Have you ever had your socks blown off? I did. Now, I just returned from a pastor’s conference where I heard many of today’s top leaders and authors. In fact, I intended to post about the things I learned. Their messages were beyond inspiring. I needed the input. As cool as that time was, I’m even more amazed by something else. It blew my socks off. It comes from the kindness of a dear lady who prays for me.
When I was a mere seventeen, I met Grandma Fess. Since I didn’t have grandparents nearby, she adopted me. Here’s the truly amazing part: Fess is still praying for me and my family. That’s thirty years of knee time, folks. She has an old picture we sent in a Christmas card from about a dozen years ago (yes, I owe her a new one big time).
A few lessons to be learned from Fess. As a body of believers, God gives us one another for support, encouragement, and prayer. Speaking of prayer, the prayers of the saints (especially the widows I think) are chunks of gold. Treasure them. Faithfulness is really illustrated over years and years. And, don’t think of prayer like it’s some religious thing. We enter God’s presence, worship at his feet, and he listens to our needs.
Thanks, Fess. I will get a new photo off to you soon.
Pastor Joe
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