June 1, 2005

Hi!  Can you believe that May is already history?  It seems that we just got back from our four-month tour, and now it's practically summer.  With our busy office schedule of booking rallies and answering mail, and the addition of physical therapy and doctor appointments, the days have flown by. 

I have just completed a month of physical therapy here in my hometown of Sisseton, South Dakota.  We were blessed to be able to be home and to take my therapy just one block away.  Isn't that great!?  God has been so good to direct us to competent, caring doctors and therapists on this unexpected medical journey. 

I'm so happy-I took my first baby steps on my own this week!  I look like a wobbly toddler without my crutches, but I did it.  Three months without walking was really emotionally difficult.  I still have to use the crutches and wheelchair at times.  Lord willing, though, I will no longer need them in a few weeks.  My last therapy session here in Sisseton will be tomorrow (June 2nd).  Then on Friday, we will load up the coach and head out west to the Black Hills of South Dakota for more rallies.  It is such beautiful country, and I'm looking forward to the majestic hills, pine trees, and soft breezes.  I plan to continue therapy at another Wellness Center in Rapid City, South Dakota. 

Last Friday night, LaDawn, Dante and Myanna traveled from Minneapolis to Sisseton to spend the weekend with us.  Or, as my grandchildren say, "We're going to Grandma and Grandpa's house in the woods."  It was a breath of fresh air to have them at home with us!  Dante and Myanna ran outside and hunted out bird nests, where they found eggs and baby birds.  They love to visit at this time of year! 

Grandpa bought them a gallon of vanilla ice cream and a container of chocolate syrup and said, "Eat all the ice cream you want-you're at Grandpa's."  Actually, I suspect he used the grandkids as an alibi, because he knows the "Food Cop" (yep, that would be me!) wouldn't want him to have it otherwise.  Anyway, they had ice cream sundaes for three straight days.  Dante said, "That's why I love being with Grandpa-he always likes treats!"  Smart kid-he's got that Grandpa of his figured out. 

Myanna played house with her dolls and enjoyed playing games.  She came bouncing upstairs, crawled up into my lap, and said, "Grandma, I wrote a note for you."  With her big brown eyes dancing, she handed it to me.  This is what it said:

Dear Gram,
You are the best Gram I've ever had.  I'd never trade you.  You rock!
Myanna

Needless to say, she made my day!  Just to think that a 61-year-old could "rock."  Now that's a chuckle!

On Monday (Memorial Day), we all went out to Larry's little hometown of Peever, South Dakota, to the cemetery to visit his parents' and relatives' graves.  His two brothers, Lowell and Leon, were home also, so we all met there.  We reminisced about the earlier years when their parents were alive.  There were so many fond and fun memories!  Then Larry and I went to visit the Lundstrom farmhouse.  We had only been in it once since Larry's mom died four years ago.  We kind of dreaded going back to the farmstead knowing they were gone, but it ended up to be a real delight.  The Lundstrom brothers have rented out the house to a sweet young couple with two precious little children.  The first thing we saw as we drove in was a full swing set.  That did our hearts good!  We were invited in and there were toys, children, and laughter--how refreshing.  It washed away the sad memories and replaced them with new happy memories of the Lundstrom farmhouse.

Well, thanks again for allowing us to have this chat time!  We will be very busy during the next two days, packing the coach for this upcoming tour.  As always, we will appreciate your continued prayers as we venture out.  Please pray for souls to be saved and also for my health.  As you know, our hearts are "on the road."  Larry and I spend our lives traveling from destination to destination, sharing with people how to change their eternal destination.  Thousands have come to Christ in the past few years, so it is worth the effort.  Have a great week, and we'll talk to you from the Black Hills of South Dakota!

Gloria

Hi!  I'm sitting here in my living room recliner, watching the rain pelt our windows.  It was in the mid 80's a couple days ago, but today it's in the mid 50's, with wind and driving rain.  It's a good day for ducks-but not for us.  I'm so glad we are tucked cozily in here!  In fact, we even had to put the heat on to take the wet chill out of the air.

I have been doing my home therapy for the past hour.  I generally do it three to four times per day.  It's not something I look forward to, due to the added pain it brings-but, it's the only way I'll get better.  I told Larry again this morning, "Honey, take good care of yourself.  It's easier to maintain good health than it is to restore it."  I'm just glad I'm three months past this incident.  I certainly wouldn't want to relive the past 90 days.  Each day I encourage myself, "Gloria, you're one day closer to feeling better."  To be really honest, I never could have dreamt this ordeal would be this traumatizing.  Thankfully, God and Larry have been within arm's reach at all times.  Many days, I'm almost overwhelmed at Larry's wonderful attitude, compassion, motivation, and patience with taking care of me.  It's been cute to watch him learn to multi-task in the domestic areas that I've always taken care of, such as laundry, dishes, and cleaning.  I feel badly at times that I'm so helpless and such a "pest."  I need him for absolutely everything, which interrupts his ministry business and duties.  But, he always comes over, smiles and says, "Now, do you hear me complaining?  I love being there for you.  You are not a problem.  It is a privilege to help you."  That almost makes me cry with gratitude.  I am so blessed!

Last weekend (May 21-22), we had two rallies scheduled in Yankton SD, which is about 250 miles from Sisseton.  I wanted to go with Larry, but was concerned about making the long trip in the car.  Larry fixed it so I could prop up my injured leg.  I was able to make the trip over surprisingly well! Coming back, however, was another story.  We got to Yankton on Friday night and on Saturday, Larry set up the equipment in the church.  He wheeled my wheelchair in and transferred me to my high stool behind the soundboard by him, so I could run the sound and sing from the chair.  Before we unloaded, we had gone to lunch with some of our dear partners from Iowa and Nebraska.  When she saw me still in the wheelchair, three months later-Mary Arehart put her hand on my shoulder, and her eyes filled with concern.  She said, "Honey, are you going to be able to sing and speak with Larry at the rally?"  I broke the ice with my response: "Mary, I broke my leg, not my mouth.  You know me-I can still talk with a broken leg!"  She laughed, "I guess you're right."

We had a rally on Saturday night, and among those that made decisions for Christ, three were first-time.  That made it especially worth the run!  Sunday morning we had a precious service again with Pastor Jeff Mantz of Yankton First Assembly of God.  Again, lives were changed.  After the service I was approached by a woman named Sandi who was traveling through the area, and had decided to come to church there.  She didn't know that we were guests there that day.  She beamed, "Gloria, when I walked in, I was so surprised to see you.  Can I tell you something?"  I responded, "Sure."  She continued, "I want to thank you for coming to Freeman, SD to our missionary church 10 years ago.  It was our church's Christmas program.  I had asked my son Alan, who was eight years old at the time, to invite his Grandpa to come.  His Grandpa never did attend church, but to our surprise, we saw him walk through the church doors that night!  After the children's' program, you and Larry preached, sang and gave an altar call.  Many came to Christ.  Larry personally prayed the sinner's prayer with my father-in-law.  We all heard him repeat the prayer.  From that moment on, he was a changed man.  Four months ago he passed away, and thank God, we know he's in heaven!  So I just want to thank you again for coming to our church so that he could come to Christ."  It is that type of testimony that gives us the strength and encouragement to keep going.

After the morning service, we journeyed back to Sisseton and my leg "barked" all the way home-ha!  It was telling me, "I've had enough.  I hurt and I want to go home."  So, I was happy to settle in my chair again.  Several folks have commented, "Gloria, don't go with Larry.  Stay home instead."  But you see, Larry and I are both called to ministry and we love being together.  And so far, Larry has said, "Gloria, I'll do anything I can do to make you comfortable if you want to come with me.  You are not a burden, you are my sweetheart."  So if he's willing to haul me around-then I'm willing to go. 

This week has again been busy with office work and home therapy.  It definitely keeps me out of mischief!  A few nights ago, our secretary Marne Snaza, her husband Kirk, and their daughter Aspen came up to our house for a short visit.  Aspen will be two years old this summer, and she is truly "action packed!"  She was mesmerized by my wheelchair.  Aspen brought us laughter and lots of chuckles.  This photo of her definitely shows her personality!  Don't you just love children?  They always add zest to life.  Jesus loves the little children, and He always called to have them come to Him.  Somehow, with all the heaviness of meeting peoples' physical, emotional and spiritual needs, I'm sure He needed a lift at times, too.  You can be sure that when He placed them on his lap, they said little things that tickled Him, lifted His spirit, and made Him laugh.  This photo of Aspen, no doubt, would bring a smile to His face like it did to ours.

Well, again it's been fun talking to you.  If you enjoy this "On the Road" update, why not invite a friend to join us on this weekly journey?  Have a great week, and a wonderful Memorial Day weekend.

Gloria

May 18, 2005

Hi!  It's so great to wake up in my own home.  I can hear the birds singing and feel the spring breezes softly coming through the window.  It is so refreshing!  Then, I smell the aroma of coffee.  Larry is bidding me to make my journey out to the living room, where I will nest in my favorite chair.  Larry is so sweet to bring me my coffee--and thus begins our morning "date" and devotion time.  We look forward to that each day!

Again, the past week was action-packed.  My home therapy takes about three hours a day and I go to the wellness clinic every other day, which is only about one block from our home.  That is definitely easier than the half-hour drive through the Nashville traffic, which we did all last month in order to go to my therapy.  My physical therapy started out light, and is now getting more intense, causing me more pain.  But as the old saying goes, "No pain, no gain!"-and that's the truth!  I have a great therapist-Kelli is a born-again Christian, so we never lack for conversation during that one-hour-plus session.  I have prayed that through this trial, God would lead us to people to encourage, and He surely has done that.  Larry and I have had numerous opportunities to witness to and encourage others.  In my last therapy session, Kelli instructed me to put a bit more weight on my injured foot, in order to begin to toughen it up.  That foot has been dormant for 10 weeks, and it will take much time and intense therapy to get it moving again.  Kelli put me between two rails to help steady my balance, and asked me to put a bit more weight on my right foot.  Wow-what an experience!  As soon as I put some weight on it, I felt like the Tin Man in "The Wizard of Oz"--like I was made out of buckets, screws, and bolts!  Immediately it felt like I had a boulder hanging off my leg.  I wanted to holler, "What's that thing hanging there?  It doesn't look like my foot, and it doesn't act like it either!"  Ha!  The nerve endings really came alive, and so did I.  Larry happened to get that first step on his camera, and when I saw the photo, I told him, "Wow, I can sure see the look of concern and pain on my face."  While I was doing that exercise, I fell into sort of a limp.  Kelli said, "Gloria, don't limp, or you'll always limp!"  That was like telling someone not to breathe.  She instructed, "If you have to lean more on the rails or your crutches, do it-but do not allow your body to limp."  Wow-what a lesson in life!  How many times have we been hurt, disappointed, let down, or discouraged, and we allow ourselves to "limp" spiritually?  God doesn't want us to limp, or fall into self-pity and rejection.  He asks us to lean on Him.  That takes all the pressure off of us!  He promises to hold us up with the right hand of His righteousness.  If we lean on Him, He will strengthen our steps-spiritually and physically.  God sure has interesting lessons for us to learn from our daily life, doesn't He?

Last Sunday (May 15), we were privileged to minister in our little hometown church in Sisseton, South Dakota.  It was fun to see family and friends again!  Among the congregation were several "silver saints" who had prayed for Larry and me when we were young kids growing up in the church.  They taught us Sunday School, mentored us as teens, and have followed our ministry now for over 40 years.  We had a precious altar call, with several responding to rededicate their lives or to be encouraged in the Lord.  There were also three first-time commitments made.  God is good!

Monday, May 16:  I had therapy again.  Ouch!  It's getting more intense, but I need to toughen up.  Larry certainly can't push me around in a wheelchair for the next 20 years-ha!

Tuesday, May 17:  Today was my 61^st birthday.  Who said I could get that old that fast?  For several days, Larry has been asking me what I want to do for my birthday, or where I'd like to go.  Due to the pain and hassle of getting up and down steps, in and out of cars, wheelchairs, and crutches, I suggested, "Honey, let's celebrate it when I'm up and walking--then you can take me to someplace expensive!"  Ha!  Larry responded, "If that's what you want, then I'll just take you to the gas station!"  Sounds like him, doesn't it?  Anyway, during a sleepless Monday night, when I was up fighting the dragon of pain, I changed my mind about having a party.  On Tuesday morning during our coffee date, I chirped up, "Honey, I decided I do want a party.  Would you please do me a favor?  Would you buy me a Dairy Queen ice cream cake?"  His eyes got big-of course food is his favorite, and he never turns it down.  I said, "I'd like to invite five of our friends from the church that have deeply impacted our lives."  So Larry made the phone calls.  There is nothing like planning a party four hours in advance, huh?  All five people excitedly accepted our invitation.  At 3:30 pm, all our guests arrived.  The first guest was my mom, who is "the wind beneath my wings."  She consistently encourages me, teaches me, and gives me godly advice. We also pray together almost every night by phone.  (Thank God for free evening minutes on our cell phone plan.)  Oh, how I cherish those prayer sessions together!  My mom is 89 ½ years old.  The next guest was Vivian Opsal and her husband Morris.  He is 90 years old, and she is 87.  She taught me Sunday School and Missionettes when I was a pre-teen, and has had a great impact on my life.  Morris's mother was the one who called our family weekly in the early 1950s to invite us to church.  Finally after many months, we all went--and we all got saved!  Then there was Clara Bubak Hanson, who is 100 ½ years old!  She was my mom's mentor after our family came to Christ, and she had personal Bible studies with Mom.  Those studies were ultimately passed on to us children.  Thank God she took the time to grow Mom in the Word!  Lastly, there was the youngest guest: Lorraine Sampson, "only" 84 years old, who has been an encourager to us and prays for us.  She is such an inspiration.  What a precious time we had over the birthday cake!  I had the opportunity to again thank them personally for the big part they've had in our lives spiritually all through the years.  Because of people like them, who have invested in our lives, we've been able to in turn lead thousands to Christ.  So, our party guests ranged in age from 84 to 100 ½ -isn't that great?  That was a special birthday for me, and I will never forget it. 

Before I forget to mention it-I told you last week that spring is my favorite time of year.  I love coming home and watching the robins build their nests, lay their eggs, and hatch their babies.  Being wheelchair bound, I've been feeling a bit cheated that I couldn't physically go outside and get close enough to see the nest.  Well, guess what-two days ago, as I was sitting at my dining room table doing my office work, I looked out the window and saw a robin's nest in our evergreen only 20 feet away!  This past week, the mama has been proudly sitting on her nest.  Then last Friday, I saw baby birds pop their big long necks and beaks out of the nest!  Now I get to watch the mama robin bring back worms to feed her babies.  As I'm sure you can guess, I've gotten a lot of chuckles out of this "up close" event.  I thought to myself, "God has a way of going above and beyond meeting our needs.   He also gives us little gifts along the way."  This was God's special little gift to me!  Of course, I call my grandkids to tell them the day-by-day events of the bird's nest, and they chuckle and giggle along with me.

Well, it's been fun talking to you.  I must get to my office work and finish up the upcoming newsletter.  It's always a treat to have our "visits," and I look forward to connecting with you again next week!

Gloria 

Here is a fun tidbit shared with us by our partners, Mel and Norma Haugen, on May 2nd:

"What a joy to read your progress report!  Your boot and mine could pass for "twins."  Ha!  Hopefully, I will be out of my boot in another few weeks.  To me, my X-rays didn't look that good this past week, but I guess my orthopedic surgeon knows better.  Are we going to be able to forecast the weather from now on?  My foot really tells the story before each and every weather change!!  I really wasn't counting on that-I had only prayed for healing, not to become a 'weather man!'"

 Thought for the Week

"Today, I want to see beyond the obvious; to value all of those I encounter in my life; to make choices which will benefit everyone concerned...
Lord, open my eyes and ears to embrace Your peace now.  Teach me of Your own dependence on the Father during your life on earth.  May I know the true poverty of spirit that marks me as Your disciple.  Amen."

--from The Lord's Blessings by Isabel Anders

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Wow-what a whirl-wind week of events!  When I stop to think of it…I guess they all are like that.

Last Wednesday, May 4^th, we made our final trek to Sisseton.  When we drove into our driveway, it was about 6:30 pm and the sun was just beginning to set.  It was so breathtaking to see my home after this long, four-month tour--I just got the warm fuzzies!  When we left in Jan, it was cold, snowy, and dismal.  Now we were greeted by warm breezes, trees budding, green grass, and a choir of birds all singing as if to say, "Welcome home!" 

After Larry unloaded me from the coach to the wheelchair, I asked him to push me over by our evergreen, where I saw a robin nesting in the branches.  That's a true sign of spring in this area!  It was such a cute sight.

Meanwhile, Larry huffed and puffed to unload the coach and car.  It was his first load-out at the end of a tour all by himself in our 39 years of marriage.  I felt guilty just sitting and watching, but couldn't do anything about it.  He did it all, and put it all away.  Wow-it's been amazing to see all of Larry's "hidden talents" (ha!) emerge since I've had this broken leg.  He has really stepped up to the plate with no complaining.  After he unloaded all the stuff, he helped me journey up the nine steps to our living area.  In the 25 years we've lived in this house, I had never felt the strain of those steps before-until then.  I took one step at a time, pausing and pulling myself to the next step.  When I finally reached the very top one, I was exhausted.  I just lay back on the floor, laughed and told Larry, "This is just too much work; I won't be begging to go anywhere!" 

Well, that quickly changed, since I really wanted to see my mother.  The next day, Larry helped me through this progression: down the steps, to my crutches, to the wheelchair, into the car, to her house, back to the wheelchair, back to the crutches, and into her house, then once more back into the wheelchair.  That felt like a three-week tour all on its own!  What a joy it was to be greeted by my little 5'2" Norwegian mother with a big hug and a smile!  Her hug made all that effort worth it.  Mom is 89 ½ years old, but has the heart and spirit of about a 35-year-old.  She still has lots of energy, life, laughter, and zest.  When I'm around her, I feel like the older one-ha!  Just as we got into the house, I smelled coffee brewing, and she said, "Missy and Larry, I have fresh caramel rolls just out of the oven for you."  Was that ever music to our ears!  Mom has been making those delicious, gooey caramel rolls for over 60 years.  She also made us homemade strawberry jam to go on her fresh, homemade wheat bread.  Mmmm, good!  It's always a special joy to have Mom waiting for us when we come home. 

On Mother's Day, May 8^th, we ministered in Morris, Minnesota.  Larry preached a great message for "Mothers & Others."  When he gave the altar call, between 15-18 people came forward, including five first-time commitments to the Lord.  Most of those that responded were between the ages of 20 and 35.  Among them was a young couple with their little baby.  It is always thrilling to see lives changed at the altar!  Larry had rigged up a high stool for me to sit on, from which I was able to run sound and sing.  Then he helped me back into the wheelchair.   By the end of the rally, my leg was arcing with pain.  It will get better, though, as time goes by. 

We drove back to Sisseton that afternoon, and nestled back into our home.  Monday, May 9th, I had my first session of physical therapy at the hospital right across the street.  My foot rebelled at this new program!  My therapist, Kelli, started the exercises on my foot, and it felt like I had a brick in my foot that didn't want to budge-but it will.  I have between three and four hours of home therapy exercises to do daily.  So, between all my office work and the therapy, I won't have to worry about getting bored!  Prayerfully, a month of this therapy will make a big difference in my leg and foot.

Wednesday, May 11: I'm getting ready to go to my next doctor appointment.  I have another new orthopedic surgeon with whom I will be meeting today.  I am anxious to see the X-ray to see how my injury is healing.  I believe that God will provide good results!  I will provide another update sometime after the appointment.  Your prayers continue to be so appreciated!

3:45 PM

Hi!  We just left the clinic.  I met Dr. Johnson, my new orthopedic surgeon, and he was pleased with the healing progress of the wound.  He commented on the great job my original surgeon did in Slidell, LA.  Larry had his doctor's file of photos and x-rays that he takes to each of the doctors.  When Dr. Johnson saw the photo taken at the accident on February 28th, he gasped, "He really did hurt you, didn't he!  I haven't seen an injury of this type, that severe, in many, many years!"  I am so thankful that through all of this God had the right hospital, the right surgeon, and the right follow-up doctors when and where I needed them.  Dr. Johnson, again, stressed that bone healing in an injury of this magnitude takes a long time.  Now, it is urgent that we start an intense physical therapy program to get this foot moving again.  It has been dormant for 2 1/2 months which really makes it rigid.  He wants me to start putting 25% of my weight on my foot without my big black boot on it.  It is necessary that I get back up on my crutches so please pray with me that the pain will be tolerable as I push forward with this recovery.  The Bible says, "Pray ye one for another."  We daily pray for all of you and we count on your prayers.  It is such a comfort to know that you are there.  God bless you!  Have a wonderful week, and I will update you again, May 19th.

Tuesday, May 3, 2005

Hi!  I can hardly believe it's May already!  So much has happened in the past week, so let me catch my breath, gather my thoughts--and we'll proceed.

After perching in Nashville for a month of physical therapy treatments, we began our 1000-mile trip back to Minnesota.  Our first stop was Marion, Illinois, where we were guests on TCT Christian television.  Even though I was in a wheelchair, it was great to be back ministering!  On Wednesday, April 27, we headed off from Illinois, taking two days to complete the journey to the Twin Cities as my broken leg deeply protests traveling!  It just doesn't like the road vibrations-but it will gradually get better. 

We got into Minneapolis on Thursday afternoon and were greeted by our daughter LaDawn and grandchildren Dante and Myanna.  What a reunion!  We had not seen them since early January.  The kids appeared to have grown about six inches each!  They were a bit mesmerized by all of my "convalescent gear"-they had never seen Grandma Gloria "out of commission."  They got a bit tickled watching me do my "toddler antics" to get out of the bus and into the wheelchair.  Once I made it, I didn't have any problem finding someone to help push me, as volunteers were readily available!  Dante and Myanna came over to our motel and took advantage of the swimming pool, which they really enjoyed.

On Saturday, April 30, I spoke at the Mothers & Others Luncheon at Celebration Church in Lakeville, Minnesota.  The event was hosted by two of my sister-in-laws', Connie Lundstrom and Ronda Lundstrom.  About 250 women attended the luncheon.  I was hoping to be comfortably up on crutches by that time, but it just didn't happen-so Larry and LaDawn wheeled me out on the stage in the wheelchair.  I know I shocked a lot of the women, as they had not all heard the news of my accident.  At any rate, it was my first "wheelchair speaking engagement."   Once I addressed the broken leg issue and we had a few laughs, I continued on and had a wonderful time of ministry.  Eight to ten women raised their hands to make a commitment for Christ.  It was worth the long trip just to see women young and old come into a relationship with Christ!

It was fun seeing lots of friends and family that I hadn't seen for a long time.  On Sunday, May 1, we woke up to 28-degree temperature and light snow.  We felt like turning the coach around and heading south again!  That morning, we attended Celebration Church, where Larry's brother, Lowell, pastors.  It was a treat to sit and "drink it in" spiritually.  Their church is growing, and their staff and worship team are doing a great job!  We'll be back at Celebration on November 12-13 to celebrate our 40^th anniversary of both marriage and ministry.  We hope you will plan now to join us for this fun-filled event!  We'll have more details in our newsletter as November nears.  If you are not already receiving our monthly newsletter, please write to request it at: llmin@venturecomm.net

On Monday we moved out of our motel and into our daughter LaDawn's house for two days.   Then we had another special treat-our daughter LaShawn from Nashville came to Minneapolis on business.  Wow, what a treat to have both of our daughters and our grandkids around for two whole days!  We love every minute we can spend with our family.  Last night we ordered in pizza, and LaShawn played games with the kids.  It was a special evening!  Tomorrow we'll pack up and head off for home-oh, just to say the word is comforting.  It will be great to be back in our own house after being gone these long, action-filled four months.  I'm sure you agree that when you're hurting or sick-there's just no place like home! 

Well, it's been fun talking to you again, and we'll reconnect next week.  Thanks for all the letters and notes of encouragement.  If you enjoy "traveling" on the road with us through this weekly update, please take a minute and email us at llmin@venturecomm.net to let us know.  God bless you, and have a wonderful Mother's Day!

Gloria

Below you will find something fun for mothers and others to enjoy, in the spirit of Mother's Day!

"Profile of a Mother" by Rex R. Burns

Her ability to love is exceeded only by God's love itself.  Her love grows with her children, and it is impossible to tell the success or failure of her children by her love.

There are no depths to which a child can fall that will diminish her love and no heights of success a child can achieve that will increase it.  Her love is protective, tender, consistent, understanding, forgiving, unchanging, unselfish, giving, contagious, comfortable, and everlasting.  The nearest thing we can see in this world to God's love is a mother's love.

 P.S.  Below are some bits and pieces of letters that our dear friends and partners have sent.  We hope you enjoy them.  Also, throughout this trial, we have found that humor is a huge key to continuing to walk this journey with joy.  We have some free chuckles for you by clicking here.
 

Dear Gloria,

I was just at the women's luncheon this morning and heard you speak.  Thank you so very much for your truthful words of encouragement.  They couldn't have come at a better time.  I have a prodigal daughter and I needed to hear what you had to say today.  It was as if you planned your talk for me personally.  Once again, thank you so very much.

S Schmoe

Dear Gloria,

When I spoke with you over the telephone after you got out of the hospital, you sounded great.  Instead of me encouraging you, it was you who encouraged me.  We are praying for you and Larry.  We love you guys!  You are very special to us!

Pastor Bob & Kathy Stalcup

Ewa Beach, HI

Dear Gloria,

Our prayers are with you and I am interested to see what kind of ministry the Lord has in store for you because He never wastes anything.  We serve an awesome God and you are in His hands.

Earl & Alice Undem

Rogers, ND

We were saddened to hear of your injury.  You are precious to us, and you are a blessing to so many.  Our continued prayers are with you.  Your courage is an inspiration to us. 

Quinton Ziemann

Hazen, ND

Dear Gloria,

The moral of the story is, "STAY OUT FROM UNDER LARGE FALLING OBJECTS".  Since I am almost your age, I give you the advice… get some kid up on that bus.  Love you guys!

Rev. Harley & Linda Holden

Mandan, ND

Dear Gloria,

I am so very, very sorry about the accident.  What a blow!  The fall itself would be hard, but 240 pounds tumbling on you!  WOW!  Larry, you know how to find good landing!

Esther Holtzman

Dear Larry & Gloria,

We were sad to read your letter and went to prayer immediately.  You are two very special people to us!  Thanks for all the lives you have touched in Montana!  What a blessing you are and will continue to be!

Paul & Floral Goodman

District Superintendent of Assemblies of God of Montana

Just for you two…a special recipe to speed your healing!

A pinch of patience

A teaspoon of trust

One heaping tablespoon of faith

Two cups of humor

More love than you can measure

Stir together gently and serve with warm smiles!

When life closes a door, a window opens---jump!

Mike & Lora Ivankovich

Hamilton, MT

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Is it possible that another week could have passed by so quickly?  I guess it is!  It was time to move on, as my bedroom mattress was molding to my body-ha!  The king-size bed had been my office and "conveyor belt" that has processed hundreds of letters and cards.  From that bed, I wrote newsletters and website updates.  It was my altar on which to pray for our precious friends who have written asking for prayer.  It was also my phone counseling center to call many people in hospitals, as well as countless others who are facing heartbreaking situations and cancer. 

Through this "broken leg journey," close to a thousand people have written, emailed, or called us.  There has been a familiar thread in nearly every one: hurting and pain.  Many have shared their "valley experiences" with us and encouraged me by their testimony of how God brought them through it.  The Bible tells us to encourage one another in the Lord and to pray for one another, that we may be healed. 

Last Saturday, Larry started gathering all the stuff that we had moved into LaShawn's home; we had transported our entire office out of the coach.  Again, we were so blessed to have been able to stay there while I took physical therapy.  Our son Donovan stays at LaShawn's also, so between his trips out of Nashville running sound and road managing, we were able to squeeze in some visits and grill-outs.  Donovan is definitely the king of grilling--yummy!   Monday morning, Larry packed the rest of our things into the already-overstuffed Suburban, and we headed off.  We were so thankful to Donovan for helping us to get going. 

Our first stop was at a medical supply store to purchase a portable wheelchair.  Our friends (the Sorensons) had rented us a wheelchair for a month, and I had hoped and planned that I wouldn't need one after that length of time.  Unfortunately, with the fibromyalgia that is causing extreme muscle pain, I find it necessary to use a wheelchair.  It was interesting to see Larry try to pile that into the Suburban.  Needless to say, there was only room left in that rig for a gumdrop-ha! 

The next stop was 30 miles north of Nashville, where we planned to hook up with our coach that had been parked there for the last month.  When we drove up to it, I could almost hear it say, "Where have you been?  And why have you abandoned me so long?"  We usually live in it as we travel for ten months out of the year.  Because of the battery, we weren't sure if the coach would start or not.  I was sitting in the car waiting for Larry to start it, when I saw a tell-tale cloud of smoke billow out of the back.  It was a great sight!  That smoke definitely made it look like we were in the Smoky Mountains.  Larry helped me up the steps and propped my foot up on a small cushioned stool right beside him in my "buddy" seat.  It was great to be on the road again.  I felt like I was finally where I should be, after the past two months of being laid up.  We were off to Illinois!  The trip was physically irritating to my broken leg-it just doesn't like all the bumps and vibrations.  I told Larry I need to convince this leg to toughen up, because it's an evangelist's leg and it has many years and thousands of miles still to go!  We arrived at Marion, Illinois on Monday evening and Larry unloaded me and all my paraphernalia into the hotel room.  That was a chore in itself!  I have truly seen a new side of Larry's love and compassion through this journey.  Last night I was thanking him again for being so extra kind and thoughtful, and he said, "I'm only doing what you would so gladly do for me."  That was so sweet!

Tuesday, April 26 was a milestone day for us--we had our first ministry event together since the accident!  We were guests on TCT Christian television in Marion Illinois at 10:30 a.m.  I was a bit nervous as to if I could get myself ready and look "alive and well"-ha!  Well, it all went great-singer Gary McSpadden was the host.  We have known him for over 30 years, and he used to do events with the Lundstroms.  It was fun to reconnect with him!  Gary shared that his wife is now battling cancer, but is still doing well.  As guests on the first show, we shared on home, family, and marriage during our interview with Gary.  Also, Larry gave a salvation message and we sang two songs.  After that, we taped three songs for tomorrow's TCT program.  Gary addressed my broken leg, as there was no way to disguise the big, black, ugly boot.  But that was okay, because I was just happy to be back in ministry with Larry--that's where my heart is!  I am so grateful that God has called us to serve Him together. 

Today, Larry is busy packing all my stuff into the coach again.  I hope nobody will be watching out the window, to see me "bumping" my way up the coach steps--ha!  We will be heading toward Minneapolis, Minnesota, where I will be speaking to a group of "Mothers and Others" at Celebration Church (Lowell and Connie Lundstrom's ministry) on Saturday morning.  I would ask that you would be praying for our safe travel to Minneapolis, and especially for added strength for me to make both the trip and the speaking engagement. 

Well, it's time to run-I always enjoy having this chat time each week with you!  If it is possible, please email us to let us know if you're enjoying this, too-we would love to hear your response.  You can reach us at: llmin@venturecomm.net (note the updated email address).  Have a blessed week, and please know that you are loved!

Gloria

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

It seems like I just finished my "On the Road" update and boom, here we are!  Another week has flown by.  For someone like me who cannot walk, it has definitely been an action-packed week getting back and forth to the Tharpe Wellness Center for laser treatments and several forms of therapy to help with the pain.  When I was in the hospital six weeks ago, the doctor said, "a few days or weeks down the road, injuries from the fall that you didn't realize you incurred will likely surface."  Sad to say, he was right.  My entire right side took more of a blow from the impact of the accident than I'd first thought.  I'm still struggling with extreme pain in my right arm and hand, where Larry landed on me.  I guess it goes without saying that 250 pounds would definitely leave a dent-ha!  I do know that day by day, week by week, especially with all the prayers that are going up, I will get better.

I'm encouraged by the healing progress that is taking place in the wounded area.  I feel confident that the laser therapy is helping to bring blood to the surface and prayerfully that it will help grow the skin and fill in the "lack of flesh" left by the injury.  So far, thank the Lord, it looks like I am free from infection! 

Each day, I'm instructed to take off the "monster boot" and remove the soft cast.  I then bandage and redress the wound.  I do that, of course, when no one else is around.  My daughter LaDawn asked, "Mom, how does it look?"  To which I replied, "To someone else, it would look extremely gross, but to me, I see healing taking place and I see my toes wiggle--and I'm thrilled."  The pain in that leg is getting somewhat better, thank God! 

Larry is also taking some therapy and adjustments for his "aftermath owies" that have showed up.  Truly, he needs all the adjustments he can get, after "huffing" me out of my bed, into the wheelchair, into the car, into the doctor's office, back into the car, back into the wheelchair, up to the house, through the house, and back into my bed.  The good thing is that Larry doesn't have to go to a gym to work out--he gets the entire workout by helping me!!  For him it's free, and it is an all-inclusive exercise program.  Bless his heart, he has been so sweet.

This past week, I have been reading and re-reading the piles of notes, letters, and cards I've received.  I can't express to you how encouraging that has been.  When I get a bit discouraged in my head, I re-read the letters and scriptures, and it is truly a "blood transfusion" to my heart, soul, and body.  Probably four out of five letters from our precious friends have shared some of the traumas, accidents, health problems, and losses they've encountered.  Almost every letter said, "Gloria, God saw us through-and we know He will see you through, too.  It's going to take a long time, but be patient."  These bits and pieces of encouragement have been so precious to me-thank you, thank you, thank you!  As I've read the letters, I've cried, prayed for those who are hurting, rejoiced with those who had answers to prayer, and even laughed.  Yes, I laughed at some of the emails and stories our friends and partners have sent in!  I've just got to share this "Believe-it-or-not" letter I got yesterday from our partners Julee and Mel Adams: "Sorry to hear about your accident.  I now work on a rehab unit at our hospital, so I hear of all kinds of accidents.  One lady drove into the doctor's building and broke both legs.  Another fell off the treadmill and broke both shoulders!  My mother-in-law fell on black ice and broke her upper arm.  My Mom didn't fall, but was in rehab to get stronger after her pneumonia."  Isn't it great to be able to laugh, even in the midst the trials in our lives?  At the end of this update, you will be able to read portions of a few of the letters I have received. 

Larry is getting ready to leave tomorrow, for a rally that will take place in Memphis, Tennessee.  I was hoping by this time that I would be able to go with him and at least sit in the front row to "cheer him on," but the vibration of traveling just to the doctor's office and back sets off extreme pain.  Unfortunately, this 200 mile trip just isn't feasible for me--I will stay home and pray for him instead.  I sure will miss my buddy and my bodyguard.  I did, however, ask Larry to watch for any Elvis sightings while in Memphis-ha! 

Well, it was nice chatting with you again.  I will connect with you again next Thursday, after I meet with Dr. Motz, my orthopedic doctor.  I am, again, believing for a great report!  Thank you again for all your prayers and love. 

Until next time,

Gloria

"Sorry to hear about your accident-we hope you're recovering real fast.  We know Larry really loves you, but he really fell for you this time-ha!"

-B & L Hanson, Newfolden MN

"I cried when I read the letter of your accident.  You are in my prayers daily.  I love you guys so much.  I'm sure this seems like a major "bump in the road," but praise the Lord; we know God has it all under control." 

--Kristy Bassett, Exeter CA

"I'm so sorry to hear about your accident.  You and Larry seem almost like family.  We are praying for you.  Please come back to Viroqua, WI!" 

--Verna Olson, Viroqua WI

"Sorry to hear of your accident.  I feel so badly for you and Larry that this happened.  You both are so special to me.  I love getting your newsletters, and I'll always remember hearing your wonderful messages, Gloria, at Billings, Montana a few years ago." 

--Lila Green, Circle MT

"I'm sorry this happened to you.  I know you and Larry trust the Good Lord in all things.  It can't be long now--we'll all be going home and we will get an "extreme makeover," a new body.  Won't that be great?" 

--Rita Smith, Bridgeport NE

"Sorry to hear about your tragic accident, especially at the hands of that big bruiser husband of yours--ha!  I know it's going to be a long, painful recovery, but there is some good-your husband will have to do all the cooking and cleaning.  We always remember you in our thoughts and prayers." 

--Russ & Bernice Kearns, Stevensville MT

"I'm so sorry to hear of your accident.  We pray that your leg will heal properly and that it will be as good as new.  At least you won't have to do dishes, clean, or cook-just smile!"

--Marian Mulder, Slayton MN

"Sorry about your accident.  I read the whole book-Satan loses!" 

--Ralph & Susie Bullock, Lawrence KS

"We've been praying for you, and our church is also praying for you.  Hope you are getting better!  The devil is just trying to stop your ministry, but he can't because our God is bigger.  God bless you." 

--Thelma Stanley, Worthington MN

"While we were praying for you, the Holy Spirit spoke to my spirit, that this is the way to a higher plateau and you will minister with greater power than you ever did.  God is always turning the evil satan does into something good!"
--Alma Bender, Aberdeen SD

"I am sure it is hard to see now, but quite often satan seems to overplay his hand and God uses it for His good!"
--Ray Ritthaler, Minneapolis MN

"It is a privilege to be lifting both of you and the ministry up in our prayers.  We first met all of you in the 1960's at a crusade in Hibbing, MN.  Some of our first beginnings go way back to the days at Sisseton over Labor Day when our children were small and we camped by a gas station one time.  How times have changed! 

We are so thankful and praise the Lord for your faithfulness.  Our prayers are with you!"
--Mel & Norma Haugen, Aurora MN

"You are a trooper!  Both you and Larry are in our prayers.  God's love does not keep us from trials but see us through them.  Also, to face life's changes, look to the unchanging God.  We love you and get well soon.  Thank you for your newsletters and I love your recipes!"
--Inez & John Turek, Phoenix AZ

Greetings from Nashville, Tennessee!  It has been a whirlwind week!  Last Thursday, March 24, Larry took me back to Slidell, LA for another checkup.  Dr. Gosey took the cast off, re-evaluated the injury, looked up at me and said, "It still looks mean!"  He put me on an antibiotic again to help fight infection.  It's always an ongoing mystery as to what's happening underneath that turquoise blue cast.  Once the cast was off, it took me a breath or two to get the nerve to look down at the injury.  Again Dr. Gosey said, "It still doesn't look pretty!"  I looked down at my swollen, black-and-blue foot with all the stitches, and readily agreed, "You're right, I don't have a pretty foot-but thank God I have a foot!"  After seeing the jagged stitches, I asked the doctor, "How will I go about disguising all these scars?"  He didn't answer, so I suggested, "Maybe I could design a special ankle scarf and tie a fancy bow to distract from the scars.  I could start a business, sell the scarves, and get rich!"  He just chuckled.  After cleaning and treating the wound, he put yet another blue leg cast on.  For some reason, it seems each cast gets heavier!  Needless to say, I'm really weary of trying to carry my own weight around-ugh.  Dr. Gosey released me to travel to Nashville, where we will pursue another orthopedic surgeon and do follow up for a little over three weeks. 

From Dr. Gosey's office, we drove the hour back to our coach.  I hadn't been there since the ladder incident.  I must admit when we pulled up to the coach, I quickly relived February 28, the fall, and the ambulance arrival.  Thank God the heavy rains had washed away the trail of blood!  Larry helped me from the car to my walker.  I looked at the coach and pondered the question I had in my mind the past month:  "How do I get up into that coach with a cast on my leg?"  We came to the decision that the best way was for me to "butt" my way up.  So I plopped my feet on the bottom step, and used my good foot to push me up to the next step, until I reached the top.  I was so proud of myself--ha!  Larry fixed the couch in the front of the coach into a bed for me, and I traveled the next 500 miles to Nashville lying on the couch with my leg propped up.

We got into Nashville on Good Friday and went over to our daughter LaShawn's home in Brentwood.  She has so graciously opened her home to us for the next month.  We are able to use her large bedroom and private bath on the main floor. 

On Easter Sunday, it was a special joy to be with our daughter LaShawn, her friend Liam, and our son Donovan.  LaShawn fixed a big ham dinner with all the trimmings.  It was the first holiday in my entire life that I wasn't doing the cooking in the kitchen.  I was waited on hand and foot (pun intended!).  Easter would have been perfect if LaDawn, Dante and Myanna could've been there, but they were way back in Minneapolis, MN, at my brother Glen's home with the cousins.  They had a fun time, and we were later able to chat by phone.

Bright and early on Monday, March 28, we pursued our first laser therapy treatment with Dr. Jason Tharpe.  He feels that the laser therapy will help get the blood circulating and promote quicker healing and Lord willing, help with the intense pain I'm experiencing.  For the next month, I will be taking therapy both morning and afternoon.  Please pray for me that it will go well.  I'm standing on God's Word and healing scriptures.  One of my faith scriptures is Jeremiah 30:17, "I will restore health to you and heal you of your wounds."  I really take that to heart!  I physically lay the word on my broken leg, accepting and believing that verse. 

Well, I must go-but I want to thank all of you for taking this journey with me.  Thank you for all the cards, letters, and scriptures you have sent me.  You will never know how much I have been encouraged because of you!

Thanks again,

Gloria

                

*The next update will be April 7th