
to ask ourselves why.

But, Olivia,
part of it depends on you.

On me?

You see, we can't have
a honeymoon

unless you could take over
my classes while we're away.

Oh, my goodness, I don't know.

It's just a little
over a week, is all.

Well, I'd have to talk
to John and Grandma.

She'd have to pitch in to
the house more than she does.

I can't think who I could
turn to if you can't.

And there really
isn't very much time.

Of course, I know
what John's gonna say,

"Sure, Liv, if you want to."

And Grandma might
sputter a little,

but I know she'd
probably want me to,

so I guess there's really
no excuse to say no.

Oh, thank you, Olivia.
Thank you!

Jason, if you're gonna practice
on the road all the time,

why don't you
take up the ukulele?

You ought to be lucky I decided
not to practice the piano.

-Hey, Reverend, how are you?
-Hey, Reverend.

John-Boy.

Jason, how are things
at the conservatory?

-First rate, thank you.
-Which do you prefer by now?

Playing for barn dances
or picking the classics?

Still picking and grinning,
I reckon.

Grandpa says, "You can take
a boy out of the country,

"but you can't take the country
out of the boy."

John-Boy, may I have a moment
with you outside, please?

Certainly. Excuse me.

You got yourself working, I see.

It stays ahead of me,
but I try.

Yeah?

You know, you're almost
an answer to prayer.

I find that hard to believe.

You praying that I'd help you
with the yard work?

-No, nothing so small as that.
-Yeah?

John-Boy, Rosemary and I are
to be married next Sunday.

Miss Hunter and you? Oh, that's
wonderful. Congratulations.

Thank you very much.
I know you mean it.

You know, I've always
thought the world of her.

-Next Sunday, huh?
-Right after church.

An old friend
from Charleston,

Will Ewing, is coming
to perform the service.

-That's nice.
-Yes, yes, it is.

But Will can't return for the
sermon on the following Sunday.

What are you gonna do?
Give everybody the day off?

I'm asking you to take over
the service for me, John-Boy.

What?

I've given it a lot of prayerful
thought. You're my answer.

You mean, preach the sermon?
Me? I... But I...

I'm flattered, but I couldn't
do that. I'd be so inadequate.

I think it's the word "sermon"
that's bothering you.

It's a lot like writing,
John-Boy.

They're both just thoughts
expressed in words.

But those thoughts
and those words,

standing in front
of people and saying them...

You'll just be
talking to friends.

I don't know.
I have to think about it.

Well, don't take too long.
I need an answer soon.

-See you later, Jason.
-Yep.

Daddy.

-Hi, John-Boy.
-Where's Daddy?

Down by the mill. Mama's down
there now. Think I'm in trouble.

You think you're in trouble?
When I'm in trouble, I know it.

Well, Miss Hunter came and took
Mama off and talked to her.

Now Mama's down talking to Daddy

all because I haven't
written my theme yet.

Why haven't you written
your theme yet?

It's supposed to be about
my favorite person,

I don't have one.

Wait a minute. I thought
I was your favorite person.

You're impossible, Jim-Bob.

-Sure, Liv, if you want to.
-I told Rosemary you'd say that.

Why'd you ask me, then?

To prove I was right. I'm glad
they're getting married.

Make a nice couple.

It's gonna be kind of exciting,
teaching school.

Yeah. It'll be a change
for you anyway.

Think I'll be any good at it?

Sure, Liv, if you want to.

You two sure look pleasant.

We just had some pleasant news.

Miss Hunter and Reverend
Fordwick are...

Getting married next Sunday.
I know.

Who told you?

The Reverend waved me down
and told me about it.

You gonna tell him your news?

Miss Hunter wants me
to teach school

while they're
on their honeymoon.

That's real nice. You'll
probably be real good at it.

What's the matter with you?

Well, Reverend sort of asked me
to take over the church service

that he's gonna miss
while he's away.

You mean preach a sermon?

Well, no, you know, talk...

Yeah, preach a sermon, I told
him I've to think about it.

It's a little
out of my line.

Why, you're gonna be
just wonderful,

and don't you dare
think anything different.

-Can't wait to go tell Grandma.
-Don't do that.

I thought we could
talk about it, at least.

We can talk about it.

Well, I wouldn't know
what to say.

That sort of thing has been
very far away from my thoughts.

I wouldn't know what
to do about that.

If the Reverend
asked you to preach, Son,

he must think you have
something to say.

If you do have
something to say, say it.

I wish it was that simple.

Maybe you're making
something harder than it is.

Daddy, you could probably
count the number of times

you've been in church
on the fingers of your hands.

If you'll forgive me
for saying it,

that hardly makes you
an expert on preaching.

You got a point there, Son.

But there's no use trying
to be somebody you're not

or trying to say something
you don't believe.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

I don't know if I can bear
the joy of it.

John-Boy preaching?

Standing there on the pulpit
and us all looking up at him,

I never pictured that.

Livie, what would you give if
John-Boy had the call to preach?

I'm so happy now,
I don't dare think about that.

I'm gonna pray on it.

John-Boy,

I'm just so full of pride
and love for you.

Well, I wanna deserve that.
I'm gonna do my best.

I know you will, and I'm gonna
help you all I can.

Well, thank you.

We're looking forward
to next Sunday, John-Boy.

Indeed we are.

I can remember Papa speaking
at the church on one occasion.

Well, that's an occasion that
should be forgotten, Sister.

Papa was asked to leave
the services prematurely.

Why is that?

The church had taken a stand
for prohibition.

Prohibition against what,
Sister?

The spirits of some sort,
Sister.

Of course, you wouldn't
understand.

Well, at any rate, we're looking
forward to a splendid sermon.

Good.

Here they come!

Hurray!

Here they come!

-Happy honeymoon!
-Happy honeymoon!

Happy honeymoon!

-Happy honeymoon!
-Happy honeymoon!

-Have a nice trip!
-Happy honeymoon!

Happy honeymoon!

What a happy day!

-Bye-bye.
-Bye.

I understand he's a fine boy.
I see him in church on Sunday.

But he's still just a boy.

I mean, what's he know
about preaching the gospel?

I can't think of anything he'd
have to say worth listening to.

As a sermon, I mean.

Because he doesn't...

How are you doing
on your sermon?

Right now, I'm somewhere between
the devil and the Red Sea,

and I don't know
which way to turn.

You'll find your way.

How about you?
You all excited about tomorrow?

I'm excited, and I'm scared.

It seems like you couldn't feel
both ways at once, but I do.

That's called ambivalence.

What do you take for it?

What are you scared of?

How to act, tests and papers,
what to wear, what to say.

You've done things before
that you were scared of.

That's not like you.

But right now,
it's exactly like me.

I'm sure Miss Hunter left some
schedule of things for you.

Yeah, and it all looks very
simple all put down on paper.

All you have to do
is just do there

what you've been
doing here for years.

John-Boy, all I've been doing
here for the past 20 years

is having babies
and pouring coffee.

You've brought all of those
babies up from grade to grade,

I'm sure you've read those
textbooks so many times

you know them by heart.
You're gonna do fine.

Well, you're very comforting.

Does my heart good to see a son
of mine studying the Bible.

Well, I'm trying.

It's the best source book
I know.

I've all the faith
in the world in you.

Thank you, Mama.

Here's the horde.

-Bye-bye, Grandma.
-Bye, Grandpa.

-Have a nice day, everyone!
-Bye-bye.

Come on, scoot, scoot, scoot.

And don't slam the door!

I feel like I'm leaving
you with such a mess.

I have the whole silent morning,
the work will keep me company.

-Thanks.
-I wish you well.

-Good luck.
-Bye-bye, Livie.

I feel like I'm
leaving home for good.

Carry your books, ma'am?

I don't think
I know you well enough.

Have you decided
on your sermon, John-Boy?

Not yet, Grandma.

I know not every word.
I understand that.

But I mean the subject.
What are you gonna talk about?

Well, I don't really know yet.

John-Boy, may I suggest you take
a firm stand against sin?

Sin, that goes a long way
with the Baptists.

He's right, now.

Now, you mind, I said
I'd help you all I can.

Okay, I'll remember it,
Grandma. Thank you.

Good-bye.

Hey! Don't leave without me.

Where's his mind these days?

Wait a minute!

In the heavens!

Now, old man, you encourage him
in this, you hear?

You help him to think right.

Well, you'll find a way, Esther.

I'm gonna write down all my
thoughts, as they come to me.

Well,

I'm glad to see you all.

And I'm glad
we all know each other,

so there's no need
for introductions.

Now, let's all do our best
for Miss Hunter...

I mean, Mrs. Fordwick.

-Mrs. Walton.
-Yes, Martha Rose.

You and Mr. Walton had
a honeymoon, didn't you?

Why, yes, we did.

We went to Virginia Beach
just last year.

Well, why did you wait
till you were so old?

You're such a pain,
Martha Rose.

That'll do, Mary Ellen.

Now, you were all reading
your themes aloud.

Martha Rose,
why don't you read yours?

Well, I did mine last week,
Mrs. Walton,

and I already got a B on it.

Don't talk to her like that,
don't laugh at her, either.

Just 'cause she's your mother.
She's still just a substitute.

You better take that back!

-Everybody knows...
-Martha Rose...

-Girls!
-Shut up!

Girls, now stop that.

She doesn't have
to act that way.

You're not helping things,
Mary Ellen.

You are not, Mary Ellen.

Now sit down, both of you.
That's enough of that.

This is just not helping,
Mary Ellen.

Children, cut it out. Children.

Children!

Jim-Bob, let's hear your theme.

I don't have one.

What do you mean,
you don't have one?

I just don't.

Then you will stay
after school until you do.

-Professor Ranney.
-John.

Yes, sir?

I can only hope you've
checked out something

that will elevate your
trigonometry average.

Well, actually,
no, not this time.

Comparative Religion,

Philosophy of Ethics,
Introduction to Religion.

-And Selected Writingsof...
-Goethe.

You haven't changed your major,
have you, John?

No, no, this is just a little
something extracurricular.

Let me commend two volumes
to you by Nielsen.

They're not heavy at all,
and they're very curricular.

Oh, good.

Logarithmic and
Trigonometric Tables

and the other titled
simply Trigonometry.

Thank you.

-Hi, Daddy. Hi, Grandpa.
-Hi, Grandpa. Hi, Granny.

-Hey.
-Hi.

Where's your teacher?

She made Jim-Bob
stay after school,

she had to stay with him.

-What did he do?
-Well, it's what he didn't do.

We're supposed to write a theme
few weeks ago, but he didn't.

So when Mama asked him
to read his, well...

Here, Pa. Give us a hand, Son.

Hoister.

Something especially tough
about this theme?

Not that I know of.

We all had a different
subject to write about,

Jim-Bob had to write
about his favorite person.

He keeps on saying
he doesn't have one.

That sounds like
a flimsy excuse to me.

He better get himself
a favorite person.

Well, Mama says he has to stay
at school until he does.

-Got it, Pa?
-Yeah.

Mama has to stay
after school with Jim-Bob,

so I'm supposed to help you.

Grandma?

Oh, Erin, hello.
What is it, dear?

I have to help you get supper.

No, supper's most ready.
I won't need your help.

What I would like is
a little quiet around here

to do what I'm doing.

It's an awful lot of writing.

Yeah, it's all to help
John-Boy with his sermon.

I've been thinking, Grandma.

What does John-Boy know
about preaching a sermon?

Likely not a great deal.
Well, that's why I'm doing this.

Here. You read that one.

"Put away from me
a forward mouth."

Looking out that window is not
gonna put words on your paper.

I don't know why I had to get
this dumb assignment anyway.

I'm probably the only person
in the whole world

that doesn't have
a favorite person.

I can't change it. You'll
just have to think of someone.

One thing about Miss Hunter,
she tries to help you,

talks to you, asks you stuff,

and the first thing you know,
you're thinking.

I am not Miss Hunter.

You're sure not.

-Hey, Sister.
-Hi, Jason.

-Hi, Reverend Walton.
-Every guy needs a funny sister.

When do I get
to hear your sermon?

Maybe Sunday. Maybe never.

John-Boy.

I saw you drive up. Could you
come in for a minute, please?

-Okay, sure.
-It won't take long.

Now,

you just sit there and make out
like you're in church.

Alright.

"For dust thou art, and unto
dust shalt thou return!"

You see, that way you get
their attention right off,

and that's very important.

Yeah, it sure works.

Yeah.

"For dust thou art, and unto
dust shalt thou return."

You remember when God
got so mad at Adam

and all that commotion
about Adam and Eve

and eating the forbidden fruit?

-I remember.
-Yeah.

Well, I thought you might like
to talk against original sin.

And...

Well, it goes on from there,
you know.

And that all that begetting
went on for the longest time

until they peopled the earth.

And you know what people are.

Yeah, and...

"And God saw the wickedness..."

Excuse me.

"And God saw that the wickedness
of man was great on the earth,

"and all the imaginations
of his thought,

"of his heart was nothing
but evil continually."

And... Well, I skipped
a verse there.

"And God said,
I will destroy man

"who I have created
from the face of the earth."

Except Noah.
Now, he walked with God.

You're still in Genesis,
aren't you?

Yeah, well, then came the flood,
the ark, the animals,

and then all that begetting
started again.

So I skipped.

Yeah.

"If thou will do evil..."
Here it goes again.

Don't you do that
on the pulpit, you hear?

"If thou do which is evil,
be afraid!"

Now evil is one of those words
you can drive home.

And vengeance is another one.

"Vengeance is mine, saith the...

"Vengeance is mine, I shall
repay, saith the Lord!"

It's all here for you, John-Boy.

Study it and...

Well, you know, I've listened
to the Gospel most all my life.

When I was a girl, we used
to go to "protracted meetings,"

where the preaching
went on for a whole week.

And sometimes, we had a dozen
preachers in or more.

Reverend Fordwick is alright,

but I like those
old-time preachers.

And what I did was,

I just took the best of
everything they said and...

And well, I've put it
down for you.

Well, they're for you, John-Boy.

Thank you.

Did you hurt your hand?

Well, it'll work out. It's...

You know, maybe you ought
to practice that, that pounding,

because there must be a knack
in doing it right.

I will.

Grandpa.

"For in her tongue
is the law of kindness."

Proverbs, 31, Verse 20...

-Six.
-Six, yes.

All about a virtuous woman.

For her price is far above
that of rubies.

Thank you, Zeb.

You two plan to spend the night?

We don't seem
to have any plan here.

-It's time to come home, Liv.
-I'd rather walk home.

Do some thinking
while you're walking.

First day didn't go
too good, huh?

Any day I lose my temper
is not a good day.

I'm so ashamed.

Something must've happened
to start you off.

It seems like
a lot of things happened.

And when I called on Jim-Bob,
it was almost a cry for help.

And he failed you, huh?

It felt that way.

He's been sitting here telling
me how understanding Rosemary is

and how I'm not
the least bit like her.

You'll feel better
when you get home, Liv.

I'm mighty glad to see you.

Seems like a long,
long time since this morning.

* Oh He walks with me
and He talks with me *

* He tells me I am His own *

John-Boy.

Come on. Open up
the windows of your mind,

and let the cooling breeze
blow right through.

I'm sure trying.

You don't have to try
up here, John-Boy.

Sit down.
It'll take care of itself.

I tell you, Grandma's
sure working hard for me.

Yes, in her own sweet way.

You know, she's always had her
own way with the man upstairs.

The Lord Almighty has been
mighty patient with her, too.

No, no, I understand
what she's been saying,

and she certainly is a fine
woman. It...

I don't know if I could...

Don't know if I could do it with
that hellfire and brimstone...

-No.
-No.

I'm inclined to let
the good Lord

take care of the
big things in life.

I don't wanna bother him
with little small things.

Let him take care of the wars
and the depressions

and the famines and floods,
catastrophes

and life and death.

And me, I... You know,
I really only go to church

because of the hymn singing.

* Oh Beulah Land
sweet Beulah Land *

* As on the highest mount
I stand *

* I look away.. *

You do pray to him,
don't you?

Oh, yes, yes. Yes, of course
I pray in my own fashion,

in thanks and gratitude.

We recognize one another.

Yes, I know he's always around
somewhere listening.

You know, I enjoy most of all

listening to him
when I'm out fishing

or sometimes when the old woman
is haranguing me.

And then I listen to him,

and I go about things
in my own fashion.

I know what you mean.

But, well, like the way I feel
about something, it's...

It's so much of a feeling.
It's such a personal thing.

It's hard to make it come out
as a statement, a fact or...

-You know what I mean?
-Yes, I know.

Some of those spellbinding
preachers,

they can get in the way
of your feelings.

-Oh, yes.
-I've heard them on the radio.

"Repent! Repent!

"You'll fall into the deepest,
darkest abyss

-"of corruption and infamy."
-I know.

"Repent! Repent or perish!"

Grandma must've known
a whole passel of those.

Yeah.

They do know the right
and wrong of it, I just...

But they are men, you know.
Just men like the rest of us.

And you...

You know that man was only
created by God on the sixth day.

He created everything else,
you know.

Heavens, the stars,
the infinite spaces,

the grasses, the herbs,
trees, animals.

And he invented man.

And he had to rest a full day
for his labor.

He did all that before man.

That oughta give us an idea
in the scheme of things

just where man belongs.

Along with everything.

* And He walks with me
and He talks with me *

* And He tells me
I am His own *

Mama in here?

No, last time I saw her,
she was downstairs with Jim-Bob.

Are you reading all those books?

Trying to. Most of it.

Now, if you're gonna
read all that,

you'll be talking
so much Sunday,

I'll be hard put to stay awake.

-I just want it to be good.
-Why won't it be good?

I don't know. I...

I've been to
Reverend Fordwick's sermons,

he always seems to have
something thoughtful to say.

Knows just what
and how to say it.

Reverend Fordwick's been
studying preaching for years.

I know. How am I supposed
to be a preacher in a week?

There's no way you can become
a preacher in one week.

At least I'd like to be
what people expect me to be,

but I don't know what that is.
They want something different.

Even in these books here,
I don't know who to please.

You know, maybe it's time
you put away these books,

stop listening to everybody
including your Grandma,

get real quiet and figure out
how you feel.

You got a way with words.

Once you know how
you feel about things,

it'll come out real good.

You're right.

Ma's having her problems, too.

She's not Miss Hunter,
but she's a pretty good teacher.

I bet you come up
with a good sermon.

Hey, wait up.

Neither one of them
is gonna give in.

He's been writing something.

Yeah.

"My favorite person
is parts of a lot of people.

"If you put them together,
they'd be swell.

"Orville and Wilbur Wright,
on account of the airplane.

"Grandpa, the way he laughs
and makes you laugh.

"John-Boy is a good big brother

"when he doesn't treat me
like a little brother.

"Mama's pretty and nice mostly
when she's just being a mama.

"And then Daddy,

"the way you can go to him and
ask and always get an answer."

Over there in the shade
of those trees.

We'll be a lot more
comfortable there.

Good idea.

Alright, now, everybody
form a half-circle here.

-You alright, Elizabeth?
-Yeah.

-Lots cooler here, Mrs. Walton.
-Seems so to me.

Feel that breeze, children?

Now, let's get on
with our lesson.

You all remember
we were talking about

the Virginia Convention and...

Martha Rose, what is it?

Well, I don't have to sit on
the ground with everybody else.

No, you don't.

You can stand there,
or lean against that tree,

or you can sit on
that log over there,

but what you can't do
is disrupt the class.

Now, when you two
have finished giggling,

we'll get on with our lesson.

This will be your good deed
for the day, John-Boy.

Another star in your crown.

Well, shall I put these
in the back?

-Yes.
-Thank you.

One and two.

-Thank you.
-You're very welcome.

Dare we ask how
the sermon is coming?

Well, I'm a little bit
nervous about it.

Sister and I have
every faith in you.

We do understand, John-Boy.

It is a grave responsibility,

and your experience at preaching
must certainly be limited,

to say the least.

I agree.

Afternoon, Mrs. Brimmer.

Oh, John-Boy, ladies.

Nice, warm afternoon.

A bit stifling, though.
Try not to overdo.

I will.

About the nervousness
you mentioned...

Well, it's not really
nervousness.

I just don't seem to be able
to get my ideas organized.

Sometimes, when one is
on edge, so to speak,

a bit of the recipe
has the most quieting effect.

Why, Sister,

I've always found the recipe
more stimulating than quieting.

I can't agree with you, Sister.

It was very quieting
to me the last time

I recited at the
Shelley Society.

And as I recall,
you were quite good, Miss Emily.

Thank you. I was told so
by many in attendance.

Well, you can always
trust the recipe.

-Yes, well...
-Well...

-I'll get the door for you.
-Thank you, John-Boy.

You're welcome. Just one minute.
I'll get the door for you.

I don't know. It sounds to me
like Olivia's got a good idea,

teaching those kids outside
where the air's stirring around.

Well, in the school where I
attended, there was discipline.

We were made to sit in our seats
like a little row of soldiers.

You'd think she was
having a picnic.

Well, it's revolutionary,
there's no questioning that.

Exactly my feeling,
revolutionary.

Another of those modern
educational frills.

Well, now, we don't actually
know that she was teaching.

You weren't close to hear what
she was talking about, were you?

I mean, what do you think
she was talking about?

Well, I'm sure I wouldn't know.
I wouldn't eavesdrop, you know.

Well, you know, I was surprised

when I heard that they had
asked Olivia to teach.

My goodness, I have more
of an education than she has.

-Corabeth, I...
-Well, you know I have.

And discipline is another thing.

That's the word I was trying
to think of, "discipline."

-Why, she has no more...
-Why, John-Boy, my goodness!

Just getting my
mother's order here.

Yeah, got it right here
for you, John-Boy.

I imagine you're hard at work
on your sermon, John-Boy.

We... All of us imagine you are.

Seems to me I get new ideas
for it all the time.

The sound of that machine
makes things seem even hotter.

Everything about this day, Pa,
makes it seem hotter.

Yeah.

-It's always cooler up there.
-Yes.

I've never known a day

when there wasn't an easy breeze

blowing up there
on Walton's Mountain.

Pa, let's close up shop.

Whatever Ma's got cooking
for supper,

we'll eat up there
on that mountain.

-Come on!
-Hallelujah!

Grandma.

-Yeah, honey?
-Be careful, it's heavy.

Remember?

That chicken should be covered.

Stop that. Put it back.

Here you go, Grandma.

John-Boy, how's the
sermon coming?

-You boys are pigs!
-Now they got it.

-Set the table.
-Okay.

And get the knives.

You feeling tired?

Everyone seems to think so.
They won't let me help much.

-How's it coming along?
-Much better.

Hot as sin, of course, but a lot
easier than the first day.

Yeah, it'll get easier
and easier as you go along.

How's your work coming?

Well, it's... It's coming
pretty slowly actually.

Mostly it's just the thoughts.

I've got to sift
them out in my mind

and sort them out
and organize them.

I've gotta have some reason to
stand and talk to those people,

and they've gotta have some
reason to sit there and listen.

-It's coming.
-I knew it would.

It's like him to think of coming
up here for supper.

Yeah, he comes up here
every chance he gets.

Feel that breeze.

I can feel the ragged edges
just smoothing away.

Land and the pine trees
is a sermon in itself, alright.

It's the summing up
that's hard for me.

Daddy!

Honey, you broke it, huh?
Or it broke itself.

Let's see here.
Oh, yeah, I see.

I hope her problems
are always that small.

I hope he's always there
to solve them.

There it is.

-Thank you.
-Alright, baby.

-Hey, Daddy.
-What?

Can we go down to the creek?

I used to hunt frogs
down there.

-Yeah.
-We'll get some frogs.

We eat in sometime,
don't be long.

-Thanks, Daddy.
-Thanks, Dad.

Catch any big ones,
you gotta eat them.

Be right back.

It's my turn.

What you been doing?

Admiring the view.

Something to see, isn't it?

Something wrong?

Liv, I can hardly wait for these
hard times to be over,

and we can start
building our house.

Once that house is built,
I bet I don't get anything done.

Probably just stand here
staring off into all this space.

We can just put windows
all across the front.

No use shutting out this view.

We are standing on
the front porch, aren't we?

No.

Now you are.

You just made
our living room bigger.

It was a little skimpy,
didn't you think?

Now I'm gonna have
to get new furniture.

Anything you want,
me and the boys will build you.

New benches around the kitchen
table with nice soft cushions.

Now, there's my dream.

Gonna need two or three extra
benches for the grandchildren.

You build it,
the kids will fill it.

It's gonna be a fine house,
Liv, someday.

I think it already is.

We're keeping it out, Grandma.

Thought you'd have
the table set by now.

-It is.
-They can get the plates.

-Get them together.
-Don't wanna set them down.

"Like my heart beats for you..."
How does that poem go?

Tell me how that poem goes.
"My heart beats for you..."

* In spite of dungeon *

* Fire and sword *

* O how our hearts *

* Beat high with joy *

* Whene'er we hear *

* That glorious word *

* Faith of our fathers *

* Holy faith *

* We will be true *

* To thee till death *

* Faith of our fathers *

* Holy faith *

* We will be true *

* To thee till death *

* Amen **

You may be seated.

Today is Sunday,

and once again, we are
privileged to come together

in the warmth and the fellowship
of the house of our Lord.

I think this morning,
all of our thoughts

are with our Reverend Fordwick
and his bride Rosemary

as they start their
new life together.

And I'm sure that our prayers
are with them also

that their new life
may be a happy one.

What does a young man know?

And how does a young man learn?

I don't have to remind you all
that I am not a minister.

And to many of you,

what I have to say
this morning will not

seem like a real sermon.

But Reverend Fordwick asked me
to be here in his absence

and to speak to you,
so I'm gonna try.

While I was preparing
to speak with you this week,

I learned things that
I did not know before,

and I was reminded of some
things that I had forgotten

or at least misplaced
for a time.

And I would like to share
these things with you.

I learned some of the many
different ways

that people have
of worshipping God.

And I think I learned
that everybody,

in his own way,
has a different way.

I don't know the Bible
as well as most of you,

I'm sure that
all of you in here

could quote me back chapter
and verse to prove your belief,

which I might not be able to do.

But I'll bet that if we
really looked into it,

we'd find that each of your
beliefs is in some way different

and special from
everybody else's,

just as you all, as people,

are different and special
from everybody else.

Now, I'm... I go to college.

I'm a college man, I tend
to read a lot of books,

tend to feel that the answers
are gonna be in the books.

So I went to college this week,

I took out a lot of big,
heavy books,

and I looked through them,
and I looked for the answer.

And I found a lot of answers.
I didn't find the answer.

But I also found an answer

in an afternoon walk with my
grandfather on the mountain.

Now, he told me that God
is everywhere all the time

and that all we really have
to do is just acknowledge that

and listen.

I spoke with my grandmother
who knows her gospel,

and she knows the right of it,
and wrong of it

in her own special way.

She is a fine woman.

This week, I didn't have much
chance to talk with my mother

because she was busy herself

and she had things
of her own to do.

I watched her,

and I found out

that the Lord guides her
in her footsteps

in ways that are unique to her,

in ways that make her different
from everybody,

whether it's the way
she tends a sick baby

or the way she chooses
to conduct her class at school.

This week, I looked over the
shoulder of my younger brother,

and I saw these words that he
had written about our father.

"You can always go to him
and ask and get an answer."

Now, you all know
John Walton, our father.

Now, you don't
necessarily know him

from seeing him
in church every Sunday,

but let me tell you that
what Jim-Bob said is right.

You can always go to him
and ask and get an answer,

and he is always there for us.

And just as he has his special
way of being with his family

and giving them his answers,

he also has a special way
of being with his God

and getting answers
from his God.

We are all blessed
by our families

and by our loving friends, who
help us and who give us support.

And we can be daily
examples to each other

and nourish each other
and help each other

in spite of our differences

and also, many times,
because of them.

Just as my earthly father
is always with his family,

so our Father in heaven
is always with his family,

which embraces all of mankind.

And it seems to me
I've learned this week

that our Lord must be very,
very great indeed

to be able to encompass so many
different kinds of feelings

and so many different kinds of
people in his everlasting love.

Will we now turn to hymn
number 335 in the hymnal,

Amazing Grace?

* Amazing Grace *

* How sweet the sound *

* That saved a wretch like me *

* I once was lost *

* But now am found *

* Was blind, but now I see *

* T'was Grace that taught *

* My heart to fear... *

I was never again to stand
in for Reverend Fordwick.

But it was a humbling
experience and a growing time,

one that I learned much from

and have had occasion to recall
many times during my life.

Mama, do I get an A
on my favorite-person theme?

You deserve it, Jim-Bob.

But he wrote about
five favorite persons.

-So I ought to get five As.
-Grabby.

I think you deserve them,
Jim-Bob.

Thanks, Elizabeth.

You stayed after school longer
than anyone else ever did.

You're a champion record-holder.

Goodnight, Elizabeth.

Goodnight, Mama.
Goodnight, Daddy.

Goodnight, honey.

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