A Tribute To Zeke


December 25, 2003 – November 8, 2014

zeke 1Zeke, you’ve inspired so many stories, you deserve one more.  If feels so odd to not have you at my feet.  But you aren’t here anymore.  In fact, there is a fresh mound of dirt I can see out my window, you are there now.  What an awful day this has been, truly one of my worst.  I did not find you gone, I had to make a decision that even now, I wish I could undo.  But that is selfish on my part.  You are now at peace, I am the one suffering.  All the pain you have endured now seems to be in my heart.  Crazy, I know.  But isn’t that what love truly is, suffering the pain for another?

I love you Zeke.  From the first time I saw you.  You were eight weeks old, the runt of the litter.  We were getting a puppy for Carson and Chase, and for me.   I had experienced a year of loss; a baby born without life, a grandfather’s sad passing, an aunt who left this earth too soon.  I was tired of pain, of loss, and I wanted a new life to love.  And what better to love, to bring joy to a family then a cute little puppy.

We didn’t pick you first, we had your brother all picked out.  Then I looked over, and I saw your eyes and you tugged at my heart and I was yours.  Ten minutes later, you were in the car with us, lying between the boys, excited for your new adventure.

And since the boys were too little, 5 and 6, I was the one who took care of you.  And even though I wanted you to sleep with them, each night, I found you with me, curled up at the foot of my bed.  And I loved it.  I loved you.

zeke 2

You learned pretty quickly that the house wasn’t your toilet and down the steps you would trot, so very cute.   I think because you were so little, I tried extra hard to make you grow, and grow you did!    You ended up at 120 pounds, a far cry from the little 8 pound runt we brought home that day.

And oh how you loved to play ball.  You were born to fetch.  You would play as long as I threw the ball.  Again and again and again, I just could not wear you out, as much as I tried.  Because you were such a handful, my goodness Zeke!

You not only loved balls, but you loved shoes.  Nice leather shoes! I don’t know how many pairs you went through.  Too many before I learned to never leave my closet door open, nor leave a shoe in the living room.  And how many times I tried to hide the shoe of Bobby’s that you chewed, because I knew he would be angry with you.  I remember one time I had to go to Bible Study wearing two different shoes.  Thank you for chewing up one left one, and one right one, so I still had a pair.  Boy did the girls laugh that night.  And so did I.  Cause no matter how many shoes you destroyed, you were my boy, and I loved you.  And I always forgave you.

And you loved me.  So much!  You were so faithful to me.  You would follow me everywhere I went.  You never left my side, if I was at home.  And if I shut a door, without you with me, you would sit and bark at me until I let you in.  You loved me so much; you never wanted to share me with anyone.  If the phone rang, you would bark and bark and bark until I went outside and threw balls for you while I talked.  I never had a normal phone conversation in eleven years Zeke; they always occurred while I was sitting on the stairs, throwing balls for you.

And you would always fetch them and bring them back to me.  Always.

I remember when you were ten months old and you started getting very sick.  Nothing stayed in and you lost weight and when I took you to the vet, they discovered that you had eaten something that stuck in your intestines and was blocking you up.  And I spent $2500 getting it out of you.  And I didn’t care, I wanted you well.  And you came home and you didn’t even have your stitches out and you ran out the front door one day when Chase opened it.   And you loved running so much, you ran straight into the road and right before my eyes, a big truck hit you, square in the head.  And you did flip flops and then you jumped up and ran to the house.  And the guy in the truck cursed me out for letting you run free.  He didn’t know you had a mind of your own.  And I thought you were dead, but you weren’t.  It was late and I knew either you would live or not, so I sat with you all night, praying for God to save you, and He did.  And in the morning, I took you to the vet, he pumped you full of medicine and two days later, you were playing fetch with me.  Nothing could not keep you down.

Dogs are not to eat chocolate, it is dangerous, but you didn’t know that.  You ate so many of my chocolate cakes.  I lost count.  You loved chocolate as much as I did!  And it never fazed you.  Nothing stopped you.  You ate so many sandwiches, loaves of bread, cookies.  All I had to do was look out the window, and I would see the wrapper or the container in the yard where you would take your booty to enjoy!  Ah Zeke, I just couldn’t ever get upset, not truly upset with you.  No matter what food you would eat.  I just learned to not leave things out.  But just last week you found that stick of butter, and it was yours!

I don’t know how many times we would come home and the trash can would be all over the kitchen.  So we would put it on the counter, but then you figured out a way to get it down from there.  So then Bobby began the battle of the trash can with you.  And boy, was that something.  He tried everything, and you would always get to that can.  Carpet nails on the lid, strong spring action lid, Tobasco on the wood, nothing deterred you.  You were like Houdini, but instead of breaking out, you always broke in.  And trash would end up all over the floor.

But I never hit you, I never got angry.  Oh, I would yell at you.  And you were always sorry.  You always had that look on your face when you knew you did wrong.  You always knew, yet you continued … sounds like me Zeke.  Sounds like a lot of people I know.  We know we should stop, we are sorry when we get caught, but let me just do it one more time.  Your one more time was always innocent; unfortunately, sometimes our one more time ends in a lot worse scenario then trash on the kitchen floor.

We spent a lot of time at the vet, you and I.  I remember the time the boys were practicing casting their fishing lines in the driveway, and then Carson took them into Bobby’s shop to untangle them.  And I thought it would be a great family bonding time, so I brought you down too and in about a minute you had that fish hook caught in your tongue.  And then what a mess!   Me lying on top of you, holding your mouth open while Carson tried to pull it out.   And you trying not to bite me, and blood everywhere and Chase crying, oh what a disaster Bobby came home to that day.  And he couldn’t retrieve it either and off to the vet you went, once again.

And then it was time for you to be neutered and the first night home you chewed up all your stitches and what a mess I woke up to that morning.  Oh man and back to the vet we went and you had to wear that silly lampshade for a week until you healed.

Ahhhhh Zeke … you just constantly got into trouble.  Yet, your heart was so pure. So full of love.  We are so much alike, you and I.

I remember one night we came home and you were nowhere to be found, someone had left the gate opened and you wandered off.  I still remember the panic in my heart of looking for you, and the boys praying for your safe return and then when you were found, Carson saying, ‘See Mommy, God knew where Zeke was.’  Oh the lessons Zeke.

chase and zeke

And you loved to go on walks, and at first you would drag me to the canal and back, but eventually you learned how to stay with me and you loved those nightly walks.  How many nights … oh my, who will walk with me now?

And the night the pit bull came running out of that house at us, and me so scared you would get hurt protecting me.  Thank you Zeke for wanting to protect me.

And you learned to listen and obey so well, yes you did, that I didn’t need a leash any longer, you would walk with me.  I loved that you listened to me, that you obeyed me.  Just one word from me and you would come right back, never wandering off the sidewalk, always with me.  I know that is how God feels when I listen to Him.  When I obey, the first time.

I remember the night you started having seizures.  It was one of Carson’s Epic Birthday Parties, when he and his friends would play their version of hide and seek, in the dark, Manhunt.  And one of the boys kicked you in the head accidentally, and the next thing we knew, you were down and shaking and we thought you were dying and we didn’t know what to do.  And Bobby gave you CPR and I sat by you and cried and prayed for God to help you.  And He did.  And then the seizures came more frequently and it would take twenty, thirty, sometimes sixty minutes until, you were okay.

And I tried to give you medicine, but you didn’t like it and it made you sleepy and so we just asked God to heal you.  He didn’t take away the seizures completely, but you always got through them and they were further and further apart.  God answers our prayers in so many different ways, doesn’t he?  We always want instant healing, but Zeke, you were happy for the moment.  As soon as that seizure would pass, your tail would wag and up you’d go and back at it

And every single night, you would greet me at the door, so happy that I was home. And you would bark and bark and bark until we played.  Oh how you loved to play.

And no one could track a ball in the dark like you.  After all, you are a lab and labs retrieve.  And I would be in awe of watching you find a ball in the dark.  You would run a pattern until you found that ball. You would never give up. Sometimes it took you awhile; I’d even give up and go in the house.  But not you, you never came in until you found that ball.  What a lesson in perseverance.  You just didn’t give up.

And you didn’t give up on life … even with a skin infection that caused you so much pain; you would bite your legs until they were blood. You would scratch yourself raw, over and over.  And I would try this ointment and I would try that shampoo, and I would google and I would research and we would go to the vet, and nothing would help.  Or it would help for a bit, but then the infection would be back again. You were on antibiotics a very long time, hoping that maybe just maybe this batch would be it.  And as miserable as I know you were, you just didn’t complain.  You loved life, you loved food, and you loved Jack Jack.  And you loved me.

Zeke would still be here, fighting through the infection that would even run out his eyes, but his hips went on him.  A few weeks ago, he woke me up, barking.  When I went to find him, he was at the foot of the stairs, nothing was stopping him from coming up, but he couldn’t do it.  And I knew he was hurting.  If that big ole stinky dog couldn’t come up the steps to be with me, something was drastically wrong.

So, I made him a bed and brought him water, but he wasn’t happy.  And he would try and try and try and some days he made it up and some days he didn’t.  And Bobby tried to help him, but he was just too heavy.  And I knew, I had a decision to make.  Zeke had been miserable for a long time.  I would hear him night after night, long after everyone was asleep, biting and chewing and getting up and getting down and going in and going out.  He was trying to find peace.

Today, he found it.

I really don’t know if dogs go to heaven.  I was asking God that today, because I really want Zeke to be happy.  He deserves it.  Zeke and God have taught me so many lessons about love.  About unconditional love.  How to receive it.  How to give it.
Thank you Zeke for the lessons … thank you for the love.


The Day Before

bold faithTomorrow I will head to Puerto Plata, Dominican Republic with a mission team from The Tree.  Six of us will fly out from Miami.  But it won’t just be us ministering next week, this is actually an International Mission Team, as we have a team of six ladies meeting us from Costa Rica and one from Honduras.  All joined together by One Spirit, to be a witness for Jesus – to share His amazing love!

I always love the anticipation of what is ahead, because I know God has already gone ahead of us, preparing the way!  The fact that there are women from three countries headed to a fourth makes me shake my head in awe at what God has prepared.

I really don’t know the details of our schedule, except that we will be ministering in churches each night, and outreach programs; orphanages, jails, nursing homes, hospitals, during the day.  On Friday night and Saturday, we will host a 2 day conference for the women, an opportunity to give some teaching on the love of Jesus and how to walk in what He died to give us.

There will be tears and laughter, joy and sadness, friendships renewed and new ones forged.  There will be late nights and early mornings, little sleep and lots of coffee, and chocolate.  There will be hearts turned to God and lives changed by Him.

Our theme is BOLD FAITH, we are stepping out and allowing God to do with and through us as He wills, His way.

Our scripture is:   Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your pathsstraight. (Proverbs 3:5,6)

We are trusting, we are acknowledging and we will walk through a path that He has straightened.

In Jesus Name!

Day 7 – Costa Rica Journal – Heading Home

Day 7 - 1Monday morning was time to pack up and head home, always a bittersweet moment. Of course we want to go home to our families, but we have found a new family here and we are sad to say good-bye.

day 7 - 2Selene and Serene came to see us off and we spent some time in prayer with her. Such a special friend with such a heart for the Lord and such great love for us!

day 7 - 4Michelle and Sarah were two of our translators and they would be greatly missed by us. Michelle lives in Puntarenas, Sarah in Honduras. Separate worlds from us, yet we know we will be with them again, and that our hearts are connected forever!

day 7 - 3Hannia and Maria were our cooks for the week. They took such good care of us, cooking us such wonderful meals. Always there by the crack of dawn and staying till all were fed at night. I had a lot of trouble with my stomach, and Hannia brought special herbs and made me a tea that kept me going when I wasn’t feeling so well.

day 7 - 5Good-byes are never easy. We had really connected with our new friends and with each other and it was difficult to say good-bye. A lot of love had been shared this week and love always connects hearts. And when hearts are separated, it hurts.

day 7 - 7We all piled into the bus and headed to the airport. A lot of reflection was going on as we pulled away from Casa San Francisco, our home away from home the past week. Everyone was lost in their own thoughts. I can’t profess to know the thoughts of the other team members, but my mind was reliving the week I had just experienced and thanking God for allowing me to be a part of such an awesome adventure. To be able to bring His extreme love to the people of Puntarenas and Miramar, Costa Rica had most certainly been an awesome privilege!

day 7 - 9More good-byes at the airport. The beginning of the trip with all the welcomes and greetings and connections, the ending of the trip with hugs and tears. Interesting … but the nature of the journey. It hurts to leave people you love.

day 7 - 10Navigating through the airport at San Jose was no issue. We paid our exit fees, checked our luggage, passed through customs and found our gate with no hiccups. We watched a man roll cigars in the airport and another painting a beautiful picture.

day 7 13We landed in Miami and made our way through customs. As we entered the airport, we came across this sign that shared our focus for the week, All You Need Is Love.

Thank You JESUS!

Day Six – Costa Rica Journal – Babies and Birthdays

Day 6 - 1On Sunday morning, we had breakfast and then headed off to Pastor Octavia’s church for Sunday service. We were going to be guests this morning and everyone was ready for a little break, I believe. Serving the Lord on these mission trips is awesome, but it is not for the weak at heart or body.

Day 6 - 2Selene and Serene met us at the church, it was Serene’s dedication day and we were all excited to be a part of such a special event. The kids at the church were also putting on a special dance presentation for us and we were eager to spend the morning with our special friends. It will never cease to amaze me, the special connection of love we felt with our friends here. We loved them and they loved us. Even though we could not communicate through words with most of them, God’s language of love is universal.

day 6-4We so enjoyed the spirit of the kids during the dance time. They did two numbers for us and none of us had a dry eye when they finished. The depth of God’s love they were able to express during their worship was overwhelming to us. So very special and such a blessing to each one of us.

After church, we headed off to purchase souvenirs. We didn’t have the opportunity to do any shopping during the week, and we enjoyed seeing the local crafts. T-shirts and handcrafted jewelry are always a hit when we head home!

Deanna found a really neat hat and was happy to model it for us. She looked so cute!

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day 6 - 7We then headed to Pastor Martin and Pastora Sonia’s home for lunch. It was Pastor Martin’s birthday and we were eager to join in the celebration. We headed up the mountain, once more to Miramar. What a special place this tiny mountain village had become to us!

day 6 - 9Pastor Martin and Pastora Sonia had a beautiful home, on the side of the mountain, and we were all enjoyed their hospitality. We loved our time serving the people of Costa Rica, we enjoyed every minute of it, but I have to confess, it was so enjoyable to sit on their deck and just enjoy the food and the company.
We were served ceviche and tostones and homemade pizza and we were honored to be enjoying the day with our special friends.

Day 6 -10After lunch, the keyboard came out and Pastor Wilmer and Ruth began blessing us with worship. It was such an amazing time of ministry. All week we had been ministering to others, now the Holy Spirit was ministering with us. Each one of us had our own personal time with the Spirit and it was so very special. Sometimes we think we have to be in a church to experience God, but that afternoon on the mountain showed each one of us that when we seek him, we will find him, no matter where we are.

day 6 -11Pastor Martin really touched my heart on this special day. He shared with our team that he didn’t really have a good impressions of Americans, most of the ones he had met were not really people that he wanted to associate with. But he saw something different in our team, he saw love being lived out and our group gave him a different perspective of how Americans could be. I was so thankful for God that we were able to live out life, His way and be a living testament of His love! Thank you Jesus!!

Day Five – Costa Rica Journal – Believe and Recieve

day 5 - 1Saturday was Day Two of the Women’s Conference. We had such a great turnout and response the night before; everyone was excited to see what this day would bring! We were at the church by 9:00 am and the worship was in full swing. It was amazing how quickly of the presence of the Lord was felt. Very early in the worship they stopped for a time of prayer ministry and it was special to start the morning praying for hearts to be touched by His Spirit!

It was a wonderful morning, connecting with our new friends and allowing the spirit to move and touch. Such a special time. Starting the morning with such a strong move of the spirit was truly awesome. We all were enjoying our time, ministering, dancing and allowing The Lord to flow in us and through us!

day 5-3There was a time for testimonies and many women from the conference shared the touch of the Lord in their lives. Shirley and Deanna each shared a blessing and it was a very special time for all! I was so enjoying all my new friends!

day 5 - 5Gaby and I shared a Word that morning, Believe and Receive. John 10:10 tells us, “The enemy comes to kill, steal and destroy, but I, Jesus came to bring you life, in abundance to the full!” We are promised an abundant life, not only for eternity, but in the here and now, but many believers don’t actually live the life that Jesus died for them to experience. My message shared thoughts on how to live that life today. The main point was that we had to make a commitment, to four areas to achieve this; Commitment to Change, Commitment to Concede, Commitment to Community and Commitment to Christ. We shared stories from the Word and from my life to confirm this concept and the women seemed to believe and receive. It was truly a special time!

day 5 - 6We took a break about halfway through and the dance team from the church gave an amazing performance of “Oh How He Loves Us”. We were all in tears! The worship of these dancers was truly breathtaking. Each move ushering in the move of The Spirit.

We really enjoyed giving this Word, it was a message that everyone could understand and relate to. A hands on approach to walk out this journey with Jesus; action steps to bring about positive change.

day 5-7We had an interesting moment during this time, I had been bombarded with bugs all week and was beginning to become a bit paranoid. During the word, I thought I saw Gaby looking at one, at the same time, as I moved my head, my hair brushed my face and I totally freaked out. We laughed and laughed, it was a nice break in between a serious moment and showed the group that everyone has issues, big or small, God cares about them all. I rebuked the bugs, in the name of JESUS and we went on with our time of ministry. At the end of the ministry time, after all the praying was finished, Pastora Sonia’s sister, Vera, called all the women forward and we encircled them with prayer. What a powerful time with the spirit. I think everyone in that place was in tears; all so touched by His Spirit.

day 5-10After this, there was a special time of love; gifts and kind words were shared, extreme love shown to us by our hosts.
We were then treated to a wonderful lunch and we all enjoyed our time of relaxation and fellowship. It was a wonderful feeling, knowing we had finished this part of our mission and God had used each one of us to touch many hearts. We came to this place to share His Extreme Love and everyone gave all they had, plus!

We headed home and took a break before heading back out that evening. I think we all needed a little rest. Doing The Lord’s work is very rewarding, but we always appreciated the hour or two of break time to recharge.

We were going back to Pastor Octavia’s church and I was excited to see Daniel. Daniel was one of our translators from my previous visit and I had not had the opportunity to see him yet, but he was coming to church that night and I was so glad that we would get to connect.

It was so good to see him, but I cannot believe I did not get a picture. What is wrong with me? I thought I would see him again, but as it turned out, this was our only opportunity. I guess the lesson here is, don’t put off till tomorrow, what you can do today.

day 5-13The spirit in the church was moving and everyone was festive and enjoying themselves. It’s amazing how quickly we got revived; the previous weariness of the day gone and a fresh battery with each new venue.

day 5-14Gaby and I gave another Word, this time from Psalm 1:1-3, Do You Want To Prosper? Blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked, or stand in the way of sinners, or sit in the seat of mockers. But his delight is in the Lord, and on his law he meditates day and night. He is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither. Whatever he does prospers.

day 5-15It was special to give this word of encouragement to our new friends. This was our second visit to this church and already we felt at home; we were home. After the message and ministry time, we prayed an blessing over the pastor and his wife and then they blessed me with gifts and a special priestly blessing from Numbers 6:24-26: The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face shine upon you and be gracious to you; the Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace.
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Day Four – Costa Rica Journal – Making A Difference

hospital cr blanketsOn Friday morning, we headed off to the hospital, to pray for the sick. Our first stop was the Administration office, where we spent some time with the women in charge of Patient Administration. The hospital was in total disarray, due to a 7.6 magnitude earthquake on September 8, 2012. Ten stories of the hospital, in one area, were damaged, and they were still trying to pull themselves out of this tragedy and move forward, but as a result, patients were being treated in many outsourced areas and it was quite difficult for the staff during this time.

She shared her testimony of the day of the earthquake, while watching beams falling and believing that she would die in the chaos. Her testimony touched us all and we spent some time praying for her, asking God to give her strength for the task before her and blessed her with many fleece blankets that we had brought with us.

hospital cr 2We then moved to a men’s ward and we broke into groups, to pray for these men and share the love of Jesus with them. They were very receptive of our prayers and it was good to know that we were bringing a light of hope in their otherwise dark day. There were no private rooms, it was six to eight men in a room, with all sorts of ailments, but God knew what each needed and we moved from man to man, room to room, sharing His healing touch!

We then moved to the children’s ward for an opportunity to pray for the kids, to touch their little lives. There is something about a sick child that touches a mama’s heart and I have to say, this part of the mission is always the most challenging, but also the most rewarding. With great challenges come great opportunity, and we were about to have opportunity to bless parents and children alike.

One of the girls did face painting for some of the kids who were less serious, anything to take their minds off of their circumstances the kids who were less serious, anything to take their minds off of their circumstances. We had beanie babies for the kids, something that they could play with, love on, while they were sick; having a friend to love always makes things better!

hospital cr 4One little boy really touched my heart. He had gotten into some sort of poison and was in an induced coma while they were working to remove the poison from his system. What a special little angel. I am believing that God healed Josue that day, that His healing hand touched that little boy and made him well!

After the hospital, we headed back to the house for lunch. Again, our hearts were touched by what God has allowed us to see. We really don’t know the result of our prayers, but we believed that God heard our requests and physical bodies were healed, in the name of JESUS!

poor section 3After lunch, we headed out to another outreach, to a less fortunate section of town to bless the children in this community. We had lots of toys, candy and gifts and everyone was eager to once again, share God’s Extreme Love. It’s amazing, that when you are willing the opportunities arise. We had brought four suitcases full of gifts for the men, women and children of this community, everything donated with love. Being able to bless so many was a blessing in itself!

Everyone piled into the little church building and a good time was had by all! There must have been about 75 kids, all under the age of seven. This scripture surely did fit this event, The King will reply, “Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.” (Matthew 25:40) Unconditional love, pure and simple!

pool 1This little church was so hot inside that everyone was wringing wet by the time we left, so immediately upon return to the house, many team members jumped into the pool to cool off. It was so special the bond the team was forming, there is something extraordinary about sharing Extreme Love on another level, a connection that is unbreakable, and this team experienced that, so very special!

The Women’s Conference was Friday evening and everyone was excited to see yet what God had in store for us all. It seemed like the blessings just never stopped and they didn’t. And just when we thought it couldn’t get any better, it did. God is so amazing … so very amazing!

pastor Martin and Pastora SoniaThe Conference was held at Lily of the Valley Church, in Miramar, Costa Rica with Pastor Martin and Pastora Sonia. Such a beautiful church, such a wonderful presence of the Spirit here. We could not have asked for a better place to minister His Word! As we entered the church, the music was in full swing and the seats were filled with hearts searching for a touch from The Lord! The air of anticipation of what was to come was strong, we could all feel the presence of The Lord in this place!

The theme song for the week was, Como Dijiste, and once we found out the meaning of the words, we realized that God truly was pouring out his spirit upon us! The chorus says, “So won’t you come, come like you promised. Pour out your spirit. Pour out your spirit.” A simple prayer, a mighty response! His Spirit was touching hearts all over the place that night. There was probably between 800 – 1000 women there that evening, and I was overwhelmed and humbled by the move of The Lord in all the hearts. Truly amazing – truly awesome! Such an amazing time in His presence!

So thankful for this Godly couple whose hearts are so pure and who allow the Spirit to move freely in their midst. I had been at this church on my visit to Costa Rica two years ago, but they were out of town that weekend, and I had not met them. I truly loved their hearts, their family, and their church. If I were to ever find myself residing in Costa Rica, this church would be my home!

conference 3The dancing at the church was breathtaking, and tonight we watched in awe as the women gave honor to Their King. I know this type of dance isn’t that common in the US, and for that I am sorry. It is so worshipful to watch, to be a part of. The faces of the dancers were that of pure love, just so very special!

women's conference CR - 3Gaby and I gave a message that night on how much Jesus loves us, that nothing can ever separate us from His great love. I shared my testimony, how I had spent 40 years of my life running from God, but he never gave up on me. And that the plans he had for me were for good and not for evil, to give me hope and a future. Without him, I felt pretty hopeless, I was an empty shell, but after I let Jesus into my life, everything changed; the bad was turned to His good! And that is the plan He has for you as well! He wants to turn your bad into HIS GOOD!

praying at conference 3The ministry after the message was such a sweet time, it was evident that the Spirit was touching hearts. There is nothing better than to see God working on hearts and having the opportunity to pray for healing and hope. All the girls were ministering in prayer and it was truly something special. There was fruit being produced from all the work that had gone into this night, and that had been my prayer for the past six months, for hearts to be touched by Him! Thank you Jesus!

joyce and gaby conference fridayWe were so thankful that the work that God began in us was used for His Glory!

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