Shoes, Shoes, Shoes

What more to say about them?
We buy ‘em, wear ‘em, display ‘em and blabla ‘ems.

I love beautiful nice shoes. The older I get I love it when I find a beautiful yet comfortable pair! Shoes, however, are a huge point of frustration for me. I wear a size 5. I inherited from my mother the ability to loose weight in my feet. Over the past few months I have lost a few pounds. Prior to the little bit of weight loss I could sometimes s-t-r-e-t-c-h into a 5.5 shoe. Now, however, I must have a size 5. According to wiki.answers.com the average American lady’s shoe size is 8 – 8.5. Hummm I’m slightly below average. In Houston there are a couple of shoe stores specializing in small sizes. The problem is not many manufactures are making size 5 shoes.

I have spent quite a few hours of late searching for the right shoe for Trent and Calah’s wedding. I have been in store after store only to learn they no longer carry smaller than a size 6. All of my adult life I have had difficulty finding shoes. Now it is even harder to find a small shoe. Today Deadra, our secretary, joined me in an excursion to the Galleria in search of a pair of shoes. After her feeling my anguish she insisted on going into a particular store. I assured her the shoes were too expensive. Soon after entering the store we found the PERFECT pair. Deadra wanted me to just buy them. Well, after seeing the price she decided maybe I should not. The shoe cost $695.

If manufactures stop making size 5 what will I do? Since there seems to be no shortage in size 5 slippers and flip flops does this mean I can start going places in them? I’ve seen flip flops and slippers monogrammed for the bride or bridesmaid. Maybe I can find a pair for mother of the groom!

Ok enough of my ramblings. I just wanted to share my frustration. My blogging usually reveals more depth than shoes. However, I thought you ladies would understand my frustration.

George Raymond Thomas

The last couple of weeks I have thought so much of Dad. I’m not really sure why. Today I have thought why the continual thinking of Daddy. Is it the older Trent gets the more he reminds me of him? Is it always in a transition time in our life I miss him? Trent getting married is definitely a transition! Is it I see things so black and white and of late I’ve thought of him because he caused me to be this way? Is it because my passion for outreach was inherited from him and my time stays filled with outreach?

My Dad struggled with brain cancer for 4 years. He passed from this life in November of 1981 at the young age of 42. My Mom was only 35 and had 4 children. I was 18 and my youngest sister only 7.

Dad was an incredible leader. He served the Alabama district in many roles. He served many years on the district board. Dad was a mentor to young ministers. I have fond memories of people like Danny and Barbara Johnson, pastor in South Texas; and Jerry and Phyllis Jones, UPCI Secretary; preaching revivals for Dad.

Outreach was Dad’s passion. Many Saturdays were spent walking trailer parks and neighborhoods inviting people to church with Dad. Many are in the church today. Some of those converts are ministers and wives.

Dad was a sharp dresser. Whatever the current style, Dad was sure to wear it. I remember the vivid floral ties and the knit leisure suits. His hair was always very neatly styled, too.

As I best remember, Dad could do anything except work on cars. He was very handy with his hands and was a pretty awesome carpenter. Laziness and Daddy never were in the same sentence.

Dad loved his family. I remember as passionate as he was for God and the church his love for us was even greater. He loved taking us to school. Those were very special times. Often he let Mom sleep in and he would even get us up and off to school. We lived near Dauphine Island and Dad enjoyed taking us to the beach.

My Dad was a very spiritual man. He studied and prayed often. I don’t remember him being a great orator but rather being an incredibly anointed preacher. Baptisms and Holy Ghost outpourings were the norm.

Daddy was a very humorous man. He loved acting silly and pulling pranks. I remember him pulling hose over his head and scaring us. He would call the house and talk like someone else. He would fool us every time.

I’m saddened that most of my friends did not know my Dad. I wish my church knew him. I wish Trent and Redonia knew Daddy. It still amazes me that though many years have passed, I still miss him so much.

Thank you, Daddy, for instilling so much in me. I will see you again one day!

Fantabulous Time

I have had some unusual happenings of late. My dear buddy Bro. Broadway passed away, I ruptured a tendon in my finger, fell out of my parent’s van – head first, my baby boy is getting married, and on and on my list could read. These events have left me feeling a little tired. Normally District Conference is one of those times simply a requirement. This year, however, has been a fun and refreshing time.

Wednesday I enjoyed sleeping the entire way to Beaumont. After checking into the hotel Kent and I enjoyed a romantic dinner at one of my favorites, Carrabba’s Italian Grill. I enjoyed an early bedtime and vowed I would sleep until noon. Being the early riser that I am, I couldn’t force myself to stay in bed that late!

After a slow Thursday morning, Mom and I enjoyed about an hour of shopping before meeting the men at the business meeting. Then, Kent and I enjoyed lunch at Papadeauxs with Kevin & Jackie Prince, Texas District Secretary; Carlton Coon, General Director of Home Missions – UPCI; Kenny Prince, pastor Bullard, TX; and Keith & Carla Clark, pastor Quitman, TX. After Thursday night’s service we joined friends at Floyds for more seafood. We laughed with Mark & Diane Green, pastor Broadus, TX; Jonathon & Victoria Green, TBC faculty; Philip & Tina Moore, pastor Sherman, TX; Keith & Melissa Castleberry, pastor College Station, TX; Lee & Lynda Wells, evangelist from Dallas; Jim Renfro, pastor Longview, TX; Dan Christensen, minister from Louisiana; and Jeff Sanders, evangelist from Arkansas. I think we finally got back to the hotel around 2:00 am.

This morning was the annual Texas District Minister’s Wives Breakfast. Donna Myre, Diane Green and the entire committee did a fantastic job planning this event. The Apostolic Church decorated with beautiful fresh floral arrangements. Each magnificent arrangement boasted beautiful displays of fresh fruit. The speakers spoke on “Leaving a Legacy”. Each speaker spoke 3 -5 minutes and brought an item to represent something handed down from their Mom. Every speaker did a remarkable job. The topics varied from Bible reading, to joy in every situation, to hospitality, to songs, to finances, to serving the family meagerly but ever so meaningful. I sat with my Mother, Shirley Patrick; Mother-in-Law, Joye Smith; missionary wives, Kathy Brott and Judy Nicolls; Marjorie Becton, wife of retired General Secretary of UPCI; and Sherry McCoy, pastor’s wife Port Arthur. This year’s breakfast was the most delightful I have attended.

This afternoon Michelle LaBrie hosted a resale to upscale shopping tour. Approximately 15 ladies joined. Michelle and her husband Mike own Sun Tours, a limo service. We travelled on one of their tour buses. We managed to work in a quick Starbucks stop. I am sorry I can not remember everyone but a few that joined the fun was Mom, Carla Clark, Dovey Ensey, Brenda Russo, Jackie Prince, Donna Myre, Datha Alexander, Christine Landtroup, Judy, Nicolls, Sis. Wayne Whitmire, Elaine Whitmire, Debbie Hudson, and Karen Wehrle. Okay I’m getting old and have forgotten some of the ladies. Anyway we ALL had lots of fun laughing and spending money!

Jonathon and Brenda Elms and The Apostolic Church have done a fantastic job hosting the conference. Too bad I am a wife and do not get a vote. My vote would be to bring it back to Beaumont every time! Maybe my vote would be to repeat the fun in other cities every year. I have enjoyed my friends.

Give Thanks with a Grateful Heart

Grateful (adj.) Appreciative of benefits received; thankful
Thanks (v) Acknowledgment of a benefit; give credit

Outreach efforts have brought me in contact with Ms. Nell, a most precious African American lady who will be 79 years of age on Saturday. Each time I go to Dugan I pass Ms. Nell’s home. Most times she is sitting on her porch. Often I slow down to speak and get a very cheery response. Sometimes I stop and talk across the fence. Lately I have felt very close to this dear grandmother and have gone inside the fence.

Ms. Nell reminds me of my sweet late Mamaw Ingram. Ms. Nell attends church regularly in fact she is the church Mother of her congregation. She continually praises the Lord. Yesterday I was able to deliver her a large Blueberry Cheesecake Muffin. She thanked me and thanked the Lord for giving it to her. Later in the evening, Kent and I took 3 large Easter Lilles left from Easter. As I sat on her front porch and visited with Ms. Nell, Kent planted them in her flower bed.

Our visits with Ms. Nell have caused me to realize the difference of saying thanks and giving thanks with a grateful heart. Simply saying thank you acknowledges something while saying so with a grateful heart expresses a true appreciation. Yesterday Ms. Nell expressed to me that God takes care of her even with simple things like plants and muffins. She said I know you and Pastor have done these things but God has used you to deliver them to me. She said I sit here and Praise the Lord all the time for His many blessings to me. (Reminded me of Mamaw)

As we left with a tear in her eye, she said I just thank the Lord and praise God for letting you be my friend. We were in the Lexus and and the top was open. As we were driving away from her house we heard her exclaim, “Oh praise the Lord, thank you Jesus”. My heart leaped. I heard my Mamaw, again! I realized I have made a friend with a grateful heart. Today and everyday for the rest of my life I want to “give thanks with a grateful heart”. This post does not adequately express the presence of the Lord I feel just thinking about the lesson my friend has taught me of a grateful heart.

Honor the Lord, Have Mercy on the Poor

Proverbs 14:31(KJV): "He that oppresseth the poor reproacheth his Maker: but he that honoureth him hath mercy on the poor."

Throughout scripture, we see God's concern and love for the poor, as He instructs His people to give to them and treat them with equity. By so doing, we bring honor the Lord. God maintains the cause of the poor by raising up people to help them.

Deuteronomy 15:7: "If there be among you a poor man of one of thy brethren within any of thy gates in thy land which the LORD thy God giveth thee, thou shalt not harden thine heart, nor shut thine hand from thy poor brother:8 But thou shalt open thine hand wide unto him, and shalt surely lend him sufficient for his need, in that which he wanteth."

Luke 4:18-19: "The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised, 19 To preach the acceptable year of the Lord."

The very nature of our Lord is to seek out the poor and help them. We are commanded to do likewise. When we give to the poor and help them with material assistance, it opens the door so that we might present the gospel. The Lord is interested in every soul. As we reach out to others with His love and compassion, we are able to lead them to Him. Jesus came to not only save us from our sin; but to save us from sickness, harm, fear, and poverty. The Bible tells us that when we reach out to help any one who is needy, poor, sick or in prison, it is the same as giving to the Lord Himself. The Lord shall reward us for it. However, the opposite is also true. When we fail to minister to the poor, hungry and sick, we also fail to minister to the Lord.

I am trying to reach beyond what is comfortable and endeavoring to help my children learn to reach those who are less fortunate. After taking home the 15 children who came to Sunday School, I invited a hurting child to lunch with my family. This child is very dysfunctional. Just listening today we were amazed with our little buddy’s exposure to drugs and alcohol. Initially Kent and Trent were a little overwhelmed with his behavior. No he was not dressed nice for a restaurant nor did he use table manners that we are accustomed to using but we enjoyed treating this child to lunch. He chose Mexican food and certainly enjoyed the nachos. I chose him and certainly enjoyed the lessons I learned today. God help me to never be too good to reach the children and the poor.

Help me this week by saying a prayer for my lil buddy.....

Peace, A Godly Inheritance

Peace is a gift or an inheritance given to us from God. Jesus does not give peace in worldly or humanly fashion. The secular remedy of gaining peace is by altering circumstances. While taking a day off, a vacation, or even enjoying nature can offer rest and relaxation, these attempts do not give inner peace.

Jesus gives peace in the midst of trouble, distress, turmoil, heartache or pressure. He has the ability to still the storm and quiet the waves. If He chooses to protect us in the storm we can rest contently in the boat knowing water can not swallow the ship. Often circumstances do not change but rather our mind and spirit changes to contain peace that passeth understanding. Keeping our mind stayed on Him helps us to realize He is always with us therefore we are always safe.

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you:

not as the world giveth, give I unto you.

Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid. John 14:27

Prayer

Hear my prayer, O Lord, and let my cry come to You. Psalm 102:1

Prayer requests can be disheartening regardless how exciting it is to gather with friends to pray. Someone is having health problems. A child has cancer. A couple in the church is getting a divorce. A missionary is having difficulty raising financial support. It’s easy to grow weary of listening to prayer requests. Bearing not only personal needs but those of others can be burdensome.

Then with mighty power a warrior begins to pray. With confidence, he thanks God for His absolute control over all things. With tears, he pleads with God to work in the lives of those for whom prayer is requested. With honesty, he acknowledges that we don't always understand what God is doing. Like the psalmist, he turns a time of complaining about man's problems into a time of praising God for His listening ear. Prayer turns to praise because one saint believes that the Lord hears "the prayer of the destitute, and shall not despise their prayer" (Psalm 102:17).

Praise God's holy name forever
There is none that can compare
To the blessing of His presence
When we meet with Him in prayer. —Anon.

“Although the outlook may be bleak, the up look is always bright.”

What a Week!

After having spent several days at the bedside of my buddy, Rev. Guy C. Broadway, he passed from this life Thursday morning. Today I spent some time in their home with a few ladies from CUPC. We enjoyed visiting with Sis. Broadway as we helped with a few housekeeping chores. So many memories flooded my thoughts as I spent quality time in the Broadway home. Tomorrow we will join the Broadway family in receiving friends and family from 2pm – 5pm at Klein Funeral Home, Magnolia. Monday we will celebrate his home going beginning at 2 pm at the CUPC Sanctuary.

Thursday afternoon many ladies from CUPC traveled to Lufkin for the Texas District Ladies Conference. We found it to be a “different” conference than previous years. We enjoyed time together most. I am thankful for each lady who made the effort to attend. Our fun times together will be cherished.

Pray the van route will be successful tomorrow. I did not have time for outreach today. I felt Sis. Broadway needed me most. I hope all my little buddies will love me anyway! We did enjoy some time of ball and cookies earlier in the week. I love all of my babies.

I hope each of you experience Pentecost tomorrow.

Life in the Parsonage

Ecclesiastes 3 is a favorite passage of mine. It seems that in the parsonage we find our self dealing with “every time”. While we celebrate life or birth with one family we find our self mourning loss with another family. Often these occurrences can be the same day. This week we have juggled family and church. We had needs at CUPC and needs in our family.

Upon arrival home we found ourselves juggling the demands of the office and the needs of people. First, we spent time in the office. About mid day we spent time with our dear Bro. and Sis. Broadway. After seeing his swift decline during our time out of town we knew we wanted to spend more time with him this evening, too. We asked Sis. Broadway to choose something from Luby’s and we were bringing dinner. We returned to the office to accomplish a few more tasks.

Yesterday we decided we would visit our Tall Timber’s children this afternoon. After seeing Bro. Broadway’s condition we decided to put on hold the babies. Moments later two of my little ones called the cell phone and asked if we were going to go to their house. I responded “Absolutely we have already planned a stop to your house today! We can play four square, basketball, and enjoy some homemade cookies and candy!” I gathered a couple of balls and off to the apartments we went. We had fun playing with the kids. Deadra and her girls joined us. I know Brooklyn had fun making new friends. One of my buddies had a little health problem so we decided to help with getting some medicine. We went to the pharmacy, picked up dinner for Sis. Broadway, back to Tall Timbers to deliver the medicine, then off to the Broadways.

Bro. Broadway is very sick and is ready to meet the Lord. I’m certain it will not be many days until we celebrate his home going. We were able to spend several hours in the Broadway home. I enjoyed hearing Sis. Broadway speak fondly of her dear husband.

Tonight I feel strange emotions. I’m excited that Daja called and we had a most incredible time of ball and snacks with a large group of friends in the park. I’m saddened that though heaven will gain I will lose soon such a buddy as my retired minister friend, Bro. Broadway.

Please pray for both the budding of life of my special friends and the passing of life. Join me in prayer for the peace and comfort of the Holy Ghost for Rev. & Mrs. Guy C. Broadway. Bro. Broadway asked again tonight that we pray he sees an angel before long. I know that to live is Christ and to die is gain!

Family Need

After service last night, Trent came to me quite excited that Uncle Andy had to be taken to the hospital from church. Josh had been trying to reach all of us via our cell phones. I checked my phone and there were numerous missed calls and messages. I knew there was urgency. I had a few children to take home. Upon return to the church I found my husband pacing in front of the church with his brief case in hand. He jumped in the car and said, “We have to go to Austin my brother has suffered a heart attack.”

After a quick trip by the house to pack a bag and gather a few clothes, we “flew” to Austin. My brother-in-law, David “Andy” Smith pastors in Marble Falls, Texas. Andy apparently suffered a heart attack last night while preaching. His wife, Pam, and their son and daughter-in-law rushed him by car to the Emergency Room. The faster Pam drove the faster Andy wanted her to drive. He was in a great amount of pain. After stabilization, he was transferred to Austin. Today he is scheduled for a heart cath. Please keep Pam and Andy and their children in your prayers. Andy has confessed to having had several of these “episodes” of late just not as major. We know regardless the problem God is the Healer.

Harvest Results

CUPC enjoyed the harvest of outreach today. I sit really tired yet too overwhelmed to take a nap. To the many persons who have read my husband and my blogs and have sent personal emails or phone calls inquiring of the harvest we are experiencing, let me assure you that when an outreach campaign is launched much prayer and dedication is required. It is very evident that I have been involved in spiritual warfare today. I faced many spirits at the homes I visited. I know Satan is roaring in Dugan. One Mom was very angry with me and even followed me around the apartment complex wanting to make sure her child and others did not go to the Pentecostal church. The husband had given permission yet the wife raged.

We had 15 children ride the van. Three adults provided their own transportation. We had more than a dozen children walk to church. These are neighborhood children who come daily to play on our campus. Each time the children come to play we endeavor to invite them to the next service. Some of them were in service today for the very first time.

Each day in Dugan I stop and chat across the fence with a sweet elderly lady, Mrs. Nell. Today my friend was not out on her porch because was in great pain. I invited the adults helping me to join me in prayer for her healing. As we entered the home not only did we enjoy the delicious aroma of bacon being cooked but the sweet spirit of this dear lady. We felt the presence of the Lord as we prayed. We claimed her healing in Jesus name. Today as I dropped off the neighbor children Mrs. Nell was sitting out on her porch with a big smile. She exclaimed to me that she was praising God that He took away the pain.

Many of the children we are reaching have difficulties ranging from ADHD to Autism to anger issues to depression. The emotional, mental, and behavioral disorders are very real. Additionally most of these children have spiritual issues within themselves or their family. Unfortunately we do not have the man-power to have all educators or counselors in our classes. We have common ordinary teachers. Pray God will keep them strong for the harvest. I’m so thankful that regardless to race, age, or problem I serve a God who is meeting the needs of our city. He will meet the needs of the laborers as well as the harvest.

!!!!!Better than Expected!!!!!

Wow! Amazing! Incredible! Awesome! Powerful! On and on and on and on and on the adjectives continue to roll through my head. This morning as I looked into my pantry I realized for some strange reason I had several large containers of candy accumulated. We are not candy eaters but seem to accumulate lots of it. Kent and I bagged approx 80 goodie bags of candy. By night fall every bag was given away to deserving outreach children.

Misti Ferguson, Shirley & Javier Nunez, Redonia, Kent and I went in the church van to Dugan. We had an overwhelming response. At first I was disappointed because not many children were out. One of my buddies said it was because this was the weekend most of the kids had to go and visit their Dads. Of course this broke my heart. This just reminded me that most of the children don’t live with their fathers.

We took advantage of the day and tried to visit with some of the adults without children. After doing so kids started appearing from everywhere. After a little bit Redonia disappeared. She is a totally beautiful young lady who really should not wander around by herself. We found her helping some little girls fill water balloons. You could tell the girls thought Redonia was so cool. Tall Timbers ROCKS and each of us had so much fun!

After leaving Tall Timbers we went to a smaller apartment complex nearby. Wow! What shock we felt! I'm pretty sure Misti and Shirely were on overload by this point in the day. This complex seems like what you would expect in another country. The apartments are very small and each building is really close. We made new friends. Seven people committed to being in church tomorrow from this complex.

Now for a drum roll, a shout of victory, a cry of thanksgiving, a spirit of rejoicing....are you ready….we have 44 persons committed to going to church tomorrow. Yes!! Praise the Lord! Seven of these are adults. Somebody is going to receive the Holy Ghost tomorrow. Yes, I KNOW and don’t remind me that not all of them will come but if I pick up ½ and normally the ratio is greater than that I will have 22 guests. Now for vehicle space….we are taking the van and Shirley is taking her Suburban. We know that will not be enough space if most join us. We will call for back up support if more is needed. Thanks for keeping CUPC in your prayers. Stay tuned for a soon to be Holy Ghost count!

Going to be Great....

Hopefully I'll be back later today with some exciting news..........it's going to be great! Can hardly wait....if you follow my blog you know what it will be about. Try to guess. What do I do almost every day? What is my passion? Where do I go 5 out of 7 days? I know you've already guessed it! Do come back so I can share with you....

Urgent Prayer Request

Katrina, the lady baptized at our MLK picnic, came to the church today for prayer. She is very miserable with life and wants a change. She said that something strange has happened in her life since she was invited to the picnic. She thinks it is strange that she keeps being reminded in little ways about our church. She keeps thinking about the baptism. She has heard things from others about our church, she was asked by a neighborhood boy for a ride to play basketball with some buddies. When she got him to the “place” it was our church parking lot. Never mind that we have a goal in a parking lot not even marked like a court! He had friends from the neighborhood that invited him to hang out and it just happened to be CUPC. No, it did not just happen God just arranged it to be CUPC. Katrina lives a very rough life. I will not disclose her personal circumstances but trust me she needs God. We prayed with her in our church nursery as her toddler played. She wept and cried and we felt God in such a powerful way. She immediately hugged both my husband and I and thanked us for praying with her. She asked that I walk with her to her car. She kept telling me that she wants to change but feels so trapped by her past and is almost scared to let down her walls and allow good things to happen. Once she is delivered I will share her testimony! It’s going to be powerful. Today I ask that each of you please pray for my new friend. She needs to know God as her deliverer.

I previously posted she and her husband were baptized, I'm not sure who the man was but he is not her husband. Maybe he's a friend or relative. Sorry for the inaccurate post!

Simple Quotes

Ok, I am a relatively simple person. I like straight lines and the simple things in life. I prefer simple thought provoking quotes rather than lengthy monologues that leave little for creativity. Following are a few inspirational quotes. Hopefully at least one will be new to you. I pray your Wednesday was blessed.

Never be afraid to try, remember...Amateurs built the ark.

Professionals built the Titanic.

-Unknown

Always be a first-rate version of yourself

instead of a second-rate version of someone else.

-Judy Garland

Watch your thoughts; they become words.

Watch your words; they become actions.

Watch your actions; they become habits.

Watch your habits; they become character.

Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.

-Frank Outlaw

Too many people go through life waiting for things to happen

instead of making things happen!

-Sasha Azevedo

Opportunity is missed by most people

because it is dressed in overalls,

and looks like work.

-Thomas Edison

Let us be silent that we may hear the whisper of God.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

God promises a safe landing - not a calm passage.
-Unknown

There are two lasting bequests we can leave our children.

One is roots, the other one is wings.

-Hodding Carter, Jr.

Yesterday's the past, tomorrow's the future,

but today is a gift we call the present.
~Bil Keane

We Ran Away....

Kent and I have worked 7 days a week from 7 am - midnight for several weeks. Today we ran away! We went to the office and worked until noon. Then we escaped! We told Deadra upon arrival at the office that we would be leaving at noon. Although we could not take a long break because Bro. Broadway was sent home from the hospital and placed in Hospice Care. We did enjoy a break until time to meet with the Broadway family this afternoon.

After getting dressed a little more casual we drove through the countryside. Our first stop was in Brenham at the Must Be Heaven Sandwich Shoppe. We enjoyed a quiet quaint lunch. During our meal we looked out the window and saw Donna Myre, a pastor's wife, sitting in a church van. We were hiding so we didn’t even take the time to speak! After lunch we walked around the downtown square for a few minutes. Then we got in the car opened the top and headed to Chapel Hill. From Chapel Hill we drove through countryside to Independence. We went in an old country store in Independence where I enjoyed an ice cream bar. Then we meandered through the country to Washington on the Brazos. After leaving Washington we drove to Anderson. From Anderson we headed home to visit and pray with the Broadways. We met Redonia for a fast food dinner at Popeye’s. Then we had coffee at the Sugar Cube. Shhhhhh no one missed us so don’t tell anyone we took a few hours to ourselves….

I captured a few cute pictures of my handsome prince in the bluebonnets. He took a couple of me but I know why he wanted to get me away for a few hours after looking at the pictures. My eyes have horrible dark circles. I look worse than tired…Though I enjoyed the countryside I enjoyed holding hands and nodding off, too! Something about getting in the car puts me to sleep.

Easter Weekend Memories

Priceless Innocence

One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed little Alex

standing in the foyer of the church staring up at a large plaque.

It was covered with names with small American flags

mounted on either side of it.

The seven year old had been staring at the plaque for some time.

The pastor walked up, stood beside the little boy,

and quietly said, "Good morning Alex."

"Good morning, Pastor, what is this?" Alex asked the pastor.

The pastor said, "Well, son, it's a memorial plaque

dedicated to all the young men and women

who died in the Service."

Soberly, they just stood together, staring at the large plaque.

Finally, little Alex's voice,

barely audible and trembling with fear asked,

"Which service, the 8:30 or the 10:45 ?"

I had fun making and passing out Easter baskets! Several children would not have gotten one otherwise. One Father thanked me repeatedly. Finally, this Dad stated "We didn't have the money to buy baskets for our children this year." We had an incredible day @ CUPC. I had 9 children on the van. We had 4 other families from Dugan drive themselves to church this morning and/or tonight. Every part of our day was great!

On a lighter side, each year I make baskets for Redonia and Trent. Normally, they receive their baskets prior to Sunday School. This year each of them left the house very early and I didn't give them their baskets. I left the baskets out for them in the kitchen but I suppose neither went to the kitchen. After church I asked them if they saw their baskets. Both responded "No". Redonia continued and said "Mom I thought you probably didn't think about doing one for us since you were enjoying making the baskets for your little bus kids". She didn't say it jealously or frustrated. She just knew how happy I was doing for my "babies". Trent refused to get his until Calah came over tonight. He wanted to get his at the same time. I'm sure my big babies were excited, too!

Easter Baskets, Eggs, Candy, and Egg Hunt

This week I decided some of my friends may not receive a Easter basket. Thursday I estimated how many of my little friends would join me for church on Sunday. I decided to make one dozen baskets. This would allow for a few children that come to church faithfully without their parents.

Friday in thinking about our annual egg hunt, I thought it would be fun to have some of my friends join me. I decided to go to Dugan to invite my buddies. Sis. Alba joined me in the fun. I had 20 children agree to attend. I got beat in a few games of four square, too!

Today was the annual egg hunt 23 children from Dugan joined me. Much to my surprise when we got to the church 8 families who visited our MLK picnic last week was at the egg hunt. Thanks, Babe for being the bus captain. Thank you Scott for taking your Suburban and allowing me to fill it, too.

As I took children home from the egg hunt I invited each one back for Easter. I am in trouble! I have 24 children that plan to ride the van/vehicle in the morning. I am short 12 baskets. This doesn’t allow for any of the other children. My first drop off was really encouraging. I asked the Dad if his son could join me tomorrow. He smiled big and said “He sure can but our entire family has decided to go, also.” I tried hard to maintain my composure. I really wanted to shout!

Upon my return to replace plants at the sanctuary doors the Silent Praise was practing “Behold the Lamb”. What an incredible job they were doing! Courtney, our events coordinator, has a beautiful cross draped in purple with lilies and ferns at the base. Our maintenance director has the shrubs trimmed nicely. The church is ready for guests.

I’m off to buy more baskets, grass, candy, surprises, and cellophane! I trust your Easter will be as exciting has mine has begun. Resurrection is life…I am experiencing life in Conroe!

Count it Joy

Thomas Edison inventor of the microphone, phonograph, incandescent light, storage battery, movies with sound, and more than 1,000 other things immeasurably improved the quality of our lives. He found there was a great deal to learn from failures and trials that life brought his way including dyslexia.

In 1914, the laboratory where many of Edison’s inventions were birthed caught fire. Fire companies from eight surrounding towns responded. Inadequate water pressure and intense heat left firefighters with nothing more to do than watch two million dollars in assets that were insured for only $238,000 burn to the ground.

The next morning Edison looked at the ruins and said, “There is great value in disaster. All our mistakes are burned up. Thank God we can start anew.”

It is hard to face our trials with the spirit that was found in Thomas Edison, but that’s exactly what God expects us to do. Trials can result in spiritual growth.

“My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials.” (James 1:2)

Spring

Annually as Spring approaches I eagerly await the appearance of the first Texas Bluebonnet. Yesterday I caught a glimpse of something blue. It was the initial appearance of a few Bluebonnets.

Past springtime’s meant shopping for the right matching little outfits for Redonia and Trent. The perfect smocked dress and the little button on shorts with French lace for Trent. Later I would trim an Easter basket with matching ribbons and lace for Redonia’s dress and find the cutest basket for Trent. I would search for all the favorite candies and just the right trinkets to go in the baskets.

Since the children are grown they select their own outfits. However, they aren’t to grown to accept money to help purchase the outfits. I still delight in pulling a basket from the attic from the past and filling for each of the kids. This year I gain a new daughter and will have 3 baskets to fill.

Today Kent and I are taking the day off. The weather may get a little inclimate but we hope to enjoy early spring. I’m not sure where our day will lead; a trip to Kemah, the countryside, or the bustle of the Galleria. Of course if duty calls we will happily return to responsibility.

Often life gets too busy to recognize the early budding of the trees, the tiny green budding of a shrub, and the whistling of the wind thru the thin foliage of the trees. Wherever you find your self today take time to recognize the majestic creations of our Creator.

MLK, Jr. Park Outreach!

Success

MLK Park was filled with excitement of children, youth, and adults. CUPC had a tremendous response from the community surrounding the park at a huge neighborhood barbeque today. There aren’t adequate words to describe it! We baptized two persons. I KNOW one lady received the Holy Ghost. Everyone enjoyed worshiping and praising God. We had several people who needed miracles of healing. I believe some of them received their miracle. I’ll post a count or an approximate count of guests in a couple of days. We gave away prizes to all ages. We had prepaid cell phones, bikes, scooters, dolls, remote control vehicles, balls, sheets, Easter baskets, small appliances, and cd players. CUPC will never be the same for their generosity and love! I’ll post some pictures later.

Adoption

Not, flesh of my flesh, nor bone of my bone, but still, miraculously my own. Never forget for a single minute, you didn’t grow under my heart, but in it.

I love this little quote. This is one Redonia and I share. There is ABSOLUTLY no difference in our first born, Redonia, and our second born, Trent, whom I did give birth to. Our adoption helps me understand God’s feelings for me.

Romans 8:15 For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father.

Redonia has always been a Daddy’s girl. When she was just a tiny toddler she would jump to his arms from any height never fearing. She KNEW her Daddy would catch her. She knows no matter the circumstance her Daddy will guide her correctly. Redonia isn’t a fearful child but in challenging circumstances just knowing Daddy is near helps her concerns to never grow to fear. Redonia thinks her Daddy can do ANYTHING and has EVERY answer. Likewise, poor Redonia, Kent thinks Redonia can do ANYTHING. Think how much God believes in us. Knowing our human weakness yet His mercies, compassions, and faithfulness is new and great to us every morning.

I could write for hours on the subject of adoption. I truly love it. Redonia loves it. She plans to adopt at least one child. I’ve warned her that her future spouse may not share the same feelings. Her thoughts are simple. ‘He will; how can someone love me and not love adoption?” She is proud to be adopted and knows she is SPECIAL.

I wish all of you had the privilege of knowing Redonia like I do. She is such a beautiful compassionate child. She gives and gives of herself to others. She is like every child, not perfect, but a pleasant gift from God to our family. I hope I can be a pleasant gift used compassionately to help others for God. Thanks, Redonia, for all you have taught me. You are my beautiful baby girl, well my beautiful young lady. I know you are 21 but you will always be my baby! Yes, you are the child we planned for and Trent, well....(this is the ongoing tease between my kids)

Bible Verse Poll

Wycliffe UK, a charity that translates Bibles conducted a survey. The survey found that although the "Good Book" may be less well read today, thousands still draw inspiration from its pages. It also found that the most popular verses tend to be those that offer Christians reassurance that they can overcome life's vicissitudes with faith. Geoff Knot, the director of Wycliffe UK, stated "It's great to see that so many people still find the Bible relevant to their day to day lives and gain encouragement, assurance, hope, comfort and wisdom from what it contains."

Top of the list was a passage from Proverbs. "Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek his will in all you do, and he will direct your paths.” Second place, from Jeremiah, "For I know the plans I have for you," says the Lord. "They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope."

I feel many cling to these scriptures since they relate to areas of human struggles. Anxiety and fear often attacks and paralyzes the ability to trust. Fear of the unknown or the "what if" keeps so many captive. It is easy to read or quote these favorite scriptures. God help me to not only verbalize them but rather live them.

I hope you have time to leave your favorite scripture in my comments. If not a favorite maybe leave one you cling to or one you quote often? Thanks for you input!

"Keep thy heart with all diligence, For out of it are the issues of life" Proverbs 4:23

My Friend, the choices that you make
The many things you do...
Decisions, though they may seem small,
End up defining you.

The books you read, the things you buy,
The places that you go...
You face decisions every day;
You answer "yes" or "no."

Each choice you make is like a seed;
That seed will surely grow;
For what you plant within your heart
Takes root within your soul.

That angry word when caught off guard--
An accident? -- Oh no!
It just exposed the heart's true state,
Laid out for all to know.

"But, that's really not me," you say,
Oh no? Then may I ask,
Where did it come from - truly, friend--
If not behind the mask?

Can words or thoughts or actions come
From where they've never been?
For what goes in comes surely out;
This is a proven thing.

The secret pleasures you delight in,
On which your spirit feeds,
Those things which occupy your thoughts
Will soon show forth in deeds.

What you will do when no one sees
Is who you really are;
And like a mirror actions will
Reflect the state of the heart.

You make a choice-- that choice makes you--
A law of life that stands.
So think about each choice, my friend,
When you are making plans.

And so that heart of yours, beware,
And diligently keep.
For issues that pertain to life
Will flow from out of it!

~Sarah Raber

???Can You Tell I'm Excited???

CUPC had an incredible weekend. Saturday’s outreach was terrific despite the cooler weather. Sunday I ran the van route before church. Kent went with me to take everyone home. I think he was a little overwhelmed with 14 persons plus the 2 of us! I was EXCITED! Every stop he did hop out of the van to take a pic of me and the person(s) we dropped off.

Tall Timbers Apartment's afternoon service was a great success. One of our Sunday School teachers and several youth conducted a mini class for the children. One lady expressed great hatred for Pentecostals to me a few weeks ago. This same lady joined us for the service. She began to weep during the message. She asked some of our ladies to visit with her. She is a lonely hurting Mom. Several persons stood on their balconies and listened to the service. You can check out http://www.rkentsmith.blogspot.com/ for more information.

After the service several went to MLK Park and passed out bottled water. We also invited each of these people to our barbeque which will be held in the park Saturday. We are planning to serve 500 guests. We will have a street service, giveaways, kid’s church and activities, and lots of food! We are going to take a baptismal tank and anticipate people to be baptized in Jesus’ Name and filled with the Holy Ghost!

Excitement is building in our church….

Prayer Requests

Though the weather was cool today we had a great turnout for outreach. The ladies joined me in Tall Timbers. This apartment complex has quite a turnover of residents. Each time I visit I meet new people. Today we got the names of 14 people who are going to ride the church van with me to church tomorrow!!!! One of them is Mom to one of the children. Often in these type neighborhoods people commit on Saturday but by Sunday they change their mind. I feel that some of the new families we met today are really good prospects for church. Please join me in praying that nothing will hinder!!!

The ladies had the privilege of going into some of these apartments. I know CUPC will never be the same! You can read one of our young children's response on his Mom's blog. I know Joshua will be happy tomorrow when he sees some of the children we invited in his Sunday School Class.

Please help me pray for my sweet husband who has been sick this evening. He was unable to attend family prayer tonight. Trent did an awesome job of leading the focused prayer at the conclusion for his Dad. Better watch out, Dad. I think Trent maybe trying to get your job! :)

Additionally we have several needs in our congregation. Megan, a 20 year old, has had two heart transplants. She has been struggling with rejection of the new heart since December. She is hospitalized and I know Megan and her parents are waiting on a miracle. Bro. Broadway, a retired pastor, is very critically ill with a blood disorder. Additionally, he is having some complications that are causing severe pain in his knees and back. The Broadways are people of great faith. My husband wrote a very moving blog about Bro. Broadway.

I know that God is truly able to answer these requests. Blogging is more to me than keeping up with friends but a way for me to connect with HIM. As I read some of your blogs I can truly say I have whispered prayers and I know you will join me. Isn't it great to belong to such a huge family as the family of God?

Servanthood

The mother of Zebedee’s children wanted her sons to sit on either side of Jesus according to Matthew 20:21. Then in Matthew 20:26 - 28 we find the Lord’s attitude towards a servant:

26But it shall not be so among you: but whosoever will be great among you, let him be your minister;

27And whosoever will be chief among you, let him be your servant:

28Even as the Son of man came not to be ministered unto, but to minister, and to give his life a ransom for many

I believe Jesus felt servanthood is challenging because He responded to this Mother’s request for her sons that she did not know what she was asking. He explained holding these positions involved things they were not considering.

Unfortunately when the ten apostles heard the conversation they grew angry. How interesting that even the apostles struggled with increasing the team. Jesus explained that in the kingdom, it is not those who hold authority who are “chief” among them but rather those who serve. Jesus admonished that just as He had come to serve so must the disciples learn to serve. We must use Jesus as the role model in our lives and churches for servanthood. What an example!

To be like Jesus

To be like Jesus

On Earth I long to be like Him

All through life's journey from Earth to glory

I only ask to be like Him

Retreat

Our section hosted a retreat for ministers and wives at Canyon of the Eagles in Burnet. Ten couples including us enjoyed a couple of days of rest and relaxation. Craig and Dana McCracken traveled with us. Craig hardly has a serious moment and kept us laughing most of the trip.

We learned probably at least one valuable lesson; never trust Map Quest’s directions in a rural area. The directions took us down a dirt road that turned to a one lane path that dead ended at a ranch gate, not Canyon of the Eagles. Of course riding with friends this adventure was funny and we were laughing hysterically.

Monday night we enjoyed a nice meal in the lodge and played games with the other couples till around midnight. Tuesday the ladies enjoyed a day trip to Fredericksburg. We shopped, enjoyed a nice lunch, and even an afternoon break for ice cream. We returned just in time for a superb meal. After dinner the Castleberrys, Powells, and Kent and I went to the observatory for an informative session with an astronomer. This happened to be the highlight of the trip. We were able to see Saturn and Mars thru the telescope. We were all amazed that you could actually see the ring around Saturn. How beautiful the heavens! I’m sure the preachers all gained some valuable preaching resources. Later, we enjoyed a time of discussion of ideas with all the couples. After the forum several lingered for rounds of Rook and Dominoes. This morning we met back at the lodge for breakfast then returned to our respective places of ministry. Though before going to the retreat I felt we really didn’t have the time to “waste”, I am glad we made the effort to attend.

Seventeen Years and Counting. . .

Kent reminded me this morning that this week marks our seventeenth year in Conroe. Actually our first service in Conroe was the first weekend in March which would have been yesterday. We enjoyed very powerful services this weekend. Yesterday Pastor preached about having a personal altar experience. You can read about it on his blog. He never gave an altar call. People during the message started flooding the altars. It was a very moving service. After service I took Destiny home. Then I joined the family at a local restaurant. Ironically, two of our original eight church members were sitting at the table with my family when I arrived. Rarely do we eat lunch with people on Sunday. This is a time we reserve to spend with our family. When I walked into the restaurant I thought this is like old times not even realizing it was our anniversary. Sis. Pat and Sis. Martin we love you both. Thanks for staying with us all these years!

During these seventeen years we have experienced many battles. I am happy to report the victories far exceed the defeats. We have been knocked down but never left destroyed. As in any church we have had people come and people leave. We have learned one thing that while we weep with those leaving the backdoor we find ourselves rejoicing with those who come thru the front door. Many spiritual victories have been won in Conroe. I can’t even begin to recount each of them. I remember times of God’s provision in earlier years. We’ve had times of miraculous healings and seasons of nothing but Holy Ghost outpouring. Currently we are in a time of increased prayer and fasting. We are enjoying the results in our services both last weekend and this we have had backsliders renewed.

As I mentioned previously we began with eight people. To put this in perspective we now have 8 praise singers every service plus five musicians and ministers on the platform. The platform alone has more people than we had in the entire church. Wow! At times I get frustrated thinking we are not growing fast enough but when I stop and analyze the growth it is really astounding. I remember teaching Sunday School sometimes holding a baby on my hip and having a varied age group of infants to preteens. Now we enjoy many dynamic classes. The teachers struggle with a few grades combined in one class! The music was so rough. Neither Kent nor I am talented in that area. We have depended on whatever talent God provides. Now our music is incredible. I’m thankful both of our children are talented musically. The youth group that Trent leads has more youth than the congregation his dad led for the first several years. Redonia is our children’s choir director. She directed more children in her choir yesterday than her dad led in congregational worship the first four years. Last night Trent preached while trying to make some youth announcements. The congregation really responded. This was more response that Kent ever got from our new converts the first few years.

Blogging has been good for me this morning. God never let me forget where You have brought us from. Never let me fail to be appreciative for the many blessings You have provided. God I sincerely thank You for all You have done in Conroe. I realize that if You don’t build the house we labor in vain. I know the next few years are even going to be greater because You have given us wonderful people to share our burden. Thank You Lord that even last night we received emails after service from people that are supporting the vision You have given us for Conroe.

Some Change is Not Necessary

I have heard and even read much of change of late. It seems that people can always justify their need to change or not with scripture and even nature. One of my husband’s favorite books to refer leaders resistant to change within the local church is Who Moved My Cheese? by Spencer Johnson, MD. Dr. Johnson’s way of using mice and cheese helps leaders find themselves in a simple plot. Additionally, this book empowers leaders to gain change skills.

I have heard all the scriptures in favor of change. I also know that nests have to get uncomfortable to get the little birds to fly. However, I do realize that the scripture teaches of firm foundations, standing still to see..., the children remained in the wilderness for 40 years. As for nature I recognize mighty oaks change from a little acorn then REMAIN an oak. It may take years for the oak to become tall, strong, or even majestic. However, the oak never changes to be anything different than a oak.

I realize God DOES NOT change but rather I must change. My prayer is God will help me change to measure to his word rather than me try to use the word to measure to my thinkings. I pray God will help the church to be sincere where change is concerned. While we may change many things within the church I hope we do not become so comfortable with change that we begin to change everything. It is by prayer and fasting that God CHANGES things. It is not by talent, ability, personal desires nor personality. Yes our church endeavors to be progressive. Our music is more progressive than some. Our programs meet or exceed the average but I hope the SPIRIT of God REMAINS in our church. I do want to be apart of a church that embraces change for the sake of change or even change that may benefit in some areas yet hinders the overall progress of the church. I do not want to justify areas that I would like to see a change but it really be contrary to the entire plan or will of God.

In this time of governmental elections many focus on the need for change. Many politicians are promising change. In fact one of the presidential canditates is using change as his platform. In the church it seems we are being pressured to change and allow things that we have never allowed. While I easily accept change my prayer is that I will not accept change that will take me off center, off focus or even in a backwards direction.

Positive change within the church requires leaders to navigate the change in order to keep the church in a correct position. Encouraging the church to remain in particular position requires that same leader navigating the church. I challenge your thinking today; to remain requires much more effort than change. Without effort life and its experiences change us whether we desire change or not. To remain often requires a little more effort.

Lately I have read musings of Sis. Linda Elms speaking of her desire for the return of the Lord. I feel surely He must come quickly. My writing of to change or not can cause much controversy. I hope rather than controversy it will help us to prayerfully consider the necessary or needed change versus the areas we should resist change. I have heard sermons that have stirred us that we have encompassed this mountain long enough. However, many times I have heard the same anointed pastors declare this ship is anchored or we will not compromise we will not change. These ministers are not being controversial rather realizing that many times we do need to change. We need to get back to an altar to a consecration with God. We need to gain victory over certain situations.

Today I simply say in a changing world we must realize that the church should remain the same. How sad if people left the church desiring something the church would not change to accept but later returned to realize it is now allowed? God help us to be real, be sincere, and seek You and what You desire for the church and not what we desire. God allow us to change to be more like you and never allow us to change to become more like the world.

Drug Problem

I'm glad I had a drug problem. How about you????

Heroes

a man of distinguished courage or ability,

admired for his brave deeds and noble qualities

Cohabiting in society with persons whose lives are guided by that of their heroes brings diverse values even to our churches. Heroes are often wealthy, in public view, trendsetters, ballplayers, movie stars, rock stars, or sharp dressers and the list goes on and on. While many in our congregations follow these heroes it is challenging for us to admonish these dear people to adhere to Romans 12:2.

“And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed….”

Many adults find it easy to complain about youth feeling peer pressure and having heroes while in fact the same adults are guided by a different set of heroes. Adult heroes are often persons who better prepared for retirement, someone with smoother skin, persons with a more disciplined lifestyle and etc. Preachers and wives have heroes, too. Often these heroes are the ones who are on the conference platforms, the elected leaders, the dynamic orator, the talented musician or singer, the sharp dressers, and this list continues.

I, too, have a few heroes. My heroes are home missionary families. While these may not possess the qualities of the heroes I spoke of in the first paragraph they do fulfill the true definition that I quoted from dictionary.com. Church planting requires a very distinguished courage and ability. Bravery is also required to uproot a family and take on the financial responsibility of not only your family but that of a church. These heroes are selfless. They recognize for their church to prosper personal desires and needs often must be set aside. Home missionary children find themselves involved in things the average child would never do. These children assist with building projects, baby sit for bible studies, and become church workers while they are only adolescents just to name a few.

Though some may feel the duties of home missionaries are negative be assured a true home missionary rarely feels negative about these duties. A brief lonely or tired feeling may enter the thought process but then the burden resurfaces and off to work he will go!

Inspiration for this post is from our friends, Gene and Karla Holley’s blog and a comment made by another friend, Kenny Prince, on the same blog. Each of these families is involved in home missions. Join me in prayer for an outpouring of the Spirit this weekend in Pflugerville and Bullard. Having been a home missionary’s wife I realize the home missionary wife feels the weight for not only the church and her children but also the husband. Join me specifically in praying for my friends, Karla and Karen. Girls, you are my heroes!!!! I know this weekend God is going to do something special for each of you.

Thanks, How Great is Our God

In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you. I Thessalonians 5:18

This morning I woke up with one of “those” headaches. The kind that often indicates seizure activity. We felt I should stay home from the office this morning and rest. As I sit here in my living room with things fresh and orderly and the outside so beautiful I have been reminded of Him. Playing on my blog playlist is “How Great is Our God” by Chris Tomlin. Truly God is great.

I have enjoyed looking out at the trees waving their branches in the bright blue sky. While looking out at the back lawn I have observed pretty little birds playing in the sunshine. Behind our home just at the woods edge I observed a little bunny nibbling the green grass. Across the center of the lawn a little grey squirrel scurried to a tree. The grass is turning green and many of the perennials are budding. It appears springtime is almost here.

Focusing on the quite peaceful things of creation has been refreshing. Though staying home from the office was for a negative reason, I truly give thanks to God that I’ve had this time alone with Him. It has reminded me of the beauty of the little creatures outside and how thankful I am for my beautiful home. Just as God takes care of the little creatures I know God takes care of you and me. Sing with me this morning, How Great is Our God!

Object Lesson from Trent

Trent is our new youth pastor and the kids think he is their new toy. Trent is wildly excited about the youth and enjoys being with them. Yesterday some of them decided to give Trent a wagon ride. Yes, in a little red wagon!

Instead of the boys pulling Trent he was being pushed down a hill. Trent landed on the left side of his body scraping his leg and fingers quite severely. Trent’s version to the Doctor was the wagon decided to turn but his body decided to continue in a forward direction. Trent continued by saying, “Doctor just like in any situation when there is separation or divorce there is always pain and injury. My body separated from the wagon!” Though the Doctor laughed and was taken back by Trent’s analogy she agreed.

So you aren’t ‘hanging’ about Trent’s condition, a visiting Mississippi guy saw the excessive skin hanging from Trent’s finger. He got his pocket knife and cut the skin away. After a couple of hours of bleeding, Trent came to my office and asked me to take him to the doctor. Of course, I did so not knowing of the redneck “widdlin’” on his finger, as Trent called it to the doctor. Unfortunately the cut is very deep and should have been stitched. The pocket knife however left nothing to stitch. Trent was given a shot and his finger was wrapped and splinted. It will have to remain immobilized for two weeks in order for the bleeding to stop and the finger to begin its healing process.

Trent’s discussion with the Doctor provoked my thinking. The correct way to play with a wagon is the rider should remain in the wagon and follow the direction of a leader. We should not direct our path from the wagon nor should we allow every force that would like to give us a thrill to push us. We must follow the lead of Christ. Furthermore, not staying in the wagon regardless the fun we may experience will lead to problems, pain, and even serious injury. Then, in the event of maybe even an inevitable crash in life, please don’t separate what the Great Physician could use to repair the injury…..

Amazing Day

CUPC enjoyed incredible church this weekend. It never ceases to amaze me at how our awesome God works. This morning during the message my husband and favorite Pastor was mightily used of God. The congregation stood and worshiped for almost the entire message. When he got to a very climatic moment someone came in really as a distraction. I’m not sure if she was drunk or possessed. Thankfully the congregation stayed with Kent as he guided people beyond the distraction. Several ministers prayed with the person and she very quickly left. Despite the distraction a young man was very powerfully filled with the Spirit. Tonight this young man was back worshiping and praising God. Our service never really moved beyond the praise and worship. Our worship leaders and praise team did a remarkable job helping to usher each of us into the presence of God. I’m thankful for a church that is a worshiping church. I pray each of you my friends, family, and church family has a blessed week. Love you all so much!!!!

PS We enjoyed the sweetest thing tonight. Our nursery class (yes babies 2 and under) was escorted to the stage tonight by their teachers. The precious babies did the motions to Father Abraham to a really upbeat kids praise and worship track. Well some did the motions. My little niece, Kyleigh, thought it was time to pose and smile at everyone. The audience went crazy….cute, cute, cute….

Relaxing Day

Today has been a relaxing day. One of the things that relaxes me is browsing in a couple of my favorite shops. This morning I spent some alone time in Silks n Twigs. More than an hour later and a little bit less money in the bank I relaxed! Then I came home to display some of my new found items. I teased Redonia when I got home that I had 3 bags of surprises for her. Actually she did lend a helping hand in decorating the dining room table for spring. The biggest challenge was each place setting! Finally we decided to use gold chargers with white dinner plates with gold rims. We placed an Old Country Rose salad plate on top of each piece of white china. Redonia is a very artistic person. Her talents add a little different look to my simple straight lines. Redonia and I are both pleased with our end result. She captured a few pictures of my replicas of chocolate foil covered bunnies and chocolate decorated and foil covered eggs. The bunnies remind me of those that we got in our Easter baskets every year. I dedicate this post to my Mom who is visiting family in Alabama. Mom I know you would just love my Easter look! Thanks for teaching me the importance of making evey day and especially holidays important for my family.

Planning to be Faithful

“Do not those who plot evil go astray? But those who plan what is good find love and faithfulness.”- Proverbs 14:22(NIV)

Not only do I want to find faithfulness in God and others but I want to be found faithful. This morning while reading this scripture it truly was illuminated to me. Being a third generation Pentecostal, a daughter of an awesome pastor, and now a pastor's wife surely I have heard preaching on the way to ensure faithfulness is by PLANNING what is good. I do think that too often we don't plan enough in life but rather respond to life.

This morning my prayer is simply:

God, please help me plan what is good. Never allow me to plot evil nor be apart of those who plot evil. I truly want to be found faithful to you. Jesus. I need You so much more of You than ever before. My family needs You. My children are young adults making life decisions they need You. Not only will my children need to find You faithful but I want You to find them faithful. Oh God so many that we lead in our congregation surely needs a faithful God. Help them Lord I pray to never be guilty of plotting against someone, the church, or more importantly against You. Jesus, You have always been faithful to me. I thank You for a Mother that has prayed my entire life that she desires to be faithful. God I desire that same thing, just to be faithful. I pray that Redonia and Trent will pray this same prayer. God just as we desire Your faithfulness please help us to be a mirror of what we want in You and that is Faithful. In Jesus Name, I believe it is done!

More Thoughts on Surrender

Surrender means give possession to another. “Thy Will be done or Lord, I thank You, for You have taken everything in Your hands, and You will resolve this for my highest good.”

The Lord is waiting for our surrender. Say farewell to fear and discouragement. We must rely blindly on God. Worrying about situations or their outcomes is not surrender. In fact it depicts we fear He does not care for us or our good. Worry speaks of a lack of trust in God. We should never worry, “How is this going to end or what is going to happen?” Giving in to this temptation demonstrates we don’t trust Him. If we trust God to handle situations we will not have to handle them nor worry about them. When He is in control we may not be able to see where He takes us. Remember He will carry us and we will not need to see.

Often it is easy to pray for God to intervene when we feel pain. It is God’s desire, however, for us to live a life that is surrendered to Him at all times. This is a life that relies on Him rather than one that just wants him to adjust or circumstances. We should not be afraid to live a surrendered life. We shouldn’t fear disasters will increase from surrendering. We must truly pray, “Father, Thy will be done”.

Following are a few things to surrender. Please feel free to leave more in the comments. I would love to add them to my prayer.
God, I totally surrender myself to You.
God, I totally surrender my will to Your will.
God, help me be Your servant.
God, help me use my talents and abilities to serve You best.
God, help me stand aside so You can work through me.
God, help me recognize You in my self.
God, help me recognize You in everyone and everything.
God, help me recognize my self.

Incredible Indescribable

We pastor a church that is truly a revival church. Of course the more we push for chains to be loosed in our city the more we realize we do not wrestle against flesh and blood. The past two weeks have been insane in the parsonage and office. Kent and I endeavor to work office hours. We have hardly made it to the office by lunch time. There have been serious emails to respond to, phone calls, and long sleepless nights. Little situations have been major to some while others have suffered major situations. Today was a day of church wide prayer and fasting.

Pre-service prayer service was power packed. At church time Kent stepped into the pulpit and asked everyone to move out of their pews and find a place to pray. Wow is all I can say! Immediately following a season of prayer such a holy boldness came upon Kent. He talked about how in the upper room when the Holy Ghost fell they were in one accord. Then he began to declare the areas we will be in one accord. We will be a praying church, a worshipping church, a holy church, a church free from discord, a church that will not focus on petty issues. I know that by each of us being like minded we are going to see a mighty outpouring of the Spirit.

I can hardly wait for Sunday. There is no telling what God is going to do!

Hello, Hello, Can You Hear Me, I Can't Hear You

What would happen if you treated your Bible like you do your cell phone?

What if you:
carried it around in your purses or pockets
flipped through it several times a day
turned back to go get it if you forgot it
used it to receive messages from the text
treated it like you couldn't live without it
gave it to your kids as gifts
used it when you traveled and in case of emergency
got a different version every couple of years when your old one wore out

The Bible allows us to communicate in a way we never thought possible with the Author of the Universe, our Creator. By reading the Word, we gain more than just the power of “a network”. Everything else fails in comparison. Unlike a cell phone, we don't have to worry about the Bible being disconnected. There is no two year contract or monthly fee because Jesus already paid the bill in full. Take along your Bible and see for yourself. Hearing is believing.

"Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. Matthew 7:24

Weekend

It's almost over! Have you ever felt relieved that Monday is on its way? CUPC enjoys small fellowship groups. The groups are divided into age groups beginning with five years of age. Our children's groups meet twice monthly. While our youth group meets weekly. College and Career meets at least monthly. The adult groups meet about every 2 months. This weekend EVERY group met to celebrate Valentines. Kent and I had the privilege of visiting each of these groups. Our youth through adult groups met in various homes. We enjoyed lots of good food and fellowship with our sweet people.

This morning a couple of children from Tall Timber's Apartments went to church with me. Of course Destiny went and she had a friend join her. It rained Saturday and prevented me from doing outreach. I know this hindered my group today. This afternoon I did meet a sweet lady who promised to visit our church. She was walking to church today and I stopped the car to meet her. I just felt she would enjoy our church. She was walking to the Church of Christ Church. I know the praise and worship at our church will be much different. I will be praying this week that she will join me Sunday. She was kind enough to give me her apartment number. I will look forward to visiting with her this week.

Our youth led the service tonight. They did an awesome job! For the 1st time ever they didn't have an adult on stage to assist them. We enjoyed all youth musicians, praise team members, and worship leaders. I was very proud of each of these youth. Additionally, our youth choir sang. One of our music team leaders, Glenda Martin, oversees the music of our youth. She did play the keyboard for the youth choir. She used one of the youth to direct the choir. Thank you, Sis. Martin, for believing in our youth and helping to achieve our vision in our youth. We KNOW the future of any church is in the youth.

After service tonight Kent and I took 3 of our outreach children to eat. I chose James Coney Island knowing there probably would not be other church members there. Most go to nicer restaurants. I felt we needed to give these sweet children some personal time. Of course after a long weekend it was hard for Kent to stay focused on the enthusiastic giggly children. Each of them thanked us repeatedly for taking them to dinner. Upon taking them home I once again felt the weight of these sweet children. I realize that if we don't make a difference in their young lives they will probably will not have much of a chance to do more than merely survive life. I hope to make a difference. I know they can go to college and become great contributors to society.

Tomorrow we will travel to Port Arthur to support our friends, the Tuttles and the McCoys, in the loss of their baby and grandbaby. I am sure this will be a sweet memorial service. Please keep Michelle and Matthew in your prayers.

Tomorrow night we are going to celebrate the engagement of Trent and Calah with Calah's Mom, siblings, and grandparents. June will be here really soon! We are looking forward to the big day. Calah and Trent spent some time Saturday begining their gift registery. They registered for china and a few other things. This is an exciting time in all of our lives!

Enjoy a blessed week!

Prayer for Our Friends

While many of us have celebrated love and joy today our special friends, Bro. & Sis. Daryl McCoy from Port Arthur have been helping their beautiful first born, Michelle, and her sweet husband, Matthew, in the loss of their precious infant born yesterday. Little Vera Grace only survived this life for a couple of hours. While Michelle and Matthew have another beautiful little girl I know their hearts are surely broken today with the loss of their baby. Through out Michelle's youth she was such a beautiful dedicated young lady. I can only imagine that little Vera Grace is already such a most precious Angel. Matthew and Michelle, and your entire family our prayers are with you today.

Not only are the McCoy's dealing with the loss of their grandbaby but also Bro. McCoy's mother is very critically ill. Additionally, Sis. Sherry McCoy has had some complications this week. Please join with me in praying for our friends.

What would life be without friends who though you may not see often due to demands of life and distance but when you get together it is as if you have always been together? This is the type friends that the McCoy's and their beautiful children have been to us.

Dedicated to Minister's Wives

I'm not discouraged in anyway but I have been there... the following quote was on an email I received from someone today. Maybe someone who will read my blog needs it, if not pass it on.

"When you feel like giving up,

remember why you held on for so long in the first place."

~ Unknown

Don't give up...keep holding on!

Things I Love

Random things I love in honor of Valentines

God

Kent, more and more evey day!

My children, Redonia and Trent

My soon to be daughter-in-law, Calah

Memories of my Daddy

My parents, Carl & Shirley Patrick

My in-laws, Ron & Joye Smith

All 12 of Kent & my siblings plus the in-laws

The cutest neices and nephews in the world

Conroe UPC

Outreach, gotta love it

Hot Bread with butter or dipping oils

Fried Flounder or Red Snapper

A GOOD steak, Taste of Texas

Coco Channel Perfume, Thanks Babe, you've spoiled me

Time with my family

Alone time with Kent

Seeing my children worship

Cooking, baking, love it all

My home with the lights dim and candles burning

Driving, listening to soft old hymns and talking to God

The smell of rain

Laughter

Hearing a child giggle

Giving gifts

A pat on the back or a hug from my grown boy

Chats with Redonia

New York City

Going to new places

Hosting parties @ our home

Springtime

Decorating our home for the holidays, yes even Valentines

Pinching Kent's cute face

Good homemade candy, got lots of recipes

Planning for church growth and revival with Kent

Surprising Redonia and Trent

Receiving notes and cards

A few old things that I have of Mamaw and Papaw Ingram, keeps them alive

Praying with people when they receive the Holy Ghost

I'm sure I'll add to this list. I love lots of things and lots of people!!!!

Sunday

As I sit trying to unwind before going to bed, I have to say today I was blessed. My outreach efforts didn't bring all the persons that committed to coming. Kristi and Mickey went with me this morning so we could take 2 vans. I was saddened that while some promised to go with me to church they didn't. However, I did meet 2 brand new families today and guess what they asked for us to wait so they could dress their children. Last Sunday I meet a little girl that cried to go to Sunday School but she was sick. Yesterday she wasn't at home, however this morning she was out on her scooter. I asked if she wanted to go to Sunday School. She very enthusiastically ran to get permission from her Mom. My special friend Destiny was asleep. After a few knocks I woke her up and waited for her to get dressed.

This morning Kent preached an inspiring message on faith and burden. His message really ministered to me. Tonight our Assistant Pastor, Justin Prather was scheduled to preach. Deep and moving worship erupted during praise and worship. As people begin to respond in worship, the Lord began to miniser to needs across the sanctuary. Needless to say we didn't have preaching.

Tonight we enjoyed a surpise visit from Bro. & Sis. Whitmire from Brandon, Manitoba Canada. Bro. Whitmire is the Manitoba District Superintendent. We enjoyed fellowship with them after service. It is always refreshing to spend time with other ministers and wives. Several years ago Bro. and Sis. Whitmire visited. Later the same week we gave them a Texas tour (bluebonnets, barbeque, & etc). We ate about every hour. Tonight we enjoyed desserts at The Black Walnut Cafe.

It's a joy to serve the Lord. Today has certainly been no exception! I hope each of you enjoy a blessed week.....

Mission Accomplished

Isn't it a great feeling to get to the end of the day and feel mission accomplished? Today I feel just that way! I'm excited about my accomplishments for the day yet burdened with them.

All week I have longed for today so I could return to Tall Timber's Apartments to visit my friends. I have been burdened for my special twelve year old friend Destiny. Upon arriving at the apartments I saw Destiny across the complex. I couldn't resist. I yelled out for her. She came charging to me. After finding Destiny my burden only intensified. Her eyes didn't sparkle nor did her dimpled checks dance with excitement. I attempted to find out what was wrong but she has mastered keeping her feelings deeply compartmentalized. She wouldn't utter a word of what was wrong. After ensuring she would go to church with me again tomorrow I left to find more people to invite.

After finishing our stroll through this horrible comlex of drugs, alcohol, and violence I have 7 children and 3 adults committed to allowing me pick them up for Sunday School tomorrow. I'm believing there will even be more to get on the van when I arrive.

When we got ready to leave I spotted Destiny again. I couldn't resist I had to go and chat a little more. Still I felt such an urgency that my friend is sad. I struggled knowing it would be a long day and night until I see her again not knowing if she is ok. Finally I told her that Kent and I were going to have lunch (much to Kent's surprise). I asked if she would like to join us. She quitely accepted the offer and called her dad to make sure it would be okay.

I chose a little barbeque shack nearby so we could enjoy the bright sunshine and a picnic lunch. Destiny sat quietly starring most of the meal. Last Sunday night she was the winner of a MP3 player we gave away. Today she proudly carried the player in her hands as she had the earplugs in her ears.

Attempting to draw Destiny into conversation, I asked what music did she put on the player. She sadly looked at me and told me there isn't any music on it because she doesn't have access to a computer to download music. My heart sank deep. I offered to take it home and fill it with music. She has been taught to not trust, therefore, she really doesn't trust me yet either. Finally I told her I would have Redonia load it at church tomorrow. She smiled and said thanks.

She did tell Kent and me again about the crime in the apartment complex and the reward out for the person that recently murdered someone there. Her little world is just so dark. This is what has driven me to reach this child. She went to church with me both services last Sunday and again on Wednesday night. I know before long she is going to receive the Holy Ghost. She told me she loves the praise and worship.

Will you join me in prayer for my burden for the residents of Tall Timber's Apartments? These are very poor and addicted persons living in the highest crime area of our city and possibly even our county. I know that God is going to set them free. I also know that the children that I reach out to God is going to give me wisdom to help them in every area of their lives.

Confidence by Surrender

In a world that is filled with self it is easy to feel that people are filled with more confidence than ever. However, this lifestyle really is based on quite the opposite. Persons filled with self is really due largely in part to a lack of confidence and people doing more and more to be accepted.

Most people quickly proclaim they want God's will in their lives. However, most are not willing to surrender to God. Having God's will in our lives can only come through complete surrender to Him. Many times actually surrendering is harder than accepting His will. Often times lack of surrender to His will is really caused by inferiorities which are really only fears. We are afraid to allow God to do what ever necessary to drive selfishness out of our lives.

By allowing Him to work to clear the "throne" of our life we are really making room for Him to take the "throne". Once we allow God to help rid ourselves of things we have created as important we begin a cleansing from the inside out. This is when we recognize He is at work in our lives. We are free from selfish pursuits. This enables us to operate under His power and authority.

Truly serving the Lord gives a confidence unlike serving self. A genuine surrender causes us to be loved by others and to love. It is at this point of surrender to God that we learn to maintain joy and peace even in the most difficult situations. We also are able to show mercy in a much greater way. Surrendering to God is not an easy step. It requires courage and patience. The compensation for a person who is surrendered to God and accepted His will is a life that attracts others to Jesus Christ. Selfish pursuits really are not worth the efforts they require, the confidence they rob, nor the defeats they create.