March 26, 2017  Jane’s Heart to Heart   …Pastor’s Help Mate

I would like to share today about this dear pastor’s wife, Helen Barth, who influenced my life and was used ultimately, as an instrument,  to win my parents to Christ.

PART ONE – HELEN BARTH

When I was just a young child my sister and I attended the Calvary Bible Church in Dowagiac, MI.  I vaguely recall attending a children’s weekday Bible club that Rev. Reinhold Barth and his wife Helen, (who started the church) were conducting.

When my parents moved to Indiana my sister and I attended a VBS sponsored by the Bertrand Bible Church in Niles, MI. They met in a huge tent just in sight of our home on the Indiana State Line. This was where we came to know Christ as our personal Saviour. During the time we lived there my parents divorced and my mother took us to live again in Dowagiac. There at Calvary Bible Church,  my mother and dad got right with the LORD, there I was baptized and there, Ken and I were married.

Helen Lillian McAlerney,  was born on November 3, 1918, in Moline, Illinois and On May 20, 1944,  she married Rev. Reinhold Alexander Barth, at Moody Church, in Chicago, IL, with over 1,750 guests in attendance.

She is survived by,  3 children, including 2 sons, Dr. Timothy (Bona) Barth, of Ann Arbor, MI, and Stephen Marc, of Atlanta, Georgia; one daughter Sharon Schaubert, and three grandchildren of Bristol.

From Helen’s earliest memories, she loved to sing as a preschooler, and often sang along with the old family Victrola. Helen Barth started her musical career as a Blues singer in a dance orchestra, providing entertainment in minstrel shows through the YWCA. During those years her chief passion was working with children who aimlessly wandered the city streets.  In her free time, she would teach them Bible stories, sing songs with them, and provide them with craft activities. Desiring to go full time with the YWCA, went to Moody Bible Institute in Chicago, IL, where she became a Christian Education student in1939. During freshmen orientation, she heard young ladies share their testimonies of how they had come to know Christ as their personal Savior. God spoke to her heart through their vibrant testimonies and, for the first time, she realized the weight of her own sin and her need to know Christ’s forgiveness and cleansing.  A few nights later, she knelt by her bed, confessed her sin and, by grace through faith, received Christ as her personal Savior.

She said, ”The Lord gave me a new song; a song of peace and praise.” From that time on, she devoted her mellow contralto voice to communicate the Gospel of Christ through sacred song, a ministry which on six occasions took her to many European countries, as well as coast to coast in the United States and Canada.

While at Moody Bible Institute, she sang with an ensemble over WMBI, their Flagship station, and was later asked to join WMBI as a staff soloist. She continued following her graduation from Moody in 1942. All of the programs were broadcast live and Helen had several 15-minute solo-time programs, as did  George Beverly Shea, also sang songs by request on the Shut-In Hour and the Birthday Hour.      (to be cont.)

October 11, 2015  Jane’s Heart to Heart …Pastor’s Help Mate

October 11, 2015  Jane’s Heart to Heart …Pastor’s Help Mate

Making Sure That You Know You Are Ready When the Lord Comes.

When inquiring of people where they are with the Lord we often get many different responses.

I did that when I was a child,  when I attended ____ church or release time class, yet each one did not sound confident in his standing with the Lord.

-Many say I did that at VBS or just I used to go to VBS in the summer.

-My uncle is a preacher, my mother taught me all that…

-I was baptized when I was _____ yet they don’t sound sure.

-I used to go to church.

-I did that at release time class but still they are uncertain in their response.

In most of those cases they remembered something in their past but did not sound confident in their stand with the Lord.

If you  aren’t sure it could be because, since you made that decision you were not  taught clearly what being saved really means.

Perhaps when you were discipled, you personally did not carry through with those steps of obedience and turn away from sin and disobedience.

How can you have confidence  in your salvation?

Tell the Lord that you want to KNOW that you are saved. Confess known sin to the Lord. Go to a strong Bible preaching church, be baptized and join that church, read your Bible daily, and pray, which is just talking to the Lord. Confessing any daily sin and being determined to go on from there and not continually live a life of sin. Ask God daily to help you when you are  tempted to sin.

You might say how do I know what to do or not to do?  Seek godly counsel from a pastor another Christian person in the church, attend church and listen intently to the preaching.

Claim God’s promises.  Open your Bible to John 3:16, “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son (by death on the Cross) that whosoever (you and me, everyone) believeth on Him, should not perish, but have everlasting life.”     What kind of life _________________?  That is right everlasting life.

Once you know Christ, the first thing you need to do is tell someone that you have given you life to Christ and then do what you can every day to win someone else to Christ by being a witness.   What is a witness?  That is when you tell others what Christ has done for you and then that HE will do the same for them.

If you are fearful of saying the right thing ask the pastor or myself for a simple gospel tract to carry with you to share the Gospel and don’t give that one away.  Keep it and make a list of people you have led to Christ.

What is the Gospel?   Read the Scripture below from Matthew thoughtfully.

Have you ever had the privilege of leading some to Christ to be saved. If so raise your hands.

Now I am speaking especially to the children and young people today.  When you think about what you are going to do when you become an adult, first ask the Lord what He wants you to do and I am sure it will have something to do with spreading the Gospel.    

— jane.wpatch.com

Matthew 28:

16 Then the eleven disciples went away into Galilee, into a mountain where Jesus had appointed them.

17 And when they saw him, they worshipped him: but some doubted.

18 And Jesus came and spake unto them, saying, All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth.

19 Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost:

20 Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen.

Once you have receive Christ as your Saviour then the Great Commision above is your responsibility.  Go and tell others and lead them to Christ.

Here is a song that we do not want to be true of us as Christians.

 NO FRUIT FOR THE MASTER

  1. Jesus was traveling a dusty highway.

When in the Distance he saw a fig tree.

But drawing closer oh what did He see,

Nothing, Nothing but leaves.

Chorus:

No fruit for the Master

Nothing but leaves.

No Fruit for the Master See how He grieves

How many ther are who although they believe,

Have nothing, Nothing but leaves.

2.  Fruitless and barren they stand like that tree

Receiving his blessing so rich and so free.

But as Christ sees them He only can see.

Nothing, Nothing but leaves.

Chorus:

3.  Friend, ’tis a warning to you and to me

Are we as barren as that old fig tree?

And when the master looks down does he see.

Nothing, Nothing but leaves?

Chorus

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The fruit in our lives is those whom we influence to follow Christ…

Let us not be with out fruit.

Matthew 21:19

And when he saw a fig tree in the way, he came to it, and found nothing thereon, but leaves only, and said unto it, Let no fruit grow on you again forever. And presently the fig tree withered away.

My Heart’s Silent Song of Praise

My Heart’s Silent Song of Praise

 

I wrote this little song on May 30, 2015 and sent a note to our youngest son Nathan and ask if he could come up with an arrangement for me… in just a few hours he sent this back to me with the recorded song he sang in my place…  Thank you again, Nathan.

My Mother’s Voice

My Strength is gone
My voice is low
My hands cease their labor
Yet they raise to Him
My heart’s silent song of Praise

He knows my thoughts
With thankful heart
I lift my silent call.
To yield to Him my all.
My heart’s silent song of Praise.

Those gifts He loaned
To use for HIM
That others too could know
Of His great love.
My heart’s silent song of Praise.

Still Singing His Praise in My Heart.

This humble little poem is my Heart as I realize more and more how the Lord allows us to give our talents to Him which has been my desire since my youth.

I thank Him for the honor of having been able to serve Him in so many ways and now He is allowing me to honor HIM in other ways…. Praying that I will be open to these new ways as I continue to serve HIM as long as He chooses.

It is such a JOY to know that He has the plans.

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. –Jer. 12:11 NIV

Give Yourself a Firm Kick Spiritually

This is what I often think to myself when times come when I become discouraged and disheartened.

Paul wrote: in Phil. 3  NIV

Please take the time to read this carefully.

No Confidence in the Flesh

Further, my brothers and sisters, rejoice in the Lord! It is no trouble for me to write the same things to you again, and it is a safeguard for you. Watch out for those dogs, those evildoers, those mutilators of the flesh. For it is we who are the circumcision, we who serve God by his Spirit, who boast in Christ Jesus, and who put no confidence in the flesh—though I myself have reasons for such confidence.

If someone else thinks they have reasons to put confidence in the flesh, I have more: circumcised on the eighth day, of the people of Israel, of the tribe of Benjamin, a Hebrew of Hebrews; in regard to the law, a Pharisee; as for zeal,persecuting the church; as for righteousness based on the law, faultless.

But whatever were gains to me I now consider loss for the sake of Christ. What is more, I consider everything a loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them garbage, that I may gain Christ and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which is through faith in[a] Christ—the righteousness that comes from God on the basis of faith. 10 I want to knowChrist—yes, to know the power of his resurrection and participation in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death,11 and so, somehow, attaining to the resurrection from the dead.

12 Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already arrived at my goal, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. 13 Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, 14 I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.

Following Paul’s Example

15 All of us, then, who are mature should take such a view of things. And if on some point you think differently, that too God will make clear to you. 16 Only let us live up to what we have already attained.

17 Join together in following my example, brothers and sisters, and just as you have us as a model, keep your eyes on those who live as we do. 18 For, as I have often told you before and now tell you again even with tears, many live as enemies of the cross of Christ. 19 Their destiny is destruction, their god is their stomach, and their glory is in their shame.Their mind is set on earthly things. 20 But our citizenship is in heaven. And we eagerly await a Savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ, 21 who, by the power that enables him to bring everything under his control, will transform our lowly bodies so that they will be like his glorious body.

I think of Paul giving himself a “firm spiritual kick” and that really helps me to do the same.

The Lord is faithful and He will help you to stand true to Him.

It is most important that when you are going through a trial or heartache that we Pray.

Yes, even a short prayer….. like “HELP ME, LORD” and then get up off your humble knees spiritually speaking, since I can not kneel well.  Then get busy and start doing right as you Sing His Praise in Your Heart and set about to do anything you can to take your mind in the direction of serving him.

  • do dishes
  • mow the lawn
  • clean the closet
  • make a phone call to a shut in
  • send a card to someone who needs to be encouraged and share how you get encouragement
  •  go for a brisk walk or jog – hard on the knees.   🙁
  • ask your parent (youths) if there is something you can do to help them (after they get over the shock) get busy and do it with a spring in your steps and JOY in your heart and even better do something your parents or spouse has already asked you to do and let it be a surprise.

Remember that the way to REAL JOY is

JESUS FIRST

OTHERS SECOND

YOURSELF LAST

Come on maybe that is your real problem.  SELF!

OH ME!

The Song That I Sang at Our Wedding – Dec. 24, 1955

At our wedding as Ken waited at the altar and  my dear father, Beryl Allen Shipley, stood with me at the back of the church before we processed  down the isle,  I sang this song.

It Was Heaven’s Grace that Made Thee Mine

You come to me to share life’s rain and sunshine,

Its dirges and its glad refrains;

To be with me in hope and disappointment,

In every loss, in all life’s gains.

Now, since we two have sought the will of Heaven,

And strive to walk the path of God’s decree,

He will make our joys increase, With a love that cannot cease,

He can give us perfect peace, always.

Refrain:

It was Heaven’s grace that made thee mine,

Only Heaven could give such love as thine.

Now all the loneliness and fear have passed away, And you are mine for aye;

Ah, your call to me, in love’s sweet voice, Made my heart of hearts rejoice.

Now my joy is complete and all the day is bright …

Since the grace of Heaven made thee mine!

Norman J. Clayton (1951)

This song was published in  Wedding Melodies  with Hammond Organ Registration  by Gospel Songs, Inc. Babylon NY…1951….   I have it in my library.

I found the following note on the internet several years ago.  I have the book but wanted a quick short cut to the words so I would not have to type them… and I found this on the internet but don’t have the link any longer….  Since I have the book and also usually made a large print copy of the words to songs I used to sing,  I also had it in my computer files.

Wylie Fulton & Louie Lee Stone – Wedding

N.B. Norman J. Clayton (1903-1992) was an accomplished hymnwriter who is noted for other songs such as “Now I Belong to Jesus.” The above hymn, however, is very rare, and was sung at the wedding ceremony of Wylie & Lou Fulton in Waco, Texas, December 8, 1962. Our service was conducted by the late Pastor Tom L. Daniel of Tabernacle Baptist Church. This song was selected and recommended to us by our dear friend Mrs. Brown, the church pianist. It was sung by another dear friend Ed Lane. A search on the internet failed to locate these words and so I have posted them here. These lines are worthy of being preserved. Truly a great song for two people who have in prayer sought the will of Heaven in their choice of each other as lifetime mates! May the Lord make these words a blessing to all who come to this site. If any copyright is hereby infringed, we apologize. To my wife, Lou, after 45 years I can sing with all my heart, as in 1962: “It was Heaven’s grace that made thee mine!” It is wonderful to believe that Romans 8:28 applies to all areas of a believer’s life, including MARRIAGE.

Chapter Three (Autobiography)  FIRST AND SECOND GRADE MEMORIES

Chapter Three (Autobiography) FIRST AND SECOND GRADE MEMORIES

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My mother’s parents, (Grandpa) Frank Porter Burch, and (Grandma) Bertha Marie Burch lived on the corner of West Railroad Street and Telegraph St. In Dowagiac, MI. We lived next door on Telegraph Street in what used to be  Grrandpa’s old grocery store.

My father was a builder and he had a lot to do with making it into a comfortable little place for us to live on Telegraph St. near West Railroad Street.

I attended the Oak Street Elementary school while in the first and second grade.

I  recall many times  we would go someplace or just be out for a drive and Daddy would  point out places he had helped build.  One place that I especially remember was a home that was on the road from Dowagiac to Niles.  The house was round and had two stories and he told us that the rooms were pie shaped.  I alway wanted to see the inside and was so proud, each time we passed  it over the years, to think that my Daddy had helped build this unique home.

Our next home was a few blocks across the railroad tracks to Sherwood St. My mother did interior decorating for a contractor  and it was one of the homes he built. I only remember four events during the time we lived on Sherwood Street. 

Once was when I was very sick with bronchial asthma and I also had problems with constipation so I had a tall glass of prune juice, which I really liked, sitting on my dresser next to the bed.  When the doctor made a house call to check me out and wanted to take my temperature he dipped the thermometer into my prune juice and said, “ Here, Jane, your coke will make this taste better”.   

He was pretty alarmed when I told him that it was prune juice and then he said, with great surprise, “Prune juice! That much!” and looked at my mother waiting for an explanation. My mother explained that I loved prune juice and that it also had medicinal purposes for my chronic bowel problem.

The second thing was the time that some of the children in school had head lice of which I was unaware and needless to say, some of those little varmints lodged in my very curly long hair.  Before we realized what was wrong I thought I would absolutely go crazy with my head itching. I asked Mother to wash my hair which she did, but I still complained  even more and she  was quite disturbed when she realized that I had head lice.  She contacted the school in the morning and they said that I must have gotten them at school because there were several cases of them. Mother was upset about that because of my tangly long curls. We had quite a time getting rid of the lice and eggs. In those days we did not have the preparations that are available to us  these days. 

Mother used a black tarry like ‘gunk’ and it seemed like she washed my hair more times than I could count and each time using a really fine toothed comb to try to remove the eggs from my curly tresses.

Years later when I was teaching school and some of the students who had hamsters came in with head lice so bad that I saw them in the hair of one of the girls while listening to her oral reading.  At first I though she had mosquitoes in her hair and then I saw a lot of them.  That night I went home and gave myself a permanent, not that I needed curl, just thought that would kill them for sure.   For the next few weeks every time that I felt the least little tickle in my hair I was fearful that I might have head lice.  Thankfully that never transpired.

The third thing I remember was when I was doing my home work while learning to address an envelope. When it came time to put the stamp on I remember learning from my mother that the three on the stamp meant that it  cost three cents.  That was when I learned that it actually cost something to send a letter.

Finally, I remember when my mother was at work and daddy was home with us and we had just retired for the evening and my daddy came into our rooms and asked me, my sister, Sue and  my brother, Larry to get up and come to the bathroom.   Went we got there he asked each of us if we had flushed something down the toilet earlier that day. We each look innocently at one another of and then each of us pleaded complete innocence.   My daddy always spoke very softly and he told us that if someone did not tell the truth he would spank all of us.  Of course when each of us denied it continually he finally paddled us and sent us to bed. It wasn’t a very hard spanking that I recall.  Perhaps he felt he would get a confession and since none of us took the responsibility for the deed he had some doubts himself and felt he must do as he said he would.

Then what seemed to me the middle of the night he awakened us and  with tears on his face he apologized to each of us. When mother got home and he told her what had happened she informed him that she was the one who had plugged the stool earlier that day and then thought it was okay when she left for work.

Truthfully, the thing that I remember most about that incident was the fact that my father felt so badly about it and apologized to us. This caused me to have a great  respect for him and no hard feelings at all about the spanking. I loved my “Daddy”.

My parents both had jobs and were hard workers and provided well for us. I do not recall attending church anytime during those early years but I learned the importance of an apology when necessary and forgiveness when wronged.

Proverbs 25:11-13 (KJV)    “11 A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver.  12 As an earring of gold, and an ornament of fine gold, so is a wise reprover upon an obedient ear.”

March 15, 2015, Jane’s  Heart to Heart    …Pastor’s Help Mate

March 15, 2015, Jane’s  Heart to Heart    …Pastor’s Help Mate

PRESENTATIONS ON THE DIANE BISH SHOW  – JOY OF MUSIC

On Sunday evenings at 9 PM I love to listen to one of my favorite programs on PBS, Joy of Music, by Diane Bish.

She is a master of the organ and has played some of the most magnificent organs in the World, recording her performances and often giving a little history of the Cathedrals in which the organs are housed.

As one of her presentations she stands among the ruins and reads this memorial:

The Litany of Reconciliation

( litany is the french word for Prayer or supplication)

Following the bombing (in West Midlands, England) of the mediaeval Cathedral in 1940, Provost Howard had the words ‘Father Forgive’ inscribed on the wall behind the Altar of the ruined building. These words are used as the response in the Coventry Litany of Reconciliation, which is prayed in the new Cathedral every weekday at noon (in the Ruins on Fridays), and is used throughout the world by the Community of the Cross of Nails.

The Litany in the ruins on 14 November 2008, the anniversary of the bombing of the old Cathedral

“All have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God.” Romans 3:23

The hatred which divides nation from nation, race from race, class from class,    Father Forgive.

The covetous desires of people and nations to possess what is not their own,     Father Forgive.

The greed which exploits the work of human hands and lays waste the earth,    Father Forgive.

Our envy of the welfare and happiness of others,   Father Forgive.

Our indifference to the plight of the imprisoned, the homeless, the refugee,      Father Forgive.

The lust which dishonors the bodies of men, women and children,        Father Forgive.

The pride which leads us to trust in ourselves and not in God,
Father Forgive.

Be kind to one another, tender-hearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you. Eph. 4:32

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Surely, we who know Christ should be able to sincerely breathe this prayer of supplication and praise Him for His gift of forgiveness as he hung dying on the cross  Jesus looked down upon a most unworthy lot and said in Matthew 23:34,    “Father, forgive them.”    How could this be?  Amazing LOVE.

JANUARY 16, 2015… AS GIVEN TO THE DEACONS AND WIVES OF EVANGEL BAPTIST CHURCH (TAYLOR MI)

Introduction:  I can not think of a greater honor than to be able to speak to deacon wives. What a high calling this truly is.

This is not about climbing the social ladder of the church….not an elected office. This is about being a  servant/slave  in service with your life mate as his helpmate and supporting your husbands roll as servant.

“I Timothy 3:11 Likewise, their wives must be reverent, not slanderers, temperate, faithful in all things.”

The first qualification of course is that she is a Born again Christian and the one and only wife of a deacon. God has not called to “special service” those who have never answered the gospel call to service!

Have any of you ladies read any of Diana Davis books for Deacon Wives???  Such as… Fresh Ideas for Women’s Ministry

When I speak to ladies I always like to recommend reading materials for them that will help them in their ministry for Christ.

Just to give you a little idea about Diana – She is a deacon’s daughter and a Pastor’s wife, women’s speaker, writer, columnist, and has been the pastor’s wife to anywhere from 2 – 100 deacon wives in the life of their ministry together.

Let me begin with a quote from her book entitled, DEACON WIVES. Published by LifeWay.

(and I quote)   #1 Smile

A joyful heart makes a face cheerful…” Proverbs 15:13a

“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faith, gentleness, self-control. Against such things there is no law.” Galatians 5:22-23 (HCSB)

Got joy?

This story is true. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. I spent time each week discipling Janet, a new Christian. She had asked about the role of deacons, and she quipped, “Oh, I’ve figured out how to spot which ones are the deacon wives.” Curiously, I took the bait. “How?” “They’re the ones with the scowls on their faces!” My heart sank. As I sat there, picturing the deacon wives that she had met, I realized that their faces did hold a permanent frown! Janet didn’t know their kind hearts and loving ways. She merely saw their outward appearance. The next time I was with them, I related that sad story, and challenged them to smile.

Scripture challenges us to “Be joyful always” I Thessalonians 5:16.

As a deacon wife, set the pace for joy at your church. Does your countenance convey joy? Does your family and church know that you have joy? Do you do God’s work with joy? Do your words reflect joy?

Speak positive words. It was a weekly phenomenon. After Sunday morning worship, I’d stand beside my pastor/husband, and we’d greet worshippers as they departed the service. One person would say, “Pastor, we need to turn that air conditioning down. It was sweltering in there today.” The very next person in line would comment, “I nearly froze to death in there!” Many complaints have little to do with eternity. Is it really worth launching a campaign to argue about carpet color or the arrangement of furniture? Don’t be the constant complainer.

A constant complainer reflects poorly on her God. She deters friends. She hurts her witness and her integrity. If you’ve developed a habit of complaining at home or at church, change that habit! John put it succinctly:“Stop complaining among yourselves.” John 6:43.

Christians have something to smile about. The God of our universe has written our names on his hand. (Isaiah 49:16). He cares intimately for us. He knows every detail about us, right down to the number of hairs on our head. (Luke 12:7). He’s promised us a life “more abundant!” John 10:10. Joy is a fruit of the Spirit. So smile.” (END OF QUOTE)

Now ladies,

I know first hand that smiling is not always easy…. As you can see…. I use a cane and sometimes a wheel chair….

A few years ago, I winced in pain and often when I got up from a chair or bent over and I would even groan out loud.

One of my young grandsons said, “Grandma, you scare me when you do that.”   Since that time I have prayed much that God would give me victory over whining and complaining and even showing pain on my face. I have to admit at times – not very successfully

I realized if this bothered a child perhaps this also would affect others around me in the church ministry.  I prayed and asked the Lord to forgive me and help me to show the JOY that I have in serving Him in such a way that it would be contagious to others. 

For over sixty years I have enjoyed that honor of “Singing His Praise”, and I have loved the ministry of music but in the past few years singing has become painful for me too and this truly has been the hardest thing for me to give up.

But, I praise the Lord that little by little He is helping me to say that I am “Still Singing HIs Praise in My Heart”.  He has not changed.  His love for me has not changed.  The song for Him is still inside of me.  Often I still start to sing around the house but have to stop after a line or two.

Can you say that you have JOY in your heart and does it show on your face….. Pray about this. This leads me to my second point.  Really this is your most important ministry.

# 2 Prayer

I have learned that praying about everything is the most important thing we ladies can do for the honor and glory of the Lord in the church – PRAY.

Now I am not just talking about you personal prayer time and Bible reading what we would call our personal devotions.  That should go without saying.   We of all people should be having our own personal quiet time with the Lord. 

But I find in ministry while serving in the church Sunday School classes, services, at funerals, weddings, picnics. RIGHT – every function of the Lord’s work needs people praying.

I have had people say to me I didn’t get to talk with you today because (fill in the blank)  you were playing the piano,  you were talking to those new people….or you were busy.   Right – doing the Lord’s work.

We need to be above that….   Call your pastor or his wife,  write them and note….. But pray for and with them as they minister. Ultimately you too will be doing ministry with an understanding heart.

How to pray for the Lord’s work in HIS ministry..

Pastor & His wife (filling of the spirit, wisdom &   strength), Deacons & wives, Church Officers(clerk, treasurer, Music leaders, cleaners, decorators, tech. Support people, etc.) when things aren’t going the way that you think they should  – PRAY

Winning the lost to Christ, Evangelism by each Christian in the church by name and their daily witness and life for Christ – PRAY

During the service when you see or hear a young mother struggling with her baby or young child, if something goes wrong causes a distraction in the service that could be distracting, for the pastor, the soloist or musicians, for those running the sound system. What a privilege we have to have immediate access to the Heavenly Father. He is able to solve those problems in a moment – PRAY

For our young people in the worship service, for an attentive heart and the Holy Spirits work in their lives. – PRAY

For our college and career age for direction and obedience to HIS will. -PRAY

For parents whose lives are filled with activities, their jobs and children’s lives that they will be able to accept God’s will for them. –PRAY

For those sitting around you as you participate with JOY in the service. -PRAY

Just think of the power of  PRAYER  scattered all around in the various ministries in God’s church.

What a  privilege to be a part of that heritage

#3 I would encourage all of you to memorize I Cor. 13….

Smile and Pray & Hide God’s Word in your heart.

Listen to this paraphrase from The Living Bible

1 Corinthians 13 Living Bible (TLB)

13:1  If I had the gift of being able to speak in other languages without learning them and could speak in every language there is in all of heaven and earth, but didn’t love others, I would only be making noise.

If I had the gift of prophecy and knew all about what is going to happen in the future, knew everything about everything, but didn’t love others, what good would it do? Even if I had the gift of faith so that I could speak to a mountain and make it move, I would still be worth nothing at all without love.

If I gave everything I have to poor people, and if I were burned alive for preaching the Gospel but didn’t love others, it would be of no value whatever.

Love is very patient and kind, never jealous or envious, never boastful or proud,

never haughty or selfish or rude. Love does not demand its own way. It is not irritable or touchy. It does not hold grudges and will hardly even notice when others do it wrong.

It is never glad about injustice, but rejoices whenever truth wins out.

If you love someone, you will be loyal to him no matter what the cost. You will always believe in him, always expect the best of him, and always stand your ground in defending him.

All the special gifts and powers from God will someday come to an end, but love goes on forever. Someday prophecy and speaking in unknown languages and special knowledge—these gifts will disappear.

Now we know so little, even with our special gifts, and the preaching of those most gifted is still so poor.

10 But when we have been made perfect and complete, then the need for these inadequate special gifts will come to an end, and they will disappear.

11 It’s like this: when I was a child I spoke and thought and reasoned as a child does. But when I became a man my thoughts grew far beyond those of my childhood, and now I have put away the childish things.

12 In the same way, we can see and understand only a little about God now, as if we were peering at his reflection in a poor mirror; but someday we are going to see him in his completeness, face-to-face. Now all that I know is hazy and blurred, but then I will see everything clearly, just as clearly as God sees into my heart right now.

13 There are three things that remain—faith, hope, and love—and the greatest of these is love.

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FIRST AND SECOND GRADE MEMORIES –Autobiography Chapter Three

My mother’s parents, (Grandpa) Frank Porter Burch, and (Grandma) Bertha Marie Burch lived on the corner of West Railroad Street and Telegraph St. In Dowagiac, MI. We lived next door on Telegraph Street in what used to be  Grandpa’s old grocery store.

My father was a builder and he had a lot to do with making it into a comfortable little place for us to live on Telegraph St. near West Railroad Street. I attended the Oak Street Elementary school while in the first and second grade.

I  recall many times  we would go someplace or just be out for a drive and Daddy would  point out places he had helped build.  One place that I especially remember was a home that was on the road from Dowagiac to Niles.  The house was round and had two stories and he told us that the rooms were pie shaped.  I alway wanted to see the inside and was so proud, each time we passed  it over the years, to think that my Daddy had helped build this unique home. 

Our next home was a few blocks across the railroad tracks to Sherwood St. My mother did interior decorating for a contractor  and it was one of the homes he built. I only remember four events during the time we lived on Sherwood Street.  

Once was when I was very sick with bronchial asthma and I also had problems with constipation so I had a tall glass of prune juice, which I really liked, sitting on my dresser next to the bed.  When the doctor made a house call to check me out and wanted to take my temperature he dipped the thermometer into my prune juice and said, “ Here, Jane, your coke will make this taste better”.   

He was pretty alarmed when I told him that it was prune juice and then he said, with great surprise, “Prune juice! That much!” and looked at my mother waiting for an explanation. My mother explained that I loved prune juice and that it also had medicinal purposes for my chronic bowel problem.

The second thing was the time that some of the children in school had head lice of which I was unaware and needless to say, some of those little varmints lodged in my very curly long hair.  Before we realized what was wrong I thought I would absolutely go crazy with my head itching. I asked Mother to wash my hair which she did, but I still complained  even more and she  was quite disturbed when she realized that I had head lice.  She contacted the school in the morning and they said that I must have gotten them at school because there were several cases of them. Mother was upset about that because of my tangly long curls. We had quite a time getting rid of the lice and eggs. In those days we did not have the preparations that are available to us  these days.  

Mother used a black tarry like ‘gunk’ and it seemed like she washed my hair more times than I could count and each time using a really fine toothed comb to try to remove the eggs from my curly tresses. 

Years later when I was teaching school and some of the students who had hamsters came in with head lice so bad that I saw them in the hair of one of the girls while listening to her oral reading.  At first I though she had mosquitoes in her hair and then I saw a lot of them.  That night I went home and gave myself a permanent, not that I needed curl, just thought that would kill them for sure.   For the next few weeks every time that I felt the least little tickle in my hair I was fearful that I might have head lice.  Thankfully that never transpired.

The third thing I remember was when I was doing my home work while learning to address an envelope. When it came time to put the stamp on I remember learning from my mother that the three on the stamp meant that it  cost three cents.  That was when I learned that it actually cost something to send a letter.

Finally, I remember when my mother was at work and daddy was home with us and we had just retired for the evening and my daddy came into our rooms and asked me, my sister, Sue and  my brother, Larry to get up and come to the bathroom.   Went we got there he asked each of us if we had flushed something down the toilet earlier that day. We each look innocently at one another of and then each of us pleaded complete innocence.   My daddy always spoke very softly and he told us that if someone did not tell the truth he would spank all of us.  Of course when each of us denied it continually he finally paddled us and sent us to bed. It wasn’t a very hard spanking that I recall.  Perhaps he felt he would get a confession and since none of us took the responsibility for the deed he had some doubts himself and felt he must do as he said he would.

Then what seemed to me the middle of the night he awakened us and  with tears on his face he apologized to each of us. When mother got home and he told her what had happened she informed him that she was the one who had plugged the stool earlier that day and then thought it was okay when she left for work.

Truthfully, the thing that I remember most about that incident was the fact that my father felt so badly about it and apologized to us. This caused me to have a great  respect for him and no hard feelings at all about the spanking. I loved my “Daddy”.

My parents both had jobs and were hard workers and provided well for us. I do not recall attending church anytime during those early years but I learned the importance of an apology when necessary and forgiveness when wronged.

Proverbs 25:11-13 (KJV)    “11 A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver.  12 As an earring of gold, and an ornament of fine gold, so is a wise reprover upon an obedient ear.”