It was the perfect day...
a blessed day...
an anointed day...
from the drive to church in the snow to the baptism in the river!
We had been asked to fill in at church in Foscoe, NC until the new preacher came. The snow wasn't bad on the way up, but a lot of times the snow doesn't start until we hit the state line between Tennessee and North Carolina, about thirty minutes from our house. Sunday was no exception. Almost from the time we hit the state line, it started snowing.
When we got to church, they had called off Sunday School, but because there were several people already there, we went ahead and had it. So glad we did! Excellent lesson, wonderful fellowship. Anointed.
When we got upstairs for church, it was already pretty full. Tommy and John boy led the service. Again, anointed.
The teenage boys who were to be baptized came up and told the congregation that they wanted to follow Jesus the rest of their lives, and they wanted Him to be their Lord. Anointed.
A woman who has been suffering with pain for years asked for the elders to anoint her with oil and pray for healing. Anointed.
We ate sandwiches together (furnished by the parents of the boys who were to be baptized) and talked about the sermon the week before. Anointed.
THEN we went to the river. Someone had brought waders for Tommy, so he put them on. We walked through the snow to reach the river, and Tommy waded in. The two boys followed. The boys could hardly stop shaking from the cold. Tommy seemed to be in better control...
until...
he fell into the river as he brought the boys up from the baptism. He fell not once, but twice! So much for waders! Still...anointed.
a blessed day...
an anointed day...
from the drive to church in the snow to the baptism in the river!
We had been asked to fill in at church in Foscoe, NC until the new preacher came. The snow wasn't bad on the way up, but a lot of times the snow doesn't start until we hit the state line between Tennessee and North Carolina, about thirty minutes from our house. Sunday was no exception. Almost from the time we hit the state line, it started snowing.
When we got to church, they had called off Sunday School, but because there were several people already there, we went ahead and had it. So glad we did! Excellent lesson, wonderful fellowship. Anointed.
When we got upstairs for church, it was already pretty full. Tommy and John boy led the service. Again, anointed.
The teenage boys who were to be baptized came up and told the congregation that they wanted to follow Jesus the rest of their lives, and they wanted Him to be their Lord. Anointed.
A woman who has been suffering with pain for years asked for the elders to anoint her with oil and pray for healing. Anointed.
We ate sandwiches together (furnished by the parents of the boys who were to be baptized) and talked about the sermon the week before. Anointed.
THEN we went to the river. Someone had brought waders for Tommy, so he put them on. We walked through the snow to reach the river, and Tommy waded in. The two boys followed. The boys could hardly stop shaking from the cold. Tommy seemed to be in better control...
until...
he fell into the river as he brought the boys up from the baptism. He fell not once, but twice! So much for waders! Still...anointed.
When the boys reached shore, one of those strapping, big teenage boys fell sobbing into his Daddy's arms. He was still there as we made our way back to our cars. Once more, anointed.
It isn't often that you look back upon a day and are hard pressed to find anything about the day that didn't shout, "PERFECTION!" This was one of those days.
I asked myself on the way home, and even into the night, why can't all gatherings of God's people be like that?
Why indeed.
It isn't often that you look back upon a day and are hard pressed to find anything about the day that didn't shout, "PERFECTION!" This was one of those days.
I asked myself on the way home, and even into the night, why can't all gatherings of God's people be like that?
Why indeed.
