Creekbank Blog

    Scroll down to learn of ways you can be part of The Creek Family. My favorite passage from A Good Place. I read the following story to a senior adult group earlier in the week. One lady laughed so hard that I thought we were going to have to perform the Heimlich Maneuver on her. Here is it …

    Thoughts on Stewardship   Saturday, June 1 It’s the first day of a new month. June 1. It’s the first day of hurricane season. June 1. It’s my birthday. Number 68. 68. That’s a lot of hurricane seasons in Louisiana.   June 1. It could be considered the half mark of the year. It’s a good time to …

  James David Cain Recently, I was privileged to deliver an eulogy at the funeral of James David Cain. Below are my remarks in their entirety.  (I cut most of my speech due to time. That’s what happens when you have too many preachers on stage.) I hope you enjoy these thoughts on a man who helped shape my life. …

“When an old man dies, a library burns.” -African Proverb “. . . precisely like the old-fashioned school-master, of whom it was written, ‘ And still, they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew.’ ” -Rhyme in old New England primer. I have so many elders who fit those definitions.

Perseverance “Everyone wants a harvest but few are willing to plow.”   Keep going. Keep your hands on the plow.  don’t give up.   Persevere.

A Note from Curt: As long as I’m alive, the story of Sgt. Leroy Johnson will be remembered.     It’s a story worth telling, worth passing on.  We need to be reminded that freedom is never free. It’s important to remember stories of heroes who paid with their lives for our American freedom. There is no better example of …

  This is a reader favorite from my third book, Wind in the Pines. You can order Wind in the Pines on Amazon. VIEW   Join Curt as he shares at the Creekbank YouTube Channel:   @curtiles56 LISTEN  Listen to the Creekbank  Audio Podcast or at  Spotify: Curt Iles/Creekbank Stories As always, enjoy. Curt Watch out for the Fish It’s trendy …

Hauling Dogs This story is so good that I didn’t have to make it up. I’m staying with my Mom this week and she is regaling me with stories. The following may be my favorite: When our family moved to Dry Creek in 1960, we had one vehicle, a beat-up GMC truck.  My Mom, who has always had a travel …

  Thoughts on Turning 68   And Jabez called on the God of Israel saying, “Oh, that You would bless me indeed, and enlarge my territory, that Your hand would be with me . . .”  I Chronicles 4:10   I turn 68 in a couple of weeks. Now, I’m not planning on going anywhere, but I’m in a season …

    Listen to Curt read “How to Feed a Stray Cat” at our Creekbank Podcast. How to Feed a Stray Cat   I’m a dog person. I’ve always loved dogs. I like cats, but I love dogs.   What I really have is a soft heart for any strays. Maybe that’s why the stray cat in our Wal-Mart parking …

There is one cardinal sin of the Pineywoods:   “Forgetting where you come from.”   Or to state it as a maxim: “Always remember where you came from.” Many of my friends have stayed in Dry Creek their entire lives. That’s a good thing. Some leave the nest and fly on to bigger and better things, but they shouldn’t forget (or …

A Visit to Spring Ridge “Lord, help us to remember our past, so we know where to go in the future.” -Ken Terry Stay tuned to this blog post over the next several days. We’ll be traveling to a time and place that most don’t know exist. Journey with us to Spring Ridge Cemetery Day in the Aimwell Hills of …

  “Lord, don’t let me get too comfortable.”   I’m at the season of my life where it’d be easy to get comfortable.   Too comfortable.   To give in and coast to the finish line.   But I want to get out of my comfort zone.   And in this day and age, that’s difficult to do. It’s so …

  Loki and Roy   I stood on the sidewalk outside Tamp and Grind Coffee, waiting for our weekly homeless Bible study to begin. That’s when I saw Roy. His face was a mask of pain, and his puffy eyes were ample testimony that he’d been crying. Roy’s countenance and body language weren’t contortions of physical pain. It was pure …