Hot Summer

My brother, John, began writing his own blog lately. Totally inspiring. Well, it is to me, anyway. He is simply recounting stories from his past. Check him out at Wouldbemariner.blogspot.com. (Now I did that by memory and my memory is not reliable. So, if you have difficulty getting into his blog, let me know. I'll double check my memory.

With all of that, John doesn't say a word about the hole they drilled in his head last week. Janice, his wife, sent me a cute picture of him with his head partly shaved. I'd like to share it with you, but I'm saving it in case he ever blackmails me. In any case, he is recovering from a burst blood vessel on the brain. He must be doing well because  his blog makes sense, sorta.

Yesterday, I was at 3ABN being interviewed by Shelley Quinn. With me on the set was Dee Hildebrand and Judy and Clinton Bond. The three were lifestyle guests with a story to tell. Clinton came to us with bowel cancer metathesized into his lungs. When he came last October, he could barely walk from the car to the Lifestyle building. Within 18 days he was walking a mile and a half. They've kept up with the program at home, complete with fever therapy, and though the cancer is not gone, it hasn't gotten worse either. To hear them tell it, the doctors are blown away. They had given up on him totally. Even they say, "this is a God thing."

Dee Hildebrand actually works at 3ABN. She's lost 30 pounds since coming to EVI and is all excited about what the Lord has done for her. She looks great. I was scheduled to preach nine sermons at 3ABN in September this year. Unfortunately, the dates we had decided on collided with an appointment I have in Brazil. I left Dee and Shelley groaning and moaning over the fact that we must find some other date. This is the second time I fail them this way. Ugh!

The fire threatening EVI is now 75% contained. I think it is no longer any kind of threat.

Those are the three I get to play with this summer. 

Janet and Jason and family are visiting with Angie and her gang in Washington. I get to go to a wedding in Minnesota this weekend. I wish my wife was with me. But you know that with women family takes priority.

I should have gone to the wedding already, except that some representatives from some big company are on their way to scope Eden Valley. They wonder what we can do to help their work force become healthier and cost them less in insurance. (At least, that is what I think they are looking into.) I should find out shortly.

Hot More Ways than One

We are having a blast. Jason, Antionette and the kids are hear. It's a tomato feast at every meal. You'd think these Africans never saw a real tomato. Ah, but these are special. They are Eden Valley tomatoes.  Big and red and organic and yes, yummy.

The weather is sunny, hot and dry. We work and we look for some moments to play.

In the meantime, one of the worst fires ever experienced in Colorado is burning. It started relatively close to Eden Valley, but after a prayerful day, it decided to meander the other way. So far, 50,000 acres, 100 structures, and one person destroyed.

New York Adventure

I just spent six days one hour north of NewYork City. From the moment I stepped off the plane in La Guardia, and started north I was amazed. I've never seen so  much greenery anywhere. Everything north of the city is veritable jungle. I always thought that Tennessee was super green, but in my present estimation, it takes a back seat to upper New York.

Last year, you might recall, we had a seventeen year old come to EVI for treatments. He came with a bodyguard. The seventeen year old was baptized before he died and the bodyguard who had married the seventeen year old's cousin has since been going to church. He is the one who invited me to preach in NY. He also invited more than thirty of his friends and relatives. A dozen or so came to the Sabbath, 11 o'clock service. I believe more than fifty came on Sabbath.

The meetings were good (I guess) and those who started out with me attended to the end. Very interesting people. One lady was 97 years old. She was the organist. She played a little slow, but it was better than no music.

I'm home again and except for local appointments, I will not venture too far until June 26. I am to be interviewed on 3ABN again. My wife, son and his family will be home on June 4. I can't wait to see those little girls. The fun is about to begin.

I have been home only one weekend since sometime is February. I'm tired of traveling for now. It feels like I am forever putting out second rate material. I don't have time enough to really work something to a higher standard. People are gracious, but I need more time to download God's special messages to His people. I'm worried about the keynote address that is mine to deliver at the ASI Convention. There is but two months left and I haven't begun to think about it. I am also scheduled to do a series on the Holy Spirit in Spokane, WA, in August. That isn't prepared either. On the other hand, the Lord has never let me down. I've never been struck dumb, or have experienced such stage fright that I was paralyzed on stage. I assume my weariness is not wearying the Lord. Therefore, it is  up to Him to supply those needs.

It if wasn't for faith that God will see me through, I'd lose all hope of success. Life is so interesting, but way too busy. Martha, of Martha and Mary fame, was concerned with things that pass away--good things, necessary chores, a busy schedule. But Mary concerned herself with the "one thing needful." She sat at Jesus' feet and absorbed His word, that which alone will endure eternally. That's what I want, don't you?