Troubled Waters

Bro. Elms asked everyone to be fasting for the upcoming revival with Bro. Carl McLaughlin who pastors First United Pentecostal Church of Euless (a place that has become very dear to me as of late). Today was my fast day. I hate fast days.

This afternoon I made a trip to the post office to mail out some very important papers. I had to stand in line to get instructions on how to fill out the forms, because I had to pay to have them rushed to the address and rushed back. Then I had to stand in line to have them sent. The Post Office was packed and it was a forty-five minute process at the very least.

I was somewhat surprised the wait did not put me in a horrible mood, but today I wasn’t. Maybe it was because I had expected somewhat of a wait or maybe- just maybe- it was the whole fasting/prayer combo. Who knows?

The first person I came in contact with was a Nurse who had seen the choir sing at Sheppard AFB and recognized me from being in the choir. She was a member of Eastside Baptist Church and from the moment she asked me if was from Life Tabernacle all she wanted to talk about was church. She couldn’t stop asking questions. She wasn’t the only one.

A few minutes later I came in contact with a teacher from Iowa Park. She just ‘happened’ to over-hear me tell my new friend from Eastside Baptist that I was a teacher. Another conversation started with more discussion about church and such.

On my second trip through the line I met another individual who had been to our church before. He had all sorts of questions. He asked about the choir concert and if we were having one this year.

By the time I got to the line to send my mail I asked the teller why the Post Office was so busy. I was told that the other offices had been shut down due to a bomb threat and all the customers were being rerouted through this branch. I might never had chatted with any of those people had their not been a bomb threat today.

As I left the Post Office I couldn’t help but feel as if my fast day had been a success. I can’t even remember the last time I talked to so many people in just a short period of time about God. I pulled out of the parking lot thinking of the story in the Bible where the angle would come and ‘trouble the waters.’ I just felt as if spiritual waters were being troubled and wondering what miracles I should be expecting?

Back In The Swing

I hope every one's Thanksgiving was wonderful.

Mine was blessed. On Tuesday of last week David, Brandon, and I left and headed to Jason and Julie's. We spent the holiday with them and her family- it was nice- and snowy! Julie and I celebrated Black Friday by getting out in the Ft. Worth traffic at 5:00 A.M. on Friday morning. It was fun- and I think she really got into it even though she didn't think she could!

Tonight was the last night of our two week revival with Bro. Greg Henry. I am so thankful for our revival services. What a breath of fresh air they have been! Life has been busy, and many would think that the week of Thanksgiving and the week after would be a horrible time to have a revival- but it has helped to slow the normal 'holiday' season just a bit.

I am thankful for the welcome calm before the December storm! (And what a buys storm it is turning out to be!)