Missions

The NEATEST LOOKING Church Bathrooms!

At a wedding, last Saturday, I walked into this women’s restroom at the church…and was completely blown away! Beautiful does not do it justice!!! Girls! Check out the awesome painting! This was painted by one of the staff and a couple of students with Chi Alpha in Tallahassee, Florida!

Of course…the men’s room was not quite as fancy—but it still was very impressive! AND I am just dorky enough to want to take a picture of the bathrooms! Go figure!

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Jeff's Posts

Your Moments

I can’t seem to get past the thought of “this is your moment”, what are you going to do? I keep reflecting on that morning on the porch, up in the mountains. Though now, there seems to be more to it than I first thought.

No one will ever see exactly what you see from your eyes right now. Oh, it may be close, but not exactly the same. And although we may even stand side by side, we each have a different angle of what is in front of us.

Do you recall ever trying to point out something to someone and moving them into your spot—hoping they can see what you see? But they can’t see all you see—-that’s because it was meant for YOU and no one else.

Can you believe God loves YOU so much that He gave YOU your very own life? He gave you your very own breath!

I can’t help but ask —what are you going to do with it?

You see, as these words are running through your mind—the Holy Spirit is speaking to your heart. Maybe a name of a person came to your mind. Maybe a special need someone may have—a need that maybe you can meet. Just you. A phone call. A card or a simple prayer. We don’t realize what we say or how we say words—the affect it has on others. You may very well be holding the key to someone accepting Christ this day! Have you thought of that?

I was 26 years old when I gave my life to Christ Jesus. I was a drug addict and alcoholic. I had not been to church in many years. No one had witnessed to me. Not one soul told me I was going to hell (although—I was told TO GO there often). Outside of my immediate family, no one told me that God loved me. (But since when do we listen to our family?)

One day, a 15 year old girl, looked me in the eyes and spoke words that changed my life. Forever.

“Jeff, I love you and I care about you.” Wow! With those words, from someone I rarely saw, God used them to begin the crumbling of the wall I had built around my heart. There is a lot to this story—maybe I can share more of it later, but the focus today is just the simple statement she made that changed my life. I don’t know if she had any idea what she had just started in my heart. I don’t know if she witnessed the crack made in the exterior of my wall. But I do believe God used this young girl —she was in her moment of being used by HIM.
You may never know the affect your words has on others. Listen, try this….next time when you are impatiently standing in line at Wal-mart—and you think you are the only one that matters…you may be frustrated for having to wait so long in line. Look at those behind you….those in front of you. Look at the cashier—and ask yourself—“am I in my moment?
Better yet, ask God—“Did You put me in this moment to touch someone’s life? Would You please point them out to me? Would You please direct my steps, my actions? What can I do for You here?
So many people around us are hurting and we just pass them by because we are so busy —thinking only of ourselves—in our moment—we forget that it was God who gave us this moment—and what are we expected to do with it? (I ask myself these same questions.) Sometimes just a smile is all that is required. Sometimes that goes farther than any words can say. Try that. In your next moment.

Father, I thank You for this opportunity to share what You’ve done in my life. I thank You in advance for those who stop by here. Forgive me where I fail You and fall short of what You designed me to do—and what You require of me. Help me Lord to put You first—in all that I do. May the moments You give me—be Your moments. Your plan—for my life. In Jesus name—Amen.

Thank you all for listening in! (Angie warned me that when I write about something…I should expect a test in that very area—but I had to share it—it was what was on my heart—be blessed!)
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Wanda

Two Years ago—

This weekend my blog celebrated it’s 2nd birthday! On March 7, 2007 I had written a post “Pray One For Another“. (The link is provided by clicking on the title.)

“Through the “trials and tribulations” of life….sometimes we need someone to “stand in the gap” for us—you know, go to the Lord in prayer for us….not because we don’t know how…but maybe our minds and hearts are so battle worn and weary that we just can’t. This was today. I felt the creeping of the enemy begin yesterday. He came up so silently that I almost didn’t hear him….I said almost. Even though I heard him, I was almost paralyzed as to what to do….again, I said almost. My heart knew to grab the sword (the Word)….” (from the original post 2007)

My sister, Wanda called me at the very moment that my heart was in shambles. A mess. I was at the front desk at our office—hoping and praying that no one would call…and especially, that no one would come in! My eyes expressed the feelings in my heart. A daughter was having problems. Seemed a continual occurrence. Broke our hearts each and every time. But this time, when the phone rang, it was with a message.

“Angie? Are you busy?” Wanda’s voice came through with that morning sound of not quite strong yet…but getting there.

“Getting that way. What are you doing?” I was a bit worried that someone would come up front and hear me on a personal call. We have “rules” you know. Even though they all have personal calls…since I am the most visible —sitting up front—I am not supposed to have personal calls.

“Well, I had you on my heart and wanted to call”…she trailed off as my voice broke into the phone,

“Thank you—I need you to pray. I am having a hard time this morning. I just wish this stuff would end! I am so tired of dealing with this same mess! I have prayed and prayed…and my heart is breaking!” I really couldn’t tell Wanda how mad I was at the instigator of this mess! I couldn’t let her know the angry thoughts I’d had! Imagine that! Her big sister—angry enough to do bodily harm! Oh, sister, I was past that! I mean, mess with me. All you want to. But DON’T MESS WITH MY YOUNGIN’S! OR MY MAN! Of course, this was just thought. Never spoken.

“Well, I will be praying for you!” Wanda’s voice carried with it a promise I knew she’d keep. Right when she hung up the phone, I knew she’d be at her table praying, or the couch. She’d be on the line with the Throne Room!

“Thank you…I love you. I will call you at lunch.”

“Okay, bye.”

“Bye-bye.” As I hung up the phone, sitting at my desk I put my face in my hands. I cried. No one was near—my heart was hurting and I needed God. On the scene. I needed the physical.

In less than 3 minutes she called back. I answered with the perfunctory, “good morning, Johnston-Hinesley.” Although, trying to sound up-beat—cheerful—it was a hard trek.

“Angie?”

“Yes, is something wrong?” Her voice was questioning. I wondered if there was something wrong. Although we did manage to talk several times a day—rarely was it back to back.

“No, but if you’ve got just a minute, I want to pray for you.”

I hesitated briefly. Although it seemed like longer in my mind, because of it’s busyness—it was only a matter of about 3 seconds—max. I was thinking of the people. The ones I worked for that would NOT understand. And the clients. We didn’t have anyone in the reception area at the moment, but that was always subject to change.

“Okay, yes, please do.” And she began. With a strength in her voice that surprised me, seeming to be almost with a fresh breath—this amazing sister–with very little lung capacity–almost exploded on the phone line with a prayer that was key to the rest of my day.
Not only did she cover the things that were going on in my heart–without even knowing any single detail of my present worry—she covered my desperate need for the physical God. To envelope me in His arms. With the words of her prayer coming on the phone line, I felt the power of the Holy Spirit as He was sent with the authority of God Himself to care for the needs in my life!

As she concluded the prayer, I mopping my eyes on the opposite end of the phone —I was thanking her and thanking God for the incredible blessing of a sister that listened when God spoke. She shared with me the prompting that had come almost immediately. Wanda was reminded of a testimony given on the previous Sunday by a dear sister in the Lord—that had obeyed God—and the results of that obedience. So—through Brenda G. obeying—and then sharing that obedience—Wanda obeyed. And by Wanda’s obedience—I was wrapped in peace. In the middle of a mind battle with satan.

With just another brief moment she shared with me the devotional words she had read that day. “…Though the road to the palace takes a detour through a prison it eventually ends up at the throne.” Max Lucado.

Just what I needed….although I don’t like to think of my life as a prison, that’s what the enemy of our lives tries to do through his attacks….imprison us with fear, doubt, pain, anger, temptation, etc. I am so incredibly thankful that she allowed the Lord to use her that morning! It made all the difference in my day.

Is there someone that YOU need to touch today? In prayer? In deed? A card is an awesome service of love—a phone call — a great way to touch a heart. Whatever you are called to do—do it in service to God. As He leads you….follow Him in service of loving those in your lives.

Note for tomorrow! I believe Jeff’s next post will be up on Tuesday! He is sharing part of his awesome testimony of how he found Christ! Girls, bring the men back to read this! Sit and share this together with a cup of coffee—cake…sweet tea or something yummy! YOU may be surprised! Note to Joanne—-tell Paul—we are real people….really! Living just like y’all!—well—with less kids and we have grandkids…but still…you know.

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Prayer Requests

Prayer Needed

Major praying needed. This little one needs all the prayers offered. Wisdom for the doctors to know just what is needed, peace and rest for the mommy and daddy—strength and healing for little Jonah. Click on the picture to read about him and his current issues. Pray for his family.

Today—the Scripture from BibleGateway.com is: “Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, f or the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go.”Joshua 1:9

(Just a note…but I think Jeff is “writing” up his next blog…for me to type….I could give you a hint of what it’s about…but he’s keeping it secret!)

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Devotion, faith

Your Word for the Day…

“Your word for today is “hovel”. I look at him, not very impressed. This is not a strange word. Not a word that I will have to pull up dictionary.com to search out the meaning and pronunciation. I know this word.

This is an ongoing game. Often during the week this attorney man will come to me and say, “your word for the day is….” and off we go. Many times it’s a new word to me. I will roll it around in my mind. I will try it out in a sentence. If it doesn’t feel right or sound right I will say, “use it in a sentence.” And he will. I used to wonder where he came up with some of these weird sounding words…until I saw the newspaper open. A game. A puzzle. A test.

Each day on the next to last page of the paper, in black and white, waiting to be deciphered is a word puzzle. Five words are given, each with scrambled letters. Rearrange them until the word is known. Then on the last line there are several blanks. It is word number six. The circled letters in the above 5 words are preselected, each one will make up the resulting answer of the cartoon drawing. A riddle.

To the casual observer, the open newspaper looks like someone just walked off without refolding it after reading. But since I know this attorney man, the newspaper is not simply lying there, it is a reminder of a test not complete. It beckons to him each time he goes in the room to use the copier. Until completed, it will not be moved.

Although this is an interesting game, it doesn’t feed my soul. There is a Word for the day that will though. You knew I’d come around to that didn’t you?

Almost every morning, as Aimee and I are driving to our places of employment, physically going a different direction, but spiritually–traveling toward the same goal. Heaven.

We sometimes discuss with longing of our eternal home. Of who’s already there.

Sometimes the journey is discussed.

The difficulties, as well as the joys in raising kids.

The trials along with the blessings of the job.

The desire to do more for Christ.

The realization that this world is not our home. And we may even break out into a song.

But on most days, the question is asked by one of us, “do you have a Word for me today?”

This Word will make a difference in our day.
It will impact our lives.
We can adjust our walk.
Our attitude and eyesight!
We can feel His presence!
This Word is mighty!
It brings healing!
It is anointed!

This Word is His. His words to our hearts. To help us deal with the day-to-day. So often I try and go about my day without digging. I usually dig in for study at night. When the house is quite, with the exception of clocks ticking and the humming of the refrigerator. I read, type and talk. About the Father and to the Father. He says in Psalm 46:10 to Be still. He directs us to an action. Be still. Just know. Be still, and know that I am God.

Your word for the day…

Hovel (noun)
1. a small, very humble dwelling house; a wretched hut.
2. any dirty, disorganized dwelling.
3. an open shed, as for sheltering cattle or tools.

YOUR WORD for the day…
Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him. James 1:12 NIV
And going further….
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In His great mercy He has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, and into an inheritance that can never perish, spoil or fade-kept in heaven for you, who through faith are shielded by God’s power until the coming of the salvation that is ready to be revealed in the last time. In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that your faith –of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire-may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed. Though you have not seen him, you love him; and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy, for you are receiving the goal of your faith, the salvation of your souls. 1Peter 1:3-9 (emphasis mine)

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Bible Study

A Makeover of the Heart at Tracy’s Place!

A Bible Study at a friend’s place is coming your way! My friend, Tracy of “Thirsty for HIM” will be hosting this study of heart every Tuesday and Thursday in March — meeting and allowing God to transform hearts. She sends an open invitation for you to be there!

You can be involved in a bible study even in your busy schedule!! You can even join in your PJs!

Simply click on the link here and it will take you to her blog. You may choose to download it and do at your own pace, or join twice a week for others’ input and comments. It is a great way to fellowship with other believers. And as the “Hokey Pokey” song says…“that’s what it’s all about!”

Hope to see you there!

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For Sisters of Faith

What in the world??

In case you think you happened upon a group of girls who have nothing to wear but purple…let me explain….

These are just some of the sisters of faith! Marsha—from Marsha’s Musings graciously took 24 shirts to Africa–(click on the picture to get close ups) and there is one taken in Scotland…we have a couple Sisters of faith ambassadors in California (or more), Wisconsin, Florida, Alabama, Georgia, North Carolina, Tennessee, Texas, Oklahoma, The Bahamas, Arizona, Virginia and Idaho. I may have forgotten a few. Some are pictured…some are not. POINT IS…we are sisters. No matter where we come from—what color we are—what denominational tag we wear…we have the same Father in heaven and the same passion for living our lives out for HIM.

We began this journey of faith long ago—at the teaching from our mother. Many “sisters” may have just joined in the journey. No matter the when or where—we sojourn along. Together. Lifting the heart of one another. As best we can.

Marsha and I enjoyed a VERY LENGTHY lunch in North Carolina a few weeks ago! I can’t tell you when I have enjoyed anything as much as I did that day—and the day before meeting with my sweet buddy from Georgia!

On a beautiful Sunday—during our vacation–the first leg of what was later dubbed as the “Angie Tour” was spent in the company of one terrific friend and her awesome family! We left there wanting to take the whole bunch with us! Lori—you are blessed with such beautiful “people”. We love you all!

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To see the pictures—click on the collage 🙂 Saturday was purple day! I wore my purple t-shirt to work! As did another co-worker. I saw many purple shirts this weekend—and smiled. Each one made me think of Wanda! She enjoyed her birthday with Jesus today. I know it was grand!
I pray your Sunday is filled with HIS presence! See you next week!
By the way—Jeff is brushing up on his next blog…but he won’t let me peek at it until it’s time for me to type it!

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