A MISSIONARY IN THE PINEY WOODS OF GEORGIAWritten by Irvin L. Rozier
When one in U.S.A things of missionaries, we tend to think of a foreign country. My mission field is in piney woods of Georgia, where I grew up. This is "Bible Belt", so we have many churches of all denominations...but what is sad, is that many of these folks are not saved, and many in this area do not go to church. When LORD called me, he told me to go back home, I have a mission for you. During past 18 years, He has used me greatly here, witnessing to many (even some preachers, Sunday school teachers, deacons, and choir directors). I have led many to Jesus.
| | Spiritual Lesson From a Freckle-Faced Boy in a Cincinnati Red's CapWritten by Joi Sigers
I've had honor of being in many churches and therefore on receiving end of more stirring sermons than I could even begin to count. I enjoy Bible reading daily as well as a rich prayer life. However, one of most life-changing, Spiritually-enlightening moments in my life didn't even come in a church. It didn't come while on my deck, surrounded by morning glories and petunias. It came during a AAA Baseball game! God absolutely works in mysterious ways. My husband, our daughters and I were enjoying a ballgame on a warm August evening. Enjoying, because we were together, we were eating unbelievably delicious ballpark hot dogs and our team was winning. The only negative presence in our world that evening was about 4 ft. tall with tousled bangs, adorable freckles, a #4 little league jersey and an unforgettably irritating "It's-all-about-me-and-I-dare-you-to-say-it-isnt" aura. Recalling whining of this miniature Red's fan makes hairs on my neck stand at attention even today, three years later! We first became aware of him about 20 minutes before game, when he stomped over our feet while trying to get onto field. Nevermind fact that his frazzled father kept telling him "no". He wanted no part of "no" and, after all, knew more than his dad. So he ignored him and, sure enough, received a good scolding from an usher. This alone could have been a spiritual lesson. How many times do we, God's children, go about our merry little way ignoring Him and His commands, only to hit a wall of disappointment way #4 hit irritable side of an usher? Then, I wonder, do we wear same "How could that have happened to me? I didn't see that coming!" type of expression kid wore? No, I don't really wonder - I know we do!
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