I woke up early this morning as I do every morning to have my time of prayer and finish looking over my notes for the message I’m about to deliver. I got a call from Kim with an update on her Mom. White blood cell count is up and that is good. Prayer does work. The doctor was amazed at how fast the numbers were coming up.
I arrived at Church on time for Sound Check and I just knew it was going to be a good day. We had a full house for prayer meeting at 9:00 and prayed for some of our 10/40 ministers and the rest of the kingdom opportunities that are coming our way. As we entered into our worship service the Spirit was active in the Body. There were tons of visitors and members all ready to meet with God. After we shouted Hosanna to the Lord I was moved to call the Church to prayer. What a beautiful sight to see so many come to the alter and worship the Lord together. Husbands and wives, and friend with friend praying together before we opened God Word.
The message today was entitle “The Word made flesh.” We were looking at the way Jesus came to manifest the Father by living out the Word of God. Just as Jesus did, we have the power to manifest God to the world by fleshing out the Word in our lives. I felt that God spoke and lives were truly changed. I had ever intention on making a big stake lunch for the girls but the preacher was long winded and we didn’t get out until 12:30. So, the girls opted for the Plaza instead of eating at 1:30 or 2:00. That just put me a mean ahead.
We came home and I turned on the TV for some background noise for my nap and I was out. I woke up to an explosion in the Sherlock Holmes movie. Talk about a rude awakening. This was alright though because I needed to get up and head to the Celebrate Recovery meeting at the Church.
I love watch Celebrate Recovery take shape the way it has. It just gets better and better. We are going through another leadership change and I’m excited to see what Tim Dunigan is going to do with the ministry. We don’t change leaders because of problems but because of spiritual growth in all that are involved.
After taking the girls to class it was just me and the laundry at the house, and I had plenty to keep me company. I have put off the ironing all week long and today was reckoning day. I ironed for two hours and got through have the stack and realized I had earned a piece of cake. Needles to say, I was done for the night. I am sure that when I get up in the morning the ironing board will still be waiting for round two.
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