Sunday's Scoop. Local.

Sunday is kicking off with the men/boys getting together for breakfast, prayer, and general encouragement as males.

Time: 7:30 a.m.
Place: Fellowship Hall

At 9:00 and 10: 30 a.m. - Family gathers in worship and through Bible study groups.

We're set to baptize 7 individuals this Sunday. Don't miss out on such an exciting time in the life of our local church body.

What about the traffic?

Answer: Patience is key. Starting this Sunday we will have someone directing traffic at the main light on the highway.

Why is traffic a problem now?

Answer: We're averaging over 1,000 each Sunday. Now THAT'S what we call a GREAT PROBLEM! Each person counts!!!!

Come with your hearts prepared to experience His Presence fresh and anew.

Leave wanting to share the Good News with others!

As always.... you've been prayed for. (even if you're not a local)

Highways. Plans.

Right now there is a group of men, women, students and children cleaning up highways in and around G-town. Today is this month's Love G-Town. 3 of our 6 are there right now. Obviously, I'm not one of them...

This morning there was no decision to make about whether or not I was going. My butt needed to stay home. Period. Did not matter how much I had been looking forward to this day and its adventures... my plans had been changed.

Today, I was also planning on seeing some old friends. Their plans changed before mine did.

I talk about it often... Plans.. We can make all the plans in the world.. They change in a moment's notice. Or thanks to a case of the flu.

Funny enough? As much as I was looking forward to showing G-town some love, hanging with amazing individuals, and etc.... this time has been refreshing.

Did I say refreshing and a case of the flu? Yep. That's how you know it's a God thing and not silly little me.

Highways. Plans.

He reveals His plans in ways we do not always understand. And sometimes that includes our butts having to "Sit this one out."

Signed,
His Grateful Child

From the......

I'm not at the physical church building. Brother G (aka my husband) sent me home after an hour this morning. So, if you're a local and you get that man's voice... be kind.. be gentle.....

Now if you'll excuse me... I'm going back to bed.

Signed,
The submissive wife

Softball. Hardball.

Please pray for the women in my Bible study class. Today was a heavy hitting day and I threw more hardballs than soft. Of course His Word always speaks for itself..... Walls are crumbling down. It is clear that He is doing some serious work in the lives of each woman there...

I am scheduled to teach another class when this one finishes next week. Talk about an emotional high right now. Please pray for me that I would be willing to give it up if required for I have come to love these women so. And yet, I know it in no way compares to His love for them... or me..

Signed,
Always a student even when teaching.

Whom Have I In Heaven?

Yesterday, I was told that I was being watched by a few individuals to see how I would handle a certain situation. Apparently, it is fascinating to some how I deal with my mother dating and especially Hoover's recent heart surgery and hospital stay. One thing about the conversation really struck me....

The individual told me that they thought about me when singing, "Whom have I in Heaven but You" Sunday morning. That they knew my response was no one. The individual does not quite understand how that could be... why do I not respond, "my daddy."

Like I told this individual... There is no question that I loved my daddy dearly. Yes, there are times when I miss that goofy man. But he was just that... a man.

Jesus wasn't just a man. Had he been... he would still be in a tomb.. He's Not.

And let's not lose sight of one of the most important things about life... Living for Him.

For in the end... it matters not who gave me birth... but who gave me New Life.

Whom have I in Heaven? The same ONE who is with me right now this moment...

"All Hands On Deck"

What wonderful words to hear from Pastor Jackson as the invitation time started... Really as it continued for the invitation does not start with a note of a song...

Individuals leaving their chairs to come and kneel to pray...

Parents bringing their children who couldn't stay in their seats any longer...

Individuals coming for baptism who wanted to take that next step now....

From the start of the day to the finish - His Spirit was ever present. Just as it is now still...

Words fail me to adequately describe what is taking place.

Last night I had the privilege of hosting the Deacon Ordination Reception. Thanks again to Sharon J. for all she is and does, and the deacon wives whom I asked to serve. Of course, thank you to Brother G and our younger sons too. Your dishwashing skills are priceless.

Individuals kept thanking me as they were leaving. Hugs and "I love you" were flowing just as the punch had been stirred and poured.

Over the years He has shown me time and time again - His love is not ours alone to keep.

What does "All Hands On Deck" mean to you this moment? Today?

And who could benefit from what He has given you?

Isaiah 6:8 says, "Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, 'Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?"

Will you respond, "Here am I. Send me," today... this moment?