From the Archivist

Dearly beloved 

This won't come out like I did it at first, last night, and for some reason did not fly the airwaves - I'm sorry for my speechlessness! 

I wanted to tell you how much we pray for each of you specifically and the unique needs for prayer in the four families, and for the sense of God holding you close, for the patience to wait on Him, and to forgive too. 

Last night's Christ in our Home devotional was on Proverbs 3 - humility was stressed, and the prayer concern was for those who are addicted. And the prayer: "Help me know that life is about you, Jesus, not me." 

Did I ever tell you about the time I met Jesus face to face? It was in 1955, at St. Olaf College, and I was at a leadership school. For some reason I volunteered to give a testimony at one evening's session. I had nothing to say. The night before, I went out walking on that beautiful campus, and there amidst some trees I saw the full form of Jesus in brilliant light. I can't remember if he said anything, but I knew it was him, as surely as Paul and Martin Luther and John Wesley did in their encounters with him. I went back to the dorm and a friend knew immediately something had happened - she said my face was shining. And the next night I had a testimony, and life has never been the same since. So that after praying prostrate on the closet floor yesterday after talking to you, Anne, I heard Jesus saying, "Okay, Marilyn, I've got you covered on this." And there is peace. I do believe God wants us to keep bombarding him with our prayers too, because he certainly speaks to that with the pesky persistent widow! 

Today we again biked to Hohokam, watched Cubs practice, and then took a long swing home stopping for lunch at Subway. By then I had picked up something so had a flat tire. Outside of Subway, after Dick had gone home to get the car, a mathe time I met Jesus face t facen was admiring the car and he also helped us find a bike repair shop. He said his daughter was engaged to one of the rookies Cubs pitchers, sixth round draft choice. Nice to get that personal touch! I'll send this now before it gets deleted! I love all your messages and am proud to be the archivist (now if I would only save mine too!) 

Love, Momba