Friday, December 28, 2012

Christmas Blessings...


A husband who loves the Lord and His Word...
Cook-outs with the church...
Sisterhood...


Packages arriving... Home made Christmas gifts...

Time with Aunt Rachel...

Our own private beach...
Off-Road Adventures...
 
Family...Close...
Serving the Lord together...
Children hiding God's Word in their hearts...
Seasonal drinks...
Stuffing Stockings...
Christmas dinner on the porch...
Remembering His past promises fulfilled...Looking forward with HOPE to His future promises...

Monday, December 17, 2012

Celebrating New Life at Christmas


 

My family has lots of "Alberts."   Mostly they don't have middle names either.  My brother is Albert the IV,  my Dad, Albert the III and so it goes. 

Albert III was saved as a young teen at a VBS program.  His home was an Army home, half Baptist, half Catholic.  When my dad was about 18 his faith became more important to him and he began to pray for the salvation of his other family members.  He had the opportunity to lead his youngest sister to the Lord.  My parents married and began serving the Lord in home missions.  As a child I remember we were always the "different" ones in the family.  The ones who went to church all the time...  But  my parents always showed great love, respect and concern for my grandparents.  As the years passed, my parents no longer seemed different in a strange way but in a special way  as they loved unselfishly, unconditionally. 
My Aunt who was led to the Lord by my dad continued to live near my grandparents and continued attending a small Baptist church nearby.  About 3 years ago my grandparents started attending church with my Aunt.  Time was passing and health was weakening and of course our own mortality begins to confront us.  Under the good preaching at church my grandparents were hearing of forgiveness of sin, salvation by no merit of their own and new life in Christ.

About a week ago, my grandpa asked the pastor to come and visit and the pastor took him through the Romans Road.  When they got to the verse that shares who ever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved, my Grandpa said, "Well, we better get to calling!"  And so he did and was saved.

My dad prayed for 42 years for the Salvation of his father.  Next Sunday my Dad will have the privilege of baptizing his father.  How incredible that my 80 year old Grandpa wants to publicly proclaim that he belongs to Jesus Christ!

Christmas is the celebration of Christ's birth.  God come down, taking on human flesh so he could walk among us, DIE and then be resurrected.   He did all of this out of a love for us.  To know us intimately.  To take away the sin that separates us. 

I am SO thankful that I can celebrate the New Life of my grandpa this Christmas!