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The Shepherdess and the Harvest

Be not weary in well doing, for in due season you shall reap if you faint not. Galatians 6:9 During the autumn months of September and October, I am reminded of the many kinds of harvests in life and the struggles young mothers face as they endeavor to plant the seed of God in their children’s impressionable hearts. When children are small, caring for their needs seems like an endless assignment in a war zone with no end in sight and no reinforcements galloping up to relieve or assume this seemingly thankless task. You are in the trenches, hunkered down…

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A Time To Gather

“He reserveth unto us the appointed weeks of the harvest.” Jeremiah 5:24 There have been some constants in this life that cause me to realize how beautiful and wonderful is the order of nature and what security it brings into our lives. We may not consciously think about it but underneath all of man’s doings on the earth, are the everlasting arms of God. From the beginning of time, the seasons have come and gone: winter turns into spring, spring turns to summer and summer turns to autumn. Autumn gives way to winter and the whole cycle begins again. From…

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The Greatest Gift

Maintaining a balanced life in the ministry is definitely a challenge for a pastor, his wife, and their family. And…there is the congregation to consider, the work of God which must not be neglected, the work to which you are called…above everything else. Maintaining this balance has been my lifelong challenge, actually, more than a challenge, it has been my mission, my quest!There have been times when I wanted to sit down and cry, or weep from sheer joy, to fix some wrong, or let someone stew in their own juice, to give someone a piece of my mind, only…

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The Pastor’s Wife

– There is one person in our ChurchWho knows our Pastor’s life.Who weeps and smilesand prays with Him,And that’s the Pastor’s wife! The crowd has seen him in his strength,While bearing God’s Sharp SwordAs underneath God’s banner’s foldsHe faced the devil’s horde. But deep within her heart she knowsThat scarce an hour beforeShe helped him pray the glory downBehind the closet door! She heard him groaning in his soulWhen bitter raged the strife.As, hand in hand she knelt with him,For she’s the Pastor’s Wife. You tell your tales of Preachers braveWho marched across the worldAnd changed the course of historyBy…

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