Monday October 24, 2011

 

 

Our Sunday

Fog ~ Roses ~ Ministry

 

 

We enjoyed a foggy morning drive to Selinsgrove.

 

 

It was particularly pretty on Route 15 along the Susquehanna River.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We arrived at Don and Nancy’s house a bit early, so visited a bit before heading to Mifflinburg Alliance Church.

 

 

The extra time also gave me time to photograph some of their roses.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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We had such a good time sharing about the ministry of TFC, and visiting afterward that I forgot to take any pictures at the church.

Don and Nancy took us to Applebees for lunch.

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We spent the afternoon at their house and got acquainted with their dogs. I thought I was going to remember her name, but neither Cerwin nor I can think of it.

 

 

The smaller one (Gina) never did make up with us. She let us know that we were strangers in the house.

 

 

In the evening we went to Shamokin Dam Alliance Church – this is where Don and Nancy attend.

We felt like Satan was trying to hinder us from using the PowerPoint presentation. The church could not get their projector to work, so we finally used our computer and projector – then the remote would not work. Cerwin used the arrow keys to forward the pictures – which was a bit awkward.

It was good that he was doing a shortened version of the morning presentation, because there was a local truck driver there to share his testimony of receiving Christ as his savior on TFC’s Harrisburg Chapel.

 

 

Rachel and Phil

Phil shared the amazing story of his salvation. He grew up in a Jewish home, and became a streetwise Philadelphia boy. By the time he was driving truck, he began feeling empty inside – and stopped at the Harrisburg chapel to talk to the chaplain. That was the day everything changed – when he turned his life over to Jesus.

Rachel (also Jewish) was not happy with this choice, but followed his lead about three months later.

One of my favorite moments of his testimony was when he was talking about a situation in which he would have previously used his fists – instead he knelt on the floor in front of us and said,

“I am learning to use the power of prayer, and finding that it is far more powerful than fists.”