His name is Jim. We met a few years ago during our first class meeting for the Stephen Ministry. He and Dena were the only husband and wife members of the group other than our leaders. I had looked forward to a long term, close and treasured friendship with this man who I considered a rock … Continue reading
Posted in August 2011 …
The Green Thumb (by Ronni Meier)
When I was in second grade, I was given the assignment to take home a pea pod and cultivate it. Days passed and I faithfully watered and cared for this little pod. One day, I came home to find my pea pod was no longer in the pot I had planted it in. First lesson … Continue reading
Cruise Control (by D.A. Cobb)
This past Fall I took a lengthy road trip. It was 2840 miles to be exact and I was driving to attend a mini high school reunion. It was held in southern Florida where many of my classmates now live. The weekend was filled with laughter and hugs as we reminisced about long ago school … Continue reading
Cart (by D.A. Cobb)
I needed to make a desperate run to the grocery. I was on my way home after a tiring Stephen Ministry visit with a terminally ill patient and his supportive but fearful wife. In addition my arthritis was acting up after walking the hallways of the local hospital, compounded by days of heavy rain and … Continue reading
Coffee4Good
“Truly I tell you, anyone who gives you a cup of water in my name because you belong to the Messiah will certainly not lose their reward.” Mark 9:41 (NIV) Dear friends, the Lord has brought a wonderful ministry across my path this week that I wanted to share with you. Please check out coffee4good … Continue reading
Alter Call (by D.A. Cobb)
I have been asked, as a member of the Stephen Ministry, to assist during the alter call at one of our weekend church services. It is truly an honor and comes with awesome responsibilities. We are to pray for and lift up those in need and encourage the one’s seeking an even closer relationship with … Continue reading
From Numbers to Letters (by D.A. Cobb)
I recently spent a few days in the hospital undergoing a variety of tests. After being poked, jabbed and stuck they could not find any cause for my discomfort. I suppose that is why people call it “the practice of medicine.” I certainly didn’t get any rest as the nurses and aides came into the … Continue reading