Although I've heard Bro. Webster's testimony before, I never cease to be amazed by it or to feel chills when he's telling it. The final straw being a plane crash that he almost didn't survive. Being unconscious and waking up surrounded by fog in front and flames behind. He really thought that he was in Hell! He knew where he was going if he had died that night and it definitely wasn't Heaven. We're so thankful that God spared Bro. Webster that night and thankful that, although we don't have the same kind of experience that brought us to get saved, we do have a salvation testimony that God can use. The story of a changed life and one that we just want to spend serving and loving Him! There's a song that the quartet sings called, "Give me souls lest I die" and it's about wanting people to be saved so badly that you feel like you will die if someone doesn't get saved. More and more lately I've had this feeling growing. A yearning to see someone saved. It seems to grow stronger and it's almost overwhelming at times. It reminds me of the verse about those that weep for the lost and just having such an overwhelming love for others. I can't even imagine how God feels looking down at all these people that He's created and seeing them reject Him and deny His very existence. How He must long for those people to repent and come to Him. To talk to Him and love Him, which is what He created us for in the first place. Many of us enjoy the beauty of His Creation, but never give Him the credit for it. Many of us take for granted the very air we breathe. If not for God, we wouldn't exist and yet... I feel like I'm bursting this morning. The song, "Oh I want to see Him, look upon His face, there to sing forever of His saving grace." He's such an amazing God and I owe Him everything.
The attendance has grown a bit each night and last night there were 6 that hadn't come before. There were some missing from the night before and some that came back. The weather was kind of sunny, with wind blowing through the tent. I have to admit there was some sadness as I watched my friend Karyn drive away. It's like she's become a sister or something. She is my sister in Christ, but even Scott said, "It's like she's family." She came with a gift of cookies, blessed us with music and encouragement and left behind a family that will miss her quite a lot(ours:). As soon as I find the camera I'll try to get a good picture of the girls with their little tea cups. Elyssia was very excited about hers.
So, we start another day! Last night ended about 11 and this one started at 6. We had a turkey to get in the oven for the noon meal. We'll have quite the crowd this afternoon-14, plus any extra they find along the way:) That's not very many for some of you, but the Lord is giving me practice cooking for more and more lately. The secret ingredient is praying as you make it and put it in the oven. Asking the Lord to help it to turn out well and for people to enjoy it. I learned that from my mom and it's worked every time:). The sun is shining bright and I have a feeling it's going to be another wonderful day!