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Hello from Sisseton! I am nestled up in my chair as I write this "On the Road" update. I guess, this time, I could rename it the "In My Chair" update. HA! The weather that we are experiencing is playing mind games with me (at this stage in my life, it doesn't take all that much!). As I sat down in my chair I had to throw a blanket over me to keep warm. The temperatures were in the 80's and yesterday they tumbled down into the low 50's. As the old saying goes, "If you don't like the weather, stick around a few hours, it will change...but I'm not sure you will like that either." So true! Even the birds are slightly confused.
Greetings again from Sisseton! It seems like we are running here and there...I almost meet myself coming and going - ha! I can hardly believe it's late-May and Mother's Day has long passed...but is not forgotten. Our children, LaShawn and her husband Liam, LaDawn and our son Donovan, sent me a beautiful bouquet of flowers. They know I love flowers. Larry also gave me a red rose corsage and they all gave me beautiful Mother's Day cards with heart-touching verses. Often I don't feel I'm worthy of all those "flowery" kind words...but I'll gladly accept them! Often times, while parenting, we feel inadequate in how we're raising our children. We ponder and wonder if we did the right things in the right way. So, I need those verses of love and appreciation to keep me going.
Greetings from Sisseton! My, was it ever good to see my home after being gone for four months. We ministered in Hawaii, Arizona, New Mexico, and Texas. On our way through Nebraska we were able to stop and see our long-time, dear friends, Marvin and Mary Arehart. On April 24th we arrived in Wagner, South Dakota. We pulled in just before sunset. The birds were singing, the sun was shining and it was a beautiful 73 degrees outside. Spring had sprung in the great state of South Dakota!
The events in the life of Jesus bring meaning to the events in our own lives. I'm certain Jesus would have loved to skip Calvary and would rather have been ushered up into heaven in a dynamic glorious whirlwind to be with His Heavenly Father, but that wasn't part of the plan and that wasn't how it happened.
Jesus faced a dark week of challenges which included a dark night of the soul in Gethsemene: a cruel and torcherous cross, death and resurrection. Now that is what I call a full week.
How often do we feel like we are going through a week like that?
Jesus faced a dark week of challenges which included a dark night of the soul in Gethsemene: a cruel and torcherous cross, death and resurrection. Now that is what I call a full week.
How often do we feel like we are going through a week like that?
Greetings from the road! Needless to say, this last week has been a whirlwind. The last time you heard from us we were in Albuquerque, New Mexico. On Wednesday, April 9th, we received a phone call from my brother, Glen, informing us that his wife, Marvelyn, went home to be with the Lord after a courageous 12 year battle with breast cancer. It was bittersweet news. We are so happy she doesn't have to suffer anymore, but at the same time our hearts are heavy for my brother Glen, his children and their wives, and the 9 precious grandchildren who love their Nana so much. Ultimately, we are so thrilled to know that Marvelyn is walking the streets of gold in Heaven.
Greetings! We just passed through the amazing red rock scenery in Sedona, Arizona. What a breathtaking sight! God's creation continues to astound me. During our journey, we stopped along the side of the road and watched as the sun and shadows almost danced across the landscape, moving, shifting and causing a continually changing view. When the sun was shining or when the shadows fell upon the rocks, the sights were simply awe-inspiring...mesmerizing. Personally, it was a sermon to me.
Greetings from the road! We just pulled up stakes and are heading towards New Mexico. I always tell Larry, "When you see plants and weeds growing up around your motorhome, birds trying to nest in your awnings, and people know your name as they walk by, it's time to get a new address! HA!" We will miss the beautiful Arizona sunshine, the breathtaking sunsets, and the delicious fresh oranges, lemons and grapes that have been given to us straight from the trees/vines by friends and family.
Greetings, again, from Arizona! These past two weeks have whisked by so quickly I can hardly believe it.
We've had wonderful soul-winning rallies in the Phoenix area. We ministered at Faith Assembly of God in Phoenix on Sunday, March 9th. Pastor Elwin Mack, along with his staff and worship team, were on a missions trip to India. Pastor Earl and Rose Ostrom, the Seniors pastors, hosted us in their absence. What an energized preacher! He energized us just by being around him.
We've had wonderful soul-winning rallies in the Phoenix area. We ministered at Faith Assembly of God in Phoenix on Sunday, March 9th. Pastor Elwin Mack, along with his staff and worship team, were on a missions trip to India. Pastor Earl and Rose Ostrom, the Seniors pastors, hosted us in their absence. What an energized preacher! He energized us just by being around him.
Greetings from sunny Arizona! I can hardly believe it is March already. The weeks are flying by. We have had two wonderful active weeks here in Phoenix, Arizona.
It was a joy to return to minister at Celebration Church in Mesa, Arizona, with Pastor
Randy Visconti. We were with him and his delightful family two years ago. We were ecstatic to see that the church continues to grow under his leadership; he is doing a great job pastoring there.
It was a joy to return to minister at Celebration Church in Mesa, Arizona, with Pastor
Randy Visconti. We were with him and his delightful family two years ago. We were ecstatic to see that the church continues to grow under his leadership; he is doing a great job pastoring there.
I sat in the bus almost oblivious to the hurry and scurry of the team members trying to push their way through the crowded aisle. Suitcases, briefcases, shoes, books, boxes, clothes, and clean-up bags strewn all over the bus aisle from the previous bus ride made it nearly impossible to walk without tripping over something. We were in Binghamton, New York, and there were thirty minutes until the evening service. As usual, we were fighting the clock to meet for pre-rally prayer time. I sat crumpled up in a heap on the couch in the front of the bus where I hoped I was safe from being trampled to death by the "hooves" of nine people, all trying to get out of the bus at the same time.