April 10th, 1988 - A Day in the Lives..

Some people celebrate their wedding anniversary. That's all good and fine. For hubby and I, we choose to celebrate the day we first met. The day that we walked into each other's lives and things would never be the same again. How God worked then and how He never has stopped.

This morning I am worshipping God. I am giving thanks to Him for the most incredible man I've ever known other than Jesus and my daddy. If you would have told me then that a simple act of turning around and inviting another person to sit with me and my friends so that individual would not be sitting alone would have the impact that it did ........ it would have blown my mind. Frankly, still does. A simple act of kindness.....

As I sit here thinking back over the 20 years - half of my life now... it is no surprise that I love this man even more deeply than yesterday or the day before or the day we married. His love for God is undeniable. And therefore, it is for me as his wife as well.

We have known the depth of joy and of sorrow. We have danced in the pouring rain. We have had the talks that most never want to entertain. Done things that most never want to do. And we have grown in Christ and in our marriage in ways that are being written on the pages of our lives.... eternity.

One thing we both believe with all our hearts, bodies, souls and minds...

Surrendered to God is the best way to truly be alive and live life in His abudance of amazing grace.

All Access Pass. Be Careful What You Pray For.

There's this woman. Yesterday she asked me about the latest news in my life like she always does. In the midst of sharing with her about how God is working in my/our life, she said the following words to me...

"Camey, you have an all access pass here. Whatever stories I can help you share I will. It's no coincidence that this is happening now. That we are connected in the ways in which we are. There are individuals whose stories of helplessness to victory need to be told. You have our full support. Whatever we can do, we will."

I must confess to being a little blown away. "All access pass"..... those words are not heard often in certain circles. This woman loves others like Jesus. She is one of the kindest and compassionate women I've ever known in my life. I'm so incredibly thankful to call her my sister in Christ.

It also reminded me to be careful what you pray for. Since Sunday night a week plus ago now I've been praying for real confirmation about something new in my life and yet like breathing for me. That confirmation has definitely been given no matter who all else may be involved or how.

That's one thing about being a Christ follower... We do have an all access pass to Him. He is not closed behind some door with guards standing watch outside.

What are you praying for?

And are you trusting Him with things you've only dreamed of before?

Love others like Jesus today...

Little Girl Unseen.

There was a little girl today underneath the desk downstairs. She was hiding from her dad and middle sister. And she was talking with me all the while. I didn't mind that people thought I was talking to myself when she would hear an unfamiliar voice and would not respond back to me. It's par for her course. This little girl and I have a very tender friendship with each other for reasons I cannot explain here.

During her stay under the desk, there were a couple of individuals needing assistance out the doors. I would look at her and say, "Can you please go open the doors for them?" and out from under the desk she would come and with a smile beaming from ear to ear - would open the door for these strangers to her. That's what trusting someone can do. She knew it was safe to do so because I was asking her.

This little blond headed girl loves stickers. So, I gave her one. Only on her sticker I wrote, "Special friend to God and Ms. Camey." When I read it to her - she hugged me so tight and said, "I know you both love me." Tears came to my eyes for the little girl was quite right.

When she had a moment to think about it, she asked me if it were okay to give her middle sister a sticker too. I got another sticker out and laid it on the counter. She looked at the sticker and then me, and said, "Ms. Camey? I know God loves my sister and I know you do too. Please write on her sticker just like you did mine." So, I did.

When her middle sister, dad and baby sister came around the corner, the middle sister yelled out at me - "CAAAMMMMEEEEEEYYYY!" Then, came running to where I was at and hugged me tight. My relationship with her just as tender yet in different ways. Her oldest sister called out to her from underneath the desk, "I have something special for you from God and Ms. Camey." She then put the sticker on her middle sister. Her sister hugged her and they headed to the door with huge smiles on their faces like they were simply adored. They were quite right indeed.

The little girl unseen was heard in a loud way.

The Encourager.

There's a certain individual who shall remain nameless for the purpose of this post. Yesterday I spent some time chatting with him. One thing that rings true with this man, not long is needed to get straight to the point. He looked at me point blank and in a couple of words said more than some could say in an hour.

I believe we all need individuals in our lives who we can go to and be open with. That no matter what the conversation may be about - they always want the best for you that God would want for you. That's not necessarily saying the easiest, most fun or the ones that will make you rich monetarily.

As a Christ follower, one thing I believe is that every single day we are to encourage others. Not just those who look like us, act like us, believe as we do, and etc.

Others. Those who you cross paths with wherever you may be found. Or they might be heading.

I am grateful for the encouragers in my life. I hope each day to be so to others.

Who could benefit from your encouragement today? This moment?

If you have any encouragement inside of you... it is not meant to be kept but given away.

Pour it out lavishly on others.

A Wedding. RQM. The Gifts.

A Wedding:

A cousin of mine got married in a town not to far from here tonight. Funny enough? For a couple of weeks, there's been this on-going discussion of my getting something new to wear to the wedding. I wasn't the one really discussing this mind you. It was just being discussed. I wasn't the slightest bit worried about what I was going to be wearing tonight. Not the slightest.

As I sit here writing this, the wedding has taken place and the reception is in full swing. I've been getting blow by blow plays from hubby who drove my mom and her boyfriend to the celebration. You see, I'm at home tonight. Actually sitting here writing this in my woobie - an oversized white robe. I look like a marshmallow. I've been at home since Thursday morning. Yep. No need to worry about what I was going to be wearing tonight. My cousin? My not being there did not stop her from getting married.

RQM:

Really quiet moments. I've had a good bit of those due to being home since Thursday morning. And yet at the same time - I've communicated in various forms and fashions with individuals all over the world. Goes back to connectivity. Really quiet moments are some of my favorite for the audible voice does not necessarily have to be heard but listened to.

The Gifts:

Funny enough? I see having been sick since Thursday morning as a gift. Even though we've had enough sickness in G-town to last several years now. I'm still thankful..

The woobie (lovingly given that name by my hubby) was a gift to me from one of my sister-in-laws at Christmas. She knows me well enough to know that I don't do spas but enjoy an oversized comfy robe that is big/long enough to cover me should we have unexpected guests show up at our front door. I confess - I've been living in the woobie since Thursday morning. It's soft. It's comfy. I won't apologize.

Hubby makes breakfast on Saturday mornings usually. Today was no different. He suggested that I just try one pancake instead of a stack. Parker came into the room when I was finished and asked if he could take my plate. (Again - this takes place almost every Saturday morning). When I said he could... he looked at me and said, "Well? Don't you have a comment for the chef? for dad?" He was right. I normally send back a message with him and not just the empty plate. I couldn't help but smile deeply.

Back a few weeks ago - we started having more volunteers around the physical church building during office hours. One is named Linda C. What a gift she has been! I knew she could handle things without me being there Thursday and Friday. She did so with grace.

There are other gifts that I have been given that I will share at other times. Too numerous to name at the moment for which I remain ever so thankful and ready to pour out when the timing is His not mine.

Grace.

This just in: Hubby just called to say my mom caught the bouquet. I kid you not. 20 somethings all around and 65-year-old woman caught it! Oh....... grace........

Connectivity

As I sit here reflecting back on the moments of today - one word keeps coming to my mind. Connectivity. It has been a day filled with hugging the toilet literally, sweet prayers from dear friends, messages through emails, facebook, myspace, and phone calls to name a few. Had I not been home due to being sick - the connectivity would not have been the same. Surely some of the connections would have been there - just not in the same ways or for the duration they took place.

One of organizations my daddy was a part of called today. When I told the man that my daddy was deceased he paused and then said, "I'm so sorry. I'll make a note of that on our records." The organization was The National Parkinson's Society. I could not help but tear up for a moment or two. My daddy did not need this organization. He had Jesus. He still does. And while there's no doubt there were times when their studies or testimonies gave him encouragement, they in no way could provide him with the hope that God could and without question did and still does.

It's often been said that I am like my daddy was. Never knowing a stranger. This afternoon, that rang just as true as ever. When my phone rang, it was a number that I had never known before. And yet by the time we said our "until next time" - it was like talking to an old friend. A brother in the deepest sense. He spurred me on.. encouraged me.. laughed at and with me.. and man oh man pulled what some have deemed "A Camey"... he ended by praying with me over the phone. Funny enough? Our connectivity has been there far longer than just the hour we were on our phones.

Connectivity? Who are you connected to throughout the moments of your day? your night?

And do you really realize they are not your own any way? They belong to Him if you are a Christ follower. It is all connected.

For those who connected with me today in various ways - I thank you.

And as always... you have been prayed for just now.

Why the Same T-shirts?

The question has been asked several times the last few days... "Why the same t-shirts?"

Answer: Part of Love Granbury is everyone involved wearing the same gray t-shirt with "Love Granbury" on it. It's not about a your church body or my church body... it's His body going out and sharing His love with Granbury.

Think about it this way: My love cannot save anyone on it's own. Your love cannot either. His love? Absolutely!

Request: If you cannot be a part of Love Granbury (Kindness Explosion 08 for April) - please commit to pray. Not just say you will... actually do so..

The countdown is on!

Local Church Body News..

Yes, Brother G and I are teaching on marriage on Wednesday nights. The parenting class has ended.

Websites - just like people aren't perfect. (WE LOVE YOU ANYWAY ANDREW)

Oh.. and on another note: That spaghetti in the kitchen sure is smelling tasty! I can smell it all the way upstairs! Yummy.

Wednesdays - the physical church building is a happening place no matter if you're young or old or somewhere in between. If you're a local - get here. Bring someone with you. Guests always eat free the first time.

Make today count!! As always - you've been prayed for no matter where you are at... Even if you're not in Texas... or the USA

Local Body News..

UPDATE: We are back up and running. Power company surprised us! Not as long of an outage as they said.



Please be aware that our power will be off at least for an hour this morning at the physical church building.

Everything shutting down now.

Thank you.

No Ordinary Tuesday.

Tuesday is quickly becoming one of my favorite days of the week. It is totally cool watching how God is moving here in G-town. Not just on Sundays. Tuesdays even.

Yes, there was far more to what all took place in my class than I shared. That would have been more than enough to have made Tuesday be one of my favorite days. Ever. And I mean ever...

I teach Bible study and then work the rest of the day in the office. Confessing here - it's like I've been on the mountain top and in the valley deep while teaching and being with these women. Understand here - these are not all your typical Tuesday morning Bible study women. Far from it in fact... One of the new ones yesterday was not familiar at all with the Sermon on the Mount. The tears in the room were as real as my sitting in this chair writing this morning. And I am the old woman in this group. 40 never sounded so good. Bring it on! And don't forget the taxes...

There are times when we have individuals who seek assistance from our local church body whether they walk into the physical building or call. When we can meet the needs - we do. Yesterday, I put out an appeal for help in various ways. And people responded. Catch this - they may not meet who they are offering to help. Then again - they may. What matters most is that they are willing to help another. To give from the abundance that they have received. To give from the outpour of His love. It's all His anyway. Acts of Kindness. Servant Evangelism.

Sitting at the men's softball game I received another call offering to help. One of those times I was thankful I left my cell on. Our guys were off the charts last night. And for now - all I can really say is that God is using our men's and co-ed teams to reach the unchurched, the newly churched and those who are not yet believers. I hear that Shelley even got a double for the co-ed team after we left. And Ryan - well, he definitely broke a sweat. Brother G did not pitch for the men. That's a story for another time that I cannot wait to share. He is thankful to be the coach and the recreation person for our local church body.

One thing that makes the softball games all the more sweeter.... The two teams circle up after the game, hold hands and pray. After all - it is a time of fellowship between the different churches who are all a part of the family of God. A little competition thrown in - yes. But more of a coming together and having fun and being a tool that can be used for His glory alone. Yes, even softball can be a tool.

No ordinary Tuesday. And I remain blown away at how He works and how He moves in a town that was wanting to sleep but now is awakening.

Acts of Kindness.... Local

If you are interested in helping someone today - this moment... please contact me at the physical church building, via email or comment here.

Acts of kindness...

Thank you.

Listen? Are You Listening?

As soon as class started this morning, I knew my plans were out the door. How I thought or wanted things to go - nope. nada. weren't going to happen that way. My way is not always the best.

I'm so thankful my plans did not take place.

Listen? Are you listening? You're not going to do that.

Sometimes it's a whisper and other times it is like being bopped on the head.

This was like being bopped on the head. It hurt for a moment. Then, I listened.

Thanks to all who continue to pray for me and this class.

Without question the Holy Spirit was moving today. Freely moving.

And I am found with immeasurable gratitude.

Listen? Are you listening? What is He saying to you this moment?

And how will you respond?

Local Church Body News...

Kindness Explosion 08 is just around the corner, April 11th and 12th. This is our Love Granbury (G-town) event for April. This is where church bodies from all over Granbury gather together for worship and prayer before and after heading out into our town and surrounding communities to share God's love with others through Servant Evangelism.

"At this time we have 3 projects…which are working on widow houses, full service gas station and grocery carry out, and flyer handouts about healthy kids. It is okay if you can only participate in the service project. That is where we need the most hands on deck. Please let know by tomorrow at noon if you need t-shirts. We will keep all families together throughout the project." (per Shelley)

Our family (Hubby, Austin, Travis, Parker and myself) have been a part of almost every single one since they first started. Priceless times we have all come to treasure and look forward to. It is better than any movie you could see together as a family or any place you might go to eat... We encourage you to really give considerable prayer and thought to being a part of this. We promise - it will impact your life. It cannot help but do so. I know personally from what I speak of.

Stay tuned for more details and for testimonies of how simple acts of kindness can have life changing results!

Bumbling Fool.....

Dear Readers,

At this time I request you pray for me. I have tears streaming down my face as I write this.

All I can say at the moment is please pray. A dream of mine is on the tip of my tongue. I can taste it...

I serve a Risen Savior and there's nothing in the world like sharing His love with others.

Signed,
Bumbling Fool

In Local News....

"Don’t miss the big parade around the square at noon Saturday when the Bean Queen and the Rib King will be announced."

I kid you not..... it's often like a time warp in G-town.

Cannot help but love it no matter how much I try.

unChristian - The Book

If you haven't read unChristian by David Kinnaman and Gabe Lyons... Brother G and I greatly encourage you to do so.

While it is a tough book to read in some ways - it is a necessary one to understand "what a new generation really thinks about Christianity and why it matters."

Our local church body's book club is reading unChristian currently at our recommendation. They will be discussing the book in detail next month.

You may find unChristian on Amazon for $12.23. It is worth every penny and more.

Time to reach out to a new generation and show God's love today... this moment.

It is not ours alone to receive or keep.

Lawn Pastor......

For those who have inquired....

Yes, Brother G is still being the lawn pastor for G-town and our highly secure gated community. If you or someone you know is in need of lawn care and home visits - he'll be happy to make arrangements with you.

Depending upon the individual - services could be provided for free.

You may contact him the following ways:

1) Call our home number
2) Call his cell number
3) Drop by our home
4) Call the physical church building
5) Or catch him on Sunday mornings or Wednesday evenings.
6) Via comment here
7) Via email

For the record: My mother is not his secretary. Please do not leave a message with her. Feel free to leave one with one of our sons should they answer the home phone.

What exactly is a lawn pastor? It's a pastor who takes care of more than just the lawn.

Please Pray....

Esther S. was just involved in a car accident outside the front gate of our highly secure gated community. The older gentleman who hit her car is on fire and they are working to get him out of the it. Esther is seemingly okay at the moment although quite shaken up as to be expected.

Please pray for all involved. And please use extreme caution when traveling on that particular highway as there have been numerous accidents and serious injuries/deaths on it as of late.

Thank you.

Questions Answered.

The last few days I've been asked a series of questions from several individuals. The following are my answers. They are in no particular order.

1. No. I am not working on a book at this time. That's part of why this blog was started. I know you say that God is telling you that I am supposed to be writing one right now - my schedule says otherwise.

2. No. I am not going back to school at this time. Again - my schedule won't allow it. I might take more classes here or there but not pursuing any more than that. Every day life is a classroom. And all my guys are in school as it is. That can be crazy enough...

3. Austin is at LBA. Travis and Parker are both still currently in public schools. That could change if public schools go even more in a direction we disagree with. At no time have we turned over their education to the public system and/or the government.

4. No. I'm not going through a mid-life crisis because of turning 40 next month. I embrace turning The Big 40. I've never been healthier in all my life. If you don't like my hair - I'm sorry. And it's more than okay if you don't find it sexy either. It fits my current schedule to a T. And no - I do not plan on dying my hair to cover my grays.

5. Yes. I have said and will continue to say that Brother G does not "complete me"... nor do my sons, my job, or anything or anyone else other than God. Want to learn more about that? Come to our marriage class.

6. Parker is a touchy feely kid. I rather like him hugging me in public. At ten most kids want nothing to do with hugging a parent where and when they might be seen. I encourage it - not discourage it. Besides, I'm a hugger myself.

7. No. We did not give the car to charity. It was in the shop. I am the charity! And I still have a blast driving. So frankly - I do not care what type of vehicle I drive.

8. No. I will not be attending the annual golf tourney in memory of my dad. I will be at work. I do not have a golfing bone in my body. Why pretend that I do? Have fun without me. My brother will be there. Spend time with him since he does not live here. Yes. I do enjoy driving the golf cart on the streets of the highly secure gated community we live in though.

9. Yes. I did say that I hope we do not stay at two services for very long. I'm praying for Spiritual Awakening and Spiritual Revival every single day!

10. Yes. My mom is allowed to date. Austin is not. (Read: She's 65 and is a widow. He's 16. There is a difference.)

There ya have it... My answers for today.

As always - you have been prayed for this moment.

And you are loved by The One who truly matters the most in life!

Bible Studies - Women & Co-Ed

Please continue to pray for our Bible study groups.

Today, my women's class will be diving even deeper into the Sermon on the Mount. Heavy hitting stuff for most of the women in it. As a teacher, I do not want women taking any of my classes just to check it off a "To-Do List." Please pray that it truly penetrates every moment of their life.

Brother G and I are starting a new class this Wednesday night. We are teaching on marriage and how to make it work in today's world. This is a subject that we are passionate about. One of the reasons of course being that we know firsthand that God and each of our own relationships with Him must be at the top of our marriage on a daily basis. This is a co-ed class and will run at the same time and room as usual. Cannot wait to see what God has in store for this group!!!

Randal's class will continue to meet as usual as will the other women's only classes.

Have you picked up God's word since Sunday and dived in? If not - what are you waiting for?

Picture Time!

All pics taken at The Main Event either for Spring Break 08 or Park's 10th b/day!

(Disclaimer: Sorry.. I did not get all the students and adults who were there.)

Love G-town Testimony

Via email from Micky on Saturday:

What a great day!!! That is just all we could say after our Love G-town service project this morning. Everyone had a great time and we wanted to give all of you a report on how things went today.

First of all, we had one group at the Brookshires Grocery Store helping to bag groceries, doing customer carry out and cart return. We had approximately 150 kindness cards handed out by that group. Many of the customers really responded when our folks handed them a kindness card and told them that "God loves you." A number of Brookshires customers offered to make donations to us, which flung the door wide open for us to explain that what we are doing is totally and completely free...just like God's love is free!! The Brookshires employees were very appreciative of the extra help our people provided and one of them even asked me "can't you guys stay until 9:00." The manager on duty this morning told us that he would love to have us back any time we wanted to come.

Next, we also had a group at the Brookshires service station. From 9:00 AM to 12 Noon today we went retro and converted the station from self-service into a full service station. Our people greeted the station customers as they pulled up to the pump by explaining that we were from LBC and that we were doing a free community service project this morning. We offered to pump their gas and wash their windshields free of charge with no donations accepted. A number of people almost seemed shocked that we would be doing that sort of thing, but said "in that case, sure go ahead." While someone pumped the gas and another washed the windshield, another person was able to hand the customer a kindness card and engage them in conversation while they waited for their gas to finish pumping.

We had some really great conversations at the gas pumps and even had a couple of people share some pretty heart wrenching stories with us and we assured them that we would add these names to our prayer list. I'll just share one with you in this email. One was for a lady's husband, whose name is H.D. Ms. D came through the line at one of the pumps and when we handed her the kindness card that said we were doing this project just to show God's love, she nearly broke down in tears and commented, "we really needed God's love this week." She related how her husband had gone to the oncologist earlier this week and had been diagnosed with advanced prostrate cancer that had already metastasized into his bone. She went on to explain that along with the shock of getting that sort of devastating medical news, they were also dealing with the fact that he was apparently misdiagnosed by another doctor earlier this year, so they are also having some anger issues as well. She seemed so grateful for us taking the time to listen and to put her husband on our prayer list. As I said, we gave her a card and we told her to be sure and call the church if we could do anything at all for them. We did not sense that this family was connected to any church body and we think this could be a wonderful ministry opportunity for our church.

We handed out right at 200 kindness cards at the service station! So all in all, we handed out well over 300 cards between the two groups. What a great day it was. Please pray with us that God will send forth other Believers to water and nourish the seeds of kindness that were planted today and for the ultimate harvest that God will reap through His Holy Spirit. God bless!

Reminder: Our Kindness Explosion is April's Love G-town. Please watch for more details.

Desperate?

Yesterday afternoon, in the middle of the production that is getting our worship folders ready for Sunday - the folding machine suddenly stopped working.

I heard my name called. Next I was on the phone calling the company to see about getting a repair person out ASAP. According to Stephanie and Jennifer, it merely said, "Power Out." They tried turning it off and on and etc. Nothing. Nothing. We do almost all our printing in-house.

The person I spoke with was very polite. When she asked me what it was doing, I relayed what Stephanie and Jennifer had said and done. The tone in her voice was that of, "That's not good." When I told her we were doing one of our largest printings - she said, "Oh! You're printing for Easter!" We got disconnected.

I called back and they promised to have a repair person out at 8:00 a.m. tomorrow morning (today). The woman said she greatly appreciated us and what we do.

When I gave the news to Stephanie and Jennifer, Stephanie said, "Thanks for sounding so desperate Camey." I had to laugh at the moment..... We were desperate.. but still I did not realize that's how I sounded. Stephanie's words got me to thinking... (I know what's new there)

We can be so desperate about getting everything so ready for our Easter services that we might miss the true depth of the cross. Wanting this or that to go just right.... Or a person/family might be so desperate in finding the right clothes, the right time to feast and where and etc.... they miss it too. Whatever else this weekend might bring....

Are we desperate to truly experience the cross and Jesus and His amazing love?

Are we desperate to show and tell others about the Only One who is truly worth any fame?

Am I desperate?

Are you?

Wednesday - Spring Break

Pictures from Monday's Main Event will be posted here soon. They will also be posted on Myspace and Facebook. Next time people - try to look like you're having a good time. And thanks to Terry for sharing his nachos with us. Awwwwwww. Loads of laughs too!

Tonight's Schedule:

Dinner - regular time and place

Preschool and children - SKATE NIGHT (Yes, we're skating! WHOA!)

Students - Attic with Ryan

Adults - Free to join students in the Attic as there are no other Bible study classes meeting

David's people - same as always


Make Today Count!

Prayers Answered. Spring Break.

Prayers Answered:

Thank you to all who have been praying for Joe and his family. Terri sent word last night that Joe has indeed went home to be with our Lord. What a privilege it has been walking with their family through this time. To hear their faith alive and breathing even though Joe was on a ventilator for quite some time. Please continue to pray for them as they remember Joe and celebrate our Father.

Thank you also to all who prayed for Brother G and those there at the camp. Seeds were planted. We may never know the results - and that is okay with us. It is a privilege to share God's love no matter the situation or time.

Spring Break:

So, it's Spring Break here in G-town. What does that mean? Well...... Main Event for our student ministry today at 12:00. ( Meet at the physical church building on the hill) The G family is looking forward to hanging out with our amazing students and whatever parents dare to come too! Our students rock! Yes, Shelley and Ryan do too... We love you guys!

In the midst of Spring Break - may we be found guilty of sharing and showing God's love no matter where we may be found. Can't wait to play some air hockey! Oh Yeah!

More to come.... stay tuned....

Lifting Up Dear Ones.

Please lift up in prayer the family of Joe. I personally do not know Joe but I am close to his grown daughter Terri.

Joe has been ill for quite some time now. Joe and his family made the decision together to take him off the ventilator. It is only a matter of time now.

Thank You Lord for Joe's life and for how his family has stood by his side. Treasured moments indeed.

Please lift up also those at the camp where Brother G is. He spent time last night with a college student who claims to be of a different religion. He said it just sounded too easy to become a Christ-follower. Knowing of course, sometime it is seeds that are being planted to be harvested at another time by someone else for God's glory alone. Any thing is possible with Him.

Pray also for those who walked into any physical place that is said to represent Christ. May His Word be alive today for He is. And may lives be forever changed because of having joined together with other believers. Truly may HE alone be worshipped and praised!

Lifting up dear ones. And you dear reader have been lifted up too.

On Mission III

This just in from Brother G....

Only 4 out of 10 in his small group are Believers. That's just in his group alone....

Keep praying!

Thank you.

Where Does My Help Come From?

Over the course of the last few days, I've had several intense conversations with individuals. Individuals who frankly weren't sure where to go, what to do, where their help was going to come from.... and yet, they found their way to the local physical church building.

One man I've come to know by name and sight. And while his particulars I'll keep - this I can share....

This grown man admitted the other day that he is not comfortable in applying for jobs on-line. He has very limited computer skills. You could tell it was difficult for him to admit out loud given the day and age we live in. Enter into this picture another individual.... This individual has agreed to help him. This individual is another grown man although much younger.

I do not believe in coincidences. I do not believe the younger man came through the foyer right when we were discussing someone to help him just because he wanted a drink from out of the machine.

Where does my help come from? It may appear to come from someone who walks by in the foyer of a local church building... but it truly comes from Lord.

May His Help fall like rain onto those who need Him. That should cover each of us.......

Where does your help come from?

On Mission II - Never Encountered!

This just in from Brother G....

Please continue to pray!

Most who are attending the camp have never encountered The Gospel before.

They are international college age students. Some have only been here a couple of months to 14 days. Some do not know much English. Some have come to this Country with no friends or family here to study.

Never encountered The Gospel before....

May lives be touched and forever changed because His Word is Alive!

On Mission....

Brother G is heading out of town today. Please pray for him and those he will be serving with today through Sunday. Also pray for those who will be there who do not know God.

On mission....

Are you?

Things Are Happening!

Testimonies are happening all over the place today here at the local church building whether via phone, email, or in person.

I'm tellin' ya....... it's not just about Sundays folks.

Things are happening... THANK YOU JESUS!

Bruce. Open House. Joy.

Bruce:

His name is Bruce. He sits by Parker now on the school bus. I am amazed watching and listening to Parker talk about Bruce. At first, Parker thought the bus driver made a mistake in having Bruce sit by him. Now, Parker understands that it was no mistake. Please pray for Bruce... and of course, for Parker too. Oh the lessons that can be taught, caught and learned while on the school bus.

(Yes... His name is not Bruce. And yes, we have forgiven him. Even Parker's mommy.)

Open House:

Parker is in public school. Last night was his open house. As we were walking around the intermediate school, I saw several faces I recognized. They recognized me too. One of the best parts of ministry is helping others with the most basic needs. And while I do represent our local church body.... I better represent Christ first and foremost.

Joy:

Yesterday morning was Bible study class. I count it all joy to be in this study right now. Is it easy? No. Is it worth it? Absolutely. Thank you again for all who have committed to pray for me, the ladies, and the study. I felt those prayers yesterday in a mighty way as His Spirit flowed. Sheer joy.

Signed,
Beyond Thankful in Texas

Are You Moved?

Parker and I sit together on Sunday mornings. Austin is up in the booth. Travis sits with the students. Hubby, of course, is wherever he needs to be given the moment.

This past Sunday morning, Parker and I had a real bonding moment. We looked at each other and we each were tearing up big time. That little man kept putting his arm around his mommy or holding my hand.

Yesterday, the boys were all at home with me. Parker and I talked about what was going through our minds and hearts Sunday morning. Parker said, "The meaning behind the words of the songs we were singing made me want to cry. In Philippians, we were talking about for me to live is Jesus and to die is more Jesus. I wish more people understood that."

He then said that he knew that's why I was moved to tears also. He knew it. He did not have to ask me. He knew. He was right. That was exactly why I was moved.... to tears..

Are you moved?

In a world that says you need more of this and or that.... do you want more Jesus?

Jesus wants more of you... In fact, He wants all of you.

He wants you to be sold out completely.

He never said that life would be easy. He just said, "Come follow me."

Are you moved to follow Him?

And will you allow Him to move you wherever He wants you to go?

For one thing I truly believe about Jesus... while our foundation is solid in Him.. and on it we can stand... We are never meant to stay... we are meant to go.... even if it's just down the street..

Are you moved? today.... this moment?

If not... ask Jesus to move you...

Signed,
May Each Day Be A Moving Day

Today in History. Year: 1966.

A baby boy was born.

That boy grew up and now is a man.

I could go on and on but that would spoil my plan.

Today in History. Year: 1966.

Happy Birthday Hubby!

At 42 - you never looked so good.

Even more amazing what a Godly man you are and becoming.

I'm thankful for you every moment of living.

Physical Church Building - Open

Yes, the physical church building is OPEN today.

The Parents Night Out is still on. (Time: 6:00 - 9:30 p.m.)

Thank you.

Moments In-Between The Dash & After

My mom just relayed the following story to me... Stay with me here...

My mom's boyfriend had worked with the grandfather of the teen aged girl who died last Sunday here in G-town. They had also been neighbors years ago. So, yesterday, my mom went with Hoover to the service. My cousin, Kim, and her family are a part of the local church body where the girl and her family are as well.

After the service was over..... My cousin Kim came and found my mom. My mom explained why she was there - Hoover's connections to the family.. My cousin Kim then told my mom that this girl's parents are some of their closest friends. So close in fact that they had actually come to her Uncle's service... They did not know him personally, but because of how Kim talked about her Uncle L. - they came. They thought it was the best celebration service for someone they had ever been to. That is I'm sure until yesterday.....

For I know there were countless individuals who were there in attendance at that service for their daughter who did not know her personally - or not that well - but were there because of how she was talked about by those who did.

It seems that Alyssa and Kim's Uncle L (my daddy) had one thing in common....

They were a bright light for Christ.

Moments in-between the dash and after....

Think about it. Is your light shining bright or is it hidden?

Or do you even know the Only Real Power Source?

(Please keep the family and all connected in your prayers.)

Physical Building Closing

Due to bad weather - the physical church building is closing today at 4:00 p.m.

Thank you.

Reflecting Moments.

There are moments in life where we are a part of things that come and go. We think it is for one time - one span of fleeting moments. One such time I spoke about here: High Heels. Raspberries.

Little did I know that the woman I met that day would show up in the current Bible study I'm teaching on the Sermon on the Mount. There's a questionnaire each woman participating has to fill out for me as we begin each new study. As I read the last question which asks, "Any thing going into this study you think would be helpful for me to know?" - her answer was one that rang in my soul and through my brown high heels. I looked up at her and she smiled deeply at me.... I could not help but go put my arms around her and hug her tight. Her name is Mary.

Another woman answered that same question, "You know my parents." I had been on staff with her mom at another ministry and had often spent many moments praying for her, her husband, and their daughter with her mom. Here she was now sitting in my class having moved to G-town. The connection with her parents goes even deeper. My in-laws had once upon a time gone on a mission trip with them to Kenya. Hubby and I did not really know them then even though we were a part of that same local body. There is another connection that I will keep silent on here. Her name is Debra.

As we were going around the room, the women were introducing themselves to the group. One shared that she was awakened at 4:30 a.m. knowing she was supposed to come to my class instead of the one she was intending on going to. Then, she said, "I heard you speak some time ago at an event. We met that day. I still remember so much about what you said that day." Her name is Kathleen.

Another shared that after sitting with me at lunch last Tuesday and hearing the women who had been in that class talk about me... she knew she had to be in this class. Then she put it together whose wife I am.... Brother G and her hubby had played softball together in the fall and will be again here in a couple of weeks too. Her name is Tricia.

The point of this is simple.... The moments are not fleeting even though they come and go. Prayers prayed will not return void. We must be intentional about our moments for they are not truly ours alone. And God can and does use any ordinary Tuesday to do extraordinary things. I am so thankful to be a part in whatever ways He allows me.

Reflecting moments. May they only reflect His grace, mercy, love, peace and forgiveness.

Please pray for these women and the others involved in the class. And for their teacher who is walking along side of them learning as we go following The Master.

Signed,
Wearing High Heels Can Be A Testimony of the Great Physician's Power

This Community Does It Right.

Our community had another teenager die last night. She was sixteen years old. Tonight, there is a gathering at the local church body in which she was a part of for all who knew her. Not just those who went to that church... All who knew her and her family.

One thing I can say about Shelley and Ryan, without question, is that they are becoming experts in dealing with grief and student ministry since their short time here. They have cancelled what our student body had planned for tonight so that it did not keep anyone from attending the gathering at the other church. Shelley and Ryan will walk through these days with the part-time intern student minister at that church.

Please be in prayer for all involved. There were three teens involved in the car accident. I cannot begin to imagine what her two sisters are going through right now nor her parents. Of course, our community is still fresh from Josh's passing.

This community does it right. And I, for one, am thankful to know that when times like these happen - what church someone belongs to or attends does not matter. All are welcome.

(Shelley and Ryan... You two are loved beyond words.)

Certain Individuals...

One of the highlights of ministry for me so far has been time spent with certain individuals. Not easy times mind you... but definitely worth each and every moment.

Friday afternoon, I heard from one of these certain individuals. I hadn't heard from or seen her in months. Frankly... wasn't sure if she was still alive or not. Then, ring went my cell phone showing a text message from an unknown number. The timing.... unbelievable!!!

Tonight, I heard from her again... and another certain individual. We're going to try to get together here real soon at their request... this week or next.

Certain individuals can make imprints on our souls.... And these two definitely fit that bill.

Priceless.

It's Gonna Be Good!

This morning we're set to baptize 5 individuals. 3 in the first service and two in the second. I'm excited! God is truly doing some amazing things in the life of our local church body. Come and catch the wave!

Tuesday morn., I'm set to start another Bible study. This one is on the Sermon on the Mount. My study in preparation for it has made me so incredibly thankful to be able to teach others about His Word yet again. It's going to be a wonderful journey. God's will permitting of course.

Today... It's Gonna Be Good!

Tuesday... It's Gonna Be Good!

As Christ followers we're called to follow Him each moment of every day. Even when the moments are not so good - He is. And each one can be made into something beautiful because of Him.

If you're not familiar with the Sermon on the Mount or if it's been awhile since you've studied it... I encourage you to get a Bible, God's Word, and open it up to Matthew 5: 3-10 and dive in.

It's Gonna Be Good!

Warning: UnPure Topics Ahead II

Austin asks you to pray for his parents... We simply could not resist talking about UnPure topics at the dinner table while eating homemade lasagna. We even sang songs connected to those UnPure topics.

One of the biggest blessings in life is being a parent and reminding grown children of days gone by. Oh... wait.... they're still kids even though two of them are taller than their mommy! lol

Please pray for Austin...those songs are now ringing in his head. "OH THE HORROR!"

Signed,
Lightened Up in Texas

Warning: UnPure Topics Ahead.

It's Saturday morning and Austin actually has the day off from work at the little store in our highly secure gated community.

The two of us decided to hang out and spend some time talking as mother and teenage son in the privacy of mine and his daddy's bedroom. The rest of the household was busy. So.... we knew we could really really talk.

It is no secret that I have very open relationships with my sons. But what happened this morning completely threw this mommy for a loop. I'm still not quite over it yet.

We were discussing various things when suddenly Austin said to me, "Those are UnPure topics. Do not EVER talk about those again."

Read the following at your own risk:




So.... from this mommy to Barney, Arthur, Comfy Couch, and etc. I'm sorry my sixteen-year old now considers you UnPure topics. Thanks for the memories! And thanks for the gift of laughter you caused Austin and his mommy to have this morning.

Signed,
Still Laughing in Texas

While Waiting. Don't Wait.

The title of this post might sound a bit weird. Given conversations I've had with a few individuals as of late, it seemed quite natural to write about it.

It is true that Brother G is waiting for the moment when he becomes (senior) pastor of a church. He hopes to graduate in the spring of 2009. And while we know it is not necessary for him to have graduated from seminary in order to be called to a church as pastor - there is always the possibility of that happening.

When God called us to G-town in 2005 - it was a given for Brother G that we would be joining and become active in the local church body my parents had been members of since they moved here. We were not going to be a divided household. We did all the driving - so one of us was going to be taking them there any way.

Brother G was the one who approached our local church body about becoming an intern. He was needing whatever experience he could get that being a lay leader alone could not provide. Our church body was needing additional staff but did not have the monetary means at the time. So, it seemed a natural marriage. That's how Brother G became an intern.

In the meantime..... while waiting for the moment when he becomes pastor of a church... Brother G has not been waiting. What's the real point of this post?

There are times in life when we find ourselves waiting for the moment when ________ happens. And yet, we are not to live life in a state of pause. We are to be fully engaged in living life and making the most of each moment given. How can a man who has been called to pastor/preach say, "I'm just going to sit here and wait until the day that happens. I will not be involved in what God is doing here... this moment." The two do not go hand-in-hand.

So... this moment.... I ask you....

In your waiting for ______ - how does God want you be actively involved right where you are at?

As Christ-followers we are called to be ministers..... to be light in this dark world. And no matter what any one may say...

No seminary degree is required for that.

WAY TOO COOL!

This just in from Smithee.....

We're set to baptize 5 individuals - young and old this Sunday! Can't wait to share about it...

We're still having contacts from/with various jails.

Totally cool what God is doing here up on the hill.

WAY TOO COOL!

Heart. Cross. Anchor.

On Tuesday, I lost the three charms that were given to me when I finished seminary. They were a heart, a cross and an anchor. How they came off my necklace, I haven't the faintest clue. Oh, for those who aren't familiar with the story...

On the day I was to walk across the stage, I was not there. Instead I was at my daddy's bedside as he took his final breath. There was no place I would have rather been. It was priceless time that I will always cherish. Exactly a week later, which would have also been his birthday, a package showed up at my doorstep. I had gone out to get the mail and when I returned to the front door, the same door I had come out of, there was the package in front of it. It was from the seminary. The heart, cross, and anchor charms were inside along with a couple of other items. Still gives me chill bumps just thinking about it.

Funny enough? Right now... this moment... I'm thankful that I lost them. For even though they were very special to me... the fact that they are gone does not change one single thing about my relationship with God or my call or the ministry in which I am so incredibly grateful to be a part of.

People. Places. Things. God can use them all to teach us valuable lessons in life.

Signed,
Beyond Blessed in Texas

That's Part of the Job II

Okay.. before I even begin this post I just have to say...

We just had one of the coolest things happen in the middle of the day... A man walking in with another man whom he had led to the Lord. Way too cool... Shouting time! Wow...

Last week I had scheduled what I thought was going to be an off the hook type of closing for the last session of this particular Bible study. The women had all written letters to God surrendering whatever they needed help with in their marriage and in their relationship with God in general.. and not so... digging deep type stuff here. We were going to have a burning of the letters ceremony outside with David singing as they were going up in flames and turning into ashes. I was stoked. (that means excited.)

Fast forward this week... Today there is a burn ban here in G-town. A BURN BAN. Okay.. How could I possibly go ahead with my plans? It is illegal today to burn any thing.. any where here in G-town. Not to mention we are located on the top of a hill with lots of dead grass all around as well as homes. I am employed by the church in addition to being a teacher. We're talking serious no-no stuff. But what about my plans?

They got changed. Instead of burning them - we shredded them inside the classroom. David has been sick since the weekend and even though he's here.. technically - he is not here. He has no voice and frankly is green. (said with sincerest sisterly love of course)

If I had decided to go ahead with my plans - even though for today it is illegal - I would been completely saying I was above the law. I'm not. It is possible we could have burned those letters and nothing else would have happened. Well, except what kind of lesson would I have really taught today?

That's part of the job as well...

Signed,
Thankful for the burn ban and plans changing

(Yes: David T.)

That's Part of the Job

Yesterday I was talking with a woman... she said, "SO, I heard about you last week." I knew what was coming. Sure enough....

There are times in ministry, in leadership, when you simply make others mad. Where they do not want to hear what you have to say. Not even if it is the law.... not just Biblically speaking here. And you might even be called a name or two... or three... You might be talked about in certain circles. You might even have your phone ring out of your pocket... cell phone that is.

I won't apologize for being passionate about children. About roles and responsibilities as mothers and wives.

That's part of the job. Part of the call. Sure I have chocolate for women in my Bible study classes and candy on my desk for those who sit or pass by it. That does not mean that I am all sugary.

Part of the job is understanding that there are days when people love you, hate you, or somewhere in-between. It is necessary to accept that no matter what others think of you... you must go back to the One who truly matters the most.

Again.... do your actions/words line up with His Authority?

If it does... thank Him for it even if it is not pleasant for you to do.

There is a difference between just hearing and actually doing.

Signed,
Thanking Him in Texas for strength that is clearly not my own

Giving Thanks. Answered Prayers.

This morning I simply must give thanks to Him. I remain in awe.....

One of the privileges I/we have in ministry is walking with others who are also in ministry. Brothers and sisters in Christ from all over the USA.

In the last couple of days, it has been a sheer joy to read several of the emails that are coming from these individuals. Reading/seeing/hearing how God has indeed answered their prayers. Prayers, at times, prayed while in the pit. For those still there.... take heart and be of encouragement. Real Hope, as always, is found only in Him.

Yesterday... I wrote about the Men's Ministry Breakfast that was taking place at our local physical church building. Little did I know.... Austin, our sixteen-year-old son, was one of the individuals asked to pray. Grown men kept telling me how his heart was evident in his words. And how it truly ministered to them... Austin greatly enjoyed being around the older men in our church as did Travis and Parker. Then again, they always do. May the generations realize there is much to benefit from one another.

There's this woman. I could not help but be reminded of being a good neighbor when talking with her in the hallway. She offered her new car to me to drive any time I'm in need of one. She has health issues that keep her from driving much. She said, "It is just a thing. It is to be used for doing God's will." Brother G is her lawn pastor. The boys take out their trash when her husband is out of town. We are neighbors in every sense of the word that God intended.

I've never been a morning person. Back some time ago now... I started praying for God to change me in that way. I woke up this morning at 5:00 a.m. praising Him. Now... if that does not go to show the power of prayer......

Giving thanks. Answered prayers. What a way to start the morning!

Thank You Lord for today! This moment.....

Now That's Cool.

Totally cool to know that there are men/boys right now in our local physical church building praying, eating, and encouraging one another.

As a wife and mother of three sons... I also find it cool how my husband has taken our sons with him this morning. How they were up and ready to go by 6:45 a.m. I am thankful and blessed.

God is at work. Our Father truly does know best. No one is cooler than Him.

Who do you think is cool?

What do you think is cool?

How do they line up with His Word?

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?