Delivering Fleece Blankets / Gifts to Goodlette Arms Apartments

The Tree of Life Church partnered with Kris Murphy and Mary Reeve for an Outreach to Goodlette Arms Apartment Residents for Christmas this year.  260 fleece blankets were made by the ladies and youth of the church, along with some friends and family.  The outreach is in memory of Chelsey Murphy and Stephanie Reeve, two young girls who passed away at too early an age. In their memory, the blankets and gift baskets and a Christmas Party was given to the residents of this assisted living facility.  What a blessing it was to bless these folks and remember these two special young ladies!

Cookie Baking Servolution

On Saturday, December 11, 2010, several ladies got together and baked 90 – 100 dozen cookies to distribute to the nurses and staff at Naples Community Hospital.  Everyone pitched in with ingredients and it was a day of fellowship and fun, followed by a chance to see the smiles of the recipients and touch some hearts at the hospital.  Thank you to Melissa Parsons and Carletta Hadley for heading up this act of kindness!

Volunteer Christmas Party

On Friday, December 10, 2010, we celebrated the fantastic group of Volunteers that we serve with here at The Tree.  There were probably 80 -85 people in attendance that night, a good time was had by all.  We played a little game of getting to know each other, ate tons of grat food, listened to Christmas Carols, watched a slideshow of events throughout the year, listened to an inspirational message from Pastor Andrew and exchanged Christmas gifts through a white elephant gift exchange.  Here are some highlights from the night!

Decorating the Church for Christmas

On Saturday, Dec. 4th, several members of  The Tree got together and under the leadership of Gwen Adams, made The Tree very homie for our Home For Christmas Holiday!  Thank you Gwen and all your elves for such a great job!  Special kudos go out to Pastor Louis for the amazing fireplace he built in the lobby.  Great job!

My Cereal Tastes Yucky!

Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my thoughts. Point out anything in me that offends you, and lead me along the path of everlasting life.
Psalm 139:23, 24   (NLT)

I wrote this story a couple of years ago, I was reminded of it this week, when I cleaned out my refrigerator.

Every morning I fix the boys breakfast before they go to school.  We usually have waffles or French toast, but on Friday morning we were out of both, so I gave them cereal.  Cereal is usually the last resort, because Chase only eats half and Carson won’t take it with milk—I figure they aren’t getting much energy to start their day.  But I had forgotten to stop at the store the day before, so cereal would have to suffice.   I fixed them both their bowls and set them at their spots and went to get them up.  They are great little guys in the morning.  They jump right out of bed and head to the table to eat.  Chase sat down and starting eating his cereal, but after a couple of bites he said, “Mommy, my cereal tastes yucky!”

Oh no, I thought.  There were two containers of milk in the refrigerator, one was bad and one was good, and I must have grabbed the wrong one.  Now, I knew there was a bad one in there, but for some unknown reason, instead of pouring it out, I had simply pushed it to the back.  I guess I was busy at the moment and figured I’d dump it out a bit later.  And then, the night before, Bobby had discovered it, made mention of it, but he’d left it in there as well.  Now, I’m not sure why he mentioned it to me, and then left it in there too, but since I had done the same thing, I couldn’t really complain about him not throwing it away.  But unfortunately, when Bobby put it back in the fridge, he left the bad container in the front.  When I had stumbled to the refrigerator at 6:50 a.m., early morning isn’t my prime time, I had inadvertently grabbed the bad container of milk and poured it on Chase’s cereal.

And the poor little guy had taken a few bites of that cereal with sour milk—yuck!  What a thing to have to taste first thing in the morning.  I immediately scooped it up and made him a new one, but I felt terrible that I had accidentally given him the sour one.  Had I dumped the rotten milk out when I first noticed it, I could have saved Chase that bad experience
But isn’t that just what we do to ourselves?  We leave the bad junk inside of us, planning on getting rid of it later, because we are too busy to deal with it; only to have it resurface later and leaving us with a bad taste in our mouths?  Or we put it somewhere where we think it’s safe, no one will mess with it; but then someone or something comes along, upsets the apple cart and boom, the issue is front and center.

Got any sour milk in your life?  Maybe it’s time to dump it out.
Father, I have been the queen of hanging on, regardless of the expiration date.  Please forgive me when I hang onto the old stuff.  Help me to keep my heart and my mind fresh, Lord, so that only Your good pours out.

I Love You Jesus!
In Your Name I Pray,

God’s Blessings Upon You!

The Choices You Make Today …
Will Affect Your Tomorrow!