Back in my days as the voice of “PawPaw Mac” with “Jon Rivers and the Morning Gang” on Dallas Christian radio KLTY, something would be said by the on-air crew that would bring to mind a particular joke or anecdote.
I would grab the phone, call the “hot-line,” and introduce that morning’s humor-offering with, “ I heard y’all talkin’ about ‘thus-n-such’. Weeell, believe it or not… reminds me of a story.” Similar moments still happen to me. Often. Like yesterday morning when I was enjoying some cane syrup on a piece of toast.
Many years ago while visiting my parents in Calvert, Mom was getting supper ready. Hot bread was on the menu. Out in the garage, settin’ on a shelf just outside the kitchen door, was a small, silver can, which I recognized as one of those syrup cans that were common around our house when I was growin’ up. My dad always enjoyed mixin’ some sorghum or ribbon-cane syrup with butter and dippin’ his bread in it. So did I. Still do.
Anyway, I picked that can up and noticed that there was enough weight to indicate there was at least a small amount of syrup inside. I took it in the house and set it down on the counter, thinkin’ of how good it’d be on a hot roll.
Mom was putting the finishing touches on the meal, and others of us were getting the table ready. Suddenly there was a notable “POOM!”, followed immediately by the sound of a small metallic projectile bouncing off the cabinets and onto the floor.
I turned to see Dad standing there, a small spoon in his hand, and syrup running down both lenses in his glasses. There was also a streak of syrup across the ceiling, and running down the front of the refrigerator.
Turned out that small amount of syrup had fermented in that can. In doing so, the gasses created had caused a substantial amount of pressure. Dad was in the process of prying the lid off of that can with a spoon when the interior pressure took over - and blew the lid up to the cabinets and syrup to the ceiling, refrigerator and dad’s face.
I remember well Dad’s stunned look. But I remember even better what he said as he stood there.
With a quiet, slow voice, Dad said, “I’m glad my nose wuddn’t over it. It’d a-broke it.”
Life’s an adventure. Some of my greatest joys are in remembering how others have lived it up!
Randy McLelland, a.k.a. Randy Mac, is senior pastor of Cornerstone Christian Fellowship Church on FM 202. He plays the role of "Grandpa" in The Promise and, through his “Livin' It Up” ministries, is a motivational speaker and Christian entertainer. He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org or 817-454-3386; his website address is randymac.com.