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This last week saw a busy, but productive week in the lives of those around the state office. During the week, we finally got our internet issues solved with the replacement of equipment. Hopefully, before the end of the month, we will be completely at 100%.

Yesterday, Debra and I made the trip to Bunker Hill, Indiana which is about an hour north of Indianapolis. We came up so that I could officiate the wedding of my youngest niece, Geneva today (Saturday). Many of you would probably know Ginny you saw her (I will try to put up a picture or two tomorrow or the next day) since she is active in youth conferences.

Ginny's mother is my younger sister. My sister Mary and her husband Bishop Victor Pearson are pastors at the Kokomo, Indiana Church of God of Prophecy. The groom, Eric Barker is the son of Rich and Kathy Barker, pastors at the Sheridan, Indiana Church of God of Prophecy.

As I said the wedding is today at 2:30 p.m., and almost immediately after the ceremony, we will be on our way back to the great State of Tennessee, hoping to get in there late tonight (about 500 miles).

While on the subject of last week, I've heard great reports from some of our hard working pastors about baptisms and new members joining our churches. We can have 10,000 members by 2010, and I am anxious to the Lord bring it all about! God bless

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