Sunday Is Coming

Good morning from Suncape RV resort in Arizona,

It has been another great week. Our service Sunday was so moving as the Spirit of the Lord was truly present.

We, as a church body, reached out to a local church to help send their youth to camp this summer. I was told there was no way apart from God that these kids could come up with the money to go. The youth minister brought seven youth with him to be a part of our service. We, as well as the youth, were blessed. God used us to collect enough money to send all 15 of their youth to camp. Around $2500 has been given and people continue coming by, leaving money for "our kids." What a great God we serve.

Will you join me in prayer, thanking God for putting us here for such a time as this.

Thanks again for your support. Without you guys giving to our ministry, we wouldn't be able to continue the work. I also want to thank you for your emails, prayers and phone calls. They encourage us and keep us from being so home sick.

Have a great day, love you, pass it on,
Don

Giving to Others

"This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers. If anyone has material possessions and sees his brother in need but has no pity on him, how can the love of God be in him? Dear children, let us not love with words or tongue but with actions and in truth."— I John 3:16-18

A little boy was told by his doctor that he could actually save his sister's life by giving her some blood. The six-year-old girl was near death, a victim of disease from which the boy had made a marvelous recovery two years earlier. Her only chance for restoration was a blood transfusion from someone who had previously conquered the illness. Since the two children had the same rare blood type, the boy was the ideal donor.

"Johnny, would you like to give your blood for Mary?" the doctor asked. The boy hesitated. His lower lip started to tremble. Then he smiled and said, "Sure, Doc. I'll give my blood for my sister."

Soon the two children were wheeled into the operating room-Mary, pale and thin; Johnny, robust and the picture of health. Neither spoke, but when their eyes met, Johnny grinned.

As his blood siphoned into Mary's veins, one could almost see new life come into her tired body. The ordeal was almost over when Johnny's brave little voice broke the silence, "Say, Doc, when do I die?"

It was only then that the doctor realized what the moment of hesitation, the trembling of the lip, had meant earlier. Little Johnny actually thought that in giving his blood to his sister he was giving up his life! And in that brief moment, he had made his great decision!