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As often as we could, but not nearly often as I would like, Wayne and I hiked trails through the woods. One of my favorite trails is along the Swannanoa River that courses through the park and campus at Montreat College. It’s a noisy hike in the fall. Have you ever noticed how loud dry leaves can sound? The rattle of dry leaves flapping on the ends of thin branches in the gentle breeze call for me to stop and watch. Squirrels and even lizards moving in the leaf piles at the foot of tall trees makes them sound much bigger and more threatening than they are. Or the sound of leaves dancing around in a whirl of dizzying wind, a tiny whirl-wind that blows out as quickly as it comes. And the voice of the water as it tumbles over rock piles, gurgling and laughing as the path twists around and over the rippling stream. The peaceful, wonderful and soothing sounds of fall.

 

I watch the leaves tumble or float, while others whirl and twirl as they leave the tree where they’ve worked since spring. Sometimes the wind catches the leaves, blowing them off the trees until it looks like it is raining leaves.

 

But if you are an adult, falling isn’t fun. It’s funny to someone else, but it’s not fun. Just a side note, why is it watching people fall down is so hilarious? And I’m not the only person that laughs when someone falls. America’s Funniest Videos (AFV) celebrated 500 episodes and 22 years of laughing at people fall. Which only proves falling is funny, as long as they don’t get hurt and it’s not you!

 

But far too often falling isn’t funny and people do get hurt. Ask my friend that broke her wrist from a recent fall. Or my neighbor that was holding a ladder for her husband, when he missed a rung on the ladder, he tumbled down, onto his wife. While it was a soft landing for him, it was a broken leg for her. Falling wasn’t funny to either of them.

 

So my advice—don’t fall!

 

Are you thinking, “Yeah? And how am I gonna keep from falling?”

 

So glad you asked! While carefulness and determination are part of surefootedness, you need more. You can get hurt if you fall physically, but you can hurt your testimony and yourself worse if you fall spiritually. By falling, I mean fall into sin, fall into rebellion or depression or even resentment.

 

 

Paul offers some powerful God breathed advice on how not to fall.

 

2 Peter 1:5-10 nlt So make every effort to apply the benefits of these promises to your life. Then your faith will produce a life of moral excellence. A life of moral excellence leads to knowing God better. 6 Knowing God leads to self-control. Self-control leads to patient endurance, and patient endurance leads to godliness. 7 Godliness leads to love for other Christians, and finally you will grow to have genuine love for everyone. 8 The more you grow like this, the more you will become productive and useful in your knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ. 9 But those who fail to develop these virtues are blind or, at least, very shortsighted. They have already forgotten that God has cleansed them from their old life of sin. 10 So, dear brothers and sisters, work hard to prove that you really are among those God has called and chosen. Doing this, you will never stumble or fall away.

 

 

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Remember:

If you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything! (Quoted- Source is widely argued.)
I love to travel. We have been to some glorious places. We’ve seen the U.S.S. Arizona Memorial in Hawaii, approved Mt. McKinley in Alaska, purchase the London Bridge in Arizona and the Sequoia’s in California. We don’t go for the touristy places, we want to explore nature, old landmarks or museums.  I love meeting people and hearing their stories. But basically, I just love to “go”.

I love to travel. We have been to some glorious places. We’ve seen the U.S.S. Arizona Memorial in Hawaii, Mt. McKinley in Alaska, the London Bridge in Arizona and the Sequoia’s in California. We don’t go for the touristy places, we want to explore nature, old landmarks or museums.  I love meeting people and hearing their stories. But basically, I just love to “go”.

I get my love for traveling honest. My grandmother loved to “go” too.  I remember so clearly, my mother would ask Mama ( that’s what we called our grandmother) “Wanna go home with me?” Almost, every time, she would say “let me change my apron”. She’d find a fresh apron, lay some clean underwear inside her apron, roll it into a tight roll and tuck it under her arm. She’d return to the living room with it tucked under her arm and a smile on her face and say “I’m ready”. That woman should have won a medal for “lightest luggage” or something. That has to have been some kinda record.
I’m not recommending you travel that light, but with the fees airlines are charging these days for luggage it pays to pack light. I have three suggestions to help you pack lighter.

Pack for where you’re going. Not where you are.

How does a Florida girl pack for Alaska? She doesn’t pack shorts and sleeveless shirts, that’s for sure. I wanted to have clothes that would be warm enough and appropriate for where I was going. It didn’t matter that I was from Florida; I needed clothing that was appropriate for Alaska. So I called a friend that had just returned from Alaska. He knew exactly what I should and should not pack.
     1. You gotta know where you’re going. What do you want to accomplish with your life or ministry? What is your goal? What is God’s goal for your life? What is your passion?
     2. Unpack your past. Unpack fear, pain, offenses and prejudices. Unpack jealousy, the dirty clothes, the scraps of paper and junk that litter the bottom of your suitcase from your last trip.
     3. Know what you need. What skill sets will you need for where you’re going? If you want to write, take a course in writing. Start sharpening your skill sets and your knowledge base for where you are going.

I love to travel. We have been to some glorious places. We’ve seen the U.S.S. Arizona Memorial in Hawaii, viagra order Mt. McKinley in Alaska, the London Bridge in Arizona and the Sequoia’s in California. We don’t go for the touristy places, we want to explore nature, old landmarks or museums.  I love meeting people and hearing their stories. But basically, I just love to “go”.

I love to travel. We have been to some glorious places. We’ve seen the U.S.S. Arizona Memorial in Hawaii, Mt. McKinley in Alaska, the London Bridge in Arizona and the Sequoia’s in California. We don’t go for the touristy places, we want to explore nature, old landmarks or museums.  I love meeting people and hearing their stories. But basically, I just love to “go”.

I get my love for traveling honest. My grandmother loved to “go” too.  I remember so clearly, my mother would ask Mama ( that’s what we called our grandmother) “Wanna go home with me?” Almost, every time, she would say “let me change my apron”. She’d find a fresh apron, lay some clean underwear inside her apron, roll it into a tight roll and tuck it under her arm. She’d return to the living room with it tucked under her arm and a smile on her face and say “I’m ready”. That woman should have won a medal for “lightest luggage” or something. That has to have been some kinda record.
I’m not recommending you travel that light, but with the fees airlines are charging these days for luggage we are all packing lighter. I have three suggestions to help you pack lighter.
Pack for where you’re going. Not where you are.
                How does a Florida girl pack for Alaska? She doesn’t pack shorts and sleeveless shirts, that’s for sure. I wanted to have clothes that would be warm enough and appropriate for where I was going. It didn’t matter that I was from Florida; I needed clothing that was appropriate for Alaska. So I called a friend that had just returned from Alaska. He knew exactly what I should and should not pack.
     1. You gotta know where you’re going. What do you want to accomplish with your life or ministry? What is your goal? What is God’s goal for your life? What is your passion?
     2. Unpack your past. Unpack fear, pain, offenses and prejudices. Unpack jealousy, the dirty clothes, the scraps of paper and junk that litter the bottom of your suitcase from your last trip.
     3. Know what you need. What skill sets will you need for where you’re going? If you want to write, take a course in writing. Start sharpening your skill sets and your knowledge base for where you are going.

Finally, illness I got my summer clothes out of the attic and into the dresser drawers only to realize summer is almost over. Where has the summer gone? School supplies wait on shelves for the get-back-to-school rush! That is the bell that says summer recess is over, get back to work! But summer is supposed to be the time for a resting vacation. Maybe your va-cation was a sta-cation that turned into a work-cation. What happened to the rest part?

 

By the way what is rest? It really looks different to each of us. Rest for my friend Pete is kayaking, which sounds like way too much work me! To me rest is a hammock, assuming I can get into the thing without landing on the ground a dozen times; a big hammock, swaying gently under a shade tree, in a quiet place, beside a stream, birds serenading me, complete with a great book and a tall glass of iced lemonade. Other favorite of mine are: quiet walks through canopied trails and along the seashore; or plopped in a chair on the porch watching sunsets in the mountains; or laughing with my grandchildren. In this mad-dash world that we live in today, it is difficult to find genuine rest. Have you discovered a place of rest?

Rest was God’s idea. Let’s take a look.

1. He established and commanded (not suggested) a day to rest.. (Exodus 20:11)

2. He provides a physical system for rest; sleep.

3. We can believe God for sweet sleep. Proverbs 3:24 KJV

4. We can sleep in peace so our emotions can rest. Psalm 4:8 KJV

5. God established a place of rest that can only be entered by faith and the obedience enabled by faith. (Hebrews 4:1-6) We walk by faith, live by faith and rest because we have faith. Faith in a God that never sleeps, never leaves us and watches over us tenderly.

6. Biblical refreshing…While all these points are vital and viable; there are numerous resources accessible to help you rest better. But often biblical refreshing is overlooked in our quest to rest.

In our quest to rest, we need to be careful that we do not miss the rest that is available in God’s presence. Acts 3:19 (KJV) “Repent ye therefore, and be converted, that your sins may be blotted out , when the times of refreshing shall come from the presence of the Lord.” It is a place, just as real as your favorite physical location.

I’ve seen children, youth and adults experience that rest in corporate worship; scattered around the room, as they knelt, many laying their faces on the floor resting in the sweet peace of God’s presence.

 

 

I’ve moved into a quiet place of rest, in my private worship.

 

It’s not automatic! That place of refreshing that God has for us can be missed. Isaiah 28:12 “To whom He said, “This is the rest with which you may cause the weary to rest,” And, “This is the refreshing”; Yet they would not hear.”

Need a vacation? Hurry! Summer is almost over, but before you go, unpack your worries, leave them in God’s hands, and rest.

 

Matthew 11:28

KJVCome unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden , and I will give you rest.

Finally, rx I got my summer clothes out of the attic and into the dresser drawers only to realize summer is almost over. Where has the summer gone? School supplies wait on shelves for the get-back-to-school rush! That is the bell that says summer recess is over, patient get back to work! But summer is supposed to be the time for a resting vacation. Maybe your va-cation was a sta-cation that turned into a work-cation. What happened to the rest part?

 

By the way what is rest? It really looks different to each of us. Rest for my friend Pete is kayaking, which sounds like way too much work me! To me rest is a hammock, assuming I can get into the thing without landing on the ground a dozen times; a big hammock, swaying gently under a shade tree, in a quiet place, beside a stream, birds serenading me, complete with a great book and a tall glass of iced lemonade. Other favorite of mine are: quiet walks through canopied trails and along the seashore; or plopped in a chair on the porch watching sunsets in the mountains; or laughing with my grandchildren. In this mad-dash world that we live in today, it is difficult to find genuine rest. Have you discovered a place of rest?

Rest was God’s idea. Let’s take a look.

1. He established and commanded (not suggested) a day to rest.. (Exodus 20:11)

2. He provides a physical system for rest; sleep.

3. We can believe God for sweet sleep. Proverbs 3:24 KJV  

4. We can sleep in peace so our emotions can rest. Psalm 4:8 KJV

5. God established a place of rest that can only be entered by faith and the obedience enabled by faith. (Hebrews 4:1-6) We walk by faith, live by faith and rest because we have faith. Faith in a God that never sleeps, never leaves us and watches over us tenderly.

6. Biblical refreshing…While all these points are vital and viable; there are numerous resources accessible to help you rest better. But often biblical refreshing is overlooked in our quest to rest.

In our quest to rest, we need to be careful that we do not miss the rest that is available in God’s presence. Acts 3:19 (KJV) “Repent ye therefore, and be converted, that your sins may be blotted out , when the times of refreshing shall come from the presence of the Lord.” It is a place, just as real as your favorite physical location.  

  

I’ve seen children, youth and adults experience that rest in corporate worship; scattered around the room, as they knelt, many laying their faces on the floor resting in the sweet peace of God’s presence.

 

 

I’ve moved into a quiet place of rest, in my private worship.

It’s not automatic! That place of refreshing that God has for us can be missed. Isaiah 28:12 “To whom He said, “This is the rest with which you may cause the weary to rest,” And, “This is the refreshing”; Yet they would not hear.”

Need a vacation? Hurry! Summer is almost over, but before you go, unpack your worries, leave them in God’s hands, and rest.

 

Matthew 11:28 KJV Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden , and I will give you rest.

Finally, I got my summer clothes out of the attic and into the dresser drawers only to realize summer is almost over. Where has the summer gone? School supplies wait on shelves for the get-back-to-school rush! That is the bell that says summer recess is over, get back to work! But summer is supposed to be the time for a resting vacation. Maybe your va-cation was a sta-cation that turned into a work-cation. What happened to the rest part?

 

By the way what is rest? It really looks different to each of us. Rest for my friend Pete is kayaking, which sounds like way too much work me! To me rest is a hammock, assuming I can get into the thing without landing on the ground a dozen times; a big hammock, swaying gently under a shade tree, in a quiet place, beside a stream, birds serenading me, complete with a great book and a tall glass of iced lemonade. Other favorite of mine are: quiet walks through canopied trails and along the seashore; or plopped in a chair on the porch watching sunsets in the mountains; or laughing with my grandchildren. In this mad-dash world that we live in today, it is difficult to find genuine rest. Have you discovered a place of rest?

Rest was God’s idea. Let’s take a look.

1. He established and commanded (not suggested) a day to rest.. (Exodus 20:11)

2. He provides a physical system for rest; sleep.

3. We can believe God for sweet sleep. Proverbs 3:24 KJV  

4. We can sleep in peace so our emotions can rest. Psalm 4:8 KJV

5. God established a place of rest that can only be entered by faith and the obedience enabled by faith. (Hebrews 4:1-6) We walk by faith, live by faith and rest because we have faith. Faith in a God that never sleeps, never leaves us and watches over us tenderly.

6. Biblical refreshing…While all these points are vital and viable; there are numerous resources accessible to help you rest better. But often biblical refreshing is overlooked in our quest to rest.

In our quest to rest, we need to be careful that we do not miss the rest that is available in God’s presence. Acts 3:19 (KJV) “Repent ye therefore, and be converted, that your sins may be blotted out , when the times of refreshing shall come from the presence of the Lord.” It is a place, just as real as your favorite physical location.  

  

I’ve seen children, youth and adults experience that rest in corporate worship; scattered around the room, as they knelt, many laying their faces on the floor resting in the sweet peace of God’s presence.

 

 

I’ve moved into a quiet place of rest, in my private worship.

 

It’s not automatic! That place of refreshing that God has for us can be missed. Isaiah 28:12 “To whom He said, “This is the rest with which you may cause the weary to rest,” And, “This is the refreshing”; Yet they would not hear.”

Need a vacation? Hurry! Summer is almost over, but before you go, unpack your worries, leave them in God’s hands, and rest.

 

Matthew 11:28

KJV Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden , and I will give you rest.

The hurry up, clinic do more, visit this site be more, doctor have more attitude leaves too many of us stretched and stressed. We need more than another Time Management book; we need rest-good rest-refreshing rest.


Exodus 33:14 “And he said, My presence shall go with thee, and I will give thee rest.” God wants us to enjoy rest. God planned for our rest…then why do we live such stress filled, tired lives?

Hebrews 4:1 “Therefore, since a promise remains of entering His rest, let us fear lest any of you seem to have come short of it.”

 

This verse is a warning that we can miss the rest God has prepared for us. The word used for rest here means “a resting place or calming of the winds”. God wants to give us refreshing rest that brings us peace and calmness.

 

This portion of scripture (Hebrews 4:1-6) takes us to the story of the Israelites standing on the border and brink of entering the Promised Land, still they didn’t possess it. God intended for them to enjoy rest, peace, provision and protection. Why would they miss the rest God intended them to enjoy? Look at verse 2 “For indeed the gospel was preached to us as well as to them; but the word which they heard did not profit them, not being mixed with faith in those who heard it.”

 

What happened? They didn’t believe. They didn’t take the promise and mix it with God’s Word.

 

Now I’m sure some great cooks out there will disagree with me, but I love, love to bake with a cake mix. I don’t like heavy pound cakes; I like the light textured cakes that come out of a box. When my grand-daughter Ashlyn was two, she was helping me bake a cake. While I was gathering the ingredients and utensils, she took the mix to the table and ripped the bag open. You can imagine the explosion of flour that went everywhere. She then poured the remaining cake mix into the baking pan. I explained to her that we had to mix in the liquid ingredients in order to make a cake.

 

Hebrews 4:2 teaches us that the word must be mixed with faith to be profitable. Is the word profitable in your life? There are promises to cover whatever is stressing you. Be proactive. Find that promise and mix it with faith.

 

Don’t be driven by your “To Do” list. Ask for wisdom and expect it.

 

Give your cares to God. Feed your faith and not your fears. What you feed grows. Address your stress with attitude changes and life changes that are based on faith in the promises of God.

 

page ‘sans-serif’; color: #010101; font-size: 12pt”>The hurry up, information pills do more, be more, have more attitude leaves too many of us stretched and stressed. We need more than another Time Management book; we need rest-good rest-refreshing rest.


Exodus 33:14 “And he said, My presence shall go with thee, and I will give thee rest.” God wants us to enjoy rest. God planned for our rest…then why do we live such stress filled, tired lives?

Hebrews 4:1 “Therefore, since a promise remains of entering His rest, let us fear lest any of you seem to have come short of it.”

 

This verse is a warning that we can miss the rest God has prepared for us. The word used for rest here means “a resting place or calming of the winds”. God wants to give us refreshing rest that brings us peace and calmness.

 

This portion of scripture (Hebrews 4:1-6) takes us to the story of the Israelites standing on the border and brink of entering the Promised Land, still they didn’t possess it. God intended for them to enjoy rest, peace, provision and protection. Why would they miss the rest God intended them to enjoy? Look at verse 2 “For indeed the gospel was preached to us as well as to them; but the word which they heard did not profit them, not being mixed with faith in those who heard it.”

 

What happened? They didn’t believe. They didn’t take the promise and mix it with God’s Word.

 

Now I’m sure some great cooks out there will disagree with me, but I love, love to bake with a cake mix. I don’t like heavy pound cakes; I like the light textured cakes that come out of a box. When my grand-daughter Ashlyn was two, she was helping me bake a cake. While I was gathering the ingredients and utensils, she took the mix to the table and ripped the bag open. You can imagine the explosion of flour that went everywhere. She then poured the remaining cake mix into the baking pan. I explained to her that we had to mix in the liquid ingredients in order to make a cake.

 

Hebrews 4:2 teaches us that the word must be mixed with faith to be profitable. Is the word profitable in your life? There are promises to cover whatever is stressing you. Be proactive. Find that promise and mix it with faith.

 

Don’t be driven by your “To Do” list. Ask for wisdom and expect it.

 

Give your cares to God. Feed your faith and not your fears. What you feed grows. Address your stress with attitude changes and life changes that are based on faith in the promises of God.

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Hugh Latimer was an influential leader in the reformation; a very dangerous time to be trying to influence people that “we are saved by grace and not works.” Queen Mary was the daughter of Henry VIII and was known as “bloody Mary” for killing Christians. However, King Henry VIII actually killed more Christians than she did. Bishop Latimer understood the cost of his commitment and shares his personal thoughts at the beginning of one of his sermons in his role as the royal chaplain. ” Latimer, Latimer, thou art going to speak before the high and mighty king Henry VIII., who is able, if he think fit, to take thy life away. Be careful what thou sayest. But Latimer, Latimer, remember also thou art about to speak before the King of kings and Lord of lords. Take heed that thou dost not displease Him.”

 

How would your ministry be different if every time you prepared for a service, if every time you spoke or touched people, you reminded yourself “I am about to speak before the King of kings and Lord of lords and I must be careful that I don’t displease Him”?

 

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sale ‘serif’; font-size: 12pt”>Hugh Latimer was an influential leader in the reformation; a very dangerous time to be trying to influence people that “we are saved by grace and not works.” Queen Mary was the daughter of Henry VIII and was known as “bloody Mary” for killing Christians. However, King Henry VIII actually killed more Christians than she did. Bishop Latimer understood the cost of his commitment and shares his personal thoughts at the beginning of one of his sermons in his role as the royal chaplain. ” Latimer, Latimer, thou art going to speak before the high and mighty king Henry VIII., who is able, if he think fit, to take thy life away. Be careful what thou sayest. But Latimer, Latimer, remember also thou art about to speak before the King of kings and Lord of lords. Take heed that thou dost not displease Him.”

 

How would your ministry be different if every time you prepared for a service, if every time you spoke or touched people, you reminded yourself “I am about to speak before the King of kings and Lord of lords and I must be careful that I don’t displease Him”?

 

 

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The Biblical  Treasury The Sunday School Union 1882

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Where do I begin? How can I use words to describe the scope of what I experienced in Guyana? I’ve wrestled with it for days. Waiting until I had a beginning point—a place to dive into all that I experienced. I still don’t have that point. I want to share the stories of committed, ailment faith-filled men and women and what God is doing through them, visit this site but that can’t be the launch point, not yet. I want to share with you what God did in my life, how full I returned and how blessed I was by the presence of God and the people I met, but that would take too long! Let me say though, that I received more than I gave out! God touched my life in a powerful way. Are you supposed to get that blessed on a mission’s trip?? I was blown away! I will never be the same!

 

Guyana means land of many waters and we saw lots of water. It was rainy season, so we got lots of rain. Still it was hot and those cold bottles of water, wrapped in a paper towel, that they handed us again and again, were so refreshing! That’s how I saw my role there, I was there as a water carrier, bringing water to refresh the precious children’s ministry leaders and pastors. It was a labor of love! And I saw on their faces and heard in their voices that they were as refreshed spiritually as I was, as we drank together from the rivers of living water that flowed out of that conference!

 

Pastor Tessa Smith, the National Children’s Ministry Director invited Billy Burns, Ignite the Supernatural Conference, to speak into the Children’s Ministry Leaders and pastors there. 278 people from 7 of the 10 districts of Guyana registered for the conference. Young people. Old People. Even in-between people attended. Eager to learn. Eager to pray. Eager to experience the presence of God. And we did. His presence was absolutely awesome. Precious Holy Spirit showed up powerfully!

 

The conference was a mixture of general ministry sessions and practical how-to workshops. Billy Burns has a special anointing on his life to help leaders, not just children’s ministry leaders, but all leaders and pastors, understand just how easy it is to help people receive precious Holy Spirit! He was on fire! But I guess that’s to be expected when you got a name like Burns! By the time the conference was over, there was a constant race to see who could say his mantra first, “Today is the day of the Holy Ghost!” And it really is.

 

Wayne taught leaders to use object lessons and costumed characters when teaching on Holy Spirit. He gave lots of practical illustrations and suggestions. Within small groups they came up with characters they could use in their ministry. My personal favorites was the miner—they mine for bauxite, diamonds and gold in Guyana, the woman at the well and the insect. These folks are so creative. Loved their ideas!

 

Vickie’s gentle personality explodes into passion and energy when she steps up to teach. She is transparent and encouraging as she teaches leaders how to take children into the presence of God through worship. Her fun songs was a hit and her inspiration was a home run!

 

And I got to teach on the anointing, one of my very, very favorite subjects, teaching children to pray, another one of my favorites, pastoring the altar, no I won’t say it again…can I just say I love, love what I do! I just have to mention one more of my favorite workshops, Holy Spirit, My Favorite Prayer Partner—I love teaching that workshop! Oh, I’m ready to teach it again!

 

And then on Sunday, Pentecost Sunday, I had the privilege of preaching in the House of Prayer! Can you believe that? The House of Prayer. The pastor, Rev. Louis Crawford was a gentleman and statesman. What a powerful man of God he is! The service started at 7:30 in the morning and wasn’t over until 10:45. As the worship continued for an extended time, Pastor leaned over and said, “Don’t worry, you will have an hour to speak.” An hour? A whole hour on Sunday morning? Hallelujah! I was in heaven! Preaching in Guyana on Pentecost Sunday and one hour to share what God had given me! What a day of Pentecost we celebrated that morning! The front was totally filled with people receiving precious Holy Spirit as believers, the pastors and Wayne and I prayed for people to receive. It was glorious!

 

But that wasn’t the end of my day of Pentecost adventure, Pastor Crawford took us to Pastor Jadubal’s church where Billy Burns was preaching. That church was so full we had to sit outside. when the altar call was given the entire altar area was filled. When I say filled, I am not exaggerating! What an amazing church. What an amazing day! God showed up in that place. Do you know what I mean when I say that?

 

The highlight of the entire trip, for me, was meeting Pastor Jadubal. He is an amazing, amazing man of faith that God is using mightily. I can’t wait to share his stories with you.

 

As I close this post, will you pray for Guyana–right now? Ask God to empower His church to be agents of change in the midst of great darkness. Ask God to send revival that breaks the chains of idolatry that would enslave the minds of people. Pray for children’s ministry leaders to be bold to reach their communities for Christ creatively and through the power of precious Holy Spirit.

 

Thank you for joining me in prayer. Thank you for praying for us while we were gone. Thank you for being a light where you are—for doing the works of Jesus to impact your community. Thank you for letting me share my Guyana adventure with you. I appreciate you so much

Where do I begin? How can I use words to describe the scope of what I experienced in Guyana? I’ve wrestled with it for days. Waiting until I had a beginning point—a place to dive into all that I experienced. I still don’t have that point. I want to share the stories of committed, side effects faith-filled men and women and what God is doing through them, check but that can’t be the launch point, not yet. I want to share with you what God did in my life, how full I returned and how blessed I was by the presence of God and the people I met, but that would take too long! Let me say though, that I received more than I gave out! God touched my life in a powerful way. Are you supposed to get that blessed on a mission’s trip?? I was blown away! I will never be the same!

 

Guyana means land of many waters and we saw lots of water. It was rainy season, so we got lots of rain. Still it was hot and those cold bottles of water, wrapped in a paper towel, that they handed us again and again, were so refreshing! That’s how I saw my role there, I was there as a water carrier, bringing water to refresh the precious children’s ministry leaders and pastors. It was a labor of love! And I saw on their faces and heard in their voices that they were as refreshed spiritually as I was, as we drank together from the rivers of living water that flowed out of that conference!

 

Pastor Tessa Smith, the National Children’s Ministry Director invited Billy Burns, Ignite the Supernatural Conference, to speak into the Children’s Ministry Leaders and pastors there. 278 people from 7 of the 10 districts of Guyana registered for the conference. Young people. Old People. Even in-between people attended. Eager to learn. Eager to pray. Eager to experience the presence of God. And we did. His presence was absolutely awesome. Precious Holy Spirit showed up powerfully!

 

The conference was a mixture of general ministry sessions and practical how-to workshops. Billy Burns has a special anointing on his life to help leaders, not just children’s ministry leaders, but all leaders and pastors, understand just how easy it is to help people receive precious Holy Spirit! He was on fire! But I guess that’s to be expected when you got a name like Burns! By the time the conference was over, there was a constant race to see who could say his mantra first, “Today is the day of the Holy Ghost!” And it really is.

 

Wayne taught leaders to use object lessons and costumed characters when teaching on Holy Spirit. He gave lots of practical illustrations and suggestions. Within small groups they came up with characters they could use in their ministry. My personal favorites was the miner—they mine for bauxite, diamonds and gold in Guyana, the woman at the well and the insect. These folks are so creative. Loved their ideas!

 

Vickie’s gentle personality explodes into passion and energy when she steps up to teach. She is transparent and encouraging as she teaches leaders how to take children into the presence of God through worship. Her fun songs was a hit and her inspiration was a home run!

 

And I got to teach on the anointing, one of my very, very favorite subjects, teaching children to pray, another one of my favorites, pastoring the altar, no I won’t say it again…can I just say I love, love what I do! I just have to mention one more of my favorite workshops, Holy Spirit, My Favorite Prayer Partner—I love teaching that workshop! Oh, I’m ready to teach it again!

 

And then on Sunday, Pentecost Sunday, I had the privilege of preaching in the House of Prayer! Can you believe that? The House of Prayer. The pastor, Rev. Louis Crawford was a gentleman and statesman. What a powerful man of God he is! The service started at 7:30 in the morning and wasn’t over until 10:45. As the worship continued for an extended time, Pastor leaned over and said, “Don’t worry, you will have an hour to speak.” An hour? A whole hour on Sunday morning? Hallelujah! I was in heaven! Preaching in Guyana on Pentecost Sunday and one hour to share what God had given me! What a day of Pentecost we celebrated that morning! The front was totally filled with people receiving precious Holy Spirit as believers, the pastors and Wayne and I prayed for people to receive. It was glorious!

 

But that wasn’t the end of my day of Pentecost adventure, Pastor Crawford took us to Pastor Jadubal’s church where Billy Burns was preaching. That church was so full we had to sit outside. when the altar call was given the entire altar area was filled. When I say filled, I am not exaggerating! What an amazing church. What an amazing day! God showed up in that place. Do you know what I mean when I say that?

 

The highlight of the entire trip, for me, was meeting Pastor Jadubal. He is an amazing, amazing man of faith that God is using mightily. I can’t wait to share his stories with you.

 

As I close this post, will you pray for Guyana–right now? Ask God to empower His church to be agents of change in the midst of great darkness. Ask God to send revival that breaks the chains of idolatry that would enslave the minds of people. Pray for children’s ministry leaders to be bold to reach their communities for Christ creatively and through the power of precious Holy Spirit.

 

Thank you for joining me in prayer. Thank you for praying for us while we were gone. Thank you for being a light where you are—for doing the works of Jesus to impact your community. Thank you for letting me share my Guyana adventure with you. I appreciate you so much

While the Thanksgiving holiday is behind us, sick it’s warmth, troche gratitude and essence are more fragrant today that they were Thursday. Let me explain.

 

When I discovered that Kimberly’s three fledglings would be out of school on Wednesday before Thanksgiving, ailment I asked if I could borrow them. I had been planning crafts and things we could do together for several weeks. While none of my pictures come close to Pinterest quality, the memories we made were awesome. They made popsicle stick puppets, then moved from one craft to another where they painted and glued and created. It was messy. It was wonderful.

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We made Indian Teepees from Pinterest. I should have read the directions more closely, because the cones tipped and leaked into my oven. (No, the smoke alarm didn’t go off, because I took it down. I’m tired of being the Smoke Alarm Queen.) Sorry, Kimberly, I know that doesn’t make you too happy. But think about it this way, they made it safely home…so no worries.

 

Karyn made her first pie crust all by herself from scratch! Way to go, girl! It was flaky and delicious!

karyn-rolling-out-pie-crust

Brayden and Ashlyn helped me arrange flowers for Kimberly’s table.
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It was sooo much fun! They cleaned up behind themselves.It just doesn’t get any better, but then it did.  Ashlyn came up to me and asked, “Would you mind if I vacuumed your floor?” I though I heard the Hallelujah Chorus right then and there! Hallelujah! Yes, baby, you just have at it!

 

We decided to go for a walk. I didn’t know God was going to use Ashlyn again, as He has on so many occasions to talk to me. They had been inside all day, so it was time for some exercise. Ashlyn handed me the camera as we put on our shoes to go outside with the instruction, “Here take this.”

 

“Why do I need the camera?” I asked. “We’re just going to walk down the street. We’re not going anywhere except right here in the neighborhood!”

 

Her twinkling smile was convincing,”In case we see something special,Nana.”

 

We walked a few houses down the street, “Show me something special,” I asked Ashlynn.

 

She flashed that big grin at her Nana and pointed to the mailbox. “Take a picture of the mailbox, Nana.”

 

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So I did. It’s a beautiful mailbox. I’d never seen it before. I chuckled; because all these years that I’ve lived in this house, I’d never noticed that beautiful mailbox.
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Again, she pointed and I clicked. “Look Nana, see the flower…

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and the fountain ….

 

By this time, Brayden had joined the search…is the fruit ripe yet? …referring to the loquat tree at the entrance of the neighborhood.

look-nana-loquat

Take a picture of the roses, Nana

look-nana-roses and the yard….and…

 

She was right my neighborhood was filled with special things! Thank you, Ashlyn for helping me to see them. They are special. Gifts of beauty–from God–there for me to enjoy, but I hurry past without even noticing until with tiny fingers she points them out to me. Pleasures, simple pleasures, but I have to see them, to enjoy them. 

 

I respond with heartfelt gratitude and glee. (Does that sound like too strong a word for such little things? Not when you’re seeing the beauty through the eyes of a child! Or when you see every little thing as a gift from God.) “Thank you God for sweet smelling velvet roses on a late November day. Thank you God for a childish reminder to notice special things, so I can savor them. Thank you a little hand inside mine, skipping alongside me as I tried to remember how to skip…and I did. Thank you God, for Brayden racing ahead, you know he’s our miracle boy, jumping across the drain grate at the pond and calling to Ashlyn to do the same—and she did!

 

 

I am reading Ann Voskamp’s “one-thousand-gifts

 

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While the Thanksgiving holiday is behind us, pills it’s warmth and essence are more fragrant today that they were Thursday. Let me explain.

 

When I discovered that Kimberly’s three fledglings would be out of school on Wednesday before Thanksgiving, buy information pills I asked if I could borrow them. I had been planning crafts and things we could do together for several weeks. While none of my pictures come close to Pinterest quality, the memories we made were awesome. They made popsicle stick puppets, then moved from one craft to another where they painted and glued and created. It was messy. It was wonderful.

indian-teepees

We made Indian Teepees from Pinterest. I should have read the directions more closely, because the cones tipped and leaked into my oven. (No, the smoke alarm didn’t go off, because I took it down. I’m tired of being the Smoke Alarm Queen.) Sorry, Kimberly, I know that doesn’t make you too happy. But think about it this way, they made it safely home…so no worries.

 

Karyn made her first pie crust all by herself from scratch! Way to go, girl! It was flakey and delicious!

karyn-rolling-out-pie-crust

 Brayden and Ashlyn helped me arrange flowers for Kimberly’s table.

 2012-11-21 arranging-flowers-together

It was sooo much fun! They cleaned up behind themselves.It just doesn’t get any better, but then it did.  Ashlyn came up to me and asked, “Would you mind if I vacuumed your floor?” I though I heard the Hallelujah Chorus right then and there! Hallelujah! Yes, baby, you just have at it!

 

We decided to go for a walk. I didn’t know God was going to use Ashlyn again, as He has on so many occasions to talk to me. They had been inside all day, so it was time for some exercise. Ashlyn handed me the camera as we put on our shoes to go outside with the instruction, “Here take this.”

 

“Why do I need the camera?” I asked. “We’re just going to walk down the street. We’re not going anywhere except right here in the neighborhood!”

 

Her twinkling smile was convincing,”In case we see something special,Nana.”

 

We walked a few houses down the street, “Show me something special,” I asked Ashlynn.

 

She flashed that big grin at her Nana and pointed to the mailbox. “Take a picture of the mailbox, Nana.”

 

 look-nana-mailbox

So I did. It’s a beautiful mailbox. I’d never seen it before. I chuckled; because all these years that I’ve lived in this house, I’d never noticed that beautiful mailbox.

 

look-nana

Again, she pointed and I clicked. “Look Nana, see the flower…

look-nana-fountain 

and the fountain ….

 

By this time, Brayden had joined the search…is the fruit ripe yet? …referring to the loquat tree at the entrance of the neighborhood.

look-nana-loquat

Take a picture of the roses, Nana

look-nana-roses and the yard….and…


She was right my neighborhood was filled with special things! Thank you, Ashlyn for helping me to see them. They are special. Gifts of beauty–from God–there for me to enjoy, but I hurry past without even noticing until with tiny fingers she points them out to me. Pleasures, simple pleasures, but I have to see them, to enjoy them. 

 

I respond with heartfelt gratitude and glee. (Does that sound like too strong a word for such little things? Not when you’re seeing the beauty through the eyes of a child! Or when you see every little thing as a gift from God.) “Thank you God for sweet smelling velvet roses on a late November day. Thank you God for a childish reminder to notice special things, so I can savor them. Thank you a little hand inside mine, skipping alongside me as I tried to remember how to skip…and I did. Thank you God, for Brayden racing ahead, you know he’s our miracle boy, jumping across the drain grate at the pond and calling to Ashlyn to do the same—and she did!

 

 

ding Ann Voskamp’s “one-thousand-gifts

 

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When I think about the pilgrim’s landing at Plymouth Rock I am drawn down memory lane to our visit to our fabulous Plimoth Plantation. http://www.plimoth.org (A wonderful trip for families! Although we have experienced numerous living villages, what is ed the Plimoth Plantation remains my favorite. Probably because of the painful story that I am about to share.

 

Like most of the living history museums we have loved across the nation, clinic artisans were employed in their trades. Farmer were caring for their sheep. Children were picking vegetables from small gardens inside the fences that surrounded the little thatched hut houses. Women were cooking over smoky fire pits. Every living museum demonstrate these events, cialis 40mg but Plimoth Plantation takes historical reality one step farther. Each actors assumes the name and personality of a real person that actually lived at Plimoth. As a guest you are invited to interact with the residents of the tiny colony. Their response to your comments and questions are seasoned by the personality, culture and beliefs of the person they are representing. You are invited to enter the open doors of their homes and chat with them as they walk and work.Jason and Kimberly were fascinated, but not any more than I was. I was captured and intrigued by the flower bearing herbs , crooked neck squash and tiny tomatoes that grew in their yards.

 

Wayne and I meander through museums at different speeds, because of our different interest. Wayne lingers to watch blacksmiths or tanners, while I linger over gardens and food. My son Jason shares my love of food! Wayne took Kimberly with him, and I took Jason with me. As lunch time approached the men and children trudged through muddy paths homeward where they would eat lunch. Everyone shared my curiosity—what did they eat?  How did they cooked it? What would they eat it from?Wayne started inside the one roomed home and motioned for us to join him. By the time I got to the door, the door way was full.  People stood on tip-toes or twisted around each other to watch the pilgrim family eat. There was no way for neither Jason or I to see anything. When I spotted a window on the other side of the tiny house, I told Jason to follow me.

 

And much to his chagrin, he obeyed. We stood at the window peering inside. Now we could see everything. The man sat in a simple wood chair, while his wife dipped the steaming contents from a pot and onto plates.  The man looked up from us plate and out the window-straight at us. Clearly, I remember the surprise in his voice. “Oh my! We have window peepers. Proper visitors enter the door and don’t gawk at the window. Please, join us inside.”

 

Proper visitor? I was in my museum mode…gawking, reading and learning. I forgot I was a guest. Jason was beet red with embarrassment and at the moment I had to have been redder. Poor child, he never let me forget how badly I embarrassed him. From time to time, he’s reminded me of my etiquette blunder.

 

One of the mantras of the Plimoth Plantation is “They knew they were pilgrims.”

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And they did. They knew they were pilgrims. They thought like pilgrims. They planned like pilgrims. They lived like pilgrims. But what made them pilgrims? It wasn’t their funny looking hats or the strange clothes they wore. Not even the foods they ate or the culture they came from. It wasn’t their religious affiliation or their lavish inheritances or their empty bellies.

 

It’s what they did, their journey, their search for a place where they would have the freedom to worship God  that made them pilgrims. They left their homes, their relatives, their culture, their normal for God.They traveled to a strange land with strange foods, to live among people that spoke a language they didn’t understand. Their faith propelled and sustained them. Their discipline and commitment energized them. Other travelers came to this new world, but they failed. Why did the pilgrims succeed? Let’s look at the writing of George Cuthber Blaxland in his book “Mayflower” for an explanation.

 

And so we pause in our review of the causes by which the Pilgrim Fathers of New Plymouth were able to bring their Colony through storm and trouble to a position of stability and success, where so many failed. The causes lay in the men themselves, in their resolution, their industry, their sober self-control, their faithfulness to one another,  and their maintenance of a high standard of righteousness in their dealings with their fellow-colonists and with the Indians. They succeeded because they deserved to succeed. The qualities for which we admire them and by which they deserved and won success sprang from a root which lay yet deeper. It sprang from a sincere devotion to the service of God and the belief in His sustaining power and protecting arm. The spirit of faith and of the love of God breathes in every page of our author’s manuscript (Gov. Bradford), and in this he is, we may well believe, the representative of those whose history he records. And it is this spirit which gives its Epic character to the history which he relates, for it is an Epic of the ways of God with men, of the vindication of His faithfulness to those who trust in Him. “Taken from “Mayflower” essays on the story of the Pilgrim fathers as told in Governor Bradford’s ms  George Cuthbert Blaxland, John Smith (Accessed from Google Books)

 

Are you a pilgrim? Look with me at  Hebrews 11:13 These all died in faith, not having received the promises, but having seen them afar off, and were persuaded of them, and embraced them, and confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth. 14 For they that say such things declare plainly that they seek a country. 15 And truly,if they had been mindful of that country from whence they came out , they might have had opportunity to have returned . 16 But now they desire a better country, that is , an heavenly: wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their God: for he hath prepared for them a city.

If you are a believer—you are a pilgrim.

Think like one…live like one…believe like one.

Realize you are a pilgrim. This earth is not your home. You’re headed somewhere.

Pilgrims are headed somewhere better. This life is a dressing room for heaven.

Pilgrims look where they’re going, not where they are or where they’ve been. Don’t look around you or behind you. Look to Christ.

Pilgrims are willing to pay the price, work hard or even suffer for God. Diligence. Faithfulness. Committed. Self-control. All describe a pilgrim.

Pilgrims trust God.

 

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