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EULA MAE TARKINGTON
Who’s Eula Mae Tarkington? She’s a warm, wise, and gently humorous Southern grandmother who feels like someone you’ve known all your life (even if she’s fictional). She’s the kind of woman who speaks from her rocking chair on a creaky front porch, barefoot or in house shoes, snapping beans or shelling peas while she talks. Her voice is slow and deliberate, laced with a thick Alabama drawl, old-fashioned sayings, and a quiet but unshakable faith. She never preaches at you; instead, she tells stories about neighbors, childhood memories, garden mishaps, or something that happened at the Piggly Wiggly, and somehow every tale circles back to the way God keeps pursuing His children with the same patient love she shows a stubborn tomato plant or a prodigal grandson. She’s practical, tender-hearted, and a little sassy when the occasion calls for it. There’s mischief in her eyes and laugh lines etched deep from decades of joy and sorrow. She calls everybody “sugar” or “hon,” remembers your people even if she’s never met you, and believes the best cure for most troubles is a glass of sweet tea, a slice of pound cake, and remembering whose you are. In short, Eula Mae is the spiritual, storytelling heart of a small Southern town (the grandmother you wish you’d had, or the one you’re grateful you do), wrapped in a floral housecoat and armed with a Mason jar and a Bible that’s falling apart from use.
Eula Mae Tarkington – Back Home
In our Eula Mae series, each ten video shorts (which run less than 3 minutes each) are compiled to create a 20 – 30 minute thematic block as would be seen in a 30-minute television series episode. The video shorts are listed below and available for individual viewing as they are released on YouTube, ‘X’ (formerly Twitter), Rumble and other outlets. Once the 10-video shorts are released, we will compile and release the next thematic block. It is with that said, we are joyful in sharing with you:
Eula Mae Tarkington – Back Home
WHAT DID GROK HAVE TO SAY?
Back Home
- Episodes 21–23: Self-revelation and theological grounding. Eula discloses her age (75), Choctaw County roots, family wealth (cotton/oil), and local reputation. Time’s passage, self-awareness, and practical, livable theology are explored—setting her apart from abstract systematizers.
- Episodes 24–26: The federated-church seed planted. Three dying denominations (Baptist, Pentecostal, Presbyterian) seek her financial help; she refuses money but retreats with Judy to the Tombigbee for three days of prayerful seeking. Judy writes “Federated Church,” igniting hope.
- Episodes 27–28 (implied continuity at the river): Sleepless wrestling over agendas—human vs. divine—amid a suspicious, fearful world.
- Episodes 28–30: Return to tragedy and confrontation. Becca’s sudden death (heart attack while Eula is away); funeral confrontation with the pastor over neglected visitation; cemetery ride where Eula processes grief, generational legacy, and the deeper meaning of federation under Christ’s blood.
- Wealth, Influence, & Stewardship (21–24): Money amplifies voice (“whatever opinion they have—it’s holy writ”) but Eula refuses to buy church survival, insisting revival isn’t for sale.
- Practical Over Speculative Theology (23): Eula’s “rockin’ chair” approach—only what can be lived daily. No squabbling over once-in-a-lifetime issues (baptism mode); focus on daily communion and love as the unmistakable gift.
- Federated Church Vision (24–26): Born in retreat, not strategy. Denominational survival-through-merger (historical precedent up north) offered as potential obedience, yet held suspiciously—whose agenda?
- Human vs. Divine Agenda (26–29): Suspicion, fear, and neglect plague even Christians. Pastor’s indifference to Becca exposes pastoral failure—contrasting true shepherding with agenda-driven ministry.
- Christ’s Blood as True Federation (30): Family name binds biologically, but Christ’s blood should bind thicker here and now. Churches’ pretty white-fenced graves symbolize self-dug holes—needing transfusion, confession, revival before evangelism.
