This is our little church in the wildwood. My husband was asked if he would come and preach for a few Sundays. Their pastor had recently accepted a call to another church and wanted to know if my husband could fill in for a few Sundays.
That was 15 years ago, this month...and he is still filling in! Well, not really, they made him their pastor about a month after his first preaching there.
He's been my pastor too. Hand picked, right out of heaven...both for me and this little church. A task that no ordinary man, or preacher, could handle.
They were always few in number, but the few were abundantly faithful.
I could write a book on the lessons I have been taught by these few faithful ones, but I'll just stop at faithfulness. That is what I've learned.
Faithfulness.
**Moreover it is required in stewards, that a man be found faithful. I Corth 4:2
Monday, November 3, 2008
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1 comment:
what a lovely thing to happen!
smiles, bee
xxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
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