Jimmy, our worship team lead singer, had a
pretty bad sore throat. As a result he
could only play guitar and sing ever so softly.
His dad stepped up to take up the slack, but he was fighting a tickle in
his throat as well. That’s when one of
the young ladies in congregation, Dana, said she would join in to help. Very pretty voice. Maybe she’ll stick with it when she can.
One fellow stopped in for a few minutes
just before worship started. He grabbed
a cup of coffee and I was able to talk to him for a bit. Seems he had been to Seaside years ago and as
a result of the encounter he got involved with our AA group and eventually came
to Jesus. Said he still remembered the
teaching from that day. “You took us
into the Old Testament. There were two
brothers. Totally different. One did what he was supposed to. The other not so much. See, I have a brother. I was the ‘not so much’ one. But God changed me.” He encouraged the church to hang in there no
matter what difficulties we might run into, “with money or whatever,” because “you
never know who all you are helping.” Wow. Now that was the most encouraging ten minutes
I have had in a long time. He couldn’t stay
for the service, but his spirit of reassurance will stay with me for a long
time.
Now to prepare for the Christmas Eve service
tonight. Gotta remember to pick up the
donuts that we give away. But that’s
another ministry story …
Psalms 49:16-19 says, “Do not be overawed when a man grows rich, when the splendor of his
house increases; for he will take nothing with him when he dies, his splendor
will not descend with him. Though while
he lived he counted himself blessed — and men praise you when you prosper — he
will join the generation of his fathers, who will never see the light [of
life].”
Father, thank you for the reminders yesterday
of what really matters. Amen.
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