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A week of travels

Last Sunday evening Debra and I returned home after a great Regional Ladies Retreat sponsored by the International Women’s Ministries Department of the Church of God of Prophecy.

Tuesday and most of Wednesday was spent in meetings with pastors and other visionary leaders of our movement.

On Wednesday evening, I made the trip to Cleveland for our Administrative Committee meeting for the month of November. I am always blessed to share in the times of conducting the normal corporate board business of the general church, but also to share vision and look forward to fulfilling the core values of our movement. By way of reminder, we are committed to:

PRAYER
HARVEST (Outreach/Church Planting/Youth Harvest)
LEADERSHIP DEVELOPMENT
SPIRIT-FILLED (and directed) MINISTRY

I am looking forward to the next International Assembly (in July 2010-Greensboro, NC) where these values will be on display to our constituency.

At the end of our Thursday meeting, I made the trip to Camp Hickory Hills for the PowerHouse event scheduled for the weekend. Although I arrived late, I enjoyed the quiet and personal reflection time at the campground before the crowd began to arrive.

On Friday, Saturday and Sunday, we had an absolutely wonderful PowerHouse event. On Friday night, Pastor Steve Wilson delivered a powerful word from the Lord, followed by a great altar service. On Saturday morning, one of the “Sons of the Church of God of Prophecy” Warren Barfield delivered a great word from the Lord and ministered in song. Saturday evening, State Youth Director Tim Farmer delivered his soul in an anointed word from the Lord. Finally, on Sunday morning, International Youth Director Trevor Reid preached a powerful word on the spirit of Elijah. Although the final numbers are not yet calculated, we are sure attendance was up. Special thanks to all the people who worked on staff to make this a great event.


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