November 2020

Hello Saints!

“Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God;  and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.” (Phillipians 4:6-7 NKJV). What a blessing He returns to us when we give thanks, peace that passes all understanding, our hearts and minds being guarded through Jesus. If all my thoughts were filtered through Jesus before they hit my brain, I’d be one happy camper! I obviously need to give thanks more often. I don’t know about the rest of you, but it is taking a concentrated effort to not be on pins and needles about this election.  I know I’ve shared with you before how much I love the story of King Hezekiah in 2 Kings, chapters 18-19, but it certainly comes to mind again with all that is going on. King Sennacherib had sent his servant Rabshakeh, (I don’t know how you pronounce that but when I sound it out, I get Rob-shaketh, like the one who comes to rob & shake us), to tell the people all that he would do for them and how the God of Hezekiah could not save them. Sennacherib even wrote it all out. So Hezekiah took his written words into the house of the Lord and spread them out before the Lord and said, “O Lord, God of Israel, the One who dwells between the cherubim, You are God, You alone, of all the kingdoms of the earth. You have made heaven and earth. Incline Your ear, O Lord and hear; open Your eyes O Lord, and see; and hear the words of Sennacherib, which he has sent to reproach the living God.”  Right now a lot of words are being spoken that are a reproach before the living God. We can lay it all before Him and we can say what Hezekiah said in 19:19, “Now therefore, O Lord our God, I pray, save us from his hand, that all the kingdoms of the earth may know that You are the Lord God, You alone.” God responded to Hezekiah that because he had prayed to Him against Sennacherib, that He had heard. We know we have a God that hears and sees and Who is for us and not against us. The Lord sent an angel out in the night that destroyed the enemy while Hezekiah was able to lay down and sleep. We can rest in our Defender. He is the Righteous One. He neither sleeps nor slumbers. How grateful we can be that we know the One Who will rise up and fight for us. Even though we will not know the results this week, or maybe even this whole month, we can spend our days in thanksgiving, rejoicing because the battle belongs to the Lord.  No matter what Washington does or says, our future is sure, our provision is infinite, our security cannot be shaken. We stand on the Rock that has stood before the beginning of time and will remain into eternity long after all this has passed away. If He is for us, who can be against us! Hallelujah!

Earlier this week I went to a women’s halfway house, about 40 minutes from here, where I am teaching a woman how to crochet. She is only four months or so clean from drugs and is about to have surgery on her ankle and foot, so she wants to learn how to do something to help pass her time while she is recovering. My good ministry friend, Pam Harvey, met me there and it was a beautiful time of fellowship and ministry. The woman we were visiting wasn’t feeling well and was teary, so of course, I hugged her and let her cry on my shoulder. Two days later the halfway house called me to tell me she was Covid positive. My friend Pam, who’s smarter than me, had sat across from me and the woman, so avoided the up close exposure. These last two days I’ve felt pretty rough, but am looking forward to a few days from now when I expect to be feeling much better.

Last night, my roommate and I watched a show called “Freedom Sunday, 2020, with Tony Perkins” I’d seen it on the TCT channel and then we were able to pull it up on YouTube to watch it in it’s entirety. It’s a variety of pastors, General Boykin, and Dr. Dan Erickson. They look at what the scriptures say about churches meeting, what the constitution has to say, what physicians are saying, and what the church’s response should be. It’s very informative and uplifting. It exposes the enemy’s plan and encourages us in our position in Christ. One statement that has stuck with me is if we feared sin as much as we’ve feared Covid, we’d have already been in revival! I hope that strikes you the way it struck me. We’ve allowed man to put a fear in us that God has not been able to. Covid may lead to death, but sin definitely leads to death!

They also pointed out how when the churches closed, chaos abounded with the riots and violence that erupted. We may think the churches have not had much impact on society since it seems that sin has been gaining ground, but the absence of light definitely allows the darkness to increase immediately.

We need to believe in the power of the God we serve. We need to work while it is still day (John 9:4). Let us not grow weary in doing good (Gal 6:9). Take courage in knowing how many churches and saints around this nation have been praying and fasting for the hand of God to move in this nation. We are not alone in this! We have a huge family that is seeking God, His wisdom and His mercy that we belong to. It’s a beautiful season of thanksgiving. As I was driving the other day, I thought about how the power of God flows through each home. He gave us the water, He gave us the natural gas, and He gave us electricity. His power flows through every single home and people don’t even realize it! How amazing He is, that knowing we would be a fallen people, He wanted us to have such comfort.

Since the prisons are still closed to us, ministry has looked different but the Lord is definitely not short of suggestions. I’m sure you husbands can relate to this, when you’ve went to do a project around the house and then found out you couldn’t get the materials, in your mind you’re thinking, whoo-hoo free-time! Then you’re wife says, but you could do this…. and this needs done…., and before you know it, the whole day is gone. Many of my days get so busy, it leaves my head swimming. But at the end of the day it’s completely satisfying. We helped a 71-year-old homeless man find an apartment this month, which took a lot of hours of driving from place to place because he had a lot of issues as to why landlords wouldn’t rent to him and we were running out of options. But even when it looked hopeless, I went and got him again and we set out and just kept knocking on doors until the Lord opened one! But you just can’t put someone in an apartment and leave them there, it also involved buying him enough to food to last him until his check came at the beginning of this month. Last Sunday, during our early morning church service in the park, I seen a homeless woman huddled up on a park bench, very cold, and asked her if she’d like to go to church with me so she could sit inside and get warm for a few hours. She said yes. She ended up spending 4 nights at our house this week. We’ve days trying to help her get in someplace. The obstacle is that she has no I.D. and mental health issues. Then yesterday, unexpectedly, the Lord opened a door. We paid for the first two weeks, hoping that during that time she will be able to access her disability check and then be able to pay for herself. It’s just been difficult for her with no identification and all of her focus being on how to survive outside. I spent an afternoon at a women’s halfway house in Auburn, teaching them how to make puppets that we then donated to a woman who was having a craft sale to raise money for expenses for her family as her husband needs a kidney transplant.  I took a homeless, pregnant woman, who has no family here, to her ultrasound, (and sat with her through it) who had considered aborting her baby, but has now decided to keep him. I sat with another woman through her emergency room visit who is once again trying to get clean and get out of an abusive relationship. One weekend I made chicken noodle soup and chicken sandwiches for the homeless. I’ve also continued with the Monday night meetings at Faith Based Mentoring for people in recovery, which has been awesome.

Unexpected things keep popping up. The Lord says this is next and we say okay. It’s praying with people who feel they are out of options or like the storm is going to overwhelm them and watching the peace of God come over them, knowing the battle belongs to Him and He loved them first! As I was praying one day for a homeless woman, the Lord wrapped me in His embrace, letting me know it would be okay because He could hold me and her at the same time and my heart didn’t have to be anxious about whether He would come through or not.

I want to encourage you as you take extra time this month to be intentionally thankful, that you bask in the goodness of the Lord. Think about His natural power flowing through your home through the heat, the water and the electric. How could we not be filled with His goodness! Breathe Him in. Give Him the glory that is due His Name. “O Lord, how manifold are Your works! In wisdom You made them all. The earth is full of Your possessions.” “I will sing to the Lord as long as I live, I will sing praise to my God while I have my being. May my mediation be sweet to Him, I will be glad in the Lord.”                         (Psalm 104:24, 33 & 34)

Be blessed and have a wonderful Thanksgiving!

Your Sister in Jesus!

 Pam

October 2020

Hello Saints!

Grace and peace to you through Jesus Christ our Lord! What a glorious weekend it was in Washington, D.C. On September 26th! I attended the Jonathan Kahn event at the National Mall; The Return, while at the same time Franklin Graham was having the Prayer Walk. Tens of thousands of Christians gathered between both events seeking the Lord for healing for our nation. It felt like an old testament moment. At first, it seemed odd to me that two leaders would be having two separate events at the same time & I wondered why they didn’t come together for one huge event. But while there, it simply demonstrated the unity of the body of Christ, covering a whole city! It wasn’t in opposition to one another. It was for the same purpose, of one mind and one accord, to pray for one nation under God, to push back the darkness that is trying to overtake our country, to claim back what the enemy has stolen, to repent for unrepentance, to kneel in humility and submit ourselves to the ultimate Authority. What a powerful moment when they asked everyone to kneel to repent for abortion. There was such a reverence it caused me to weep. I’m grateful we have a God who is capable of reversing all the evil we have done. He is the repairer of the breach. Through sin, we separated from Him and He sent a bridge in the form of His Son so that none would perish. Even though the breach was our fault, He took it upon Himself to fix it. How mighty and merciful is our God. His love unfailing, never ending, enduring forever. To be in love with Him is to be alive. He separated us from death when Jesus conquered it. “See then that you walk circumspectly, not as fools, but as wise, redeeming the time, because the days are evil.” (Eph 5:15-16) We have the option to walk in wisdom and redeem the time!

Last week during the weekly prayer meeting at our church, I had a vision of being an oil lamp, with oil being poured in from above, and this light shining upward from my core, a beautiful flame burning extremely bright from the richness of the oil. It’s one of those moments you just soak in. The Lord reminded me that the lamp cannot do anything to create the oil, to earn the oil, or to enhance the quality of the oil. Yet the lamp is completely necessary because without it, no one would ever know the light the oil produces, and they’d be lost in darkness. The lamp only has to abide in the house of the One who fills it.

During one of the worship times Saturday, it dawned on me that we were on the East coast and the Lord reminded me of a vision I had several years ago while praying. As I was kneeling, I heard all these voices in heaven, a big commotion of shouting and celebrating. I asked the Lord, “What is going on up there!!!” And the words became clear to me. Over and over they were shouting, “Revival has been granted! Revival has been granted! Revival has been granted! Revival has been granted!” Suddenly I seen myself standing barefoot on a big map of the United States. My feet were on Indiana and this flood of oil was rushing towards me coming across the state of Ohio, it hit my feet and gushed over them heading west. It came from the east!

We are in an exciting season. I heard Dutch Sheets saying that anytime revival has come, it certainly didn’t look like it was coming. This isn’t a time for business as usual. Look for God. Look for ways to bring Him into your situation. Yesterday I had to go meet with a couple and there seemed no hope that it would be a pleasant meeting. During my prayer time, the Lord showed me to start with worship. Which, while you’re home, in worship, sounds like a wonderful idea, but when you walk in someone’s home that you’ve never been in and the circumstances are less than pleasant, seems awkward. However, I know enough about God to know He’s smarter than me, so even though my faith was fading, I asked them if we could spend a little time in worship before we started talking. As the song played and we each began glorifying the Father, everything changed completely. It was like honey had been poured in the atmosphere. Nothing could have been sweeter than the time we spent together. “There remains therefore a rest for the people of God. For he who has entered His rest has himself also ceased from his works as God did from His. Let us therefore be diligent to enter that rest, lest anyone fall according to the same example of disobedience.” (Hebrews 4:9-11) Had I have been disobedient we would not have entered into the rest of God. Had I not have ceased from my works at that moment, me trying to figure it out and having my own agenda, we would not have had such a beautiful outcome. His ways are certainly better than ours.

Later the same day, a friend who has not surrendered his life to the Lord, called to tell me he has a lump on his breast. He’s very concerned. I told him we would just rebuke that in the name of Jesus. He said he’d like it if I could come and pray with him. I’ve known him at least 7 years and although we have had many conversations about God, he has never asked me for prayer. Last night was also our Monday night Faith Based Mentoring meeting for recovering addicts. Since he lives in that neighborhood, I told him I would stop by after the meeting. At the end of the meeting, when almost everyone was out of the building, a woman asked to speak to me privately and she said very quietly, “it’s time for me to give my life to Jesus.” She wanted me to have the man who spoke come pray for her and two of the other mentors joined us. What a beautiful moment!!! Hallelujah Jesus!!! This was totally unexpected! So I got to go from there to pray healing for my friend and by the end of the night, there was nothing to do but to glorify God for His hand moving throughout all those situations. The reason I’m sharing this is because I believe the Holy Spirit is moving to draw people to the Father, even when we don’t be expect it. This is the time for our lamps to be full! Be the light that people are drawn to when they’re looking for someone to pray with.

There was more to yesterday, which could have made it seemed overwhelming, it’s the life we all live, but Jesus changes our outlook. At one point after dropping someone off at home who I had taken to a doctors appointment, I was thinking of what a beautiful day it had been so far, and then realized that it had been shifting between mist and rain all day, chilly, and yet my heart was under the illusion that it had been a beautiful sunny day! How does that happen? Because of Who He is! Look for God in all things. During the night, I had my arms raised over my head, praying, and I started noticing this light fragrance. I said, “Is that You, Lord?” Then I realized it was my deodorant, true story. (But good to know it has that kind of staying power since I had put it on the morning before, I never cease to humor myself.) At one point during the worship in Washington, every time I waved my hand over my head, there was a warm pocket of air directly over my head, cooler on the left, cooler on the right, but warm in the middle. I said, “Is that You, Lord?” J Look for Him! He says when we seek Him, we will find Him and He is a rewarder of those who diligently seek Him.

This weekend I have the wonderful opportunity to join another ministry for a service at the Little Sandy Correctional Facility in Sandy Hook, Kentucky. The prison has agreed to allow a 3-hour service outside the fence, meaning that we will be on the outside of the fence and the inmates will be inside the fence. At this point, we’ll take what we can get and are truly grateful for it. Also ironically enough, someone I had been in prison with during one of my incarcerations, (we spent a few years together) sent me a friend request on Facebook that I responded to last night. We called each other “cousin” back then. She had a 50-year sentence. I’m not sure how long she’s been out. She lives in Indianapolis, which I will be driving through on my way to the prison in a couple days! So we’re going to meet during her lunch break. Isn’t God strategic!

Be blessed dear friends! Enter in His rest. Trust in Who He is and what He has provided for you. Read Hebrews and if that doesn’t help you, read the whole Bible! “Therefore He is also able to save to the uttermost those who come to God through Him, since He always lives to make intercession for them.” Hebrews 7:25 He can save to the uttermost! There’s nothing, no one, no situation He can’t handle! He is interceding on your behalf! He is for you, therefore who can be against you.

Your sister in Jesus,

  Pam

September 2020

Hello Saints!

Bless the Lord, O my soul! O Lord my God, You are very great; You are clothed with splendor and majesty. (Psalm 104:1) Wouldn’t you like to catch a picture of that?!!! It’s too great to even imagine! Our phones would burn up from the image! Every other picture we have ever taken would pale in comparison. If only we thought we could capture it, would we ever dare to focus our camera anywhere else? The sheer beauty would melt your heart and drop you to your knees. The incredible awesomeness of His majesty! Last week in church I had this picture come in my head during worship of the glory of God hovering over the lake behind our church and in an instant, I knew I was breathing in His glory! Imagine it with me for a moment! What would you feel like if every time you drew in a breath, you knew tiny particles of God’s glory were slipping into your lungs? Don’t you feel better already?!!! It’s an incredible thought! As I’ve pondered this throughout the week I’ve thought how do we know we’re not breathing in His glory everyday? How could we not be? He’s been in heaven for all eternity. His Spirit was hovering over the earth at the beginning of creation. Could the particles of His glory ever dissipate? Would they ever disappear into nothingness? What stops His glory that’s radiating from Him right now at this moment from coming through our atmosphere? Can anything stand against His glory? Certainly not! You’ve probably figured out that I’m not a rocket scientist (J), so I have no idea what happens when the astronauts are coming back into our atmosphere and the outer shell of there spacecraft gets burned up, but do you think that would be fierce enough to burn to bits the glory of God? I don’t think so! Ephesians 2:2 talks about the “the prince of the power of the air, the spirit who now works in the sons of disobedience.” So if satan is dwelling in the atmosphere above the earth, could he stop God’s glory from reaching us? Not a chance! We’re always praying and singing, “God show us Your glory,” what if we’re already walking around in the overflow of it and we’ve just been too caught up in everything else to see it? So many times this week, I’ve made myself be aware that I’m breathing in His glory through the air, and every time, instantly, I felt revived! Even when I was driving through the countryside and the air got a little “fragrant” from the farm animals, I knew, even that, could not stop the radiance of His glory.

Exodus 33:18-33 “Then Moses said, “I pray You, show me Your glory!” And He said, “I Myself will make all My goodness pass before you, and will proclaim the name of the Lord before you; and I will be gracious to whom I will be gracious, and will show compassion on whom I will show compassion.” But He said, “You cannot see My face, for no man can see Me and live! Then the Lord said, “Behold, there is a place by Me, and you shall stand there on the rock; and it will come about, while My glory is passing by, that I will put you in the cleft of the rock and cover you with My hand until I have passed by. Then I will take My hand away and you shall see My back, but My face shall not be seen.”  When God passed by Moses I bet that made Moses’ hair stand on end! Isn’t it fantastic to think about! This is the almighty, powerful God that we serve! The creator of all things! Moses was only a man, overwhelmed by all the responsibility he had at the moment, and he simply let God know he just needed to see His glory and God obliged.

Exodus 24:16-17 “Now the glory of the Lord rested on Mount Sinai, and the cloud covered it six days. And on the seventh day He called to Moses out of the midst of the cloud. The sight of the glory of the Lord was like a consuming fire on the top of the mountain in the eyes of the children of Israel.”  How amazing His glory must be! And yet He gives us access to it! John 11:40 “Jesus said to her, “Did I not say to you that if you would believe you would see the glory of God?” Jesus was talking to Martha, the sister of Lazarus, right as He was about to call Lazarus from the grave. Every time we see someone receive Christ as their Savior, we see the glory of God, as we watch them being called from the grave.

Last night I was at a tent revival being held by Pastor Pat Haskins, from Light of Faith Center. On the way there I had picked up two girls, ages 6 & 7, and took them with me. Towards the end of the service, I took them forward and asked Pastor Haskins to pray over them for protection (because of their home environment), and relief from the nightmares they have. He took it a step further and asked them to ask Jesus into their hearts. After praying the prayer, this beautiful happiness came over both of them. The Pastors wife played a final song and the girls danced and laughed. Their whole countenance had changed. It was the glory of God that had entered into them.

Earlier this year, as I was praying one morning, the Lord told me to stop praying right then and go pray with a woman who I had seen working at a doctor’s office. I did not know the woman, had only said hi to her in passing, so this was a little awkward. I went, praying on the way that the Lord would prepare her heart. I went to her desk and asked if I could speak to her privately. When I told her the Lord told me to come pray for her, her eyes filled with tears, and she said as she was driving to work that morning she asked the Lord to give her a reason to believe in Him. She asked me to pray for her daughter who was a heroin addict. When I asked her daughters name, as the Lord would have it, I know her daughter. We prayed, cried, & rejoiced. Two nights ago, I received a phone call that her daughter had just died of an overdose. I could pause right here for days. It’s the type of thing that leaves you heartbroken and stumped.

Yesterday morning despite little sleep, I knew I needed to get up and go down to the church service for the homeless in the park. I didn’t tell anyone what had happened. During worship the tears started rolling down my face. While my eyes were closed I felt a swoosh as a forceful gust of wind hit the side of my face and another hit the side of my back. I can’t describe it adequately, it came out of nowhere, two separate short gusts simultaneously. I opened my eyes, there was no one near me, no wind blowing. And the thought hit me, did an angel just land beside me? I closed my eyes. They were singing, Holy, Holy, Holy, and in my mind’s eye, I seen this regal, strong figure of an angel kneeling beside me in honor of the majesty of the Lord. The most beautiful awe-inspiring image you have ever seen. Within a few minutes I was kneeling on the concrete also. Such an incredible sense of worship filled my heart that I was sure multiple people were kneeling all around me. When the last song ended, I opened my eyes to stand up and the whole space around me was empty, but there was no doubt in my mind that I was not alone as I knelt there. Something amazing transpired over the next 20 minutes. Normally during the message, multiple conversations are going on all over the place, people moving around, sometimes arguing, or an ambulance might even come for someone having a drug seizure, the distractions are continuous. But this hush had settled on the park. Almost everyone was sitting or standing quietly and they paid attention to the Word! The man spoke from the passage of Jesus being in the boat in the midst of the storm. The peace in that place was indescribable, just as it must have been when the waves stopped as Jesus spoke.

His glory trumps our pain. His glory heals us when we acknowledge it. I heard a preacher recently say that in order to have peace that passes understanding, we have to surrender our right to understand.  I truly believe the Lord sent that angel to show me to take my eyes off the circumstance and put my eyes on Him. He confirmed it with the message, to quit looking at how big the storm is and to remember the authority of the Son of Man to silence it. Throughout the day yesterday I had multiple times when the tears flowed uncontrollably. Of course we’ll feel the pain, and then we learn how to comfort others with the comfort with which we ourselves have been comforted. (2 Corinthians 1:4). But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellence of the power may be of God and not of us. (2 Corinthians 4:7). His word says it all so much better than I ever could.

This month has been full of buying groceries and clothes for homeless and a few people who have recently been released from prison and are starting over, as well as providing multiple rides to appointments for single moms, and even taking a homeless woman to her family in Michigan, after she’s been living here in a tent for a few years, & trying to give hope to those still in active addiction, praying their eyes will be opened to the love of the Father. Every day, we just do what the Lord puts before us. May the God of heaven and earth, the creator of all things, fill you to overflowing as you breathe in His glory!

Your sister in Jesus!

Pam

August 2020

Hello Saints!

Blessing and glory and wisdom, thanksgiving and honor and power and might be to our God forever and ever! Amen! (Rev 7:12) He is Lord. He has not abandoned the throne and He is worthy of our praise!  We all know the scripture about abiding in Him but how great it is to revisit it and dwell on it. Let it sink into your spirit. When we abide in Him, we are in the shelter of the Most High. While meditating and praying into this, I had a picture of a vein deep in the tissue. That vein abides. It is completely protected on all sides while it delivers life-giving blood to the rest of the body. It doesn’t fear attack or fear the unknown, because it is surrounded. It feels the heartbeat of the one it is dependent on with each surge of blood. Can you imagine abiding in the Father like that! That thought transported me completely this morning! It’s totally transforming to see yourself abiding so deep in His presence.

To apply it to our purpose; the people we see who need Jesus are the parts of our body that are suffering an attack from something that was sent to destroy the body. We are the vein that can carry life-giving blood to them. Just as we are dependent on our own veins carrying healthy blood to the diseased parts of our body, needing them to fulfill their role when we are suffering from a sickness, so is the purpose of the body of Christ. There is no other way people can get the life saving blood that was shed to bring the healing they need than through us, the branches. Just think what would happen if when a disease hit our body, if all our veins rolled up and hid trying to protect only themselves, we would surely die instantly. Don’t let fear cause you to roll up during this time, abide in the Father. There’s good reason why the bible says to “Be strong and courageous.” We have a covering. We have a Heart supplying blood to us that will never dry up. We were remade to be vessels of honor and we were remade by the blood! The world needs what we have. Each of us allowing the blood of Christ to flow through us can heal many. Each of us lifting our voices in worship can change the atmosphere. I believe we need to be informed but we also have to balance what we hear with what we know about our Father. What the Word says. Who we believe Jesus is. Why He sent the Holy Spirit. “But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in My name, He will teach you all things, and bring to your remembrance all things that I said to you.” You know what He brought to my remembrance this morning? “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father, except through Me.” The simple gospel.  In the midst of all the news we are hearing and you don’t know what to believe, Jesus says He is the Truth. When you’re struggling to make decisions about how to prepare for the future, Jesus says He is the Way. When you don’t know if you should gather together or how to gather, because you don’t want to become sick or anyone else to become ill, Jesus says He is the Life.

I was thinking of going downtown to the park where the homeless are with a cooler of bottled water sometime this week, and one part of me says, what good will it do, they’ll drink it and later they’ll be thirsty again. Plus it’s so much more bothersome trying to have a conversation through a mask. Certainly the Father understands that. Then the Holy Spirit brought this scripture to my remembrance, “No one comes to the Father, except through Me.” No matter if they understand the true purpose of why I’m bringing the water, if they want to engage in conversation or not, there’s a life-saving blood that they can only receive through Jesus. I should at least offer it.

I have to tell you how my Alabama trip ended! It was phenomenal! On Friday, July 3rd, I was walking through the streets of the neighborhood I’d been witnessing in for the past few weeks, for almost an hour praying. Usually when I did that, I would stop and talk to people and ask if they wanted prayer but that morning the Lord prompted me to stay silent and just walk & pray. As I was approaching my car to leave the neighborhood, I noticed a little yellow house down the street and the Lord said, “Take flowers to my daughter.”

I went and got a vase and flowers and returned that afternoon. As I got out of the car, a man came out on the porch. I told him that as I was walking & praying that morning, the Lord told me to bring flowers to His daughter. The man opened the screen door and said, “Come in and you’ll see why you’re here.” As I went through the door, there was a hospital bed in the living room with his wife in it. She can’t speak or walk and what I found out later was that she had a stroke 3 ½ yrs ago. I told her she was the Lord’s daughter and that He had sent her flowers. She got a big smile on her face and nodded her head. I asked the man if I could pray for her and he said yes. Her name is Ella. His name is Ebner. After praying, I left right away. I was honestly so overcome with emotion I could hardly speak. The only One Who knew that woman needed to hear from God was Him. She can’t tell anyone else. He is incredibly amazing! God hears our heart!

Dan and Fern Utz went to Ebner’s house with me on Sunday afternoon (July 5th) at 2 pm.  Ebner had his grandson and another lady come over. As Dan played the guitar, the 6 of us had church for almost 2 hrs around Ms. Ella’s bed, I should say the 7 of us, because I know Ms. Ella was having church too! The Presence of the Lord was in that place. We met family we never knew we had and we had a glorious time worshiping the Lord together. Ebner told us he has been waiting all this time for someone to come and pray over his wife, and he said he’d told his grandson several times that someone should come there and have church. He said he never thought the Lord would send someone who wasn’t his color. (He was too polite to say he never thought the Lord would send white people.) I told him maybe the Lord didn’t know we were different.

I left to come home the next morning. There is no better finale for a trip than to experience God in such an awesome and powerful way. Ebner used to be an evangelist. He said the morning I showed up, he was really down but when I came with those flowers he knew then that God was going to do something in their situation. Sunday afternoon before we left he was shouting and praising the Lord, like a new fire had just been lit in the furnace! He has no doubt that God is going to raise Ms. Ella up out of that bed.

I can’t tell you how many times I have shared this story in the last few weeks. It amazes me over and over again. Every time I think of it, I fall more in love with God. You will never be in a place where God cannot hear you. You will never have to do anything to earn God’s love. Ms. Ella can’t do a single thing to make herself worthy of a visit from God, but He chose to let her know He sees her and her cries have not gone unheard by Him.

How great is our God. How awesome is His love. Abide in it. Dwell in it. Let if fill you richly.

Your sister in Jesus!

Pam

 

July 2020

Hello Saints!

“Ask the Lord for rain in the time of the latter rain.  The Lord will make flashing clouds; He will give them showers of rain, grass in the field for everyone.”  Zechariah 10:1 (NKJV) Let’s ask for the rain! Put on your galoshes and get ready! There is a day of rejoicing that draweth nigh! During my prayer time this morning as I was praising the Lord for Him being the Lion of Judah, I had the impression of this huge lion beside me, as if I could actually lean into Him. The comfort of His Presence was overwhelming. Imagine walking down the street with this huge gentle lion beside you. What fear could you possibly have of anything? As people would back away, you’d say, “no, come close and pet Him, He won’t hurt you”. And then you’d see the amazement in their face as they touched His mane and looked into His eyes full of kindness and love. They’d adore Him and yet respect Him for the strength they could see just beneath the surface. That’s how we need people to see Jesus. He’s huge, powerful, stunning to look at, yet full of compassion. And we are part of His tribe. How blessed we are! What does this have to do with rain? I have no idea, but somehow, I’m sure its all connected!

It’s been such an amazing month, I don’t even know where to start, so I guess I’ll start with a confession. The 1st week of May it came on my heart to come down to Alabama for a month, which is where I am writing you from. I wasn’t sure exactly what I would do here. Our friends had told us they were being allowed to do some prison ministry outside the fence, but then the week before I left they told me they had not been asked to anymore in the previous few weeks and there was no mention of anything coming up. There’s a low income neighborhood here that a few years ago I felt I should have went into and have done some type of outreach, and I really felt I should just go through and see what the Lord would have me do there but I had no idea what. Also the We Care Prison Ministry, that we come down and do prison ministry with every year, has 3 thrift stores that helps support them putting volunteer chaplains in about 26 facilities around the state, and I thought maybe I could help there some kind of way. But here’s my confession, since I was coming without any real plan, and not sure what, if anything I’d be able to do here, I did not have enough faith to tell you about it in the last newsletter. I thought if I put it in there, you’d think I might not be wrapped too tight. I was going off on a journey not knowing what I was supposed to do or how I was going to do it. These stories always sound great after you have seen God move! But before hand, it sounds like “what are you thinking?” “are you sure this is from God?” “what if it’s just a waste of time?”

I am so happy to say it has definitely not been a waste of time! The day before I left, word came from the prison that we could do a service that Sunday – big high-five followed by a let-down as it was canceled due to hurricane rain, (but my hopes were already up, so too late to make me think I shouldn’t have come!) The thrift store had just become short 2 employees, so they really needed help. I’ve volunteered 4 days a week, each week I’ve been here.  We’ve done 2 services at 2 different prisons, outside the fence.  At the 2nd service, it was scorching hot at 1 pm, and the people didn’t show up with the generator or sound equipment. Because we’re outside and how far we are from the prison, there is no hope of an electrical outlet. Now if it had of been an electric fence, maybe we could have tapped into that… or maybe that’s not a good idea. The officers told us we had to go out to the farthest corner of the yard away from the prison, and we could not drive there. No shade, no sound system, and we had a ways to walk. Only 12 inmates came all the way to the back field. And we were being bug bit. The perfect atmosphere for a move of God. We had a wonderful time! Jesus said the shepherd will leave the 99 to look for the 1, so of course He will show up for 12. It was totally worth it to share the goodness and mercy of a loving Father with them, to see their countenances change in such a short time as He touched them as only He can. As of yesterday, one of the chaplains at We Care was working on getting us into another prison before I come home.

Also the Lord has led me, (given me the courage) to go into the neighborhood I spoke of and just walk up to a few porches and talk to people about Jesus. It’s so easy to sound bold and courageous in these letters, but lets face it folks, walking up to a complete stranger who has no idea why you’re coming to their porch, and just opening up a conversation about the Lord, is a little nerve wracking. Now, if I’d have truly grasped that picture the Lord gave me this morning about the huge lion walking beside me, and if He’d have actually have shown up as such, this would be a whole different story. It ended up going pretty well, even though they had open bottles of alcohol on their porches and it wasn’t quite noon yet, but they were very friendly and we had good conversations. I’ve went back and visited them a few times. I always thought to minister you should have something in your hand to give them, like food, or a care package, or at least a tract, to break the ice. This is a very poor neighborhood and they look like you should take them something, but the Lord told me to go empty-handed. When we do ministry we have to be sensitive to how the Lord tells us to move. If He says take nothing in your hand then we have to believe that what we have to offer them is more valuable than anything else.

On the morning of the 18th, right when I first woke up, I seen in my mind, my journal page with the words written at the top of the page, “The 1st day of Revival”. Talk about an eye-opener! So when I went to have my prayer time, that was exactly what I wrote. That changed my whole perspective as to how I should conduct myself that morning. If it’s the first day of revival, what’s my part in it?  My reading that morning was in Joel 3, but at the top of the page was the line from Joel 2:28, “I will pour out my Spirit”! My prayer in my journal was “Hallelujah! This is the day the Lord has made, the day He has ordained and spoke into being. Thank You Father that all Your words are just and true as they come to pass in the fulfillment of time. Let me serve You in the power that You have reserved for the unleashing of this hour.”

My challenge to myself while being down here: (just like we all do) I keep asking the Lord to bring revival, keep asking Him to move in people’s hearts, and to draw them to Himself, but what is my responsibility in all this? I left earlier than I needed to that morn to go to the thrift store so I could make a few intentional stops along the way. I stopped by a tire and oil change shop so they could look at my tires. After the man said they were okay and that it was probably just a bad sensor, I started to leave but then decided to give him and the other man in that shop each a comic book bible and I asked one of them if he had anything specific I could pray for him about? He said “no”, so I said “okay, I will just be praying for the Lord to bless you and give you what you need”. He thanked me. I went over to the area where they did the oil changes and gave each of the 2 young men there one of the comic bibles also. Since they had customers, I didn’t ask if they needed prayer, but they were both appreciative of the books. Right down the road from there was a laundromat so I thought I’m just going to stop and pray with whoever is in there. (At this point, I’m like a mad woman, I’d almost lost my nerve after the tire shop, but I was determined I was going to pray with someone before I got to work!) There was one man, who seemed a little mentally challenged, (which was almost a relief) who readily accepted my hand in prayer.

Driving on down the road there was a man setting up a watermelon stand. I thought I should pray prosperity for him, so I circled around the block, where I noticed a woman sitting on a walker outside a clinic, but I was no nervous about getting back to the man at the watermelon stand before I lost my nerve, that I thought I’d have to come back for her. I parked and walked over to him and said, “Hey, can I pray for you for prosperity today”, He said yes! I asked his name and he said Joshua Banks. I said, “Joshua!” And then I let loose with an excited prayer for everything the Lord said to Joshua about being strong and courageous. When I was finished there were tears in his eyes. We hugged and I took off to the next assignment! (At this point my feet were barely touching the ground). I circled the block and back to the woman on the walker. Her name was Roxanne. I asked if she wanted prayer and she said yes. I asked why she was at the clinic and she said because she keeps falling and she showed me several bruises, so I prayed and commanded the devil to quit tripping her and for her feet to be planted on the solid foundation of the Rock. All of this before 9 a.m.!

After I was at the store for about ½ an hour, one of the other volunteers came in and she said, “Did you pray with Joshua?” I said, “Did you talk to Joshua?” She said she stopped to get some corn.  It was the first time she ever stopped there and he was telling her and another customer how this white lady stopped and just took his hands and prayed with him and he didn’t know if I was for real or if I was an angel.  Wait, it gets even better, he’s a pastor! This story is so amazing. The volunteer who’s telling me this is named Fawn. So the following Sunday morning, her and I go to his church. He told the congregation how after I prayed with him, that night he dreamed he cut the head off a rattlesnake. This is so significant because 3 days before I met Joshua, 3 ladies and I were praying for Atmore, (the city we’re in) and one of the ladies said she saw a snake in the streets of Atmore. My immediate response was, “We need to cut it’s head off” and so we continued to pray in the spirit. Little did we know we were interceding for Joshua, who the Lord has given the authority to be the snake slayer! Dad always said, “You can’t lose with the stuff we use!” We will never know what the Lord will do if we don’t step out in faith and give Him the opportunity to move.

While in my prayer time that morning, I had also asked the Lord to let someone come and tell me they had a dream from Him. That same morning a woman came into the thrift store. I simply asked how she was doing, and she went off into a long, long conversation, until I was finally asking the Lord to please show me a polite way to excuse myself, when all of a sudden she said, she’d had a dream where someone told her the Lord was not going to wait for her forever. I said, “I need to pray with you, do you care if we pray right here?” I almost missed it because I thought the conversation wasn’t important!

I’ll be heading home right after the 4th and I’m truly sad at the thought of leaving here. It has been such a time of refreshing and renewing. Before leaving home I did get another vehicle. It’s a 2014 Honda CR-V. A man who used to go to bible study at mom and dad’s house years ago, who I met completely by accident, has a Honda repair shop in Fort Wayne. I’d taken the car to them to inspect before buying it. He said in honor of dad’s ministry and the fact that I’m still doing it, they will do all the maintenance on it for free! So with that, I felt the Lord gave us His blessing to get it. While down here, I’m staying at the We Care Headquarters, which has guest rooms. The first morning I woke up here, (I’d had the car for all of 3 days) I had a dream I was handing the keys to a woman here in the parking lot. When I woke up, I prayed and asked the Lord to please pay it off first so we can give it to her free and clear. I don’t know who she is, but if He tells us to release the car to her, we certainly will. It’s all His! Why would we hold anything back?!

I almost forgot to tell you about the inmates next door! We Care has a house set up on their property that they allow a couple men to stay in. One of them has been out 3 years after doing 25 years in prison, the other one has only been out a couple of months, after being locked up 10 years.  One day I seen one of them  (Bruce) sitting on the tailgate of his pickup truck playing his guitar, so I walked over and sang some hymns with him (because that’s what he was playing. I don’t know the verses but can usually chime in on the choruses). Both of these men had been on the worship team in prison. Last Wednesday night I went over to visit them and then Fawn came over and we again had a time of Bruce playing the guitar and us singing along. So this past Wednesday night I invited them over to the big sprawling back porch of the headquarters building and invited our prison ministry friend, Dan Utz and his wife, Fern to come over. Dan and Bruce led us in a wonderful time of worship. Next Wednesday, I’m planning to invite some others over, and we’ll make it a little larger and a little louder as we exalt His Name! Ministry is easier when we allow the Lord to do it. It doesn’t take a committee or a board meeting to gather people together to pray or sing a few songs together. So, don’t over think it. Open your home or invite yourself to someone else’s!

I’m sorry this is sooo long! Actually I could on for another page! I love the Lord so much! He is so incredibly faithful!!! How can we not adore Him??? How can we not boast in Him??? None of this would happen without the Holy Spirit showing up and flowing through us to glorify the Father. One day in that small neighborhood, a man was sitting in a golf cart in the middle of the street and a woman was standing there talking to him. I pulled up behind them, got out and told them I didn’t want them to think I was weird but the Lord told me to come and see who was praying for that neighborhood and I was wondering if they could help me. She was so overcome with emotion she couldn’t talk. He was her cousin who also was a deacon of a church on that same street. She’d called him to come over and encourage her because of some spiritual warfare she was going through. The Lord directed it all! We had a little prayer meeting there in the street. None of this may sound too out of the ordinary, except it’s predominantly an all black neighborhood and no matter where I was people kept looking at me trying to figure out why I was there, at least that’s what the guys told me when I was on their porch and so many cars kept going slowly by. I have gone to two of their churches, and Fawn, (she’s a female chaplain who wears a covering on her hair that is always neatly pulled up, is only 4’11” and has a beautiful heart for the Lord) has went with me. I didn’t ask her to, but when she found out what I was up to, she didn’t want to miss out on a thing! We have had a great time worshipping with our brothers and sisters and even though we were the only white people in both churches, everyone made us feel extremely welcome.

So that has been my adventure for the past month, just asking the Holy Spirit each day to lead me. Its been a mission trip right here in America. I wasn’t going to share so many of the stories with you, but in the midst of all the political chaos, we need to know that God is on the move. He has not changed His mind about the ministry of reconciliation and still desires that we lift Him up so He can draw all men to Himself. Thank you so much for standing faithfully with me!

Have a blessed month in the Name of Our Lord Jesus!

Your sister in Christ,

Pam

June 2020

Hello Saints!

                    How was your Pentecost Sunday? I would love to know what the Lord is saying to you during this season. If you have something you’d like to share in the newsletter, please send it to me and I will be sure to include it. We need to stir one another up! Whatever it is, a dream, a divine encounter, a word from the Lord, let’s hear it and celebrate His goodness together! During our “lockdown” the Lord arranged for me to go into a physician’s office and do some part-time typing work in the records department. We set it up, so that instead of paying me personally, the physician’s office direct deposited all my earnings directly into the Gone Fishing Ministry account. I considered it my service unto the Lord. This all started a few weeks before the lockdown, so we didn’t even know what was about to happen. During that time, quite naturally, our donations went down, (which was appropriate because we needed less since we were not going into prisons) but the Lord had already made a way to sustain the ministry and the physicians office never closed the entire time. The same week the lockdown was being lifted, the work there was caught up and I was finished with them. That week our donations went back to normal! How incredible is God! During that time, we increased our feeding to the homeless and we never lacked!

Something else God did during that time, was one morning when I had to be at the office at 8am, at 7am during my prayer time, the Lord told me to quit praying and immediately go to that office and pray with a woman. He showed me her face, and I said “please Lord, prepare her for this.” If she was a Christian, she was keeping it top secret.  She worked in a different room than I, but this woman definitely liked colorful language.  One day I had even thought, “Lord, let someone else tell her about Jesus.” She was already there when I got to the office, but since I was so early, no one else was in the room I worked in. I asked if she could come in there for a minute. When I told her the Lord told me to come pray with her, her eyes filled with tears and she asked if she could hug me. After we prayed, she said while driving to work and listening to a group called “Poison”, she asked God to give her a reason to believe in Him!  He heard her!  Now rest assured, this is no boasting on my part.  I was shaking in my boots when I asked her to come in that room. But one thing I have found out about the Lord is, He doesn’t care if it wracks our nerves.J It definitely teaches us that our confidence is not in ourselves, but in Him. So the next time you feel the Lord is nudging you towards someone, and you’re certain they are not the type of person who’d want to hear from the Lord, just go and trust Him to finish what He starts, whether you see a good result or not.

I’m in the process of looking for a small SUV.  Dad’s van is on its last leg, and I need something larger than a car because of the amount of ministry supplies I often carry, as well as transporting people. Yesterday I felt I was to drive about 20 miles to Decatur, Indiana and look there. I drove into a lot, talked with a man, test drove a car, but didn’t have peace about it. However, after driving away, I asked God what he would say to that man. Immediately some words popped into my head. He’d given me his cell number on the card (the car guy, not God). So this morning I texted him to let him know I would not be getting the vehicle, but told him I’d prayed for him and the words, TRUST GOD, had popped into my head in huge letters. He texted back and thanked me for letting him know I wasn’t going to get it and never mentioned anything else. Do I feel embarrassed or wonder what he thinks of me? Not at all. He seen the words, just the way God wanted him to see them, and now I can “Trust God” to do what He wants to do in that man’s heart.

God wants to move, He wants people to know Him, to know His love for them, to be set free and to walk in the fullness of what He has for them.  Picture the Holy Spirit spontaneously causing people to break out praising the Lord, individually, in small groups, in big groups, all over the world. Think of what that would sound like in heaven! If we move in the small things He asks us to do, we’ll all be setting off little sparks of His Glory until one big spontaneous combustion might happen and burst into the atmosphere! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

At the beginning of this week, I had a horrible nightmare about hell. I woke up so terrified that I turned my light on and left it on for 3 hours. I honestly thought I would never sleep in the dark again. I began reading the word out loud, then with the bible laying open on my bed, began listening to faith scriptures on my phone. I found one link that played for 3 ½ hours and fell asleep to it. What a comfort God’s word is! I’m not going to tell you the dream, because I promised myself I will never write it down, I don’t even want to see the words that describe it. The feeling that most stood out to me was the absence of God and abject terror.  I actually had to look up the word “abject” because that was what came to my mind and sure enough it means “something bad experienced to the maximum degree”. I was rebuking satan that night and confounded as to how he was able to slip into my dreams like that. The next day I shared it with a pastor and his wife. She said it wasn’t from satan but from God. She said she has been waking up crying for the lost and that God wants us to realize the reality of where they are going and that it’s eternal and it’s urgent.

Last night there was rioting in our downtown area. My roommate is a photographer and wanted to take pictures, so off we went. We learned a huge lesson. You cannot control what will happen during a riot! You think you can stay in a safe place until the police turn and start shooting tear gas in your direction! Mind you, it was necessary on their part, and in no way were the police out of line, at that point they can’t tell who is for them and who is against them. My reading this morning was Ezekiel chapters 8 and 9. What a word! It was a display in black and white of what is going in our country. Heartbreaking. I sobbed as I prayed for our city. Shortly after praying, it was with a very heavy heart that I left the house to go down and feed the homeless. Once we walked into the park, the same park where all the drama took place last night, (I wish I could give you a huge dramatic pause right here…..) God showed up!!! It was phenomenal! The conversations were great. His love was great. His peace was all over the place! My morning ended with an encounter with a young homeless veteran, who is super intelligent, physics intelligent, who has done the research and decided God cannot exist. When He said that, such joy filled my heart as I told him about this wonderful awesome God who has changed my life.  I told him I don’t need to prove God to Him because God is big enough to defend Himself. As we were leaving I told him I’d be praying for God to reveal Himself to him. He thanked me and said he’d appreciate my prayers. Hmmm… why would someone appreciate prayers who does not believe in the God who can answer them? Because in his heart he absolutely believes! Whoo Hoo!!!!

I love God!!!! I love His faithfulness! No matter that last night was filled with tear gas, windows being shattered, property being destroyed, an atmosphere of chaos and destruction, His mercies are new every morning! Thank You God for the morning! Thank You for Your glory! Thank You for Your light that can never be diminished! Thank You for a love that is contagious and that keeps reaching out to those You want to draw close to You. This is why we sing! It’s why we have hope! Because He lives!!! “For in Him, we live and move and have our being!” None of this is too much for Him. When all the raging stops, He remains unshaken, unmovable, with arms open, ready to receive us to Himself.

My heart is so excited for this season. So, again, if you have any stories, please send them to us. I’m always telling you what I’m hearing, what we’re doing, but what is God telling you? We’re family, one mind, one accord, led by the same Spirit. What you’re doing, seeing, hearing, is valuable and we’d love to know about it.

“Be strong and of good courage, do not fear nor be afraid of them, for the Lord your God, He is the One who goes with you. He will not leave nor forsake you.” (Just a side note, if they have tear gas, even though we’re told not to fear, be cautious. J)

Be blessed and embrace His presence! Soak in it! Bask in it! Dance in it!!!

Your sister in Jesus – Pam

May 2020

Hello Saints!

How great it is to be a child ot the Living God! Blessed be His Name forevermore! How blessed we are to have His Word! His Word does not change. The more you read it, the more you draw from it, its that living water that churns up your spirit. What a delight it is when it comes to life within you! I was listening to the book of Mark while going to sleep last night, then after sleeping awhile and waking up in the night, I put it back on and sometime in the night I heard Jesus saying, “This people honors Me with their lips, but their heart is far from Me.”  It didn’t have much of an impact on me in my sleepy state until this morning when reading in Isaiah, as I’m continuing my yearly journey through the Old Testament, and the third verse I read was, “Inasmuch as these people draw near with their mouths and honor Me with their lips, But have removed their hearts far from Me.” When the Lord repeats something it catches your attention. I had prayed before going to bed last night that the Lord would show me what He wanted me to share this morning.  Then when He repeated it, I’m thinking, “Is this really You, Lord? Seems a little harsh don’t You think?”  He is so loving and merciful. He wants us to keep our hearts connected to Him and not simply fall into vain repetition.  We have to make sure, that during our prayer time and throughout the day as we’re going about our activities that we are not just paying Him lip service. So often, I will find myself during my prayertime saying, “Be exalted Lord, I worship You Lord”, over and over, while I’m actually thinking about the day ahead. By repetition I can praise Him for 10 or 15 minutes, before I realize that I forgot I was in my prayertime! My brain will have run on ahead into the next week. How precious this time is that the Lord has given us to focus on Him.  It’s like when you’re telling a child something and they’re obviously not paying you any attention, until you finally take their face in your hands and say, “look at me”. That’s what God is saying to us right now, “Look at Me.”  Wow, I hope that just hit your spirit the way it hit mine. How lovely to think of Him holding our face in His hands to make us look into His eyes.  Kind of sad that He has to make us look into His face, but how merciful that He’s willing to reach for us to bring us into that intimacy with Him.

Something else I read in Isaiah this morning was “ For thus says the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel: “In returning and rest you shall be saved; In quietness and confidence shall be your strength. But you would not, And you said, “No, we will flee on horses”,-Therefore you shall flee! And, “We will ride on swift horses”- One thousand shall flee at the threat of one, At the threat of five you shall flee, Till you are left as a pole on top of a mountain and as a banner on a hill. Therefore the Lord will wait, that He may be gracious to you; And therefore He will be exalted, that He may have mercy on you. For the Lord is a God of justice; Blessed are all those who wait for Him.”  (Is 30:15-18 NKJV) In my margin it says the “pole” is a tree stripped of its branches. Again, how great is the mercy of God. He tells us to return and rest, in quietness and confidence we can find strength.  Afterall, He is our hope, He is our anchor, He is true and steadfast, we can hold onto Him and know that He will not be shaken. But as we look at the enemy, our mind races ahead and we weigh all our options until we’re off and running.  But God says when we find ourselves stripped of everything else, when all else has failed us, He will still be waiting to show us mercy. How can we not be madly in love with Him! That’s why we MUST read His Word. If we open it and think we’ve just got to get through it as our daily duty and thinking before we start, it’ll probably be as bland as yesterday, then it probably will be. Isaiah 29:11, “The whole vision has become to you like the words of a book that is sealed, which men deliver to one who is literate saying, “Read this please,” and he says, “I cannot, for it is sealed.”   That’s what leads to Him saying our hearts are far removed from Him. He is willing to open the words of His book to us and give us revelation.  Not only revelation but living water and manna that will feed our spirits. In verse 18 & 19 it goes on to say, “In that day the deaf shall hear the words of the book, and the eyes of the blind shall see out of obscurity and out of the darkness.  The humble also shall increase their joy in the Lord, and the poor among men shall rejoice in the Holy One of Israel.” The day is coming when no one will have an excuse before Him. We can walk in that joy right now! We don’t have to go through this time in fear and trembling wishing we knew what the Lord was saying, we can read it and rejoice in it! I’m tempted to type the whole chapter 30, but I am going to give that to you as your homework assignment. As we go through adversity, He promises to deliver us.  As we lay down earthly things we thought were valuable, He pours out riches beyond measure. Even in the midst of His fierce anger, He says we will have a new song.
From verse 29-33, I was reading it with a song welling up in my heart while having this mounting awe at the fierceness of God, and then realizing how great it is to believe in a God who has that kind of authority and might. I pray the Lord pours out on you an overwhelming love for His Word, for His authority, for His mercy, and for His faithfulness to those who put their trust in Him.  Isaiah is a little intimidating to me, definitely above my pay grade J and never would I have thought to be sharing from it, but that’s the beauty of God and His word.  It’s for all of us, every part of it.

Since last month, we had a chicken miracle. My sister had told me about some grocery stores in a Mennonite community about an hour from us, so her and I went up there 2 wks ago. One store had 20-pound boxes of breaded chicken patties for 20.00. I couldn’t open the box to see what they looked like and there was nowhere on the outside that said how many patties were inside.  The boxes weren’t too terribly big, so I thought maybe 50 or 60 in a box? After putting 2 in the cart, I realized I had no freezer. It only took 2 phone calls to find someone who said they’d store them for me. So I figured at that price, I should get 4 and that way there’d be enough chicken patties to give the homeless each 2 sandwiches at a time, for 2 weekends. Turns out there were 140 patties in each box and they’re delicious! A chicken miracle! The Lord is sooo good! This delighted my spirit to no end. Because of the abundance, I ended up not only taking them down on Saturday morning but also on Sunday morning, and I still have enough for 2 more Saturdays! What a joy it is to work for the Lord!

Thank you to those of you who have continued to send cards and notes. I had them in a pile reading them yesterday and what a blessing it is to be in the family of God. Thank you for your faithfulness, for loving mom and dad as you did, and continuing to pour that love out onto Patty and I. It’s a huge encouragement. I can’t express to you enough how much it means to me. It will be such a joy to rejoice with you before the throne. Finally, we’ll get to meet you all! Be prepared to have your dancing shoes on!

Your sister in Jesus,

Pam

April 2020

Greetings Saints,

In the Name of our mighty Lord and Risen King! He is worthy of all of our praise and all of our adoration! He overcame death and the grave! He made a way for us to get to the throne! He defeated our enemy! He took captivity captive! He loosed the chains of those who were enslaved and said “Who the Son makes free is free indeed.” We are free indeed! Because of His great love for us, because of His infinite wisdom, His never ending compassion, He refused to leave us without remedy and He came for us Himself that we might have this hope in these earthen vessels. He would not have done all that to fail us now.

In the midst of all this, I honestly forgot that Resurrection Sunday was coming up. The greatest day there ever was! The day our Lord and Savior declared that sin would no longer condemn us to death. The day He went Himself and made the way of escape, that just as He rose, we could rise. Hallelujah!!!

In Revelation 5:1-2 it says, “And I saw in the right hand of Him who sat on the throne a scroll written inside and on the back, sealed with seven seals. Then I saw a strong angel proclaiming with a loud voice, “Who is worthy to open the scroll and to loose its seals?” The LAMB!!! (Sorry, since we know the answer, I can’t help but shout it out J) I love this passage. It tells us no one in heaven or on earth, or even under the earth was able to open it or even look at it. And poor John wept much because in that moment he must have felt how much we have all fallen short. But we don’t have to count on our worthiness, because we can count on His goodness, His faithfulness, His Holiness, His worthiness. There was One! It was the LAMB! He is worthy! He is worthy! He is worthy! Rev 5:9 “And they sang a new song saying, “You are worthy to take the scroll, and to open its seals. For you were slain, and have redeemed us to God by Your blood. Out of every tribe and tongue and people and nation, and have made us kings and priests to our God; And we shall reign on the earth.” 

We all know this but let’s go ahead and glory in it for a minute. We are redeemed by His blood. Washed. Made clean. Made whole. Sanctified as kings and priests. Not by anything we’ve done to deserve it. We couldn’t of ever done anything to obtain it. He knew our nature. Knew the evil intent of our heart. And yet that did not deter Him. How infinite is His compassion and mercy! For every nation! All the nations we are seeing with people dying from this virus, He gives them the same hope that He has given us. Our nation has this hope! We have this hope! He is worthy. Out of all the thousands upon thousands of angels in heaven, what could they possibly have ever done to not be considered worthy enough to open that scroll? It leaves me in awe thinking of how holy that scroll is, that only He, who laid down His life for all humanity, has obtained the right to open it. There are so many wonders that will be revealed to us in heaven! My heart soars to think about it. We do have to get through this life, and yes, the matters at hand are very real and very pressing, but we have so much more ahead than what we see before us.

One thing I appreciate about all this is activity being stopped on the Sabbath. This is something that I have always struggled with, just like most Christians do. In this day and age how do we properly honor the Sabbath? After church is it wrong to go and eat out? Or to catch up on some shopping? When doing ministry, and we’re in a prison in another state on Sunday, I always feel guilty driving hours to get home late Sunday night, but life resumes on Monday. Should I stay over and pay for one more night at the motel just to “rest”? It seems selfish & like I’m not being a good steward of the money.  But He commanded it.

In 2Chronicles 36:15-21 we read about the Lord God having given the people warnings by messengers and prophets but they despised His words until His wrath arose, until “there was no remedy.” That is such a sad sentence, “no remedy.” And so the Lord allowed the city to be torn down and the people to be carried away, to fulfill 70 years, until the land had enjoyed her Sabbaths. The Sabbath may not seem like a big deal to us, but it’s a big deal to Him.

In Nehemiah 13:15 Nehemiah says, “In those days I saw people in Judah treading wind presses on the Sabbath, and bringing in sheaves, and loading donkeys with wine, grapes, figs and all kinds of burdens, which they brought into Jerusalem on Sabbath day.  And I warned them about the day on which they were selling provisions.” He went to the nobles of Judah, and asked them what evil thing were they doing and in vs 13:18 said, “Did not your fathers do thus, and did not our God bring all this disaster on us and on this city?” Nehemiah not only closed the gates just before the Sabbath but he posted guards at them and at first, the vendors camped outside until Nehemiah threatened them with bodily harm! All the things they were doing, is exactly what we do. Good things, bringing in food and supplies that I am sure the people were using for good purposes. To all those people I’m sure Nehemiah seemed like a mad man at that point.

I was sharing this with my pastor, Monte Sheets, and he told me that just the night before at church they had been discussing Isaiah 58:13-14 “If you turn away your foot from the Sabbath, From doing your pleasure on My holy day, And call the Sabbath a delight, the holy day of the Lord honorable,
And shall honor Him, not doing your own ways, Nor finding your own pleasure, Nor speaking your own words,14 Then you shall delight yourself in the Lord; And I will cause you to ride on the high hills of the earth, And feed you with the heritage of Jacob your father. The mouth of the Lord has spoken.”
 Can you imagine being “delighted” on Sunday morning just because it’s Sunday, His day!  Do we known what it means to “delight yourself in the Lord”?  How wonderful of a place that must be to be in His delight!  

There was such relief in my heart one morning as I read the Word and then knelt to spend some time in worship, knowing I was not going to be leaving the house that day. It made a huge difference in how I was able to interact with Him. There was peace and joy in it, (and it wasn’t even Sunday!) He never said “Observe the Sabbath day, to keep it holy, as the Lord your God commanded you,” to keep us from any enjoyment, but to bring us into an intimate place with Him as we worship Him. How serious are we willing to take the Word of God? We talk about standing on His word, are we willing to stand on this one? What if we did it, and He radically changed our relationship with Him? I’m not saying any of this in judgement or condemnation. This has been stirring in my heart and it’s thoughts I have been asking myself. It’s an inner challenge that I’m thinking I need to lean into and figure out what changes I can make to honestly honor the Sabbath. When they announced that all sporting events were being shut down, especially where thousands upon thousands fill the stands on Sunday, it struck me about the Sabbath, what it’s been turned into, and how much the Lord wants the heart of our nation to return to Him. What if we delighted ourselves in Him and He fulfilled His end of the promise! What if His Word is true!!!

Hopefully, during this time, you are having some wonderful moments with the Lord. I pray He reveals His word to you in awesome ways. As much as it is a hardship for people, it’s exciting to see what the Lord is going to do to turn this around for His glory. That’s especially my prayer for the inmates. Sickness in there spreads like wildfire. There’s no way to keep them spread apart. They will never have enough sanitizer to continually wipe down surfaces with prisons that have so many inmates. I only just recently learned that Newcastle Correctional, here in Indiana has over 3000 men. The Rockville Women’s prison has over 1000. And that is only 2 out of 20 prisons in Indiana. I’m praying that during this time, the Christian inmates will be filled with fresh fire and anointing, that they will lay their hands on the sick and the sick will recover, that all the seeds that have been planted will come into full bloom and there will be a wave of glory flow through those places such as no one has ever seen before. I’m praying the flow of drugs will dry up.  Since no visitors are allowed, may the Lord reveal and expose the officers and staff that have been supplying the drugs and if there’s no repentance, may they be removed from their positions.

We’ve been praying for the Lord to move and now we have to thank Him for answering our prayers. May the Lord turn the hearts of our leaders towards Him for direction and leadership. May parents turn to Him for food and provision for their children, as they bond with their children in prayer and reading the Word.

I was praying for a particular family this week for the Lord to please provide for them & the very next day, someone came to me and said the Lord put it on their heart to give money to that family and asked if I’d take it to them! He answered pronto! How awesome is that! I love being in His employ. He never lays anyone off!

I went out this morning with our new treasurer, Jim Koch, and his wife Beth, to feed the homeless.  They took the feeding ministry over for me at least 5 years ago when dad and I were away so many weekends, and they have done an amazing job.  A church has let us use a building on their property for 8 years or so every winter to give out the food so the homeless can come in and get warm as they sit and eat.  But because of the health crisis, the church has said for the time being we can’t gather there.  So this morning we were under a train viaduct.  It was cold and rainy.  I picked a couple up who were sitting outside a gas station on milk crates with bags around them and asked if they’d like to go get coffee and a sandwich.  They were so grateful.  When we got there, one man’s hands were so cold that his fingers wouldn’t straighten out.  I had to pry them open one by one, as I worked each finger into a glove.  (And yes, I had on plastic gloves.)  With all the restaurants closed, the library closed, and the Rescue Mission no longer allowing the public to come in and sit down to eat, these people are destitute.  The couple was telling me, the Rescue Mission will give out one bottle of water per day to each person outside, and a meal to go, but there is nowhere else they can go in to get a drink of water for the rest of the day.  They used to sit in the library, or even Burger King would allow a bible study in their lobby for them.  But now every door has closed.  It’s a hard call as to whether to take food to them or not with the mandate in place.  But James 2:15 -17 says “If a brother or sister is naked and destitute of daily food, 16 and one of you says to them, “Depart in peace, be warmed and filled,” but you do not give them the things which are needed for the body, what does it profit? 17 Thus also faith by itself, if it does not have works, is dead.” Our faith has to be in God to give us guidance in this and we have to believe that if He sends us, He will protect us and those we come in contact with.

The couple I’d picked up, asked if I could drop them back off at that same gas station when we were finished. As we were driving, I asked if they were in a tent. They said they’d found an abandoned garage to sleep in for the time being.  I don’t hand out money unless the Lord tells me too and when they were telling me how hard it is to come by a drink of water during the day, I thought maybe I should buy them some bottles of water, but then I thought that would be more weight for them to carry and she was already having trouble walking.  I had a little over $30 in my pocket, so as I handed it to them I said, “I don’t normally do this…” and she started crying and said, “We can get a motel room for tonight and take a shower.” I asked if they could really get a room for that and she said yes.  When she told me where, I understood why, but it was so much better than being outside wet and cold.  I drove them there and on the way was trying to figure out what I had in the bank and how many nights I could pay for.  Then the Lord reminded me that this is His ministry and since I haven’t went to any prisons this month, there was money in the ministry account!  He’s rich!  Over and over on the way there they were talking about how happy they were that they were going to shower and I thought how much I take that for granted every morning, how much I enjoy it every morning, and how different life would be without it.  I paid for a week with the ministry card, it was 150.00.

She was in the van when him and I went into the lobby and was still thinking it was only for the night.  When we drove to which room would be theirs, as they were getting out, he told her, “She paid for a week,” and she started crying all over again.  I had the privilege of praying with them before they got out.

This is what’s so amazing about the family of God. No one of us has to do every-thing by themselves.  Thank you for trusting us with your support and believing we will use it to further His Kingdom.  It takes all of us, working in community, believing that the God we serve is greater than what we see before us.  No one knew that couple’s situation as they were sitting outside in the cold, being wet, with cars driving by and no one noticing them, but they have a Father who seen them, heard their cries of despair and reached out for them.

Be blessed and enjoy His presence!

Your sister in Jesus – Pam

March 2020

Hello Saints!

                      It’s the season when all things start becoming new again. Don’t you just love it! The bareness of winter is about to break forth into the beauty of spring. Only God could have come up with such a great plan. Last week my friend Theresa and I saw this pillar of cloud in the sky at sunset that was simply breathtaking. How does He do that! His designs never get old.

As I looked back over the last two newsletters, somehow a miracle slipped through the cracks that I didn’t get to tell you about. Some of our ministry family in Kentucky have been going into the Northpoint Correctional Facility once a month and doing a special evening service. This is a prison in Kentucky that dad got involved with many years ago, going in every August and being part of a 3-day crusade. Patty and I were blessed to not only go with him several times but also to be able to continue going since his passing. This past January, as they were doing the monthly service, one of the ladies felt in her spirit to tell an inmate, who she noticed had an injured hand, to go dip his hand in the baptismal 7 times and the Lord would heal it. She immediately thought that was her own thought and said to herself she would never say that out loud. A short time later a male and female volunteer were at the baptismal actually doing baptisms and she got on the microphone to give a word and she said before she could stop it, the words flew out her mouth for that man to go dunk his hand in the water 7 times. He ran to the baptismal and began dunking, a countdown began, and on the 7th time, this man whose hand had been covered with blisters from a chemical burn, came up smooth and healed! She said the room of about 80 inmates erupted in shouts of praise, exclamations and requests for prayer! Erupted!!! How awesome is our God! Every time I think of it, my heart starts doing summersaults. When Patty and I were coming back from Florida a few weeks ago, we stopped at Lexington, Ky and had brunch with the two ladies who were there that night. They were so excited about going in for their February service and seeing what God would do next, that we could not help but be caught up in the excitement and wonder of the power of God. Can you imagine how that affected those men! My heart is so excited about prison ministry this year that I have a severe case of happy feet!

            In the midst of what we experienced in Alabama and hearing about that miracle, we still have our every day ministries here at home. While we were gone, a 38-year-old woman that I just met in the fall when I was asked to pick her up for our Monday night Faith Based Mentoring meeting, (for people coming out of addiction, on house arrest, etc) texted me on January 30th that her mom had just been diagnosed with terminal cancer. A few days after we got back from our trip her mom had deteriorated so much that the woman had not been able to go to work. So I went and sat with her mom for two days while she went to work. Four days later she texted me that she thought her mom was dying. I went to the house and sure enough, she looked just like mom in the last hours. A few hours later while I was praying over her, just like with mom, she slipped away. Yesterday we were at the funeral home making the arrangements. Last night as I was walking into my room, my legs turned to rubber and I caught myself with the bed. I was so emotionally drained, I almost passed out. It seems too soon to be ministering with someone about something so personal and painful when there hasn’t been enough time for my own healing yet. I cried with her at the house, in the van while taking her places, and again at the funeral home. Tears can be very obstinate sometimes and just come whenever they feel like it. It’s led to some sleepless nights and getting up in the wee hours to read the Word until enough comfort comes to lay back down. This morning as I got up, I thought, I’m never going to get up feeling strong again. It was a struggle.

            I can’t encourage you enough to have a daily set time to read the Word and pray. Do it out of obedience. No matter what your head tells you, no matter what your heart feels like. My reading was in I Kings 20:27 “…Now the children of Israel encamped before them like two little flocks of goats, while the Syrians filled the countryside.”  Vs 28 “Then a man of God came and spoke to the king of Israel and said, “Thus says the Lord: “….I will deliver all this great multitude into your hand and you shall know that I am the Lord.” This is what I love about the Old Testament, over and over God shows His faithfulness.

     No matter what the situation looks like, as His children we can rest assured, the battle belongs to Him. At this point my heart started to lift a little. As I knelt down to have my prayer time, over and over I kept thinking about trees. I know I’ve shared about trees with you before but it’s not my fault, the Lord keeps showing me more about them. It dawned on me that with absolutely no help from us, all the Lord has to work with is dirt and water. Yet look at how strong they are. Look at how long they stand. Look how long the things last that are built out of them. Dirt and water. We are constantly getting into situations that are messy and immediately we just want to get through it and get cleaned back up. This family that I’ve been going through this with are all smokers. I come home, tie my clothes in a trash bag to keep my whole room from smelling like smoke and wash them as soon as possible. As I write this, my coat is tied up in a bag on the floor until the next time I go there. But as much as we don’t like dirt on us, there are nutrients in it. As much as we don’t like situations that seem to taint our spirit, there’s something in them that will spur us to grow, if we let them. Only God can filter out the nutrients that need to flow into our spirit and wash away what shouldn’t remain, but maybe that’s why He’s offered us living water. I double-dog dare anyone to pick a tree that’s between 80 and 100 years old, take a good running start and tackle it. They’re strong! Dirt and water. This amazes me!

As I kept praying and praising God for how amazing all this, my back got straighter and strength just seemed to fill my being. Joy came into my belly and started spritzing out to my limbs. It’s true! When we praise Him, He responds! As I was driving to church, looking at the trees, my spirit continued to exalt the Lord. I kept thinking “dirt and water”. Yet look at how much God has done with that! Without neither of those elements, this world as we know it, would not exist. With all the modern technology no one has ever come up with a better plan to grow trees or to produce water.

When we’re having a bad moment, when the situation seems to keep returning to overwhelming distress, we have to choose to praise. We think that because we did that before and now we’re back in the same state, what’s the point? Yet when we get hungry we never think, “I ate 4 hours ago and now I’m hungry again! Food must not be working for me!” Of course not. Yet for some reason we expect our spiritual fullness to last without returning to the well.

Last month I heard Dutch Sheets tell the story of the Chinese bamboo tree. He said the gardener plants a seed and then waters it every day for four years. During that time there is no growth. Yet the gardener tends the ground and waters the seed. During the fifth year, the seed sprouts and in six weeks it grows 90 feet. Now did the tree grow 90 feet in six weeks or in five years? In five years. It took that long for the root system to get big enough and strong enough to support a 90-foot tree. So often, we don’t see anything happening and wonder why God isn’t moving. Keep reading, keep having your daily prayer time, let your roots dig in deep and grow in strength.

After all these centuries of mankind trying to improve upon God’s design, I would like to publicly declare that yes, His plan is perfect, His ways are just and He is a glorious God who is worthy of all our praise.

With all that said, Lets go fishing!                                                                                        

Your sister in Jesus,

Pam             

February 2020

Hello Saints!

How great and glorious is our God! His mercies are new every morning! New morning, new mercy, that’s how it works! Despite the tumble we took with the loss of mom, it hasn’t taken long for the Lord to show us that we are to look ahead. A scripture the Lord gave me this week was Psalm 126:5 “Those who sow in tears, shall reap in joy.” Less than 2 weeks after dad died, I had to be at a prison ministry conference in Florida. On the one-month anniversary of mom’s death, Patty and I loaded up to come down to Alabama for prison ministry. I know I made mention of this in both of the last 2 newsletters, but I don’t think it can be emphasized enough, we have to believe that He is Who He says He is. If we choose hope, truly choose hope, how can we allow ourselves to dwell in despair? It’s not that we don’t miss them. Patty and I have both wanted to call mom and tell her how the trip is going. We always knew she was holding us up in prayer and waiting for the reports! But now our eyes have to be fixed on the Father.

We are down here for the annual Renew Hope prison invasion that dad used to write to you about. It’s where volunteers come from many states so that we can be all be divided up in groups and sent to 26 correctional facilities and do ministry day and night for four days. This year there were about 350 volunteers. Its organized by the We Care Prison Ministry based here in Alabama. When I came down in 2018 and did the volunteer chaplaincy work at the Montgomery Womens Correctional Facility, it was through them that I was able to do that. This has been a wonderful, phenomenal, awesome week! The power of the Lord has been all over the place! People are split in different regions of the state. Patty and I were assigned to the Atmore area, where there’s a number of men’s prisons. Each evening, those of us in this area come together at the We Care facility for a meal after the last service about 7:30 pm.  To hear what God did in each facility is incredible. We heard that at 2 services in 2 different facilities, the same message was being preached, using the exact same scripture the same night by 2 different preachers! In our service last night Patty had told the men they were to start being used by the Lord now, right where they are, that they don’t have to wait to get out to start serving God. We were teamed up with Dan Utz and his wife (who did music for dad’s services in prison for about 12 years). Dan told the men in this same service (about 100 of them) to put their hand on the man’s shoulder to their right and pray for them. After a few moments he told them to switch and put their hands on the man’s shoulder to the left of them and pray for them. To hear all these men in the prison, praying out loud at the same time for the man next to him was a symphony too beautiful to describe. A lot of these men would never even speak to one another in the prison population, so for them to act in obedience without hesitation was a miracle in itself. It was a divine moment directed by the Holy Spirit. Last night at the We Care office, a woman told me how she felt led by the Lord to tell the women in the jail yesterday to let God start using them right now where they are, then she had the women join hands and told each of them to pray for the woman to her left! The Lord was doing the same thing in two places!

This may sound like of course those are things we should have done and said, but take into account we are all from different backgrounds, different walks of life, and for the same words and actions being done at the same time by different people makes you know it was being directed by the Holy Spirit.

One man shared how he had walked up to the cell of a man in solitary confinement. The man was reading a book. He started talking to this man who was covered with tatoos and found out He knew about Christ but had been backslidden for a long time. Before long with tears running down both their faces, he was reunited with the Father as he recommited his life to the Lord. How can your heart not be singing at the thought of that! Today, that man is a new creation in Christ! New day, new mercy!!!

When I took the cordless microphone last night and began speaking, it literally felt like their was an electric current running through my hand. I actually looked at it and when I realized it was being run by batteries about exploded with the joy of knowing it was the Holy Spirit! Dad used to say, “You can’t lose with the stuff we use”, and he was right! We have no idea how many people received a word from the Lord this week, how many found new hope, how many were set free from oppression, addiction, how many were saved from commiting suicide or taking the life of another, but we know where all the glory goes! Hallelujah! Thank You Jesus!!!

The president of the We Care ministry told us to be sure to thank our supporters for making it possible for us to come down here this week. So thank you, thank you, thank you!!! I can’t tell you how blessed Patty and I are to do this and we absolutely could not do it without your support. On this trip we’ll be gone two weeks as we’ll be at a prison ministry conference in Florida from next Tuesday through Friday, ending with a service at a large reentry center on Saturday for men who’ve been released from prison and are working their way back into society. The amount it takes to do this adds up quick. Thank you so much for believing in the effectiveness of this ministry, believing with us that God is bigger than the mistakes people have made, and believing in the redemptive power of the gospel in transforming the lives of those incarcerated. Thank you!

My reading this morning took me to Joshua 18:3-4, “Then Joshua said to the children of Israel: “How long will you neglect to go and possess the land which the Lord God of your fathers has given you? Pick out from among you three men from each tribe, and I will send them: they shall rise and go through the land, survey it according to their inheritance and come back to me.” How is that for a word from the Lord! How long will we neglect to possess our inheritance? We have an inheritance of victory! We have an inheritance of overcoming the world! We have an inheritance of love, joy, peace! How long until we possess it?!!! Look in the scriptures, survey it, see what belongs to you as a child of the living God. Then look at your situation, survey the land, walk into it as a child who already has all the provision he needs to work it out, to hold your head up confidently. Don’t hesitate to grap a few other people to look at it with you. Joshua said, “pick out three men from each tribe…”  That’s probably why the bible says don’t forsake the assembling of ourselves together. We need to stir each other up for good works.

After mom passed, there were a couple weeks when I couldn’t lift my head above water. I’m so grateful for the board members of our ministry reaching out to me. Their prayers were the life preserver I desperately needed. Then another friend called me just to let me know I wasn’t standing alone and I realized the Lord was directing me to our new treasurer. Within a few days another friend called and offered to be my secretary! Can you imagine, I get a secretary who isn’t related to me! Mom was our secretary and treasurer. As I sat at the bank desk watching them take her name off the account, my eyes filled with tears. I wanted to say, please don’t erase her. But this is all part of the process. How blessed we are for the loved ones God has given us, for a time and many seasons. And even more blessed that He has not taken them away from us forever. In the meantime He has given us this wonderfully huge family to support one another, to see things we often can’t see ourselves, to laugh, to cry and to stand together.

Don’t let offense separate you from the the family of God. It’s a great work that’s bigger than anyone of us, but includes all of us. I try to only tell you the good parts of our travels, but when you work with other ministries, volunteers, people from different backgrounds, there are all kinds of opportunities for offense! We have different opinions, attitudes, ways of doing things and it not only gets uncomfortable but a little abrasive at times. There’s nothing like sandpaper on an open wound. Instead of feeling like the lone solder, just know that it’s normal. But it’s a place you don’t have to stay in. There have many times when I’ve been in tears before the Lord right before going in to minister trying to get past my offended heart and laying it down before the Lord. In the end I found out the pruning was worth it and I didn’t need that limb anyway. J

Walk into your inheritance! Receive all that He has for you! You are free indeed!

This is the day that the Lord has made, rejoice and be glad in it!

Your sister in Jesus,

Pam