I love harvest time in the country. The excitement of seeing the long-awaited grain entering the large bins and being carried from fields to elevators for eventual sale is exhilarating to see. This fall has been a bit of a harvest time for our family. We have been in meetings every week for over a month now, and we look forward for that to continue into the Christmas season.
The busyness has also meant that I have not given an update as I should have. There is much to catch up on.
This is our fall to be in the Inter-mountain West. We started in Minnesota, and have been as far west as Idaho with meetings in South Dakota, Wyoming, and Montana along the way. We still have meetings in South Dakota and Colorado before heading east again to Michigan and Indiana. After Thanksgiving, we board a plane for Italy and preach a meeting there before returning to the US, preaching in Virginia and then returning home for Christmas.
God has enabled us to see many decisions, including salvations, as we labor in churches this fall. It has been wonderful to see His hand at work as we minister for Him.
So much has changed about our ministry over the years. This is the last year in which we will have anyone traveling with us. There was day not so long ago when the Crow family piled out of the truck like clowns out of a Volkswagen. Now, there are a grand total of 3 of us. Daniel is on track to finish school by December, after which he will stay in Mississippi and work to save up money for college. Josiah is out of the house now, Esther is at home serving in our local church, and Abigail is finishing her senior year of college at Ambassador.
One of the major changes is that our special music is not what it once was. We used to have so many parts in special music. Now, we are down to two. This week, we are in Eastern North Carolina, having flown here for the week. Because of the cost of tickets, Sarah and I are the only ones to be on this trip, Daniel having stayed behind in Idaho with the trailer. We are doing specials every night. The meaning is that some nights people are subjected to my voice as a soloist, for better or for worse.
Through it all, the Lord has been faithful. He continues to direct us, give us opportunities to minister, and save souls through our means. Our only regret is that we do not have more to give Him.
