Friday, April 28, 2006

Potential Shocker

As a student at Ambassador Baptist College, I enrolled in the evangelist program, believing that God would one day put me into that ministry. It wasn’t long before I was sitting in Bro. Ron Comfort’s Evangelist class listening to a most timely lecture. As I recall, the lecture was entitled “So You Want to Be an Evangelist.” I do not claim to have near the experience that he has, but I have learned by experience the veracity of all that he said in that class lecture(s). (I think he actually spent a couple of classes finishing that lecture.)

After months of communicating with this pastor about the needs of our trailer, we arrived to find a potentially disastrous electrical setup. The pastor had asked an RV dealer how to set things up and had been misinformed from the start. From there, someone in the church volunteered to do the electrical work and his knowledge of electricity was less than desirable, at least for the project at hand. For the neophytes of electrical science, there are some basic principles that are necessary when wiring a receptacle. First, electricity only works in a circle. There is no such thing as running a wire one way and having electricity. Even though you may see only one wire, there are actually at least two wires, one called hot and the other called neutral. Without two wires, there could be no electricity because there must be a circuit. In today’s wiring, there is usually a third wire called a ground that is present. That is why most receptacles have three “prongs”: one hot wire, one neutral, and one ground. When we arrived at this church, there was a 30-amp plug wired horrendously wrong. Instead of there being a hot, a neutral, and a ground, there were two hot’s and one neutral. The problem was that where the neutral was supposed to be, there was a hot wire, and where the ground was supposed to be, there was the normal neutral wire. In short, it could have spelled disaster for us had we just plugged in. Not long ago, I invested in a voltage meter and was able to ascertain the problem before disaster had a chance to strike our trailer. (There was a day in which I foolishly trusted any plug that was present.) We pulled in, unhooked the trailer, and headed out to Home Depot to get the parts to give us power.

It was at this juncture that things began to go wrong. Leaving a sick, feverish, teething toddler with her mother, Josiah and I found the electrical section of Home Depot. In mere seconds we had located the proper plug and gone to the wiring section to pick up another piece of wire. I wasn’t sure at this point that I would need it, but I thought that I would pick it up just in case. After calling and calling and calling over the telephone for someone to help us in the electrical section, no one ever showed up. We waited for half an hour all to no avail. By now, though the trailer was parked, we were without the most basic need of trailer life: electricity. To compound our problems a primal disease was beginning to afflict us, threatening to rob us of reason and turn us all into ravening beasts: it was the disease of hunger. Otherwise happy children would cry at the slightest hint of provocation. Otherwise patient parents felt their fuses shortening by the minute. Reason was taking flight and being replaced by omnivorous hallucinations. Suddenly my son resembled nothing so much as an Oscar Meyer hot dog. My truck magically morphed into a turkey on the table, complete with all the trimmings. I am not the most efficient electrician in the world, even when I am in a healthy frame of mind, but in my current state, the chances of getting much done quickly were about as good as my pregnant wife winning the Boston Marathon. When we returned from Home Depot, I backed the truck neatly into a parking space, only to have the guy wire of a telephone pole hook on my back bumper. I decided to pull up a bit just to better center myself in the space and the wire ripped and bent my back bumper. In spite of the current opposition, I plunged ahead with the electrical project, feeling like a horrible provider while my family sat in the dark, boiling trailer. I discovered that I did indeed need the wire that I had waited for at the store. I would now have to return all the way across town to the slow Home Depot. My wife was able to cook supper without power (no TV dinners tonight) on the gas stove and she insisted that I eat something. As I left the church parking lot, my truck resembling an insurance claim, I made my way toward the interstate that would take me across town only to find the way blocked by a train over 100 cars long, oozing along the tracks almost imperceptibly. I drove and drove, trying to get around it, but to no avail. When I finally got around the train and onto the interstate, I ended up missing my exit. After turning around, I found that Home Depot had shut off all the lights in their parking lot. I almost left without the wire when I noticed people going into the store. I went right back to the electrical department, finding no one. Finally, a woman appeared, though she did nothing for my confidence. I asked if she could get me the wire I needed, and she lamented to me, “I don’t know how to cut wire.” At that point I bit my tongue trying to resist all the chauvinist comments that came to mind, not to mention a commentary on the wisdom of allowing a woman who cannot even cut a wire to work in Home Depot. After another half an hour and two more female employees later, I finally got the wire I needed and paid for it. Of course, it was totally dark by this time and I would have to probe around in the electrical box with the minimal light of the streetlight thirty yards away. The children were both in bed by the time I returned and enlisted my wife’s help. By 11:30 pm, after arriving at 6:30 that evening, we finally had power to our trailer.

If my wife had anything to say about the curriculum of the Evangelist course at Ambassador Baptist College, she would insist that it include a course in electricity with the following inclusions: wiring a hot box, while holding a flashlight between shoulder and chin, squatting in the bushes with twigs raking your legs, the twigs providing a ready bridge for the local insect population – all in the dark. Extra credit might be doing it all in the rain. As for me, I don’t really see much hope for her as an academic dean of the program, but that does not mean that she might not have an occasional great idea.

Paul

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Fort Worth

Ministry Update

The Lord gave us a great meeting in Fort Worth. On Tuesday night there was a fourteen-year-old girl named Lacy and last night an 11-year-old boy named Elijah was saved. It was a great meeting with the Lord giving us a tremendous rapport with the pastor and the members of the church.

Our next meeting is in Amarillo TX where I will preach a very unusual schedule for a revival meeting: Saturday through Monday. From Amarillo, we will head back to North Carolina to be there, for the most part, until the baby is born.

Family Update

The family is doing well. Josiah has improved since we have been in TX. I am not sure if it is because of the change in climate, or the cold front that has moved in the last few days. Whatever the reason, I am pleased. Abigail woke up last night with a fever, but has only a runny nose and cough this morning. Pray that it doesn’t turn into an ear infection.

I took the kids outside yesterday to play for a while. I gave them squirt guns filled with water, and I blew bubbles for them to shoot. You should have seen them, running around the yard, shrieking and laughing and squirting their guns. I was thankful that I was shot only once by a stray stream of water. I nearly hyperventilated blowing a half a jar of bubbles, though!

The day before yesterday, I was taking a walk, and just as I came in sight of the trailer, a dog started growling and barking and running in circles around me. He kept snapping at me, and I thought I was going to get bitten! Then, all of a sudden, he ran across the street and threw up and began doing unspeakable things. I hurried on to the trailer, thankful to be in one piece. The last several times I have gone out, I have carried a length of dowel rod with me, lest I be attacked again. It did come in handy when another dog started to chase me. I shook it at him, and in my sternest voice said, “Stay right there!” He did, and I lost my opportunity to get a world class punt record. Oh, well. Maybe next time.

We were in the truck the other day, and Josiah was asking his interminable questions, and Paul responded to one with one of his own, “How would you like to be jack-slapped?” There was a pause, and then Josiah said, “Am I allergic to that?” We died laughing. Pray that his sense of humor won’t be totally warped!

Thursday, April 20, 2006

Shoes

Ministry Update

The Lord gave us an excellent close to the meeting in Virginia and then some exciting times of rest and relaxation for a couple of days in North Carolina. One of the highlights for me was getting an education in the woods turkey hunting – but that is another story. Today we traveled over 400 miles and are staying in the church parking lot of Bible Baptist Church just outside Tuscaloosa, Alabama, where Mark Falls is pastor. Our plan is to continue on to Fort Worth in the next two days. We will be in a four day meeting there and then go on to Amarillo.

Family Update

This has been quite a week for us. Early Monday morning, I had to go in for the three hour glucose test since I didn’t pass the one hour test that I had two weeks ago. This entailed not eating or drinking anything from midnight the day before until after noon on Monday. I was allowed to have water, but nothing else. I had to drink 12 ounces of the awfullest tasting orange sugar drink, which is bad enough by itself, but when taken on an empty stomach while pregnant, was almost more than I could handle. I thank the Lord that I only had one elevated reading, which means that I do not have gestational diabetes, but they recommended that I go on the diet anyway, since all the readings were not normal. After “donating” seven vials of blood for the testing, I was feeling rather anemic when I finally left the clinic, and my right arm was throbbing. I am glad that ordeal is over.

The children enjoyed their first Easter egg hunt on Sunday (yes, we are complete heathens). Of course, I could not use real eggs for health reasons, so plastic candy-filled eggs were our alternative. It was so much fun to watch them run around the yard finding eggs. Josiah was much faster, and if he found two eggs together, he would call out to Abigail, “Abigail, here’s your egg!” She would then run from wherever she was, calling, “Thank you! Thank you!” It was so cute!

Josiah has been having more trouble this week than he has all this year. There is something about this time of year. He has had several breathing treatments each day, but nothing serious up to this point. We would appreciate your continued prayers throughout this season, especially since our travels have coincided with spring in each area of the country we have visited for the last six weeks or so.

Josiah was talking today (as usual), and began a discourse on hot air balloons. I am not sure where he learned about them, but he is extremely interested in taking a ride in one. He said that if we got a hot air balloon, he and Daddy and Abigail could ride in it while I drive the truck. He also said that he would blow it up for the ride. He couldn’t understand why we laughed when he informed us of this plan. I will say, though, he could probably put enough hot air in it to get it off the ground! We are trying to teach him proper grammar as it comes up in conversation, but it doesn’t seem to be working. I know it is confusing for him at times. The other day, he was telling a story about a bird and said that it “flied” through the woods. “Flew,” I corrected. “Yes,” he continued. “The bird was flew-ming through the woods.” Whatever.

Abigail has learned the first line of “Happy Birthday” and will sing it several dozen times in a row before getting distracted. She has also taken to repeating the last two or three words of each sentence she hears. We were in the store the other day, and I had to get her a new pair of shoes. As I stood, looking at the meager selection, she looked up and saw a pair of shiny, purple shoes. “Ohhhh!” she breathed. “Shoes! I like shoes!” It was so funny I had to laugh. Paul groaned when I told him. I know he envisions our trailer looking like a shoe outlet as she gets older. He will get used to the idea eventually. He can at least be thankful that she doesn’t know that for every pair of shoes there is a purse and earrings to match!

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Rosedale

Ministry Update

It is always a blessing to be here at Rosedale Baptist Church. The meeting has gone well, though we have not seen anyone saved. I have been preaching three times a day since Sunday – what a blessing! The school meetings are going well, too. There was a girl today that came to one of the staff members in tears, wanting to get right with God. The school has a history of wickedness and this girl wanted to take a stand against it. Praise the Lord for what He is doing in the school. God has done a great work in the hearts of the church people from the pastor on down. Please pray for the close of the meeting tonight.

Family Update

The family is doing fine, although Abigail had a bout with the stomach flu or something twice in the past few days. She seems to be recovered now, and I am almost caught up on all the resulting laundry! Josiah is doing great, and has even been able to play outside with no ill results. He really has enjoyed the nice weather. There is a playground just outside our trailer at the RV park where we are staying this week, and the kids have had a great time just running in the fresh air. It has been especially nice for me, too because I can look out the door or the window and see what they are doing while being able to accomplish my housework at the same time.

We have had several unexpected blessings this week. One of the ladies in the church approached me and told me that she was a Mary Kay dealer (for those of you who are clueless, she sells makeup) and that if I needed anything, she would give it to me. It just so happened that I was out of several things, and the Lord provided them through this lady! Another blessing was that Paul needed some new boots. The ones he had were nearly three years old and beginning to hurt his feet, just because they were wearing so badly. I went online (another blessing is that this RV park had wireless internet access) and found a boot store less than two miles away. We drove over, and, lo and behold, they were having an Easter sale. After we found the boots he needed, we went to the counter to pay. At the counter was a wheel (sort of like the Wheel of Fortune game) with percentages marked in each slot – 10,20, & 30% off of each purchase. I spun the wheel and got a “free spin.” I spun again, and received another “free spin.” By this time, the suspense was killing me. The next spin landed on the 30% off space! We cheered and ran around the store, screaming, “We won! We won!” Just kidding! Anyway, we were excited, and it was such a blessing to get nearly a third off the price of his boots! The store manager wasn’t nearly as pleased as we were, but Paul invited him to the meeting that night. It is so neat to see the things that the Lord does for us on a daily basis. Great is His faithfulness!

Please be in prayer for my family. There is a very crucial decision that must be made in the next 24 hours, and we are praying that the right decision will be made by the individual involved. I am not at liberty to say what it is, but it is a very serious issue with long-lasting consequences, and much wisdom is needed.

Saturday, April 08, 2006

Scottsville

Ministry Update

We had a good meeting at Calvary Baptist Church in Scottsville, Virginia, with Pastor David Morris. It was a tremendous blessing to see the growth in the lives of the people during the week. Today we head to Winchester, Virginia for a four-day meeting with Pastor David Martin. It is a blessing to have less than three hours drive between meetings.

Please pray for me: I am having problems with a disc in my back. I am not sure if the technical term is herniated, slipped, or whatever. Please pray for the inflammation to go down so that I can get back to doing my normal activities.

Family Update

We have had a pretty good week. Josiah has been relatively free of breathing problems, which is an answer to prayer. Please keep praying for him during this season. He has had a great time playing with Zachary and Collin Williams this week. He even spent the night with Zachary one night, which was a first for him. As you can imagine, I am very careful about where he goes alone, mainly for health reasons. He had such a wonderful time! Josiah has discovered the gift of compliments. He says to me at almost every meal, “Mama, you are a good cooker!” Many times when we are getting ready for church, he will say, “Mama, you look pretty,” or “Mama, you smell pretty.” The other day, he was singing in the truck, and had just finished singing “Jesus Loves the Little Ones Like You, You, You”. Then he said, “Mama, I sang that for you because you are so short!” This comes from someone who only reaches my waist – or where it used to be. The other morning, he said, “Mama, your tummy is really big. Did you eat too many grits?” Paul even had the audacity to laugh. No respect.

Abigail has been increasing her vocabulary at an amazing rate. She can really communicate surprisingly well. She had a bout with the stomach flu or something this week, and woke up in the middle of the night crying. We had to bathe her and throw her bedding in the wash at 2:30 am. She seems to have recovered, and we hope that no one else comes down with it. The rest of us have already had it this year!

Pray for Paul and a quick recovery for his back. It is hard for him to wash the dishes and do the vacuuming now. Ha! (No harder than it was before, I guess!)

Sarah