Two Thousand Twelve
Dear Pastor and Friends,
Wow! This month sure flew by fast. I was in Florida, Ohio, Tennessee, Georgia and will be in New York when this letter arrives on your desk. I sincerely wish I could report a myriad of men and women coming to Christ and revival breaking out, but the truth is we need God desperately to move in our midst in these days. …Maybe this week He will! I keep at it because every once in a while, our dear Lord shows up in might and power. This could be the meeting, this could be the month.
Thank you so very much for your faithful giving to the work of God that has been designated to me in the vast vineyard of our great God. I am continually plowing, watering, weeding, cultivating and praying that the Lord of the harvest will bring forth abundantly. I know the seed is good (the Word) and the Spirit is still wooing; I just wonder sometimes where are we, or what are we doing? May God help us to stay by the stuff and serve out our days with joy and rejoicing.
Sandy and I are now grandparents of two more children. One even is a boy! Finally! Jordan and Beth had a little fellow named Eliott, and Sam and Summer had their first child, Phoebe. I must be getting old because I will soon have a forty year old son! Where did the time go? I think I started this letter out with thoughts along these same lines.
God bless each and every one of you is my earnest prayer, and please know that Heaven alone can and will reveal the blessing you are to me, the ministry He has given and to my family.
Yours in wonder at His grace,