We arrived home safely last evening. We so securely felt your prayer cover over the weekend. Oh how our God moved. Saturday nights Dinner Theater was visited by a heavy oppression from the enemy. Praise God He prevailed, as we confronted this attack head on, and saw 9 lives committed to Christ. One entire family of 5 or 6 people came to know Jesus, and will be celebrating Christmas this year as new believers.

The Lord touched many lives in both services Sunday morning. I cannot tell you how healing it is for our family to be involved in such services. They are still very emotional for us, but I find myself often repeating, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." It is only by His strength and grace that we continue. So many hurting people, who have lost loved ones, have approached us as they have an understanding of the pain of loss. I know many of you in the blog family do as well.

Please lift up the new believers in your prayer time. They have a significant challenge ahead of them, as they seek to put Christ first in their lives. We as believers must continue to deny ourselves daily, take up our cross, and follow Him. This is much easier to talk about for most of us, than it is to actually do.

It was an encouragement once again to meet so many of you who have been praying for Beej. A special blessing arrived Sunday morning at the late service, as Beej's team director from Peru 2005- Erin, and her parents came to the service, and then had lunch with the pastoral staff of Christ Wesleyan Church, and our family. It was wonderful to have my sister Lynae, and her family there as well.

Her son Joshua, who holds Beej's sword, was in attendance. On Saturday evening, while the drama was progressing, I felt a pair of eyes on me. I turned to the seat next to mine to find Joshua looking intently at me. I was feeling a bit overwhelmed at the time (as the drama was about Beej's life), and what happened next was a gift from the Lord.

Six year old Joshua got up from his chair, came to mine, and hugged me. Not a quick, "hello" hug, but a long, "I know your hurting hug." That hug reached deep into my soul, as if it were from Beej himself. I do not know what prompted him to do this, but I am sooo thankful. It came just when I needed it. Thank you Joshua! You have once again blessed my heart!

Oh that we would approach our love for our Lord with the faith of a child. Six years old, fifteen years old, it doesn't matter. What matters is that we love, and that we do so not when we feel like it, but when it is necessary.

Praise God for his provision and strength. Have a blessed day!

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