For any who are not aware, My husband is a preacher. Not an educated, ordained preacher, but a Spiritual man of God. He was a good man before he was called upon by God to do this work. And I loved him long before the call. But I have watched him grow, and we have grown together. Our children were very opposed to him being a preacher at first. They told him to make God take it back.
Last night he preached a sermon at Olive Hill Missionary Baptist Church, one of our Sister Churches. He is always a little nervous. And usually pretty much short and simply spoken. But very much to the point in his sermons. Last nights sermon was memorable. He read about a man who was under satan's spell in every way this world could put him there, yet he remained faithful to God. He was tried to the highest degrees, and remained steadfast. Was a very nice sermon he delivered. And as always I was proud of the stand he'd made. But just before he finished, he started jumping as if there were mud puddles all around him. And he said that when the kids were little, I let them jump in puddles, and I even jumped with them, while he fussed at us for doing so. Sometimes it would splash up on him and make him a little mad at us. Then he jumped another time or two and said, he wanted to jump into the puddles of the holy spirit and splash the feelings that come with that all over everyone there. Everyone should feel the love, and devotion, and safe feelings that God delivers through his spirit. He jumped another time or two. And talked about when he got saved he felt that feeling from his head to his toes. He didn't say Job jumped in mud puddles, but I imagine he felt bathed in the love of God and in the comforting arms of a savior who would die for him. How else could you explain the faith Job had throughout his ordeal?
I am so proud of my husband. I know he is mine and I am his. And I know we were meant to be, by a power and authority capible of salvation, love, forgiveness, and all while lookin upon our sinful, worldly ways, and saying "I forgive you my child"
GOD IS SO GOOD TO ME!
Tho I am not always so good to him, he remains the greatest portion in my life!
God Bless you all, and if you do not know his love and salvation, May you feel the lead to get to know him.
Angela