More to come....

Hey, Y'all!
I will try to finish posting tomorrow~ 'Tis getting late~Sorry 'bout my uh, 'infrequent' style of blogging! ;) Hopefully I'll get better at it posting more regularly~but until then, we shall just have to settle with a my notorious "Random Post of the Month." ;) LOL. Sleep well, Y'all!
Goodnight.

Photos of the happy couple

We are so thankful to God for bringing Wesley and Rachel together~ We are looking forward to seeing what the Lord has in store for them! A betrothal ceremony was hosted for them on Saturday evening at Calathora. Friends and family came from Alabama, North Georgia and Florida to celebrate with us and hear Wesley and Rachel speak their betrothal vows to each other - and watch Wesley fork over the bride price!!! (Mr. Bret drives a hard bargain. :) Then again, Godly daughters who desire to be excellent wives and reverent helpers to their future husbands are rare jewels. )
Sweet Miss Becka was there with Nana, the Smith's grandmother.

Miss Mallory W. washing dishes. W. ladies, thank y'all so much for all you did with the meal and clean up! All of the ladies and girls were such a blessing~thank you.
I want to inform you that I regretfully have no pictures from the actual ceremony~We {the mortonclan} have either lost our little camera, or it was snatched from our purse by a pair of tricky cut~purses. Alas, 'tis no more. Hence, we are always pirating cd's of photos from other kindly participants! ;) So, here are just a few scattered ones from before and after! :) Here is one from afterwards~Love your smile, Jordin!
Our dear Patriarch
Kress and Shelini pause for a picture...
Kressant and her dear cousin enjoy visiting and laughing together after the ceremony~Such dear friends. {See how much Michael III has grown!!? can you believe only 7 more weeks to go!!! :)
Our beautiful Mama Dear!
Showing { Noah and Mrs. Wendi} the house plans!! How exciting! Y'all, they are so beautiful~ Daddy is such an amazing architect.

An adoring wife...so precious.


I shall leave you with a lovely picture of our dear couple!

This just in.........

The news of Wesley Morton's and Miss Rachel Smith's upcoming betrothal and wedding has flashed through the phone lines from here at Calathora. His distinguished Uncle Wesley, for whom he was named, sent his hearty good wishes, as did his Aunt Rosemary . (The family name of Wesley came from Wesley Cleveland Collins, Wesley's Great-Great Grandfather.) But, back to the news flashing over the wires!!!!!!!!!!!!
The family toasted the newly betrothed couple with mint juleps, courtesy of Mrs. Katie Smith. Wesley's cell phone has now grown permanently to his ear and he is continually seen with a grin from ear to cell, uh, I mean ear.
All kidding aside, we are very grateful to the Lord for blessing these two with each other. They both understand that the upcoming relationship is so awe-some, that it will take the power of God to fulfill all of its possibilities and responsibilities. A very good start, I'd say.

The betrothal ceremony is this Saturday and the wedding is on August 25. But the hour is shrouded in mystery!....................................

Announcement, Announcement!!!

It is with great joy that we announce the betrothal and upcoming marriage of Wesley Morton and Miss Rachel Smith~More pictures will surely follow and the Morton clan is ecstatic with excitement!!!! Praise the Lord!!

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A Tribute to our Grand Mama

Born in Attapulgas, Georgia, November 13, 1932, moved to Moultrie as a young girl and was raised there. She was born again in 1948. Received BA. and MA. Came to count her family as her true treasure and living for Christ her chief accomplishment. Married for 54 years to our dear Grandfather, Jerry Cox. They raised five children and doted on 23 grandchildren and 1 great-grandchild, baby Bret.

Known for her sharp wit and infectious joy, she had a mind and memory like a steel trap and was known as a true Southern lady. She spoke French with a gorgeous accent, set a just-so proper table and could mend a torn garment with incredible skill. She fished and boated with her much loved husband, always put the milk in a pitcher and the jelly in a pretty bowl. She taught us all to love classical music, not to show partiality and to see each day as a gift from God and to, literally, stop and smell the roses.
Diagnosed with bone marrow cancer about 35 years ago, came to the end of medical help in 1995 and by her own precious testimony, miraculously encountered and was healed by, the power of God, to live, and bless us with her wit and love for 12 more years.




The Morton clan had the very great honor of having Grand Mama and Grand daddy here at Calathora for the weekend before she entered the joy of the Lord, Monday, April 16.
Daughters, sons, granddaughters, grandsons and friends~she was surrounded by people who loved her and helped her , but we were really trying to help Granddaddy.
Grand daddy continued to care for Grandmama as he had been doing- directing the cooking of her eggs, bathing, tending, dressing, loving, touching, smiling at her, reading the scriptures to her, powdering her up, putting on her socks and shoes, a dash of perfume here, a joke there, a living example of laying down his life for his bride and glad to do it.



God bless Grand Daddy, who tenderly ushered his dear consort to the edge of the River, faithfully held her as she stepped into it's chilly waters and confidently released her into the arms of Jesus, whom they both trusted and loved.

A poem for GrandMom on Mother's Day

Isn't it amazing how life goes on
a brown branch is now a green one.
Wind stirs the tall pines and
the Confederate jasmine blooms on.
Roses unfurl into a fragrant color cloud
and the pansies smile and nod.

Here comes the mail man;
There goes the neighbor.
What is for supper?
And it's Monday again.

Change the sheets
and put away the things assembled
on the bed side table.
Gather up the papers
and tend to the details.
Answer the door, feel the warm cake,
smell the warm meat, comfort the children.

Clothes and shoes
glasses,perfume, jewelry
are needed no more,
for they've been left behind.

Now the raiment is robes of righteousness;
the perfume is the presence of the Lord.
The jewelry is crown and palm branch
and glasses, crippled toes and
bone marrow cancer
are no more.

"O Death, where is thy sting?
O grave, where is thy victory?"
The sting of death is sin and
the strength of sin is the Law.

But thanks be unto God,
which hath given us victory
through our Lord Jesus Christ.

Therefore my beloved brethren,
be ye steadfast, unmovable,
abundant always in the works of the Lord,
forasmuch as ye know that your labor
is not in vain in the Lord." 1 Corinthians 15. 55-58

In loving, heart~felt memory and in honor of
Dorothy Jean Baell Cox
November 13, 1932~April16, 2007