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(I can't really claim the original thoughts for this. It is taken from the pastor's sermon at Parkcrest this past Sunday. The thoughts were just too good not to share. So here's my version.)
Here in the mid-west they have their fair share of a natural weather wonder (some would say "terror"). It is called a tornado. Since they know tornados occur pretty regular (during certain seasons), the powers that be have nicely set up "storm warning" sirens that will blast out a warning signal for miles around when the weather conditions are right for a "twister". The idea is that people would have time to get to a storm shelter in time and be safe.
Sunday in service the Pastor was sharing how when he and his family had first moved from California to here in the mid-west they were not unaccustomed to the whole tornado concept. [Earthquakes... yes!... tornados..nope!] The first time a siren blasted out they all quickly ran to the safe room with their flashlight and mattress and prepared to stay the night. When he had tried to leave the safe room to go to the restroom his wife had even cried out to him, "Don't leave us." The sense of fear and urgency of possible doom was very real and apparent to them. The first few times, in fact, they were very fearful and concerned when the sirens came.
As months went by and the alarm would sound and their home was never affected, their attitude changed. They went from fear and urgency, to realizing they had a bit of time to prepare, to just checking out the window to see if it "looked o.k. to them". It is a precarious position to be in, one of making a judgment call on how dangerous the weather might be. The Pastor had mentioned that even though everything seemed to look "o.k." when they peered out the window, they realized that the impending storm could arise out of nowhere in seconds and they would not be prepared.
Pastor Ted noted that when he talked with long-time residents of the area, they pretty much had the same lackadaisical attitude towards the siren warning system. Life had to go on despite the warnings, so they just went about their business of life. [anything ringing a bell here...]
I too had experienced this laid back attitude when I had flown out to look for houses here a few months ago. I had heard one of these sirens while out getting into my rental car at the airport. I had asked someone about it later and they flippantly told me it was probably "the warning siren". I sort of wondered at the time if it should concern me... but I just "went with the flow" of the attitude and went about life. I was fine... no big worries.... until one day when I'm affected.
The house we rent here in the mid-west is managed by a nice family run business. On January 7, 2008 one of those "twisters" changed their life forever. Not only was their home damaged, but next door their mother's house was devastated... and their mother was injured and did not survive.
Click here to read the story.
Click here to see the pics.
Pastor Ted described how we as Christians have pretty much lost our sense of urgency towards many things in life... particularly towards winning the lost. We look out our spiritual windows and think "well everything looks o.k. to me" and we go about just daily living. We know the "end of the story" (if you will), but we have grown comfortable with just living. "I can't really change anybody.... They won't listen to me.... What does it matter?.... I am not responsible for them; I just take care of my family...." We have grown... dare I say it... complacent.
Do we not know that we are the "watchmen"? And that we are responsible to spread the massage the Lord has placed in front of us? And, well, to pay attention to the sirens?
Ezekiel 3:17-19 (King James Version)
17Son of man, I have made thee a watchman unto the house of Israel: therefore hear the word at my mouth, and give them warning from me.
18When I say unto the wicked, Thou shalt surely die; and thou givest him not warning, nor speakest to warn the wicked from his wicked way, to save his life; the same wicked man shall die in his iniquity; but his blood will I require at thine hand.
19Yet if thou warn the wicked, and he turn not from his wickedness, nor from his wicked way, he shall die in his iniquity; but thou hast delivered thy soul.
10 To whom can I speak and give warning?
Who will listen to me?
Their ears are closed [a]
so they cannot hear.
The word of the LORD is offensive to them;
they find no pleasure in it.
16 This is what the LORD says:
"Stand at the crossroads and look;
ask for the ancient paths,
ask where the good way is, and walk in it,
and you will find rest for your souls.
But you said, 'We will not walk in it.'
17 I appointed watchmen over you and said,
'Listen to the sound of the trumpet!'
But you said, 'We will not listen.'
6And the Lord said, "Listen to what the unjust judge says. 7And will not God bring about justice for his chosen ones, who cry out to him day and night? Will he keep putting them off? 8I tell you, he will see that they get justice, and quickly. However, when the Son of Man comes, will he find faith on the earth?"
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Just a small update on our status.
Missionary Man hit the ground running at his regular job soon after we arrived. There were some health issues that caused other pharmacists to be out of work and some scheduled vacations. So not much of a breather for dear MM.
He has been into HCM several times to help with some minor inventory and to learn how to order/pack for an upcoming trip. He is "learning the ropes" a little piece at the time from the wonderful HCM people here.
HCM has been helping with the emergency in the Phillipines and other Asian countries. They are looking for volunteer medical staff for some possible upcoming followup.
Click here to see some pictures from some of those trips.
We have met another medical family here working with HCM. The husband just came back from Ethiopia and the wife will be leaving soon for the Lillian Thrasher orphanage in Egypt! (I sure would love to go there.) If you can add that to your prayer list for the next couple of weeks; I'm sure the team would appreciate the prayer coverage.
MM has an upcoming training/CE out of state this coming weekend he has to attend. Pray for his travels.
Start praying for the next scheduled trip for MM in January. It will be a long one with a lot of "hiking and trekking". (Hmmm.... guess we better start training him now.) You can click here to see the upcoming trips with HCM with dates and even nice little maps to show you where they are going. So see if you can figure out which on MM is heading on. ;o)
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Yes, I have been remiss about posting. Life has been busy, busy!
More later, but for now..
We celebrated Zeke's 3rd family day this past weekend.
Enjoy the video!
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Here is a need from HCM...
Anybody have any old suitcases in the attic they would love to get rid of??
Greetings Friends!
HealthCare Ministries needs your help. We are severely low on large (26 in.) hard-sided suitcases to pack the medicines and supplies needed for our medical outreaches. We are currently packing for two different trips—one to Ethiopia and another to northern Africa—in the next month and we’re short on these suitcases. If you have any and are willing to donate them, please let us know. We need the larger hard-sided luggage in order pack a large amount in one and to protect all the materials while traveling. If you, or anyone you know, have any suitcases available and would like to donate them, they would be greatly appreciated. They may be shipped to our offices at—
HealthCare Ministries
521 W. Lynn St.
Springfield, MO 65802
If you have any questions, please call us at (417) 866-6311 or email. Thank you and God bless you. HealthCare Ministries
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Why is it that when you set a date for any major life event, all sorts of things happen to try and prevent or prolong that event from happening??? You know, all kinds of crazy things that seem to pick the worst possible timing to happen... Yep. That's what happened with us. But, you know.... God is a big God and He has everything under control... whether we realize it or not.
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[SUNDAY EVENING (2 days before the move)]
I walk in the door late Sunday night from running to the grocery store for Benadryl. (Our youngest child had decided to have unexplained hives that second day of moving and we wanted one more dose in his little body before we went to bed.) I see MM sitting in the middle of the floor looking tired and "weepy". Of course, I assume that being less than 48 hours away from a major moving deadline and having packed for about 18 hours a day the last two days in a row might have had a teeny-tiny influence on his emotions at that moment.
Me - "You O.K.?"
MM - "I'm just overwhelmed."
Me - "We'll get it all done, honey. You just go on to bed and tomorrow we'll keep packing."
MM - "That's not it."
Me - "Huh?"
MM - "I'm just… overwhelmed by all those people who just left our house. They just showed up...."
(Maybe I should just stop here and explain a bit.....)
[REWIND A BIT TO LAST SPRING]:
We finally were to a point where we could actually set a goal of moving in September. I think as soon as we started telling people, “Hey! We’re actually moving!”… life happened! MM’s work exploded, kid’s got sick, MM had another knee surgery, I was taking college courses, we traveled back and forth between states to look at houses, we couldn’t find a house, and we couldn’t find a truck… yada...yada….
Difficult or not, September came anyway and the time was upon us to move. We had both innocently thought our last couple of weeks we would pack like crazy and get it all done. Ha! (Note to self: have all packing done 2 weeks before you want to move... you will NOT have time to actually pack those last 2 weeks!!!) Between goodbye parties, honoring services and friends just wanting to have one last meal or one last Ranger party, one last important meeting, or one last test or .... When could we stop to pack?
Then, of course, MM was working crazy hours out of state and finishing one last project. Throw in the last activities the kids needed to complete and, well.... when could we stop to pack??? The calendar was literally full every night the week before we moved (and MM was working during the day).
The week before the move we had some dear friends from out of town stop by to bless us with dinner. They helped pack up dishes and photo frames while we visited, then we all enjoyed dinner. They looked around and said, "My... you still have a lot of work to do!" (umm... ya' think?)
I was selling furniture and packing non-essentials in between everything else happening. One week later though, it all came down to we had a five bedroom house to pack... in 4 days! Literally. Those nice people at the ABF Trucking Center would be coming to pick up their "relo cubes" and we had better have them ready to go. Besides... we had to physically be at the new address in time to meet up with those relo cubes.
Then came the rain. Oh, not a little rain... the biggest flooding seen in our State since 1919! There was no way under God's creation were we going to be through in time. NO WAY! [Can you say "STRESS"... with a capital "S"????]
It was now Saturday evening and we had company. My mom had come Friday night to see the kids’ last Tae Kwon Do testing. A neighbor came to grill out. A friend's family was there helping make special moving "cradles" for MM's equipment. MM was cleaning out the shed. We had been packing all day between everything else going on. I was in the kitchen cleaning up, making dessert and getting dishes out when my mom walks in and says, "What are you doing?!!!" "You need to be packing!" (ummm.... ya' think?)
At this point we are less than 3 days away and no where near packed. I just looked at her and shrugged my shoulders. What could we do? We were going as fast as we could and so much was happening to slow us down. It was downright depressing. We prayed that night with the kids (and Grandmother) for God to help us get the house packed.
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[FAST FORWARD BACK TO SUNDAY EVENING:]
MM and I sat there on the floor humbled and overwhelmed. One friend had stopped by earlier that day and saw how much we still needed to do. He ran home and came back with part of his family to help us pack the rest of the day. Then another friend stopped by and saw the incredible need and said, "I can stay an hour..." (He left at about 10-12 hours later that night!) And they did this all in down pouring RAIN!
MM - "I'm just overwhelmed at the people who just left our house. They just showed up.... and worked like dogs... and nobody asked them to! I told them I'll never be able to repay them back... They just said, 'Pay it forward and help someone else.'!"
Me - [sitting beside him in the floor now, so tired I could barely move after two 18 hour days of moving boxes] "Yes. I do not know what we would have done without their help."
There were still two more days of packing to go. We got ready for bed and said our prayers and praised God for those people!
[THE AMAZING PARTS]
The AMAZING PART was that the next day.... they showed back up! With their families!!! And then another mother showed up to bring us dinner and helped for a while. Then another family came and brought more dinner and their whole family stayed and helped several hours!!! (In the middle of all of this, we still had people stopping by to say goodbye.) Somewhere around 11 p.m. they all left again! MM and I found ourselves in the floor one more time just in awe and what happened! We were exhausted... overwhelmed.... and just flat out blessed!
So... the REALLY AMAZING PART was that the following day.... they showed back up AGAIN!!!!! One entire family came back... then the mother that had brought food came back with her kids and stayed most of the day so she could list and then drive our donation items to the donation center. Then another mother that had brought food stopped by for an hour and helped after she had worked ALL NIGHT at her regular job. That last day we were actually packing one last relo cube that the trucking company had brought us that morning while they were hauling off some of the other cubes. The funny part was that while we were finishing that last little bit the ABF driver came in the house and helped me take down a curtain that had been left in the kitchen!!!
I have to say that I am not really quite sure what to call it.... maybe the "spirit of helping".... I just know that I've never quite seen anything like it. People just showed up out of the woodwork and, well... HELPED! All of them had the greatest attitudes (even the truck driver).
We had never even asked anyone to come and help… they just did! At one point I looked around at the 10+ adults in the house and the 15+ kids and thought “What a circus we have!” But, you know, they were awesome. Even the kids helped out.
The last relo cube left and the truck and trailer were packed. We hugged the last of the packers goodbye and just sat in a big empty house amazed. We slept in sleeping bags that last night (on the floor again) and I just wondered if this was what Mary, the mother of Jesus, felt like when she just “pondered all these things in her heart?”
[FAST FORWARD a couple more days]
We have been on the road for a couple of days driving to our new home. MM gets a phone call from that couple that had visited us the week before our move. He tells them about our incredible move and the people who just came out of the woodwork to help us. Our friend says to MM, “Good. My wife has been specifically praying since we left your house that God would send people to help you pack and move! And He did!”
(ummm…. Ya’ think!)
[FAST FORWARD even a few more days]
One of the men who helped us move called MM up to see how we were doing. They chatted a while, then our friend shared his take on the move. He said he was out driving home and just felt compelled to come by and see us one more time before we moved. Then he came by and saw the need…….
I have to tell you that MM and I were exhausted and weary from everything else we had going on in life. We certainly weren’t in the best of character during our move. [I think I only had about 3-4 “woman fits” during the whole process.] Packing up an entire home with four children is an emotional feat in and of itself. We certainly didn’t feel like incredibly spiritual people. But, there again, we have an incredibly spiritual God whose got everything under control.We are so grateful for our special “packers” who just followed that tugging of their heart and came to help us move. If we missed telling any one of you how wonderful it was to watch you work and how blessed we felt… I’m telling you now! Hugs and blessings to each of you. You’ll be getting some “extra jewels in your crown” someday for all your labor.
Psalm 121
A song of ascents.
1 I lift up my eyes to the hills— where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth. ……
8 the LORD will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore.
Posted by The Lopers at 11:13 PM 0 comments Links to this post
Because some of you have asked about this... thought I'd share a bit.
We actually know of several missionaries in the Phillipines and other countries that have been so devastated by the tyhpoons and subsequent flooding. Just thought I'd share from a recent letter we received so those of you who want to can pray a little more specifically.
Crisis in the Philippines
As you have no doubt seen in the news, the Philippines has once again been struck by a strong hurricane. According to one report, the water has run as high as 20 feet in some subdivisions in Metro Manila. Many drowned. The following is an excerpt from an email sent by the Rev. Bill Snider, the AGWM area director for the region, who lives in Manila and was on the scene when it happened:
“Going through the neighborhoods in Metro Manila and seeing so much and seeing so many who have lost everything, the feeling that overwhelms you is how great the need and how small the resource that we bring. But that’s in the natural.
I’m convinced that many people are touched deeply by acts of kindness and compassion in these days. I preach this and believe it that small acts can have a big impact. But those small actions must be coupled with prayer. Can we pray together for our churches in these affected areas for the pastors and leaders and the congregations that they will be a shining light and that our assistance to whatever measure we are
able. Being there shows partnership or fellowship in times of suffering.
In the Philippines right now, we have not only a small Convoy of Hope team, but a fairly large Health care team from the US . . . . Let’s pray for all of these efforts.”
Healthcare MinistriesPhilippines update :: our team saw over 350 patients yesterday and will move to a different site today. The pastor they will work with today was stranded on top of her roof for 13 hours before being rescued. Please keep this effort in your prayers as they continue to do relief work.

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