The Lord Showed up

As I write, it is about 20 minutes after midnight (Sunday Night/Monday Morning) and though physically tired, I had to share with you about today's services.

This morning, Debra and I were at the Peerless Road Church, where I preached in the AM service. The choir did a magnificent job of leading us into worhip, and at the conclusion of the message, the Lord showed up in a special way.

What a wonderful refreshing we experienced as the Spirit of the Lord moved on people in the altar service, and as many danced in the Presence of the Lord. Thank God for His wonderful presence.

We left Cleveland in the afternoon, and visited with an old friend who is in desperate physical need (a man we pastored years ago). We prayed with him before leaving and left being thankful for the grace of the Lord.

This evening, we gathered for our District Leadership Meeting in the plateau region. Dr. Freddie Harding did an excellent job moderating, and the worship was again powerful. There were so many people at the Pine Grove church for the meeting (well above 300) that chairs had to be set out in the aisles, and at one point the pastors in the area had to move to the choir loft with the musicians to make room! God is Good!

We are so blessed to minister to the wonderful people of Tennessee, and we sense a stirring in the hearts of God's people.

Tomorrow morning, I will be attending the First Assembly Anniversary Service at the First Assembly House, followed by lunch at the Fields of the Wood near Murphy, North Carolina.

Again, though physically worn out, the something still turning on the inside that I recognize as the Presence of God. God bless is our prayer.

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