A Real Breakfast!

What a morning we had out on the deck overlooking a fog covered lake. The first really brisk morning. Thirty-Nine degrees, a lot of moisture on tables and in chairs. A fire-pit to warm your backside and some of the best friends anyone could ever hope for.

Next time - be there! You will be blessed!

Inspiration...

Inspiration... it comes in all forms. To watch something spectacular and to be caught up in the moment. To enjoy the beauty of a sunrise or the sound of rain. To watch someone perform a craft with so little effort and to realize the expertise that the "simple task" requires. What could possibly be more inspiring than to celebrate a championship?

I have been inspired to do many things in my life and can say that several of those things I would never have tried had I not seen or been prompted to by someone who already does it well. That is the case with this blog. For the past several months, I have been reading and keeping up with a blog written by my daughter in law. Kerbi is a "master blogger". It's something she really enjoys.

There are other things that Kerbi enjoys. She is a marvelous cook. One of the reasons I keep up with her blog is that she post some of these recipes and takes pictures of them... They all look so good. I especially like the little caption in the corner of the photo... "Kerbi's Kitchen". Kerbi also shares her insight on her life with my son - another guy I'm particularly fond of and another proud Ranger fan.

I am also inspired by those who return from Quest and Heart Quest, their stories of how Father has impacted their lives - a night-and-day difference! If you need a little inspiration today, dwell on this passage in 1 Peter 2:1-10:

So clean house! Make a clean sweep of malice and pretense, envy and hurtful talk. You've had a taste of God. Now, like infants at the breast, drink deep of God's pure kindness. Then you'll grow up mature and whole in God.

Welcome to the living Stone, the source of life. The workmen took one look and threw it out; God set it in the place of honor. Present yourselves as building stones for the construction of a sanctuary vibrant with life, in which you'll serve as holy priests offering Christ-approved lives up to God. The Scriptures provide precedent:

Look! I'm setting a stone in Zion,
a cornerstone in the place of honor.
Whoever trusts in this stone as a foundation
will never have cause to regret it.

To you who trust him, he's a Stone to be proud of, but to those who refuse to trust him,

The stone the workmen threw out
is now the chief foundation stone.

For the untrusting it's
.. . a stone to trip over,
a boulder blocking the way.

They trip and fall because they refuse to obey, just as predicted.

But you are the ones chosen by God, chosen for the high calling of priestly work, chosen to be a holy people, God's instruments to do his work and speak out for him, to tell others of the night-and-day difference he made for you—from nothing to something, from rejected to accepted.

I am blessed beyond measure with family and friends. Father has placed inspiration all around me. May I never take that for granted.

Come and see...

"Well" Wishers

Five times - count them! Five times these men have come to my door and uttered these words - "I divorce you, I divorce you, I divorce you". So, I am here simply to set the record straight! First of all, I am not a prostitute. I've tried - I really have. Let's also understand that most of these guys have not been prize winners themselves! So, I know you're asking. If you are not a prostitute, why are you living with guy number 6? The answer to that is very simple - I like to eat. I like to sleep with a roof over my head. I have learned to endure a lot but I really have no desire to sit at the gates and beg for food or sleep under a tree somewhere.

I am what you call an "Outcast". Do you know what it's like being an outcast? Well try this one. I'm an outcast from a society of outcasts. I am a Samaritan. I am a woman. Can't get much lower on the pole than that one. It has gotten so bad that I no longer associate with anyone if I can avoid them. I wait until midday to go and draw my water. Why - because I don't have to endure the not so subtleties of the other "ladies" at the well. Oh, believe me, they have their secrets. It's just easier when I'm around to avoid their own problems and focus on mine for a while.

So it was, on one of those days around noon that I needed to go to the well to draw water. Wouldn't you know it. A Jew. Sitting at the well. Not to worry - he will leave. If he doesn't, he'll never look me in the eye or acknowledge my existence. But, that's where I was wrong. Not only did he speak to me, he knew everything about me. He knew the hurts and the rejection. He was more than a prophet. Could it be?

Well, when he brought up the question about my husband - I can tell you that's the last thing I wanted to discuss. So, I tried to change the subject - Worship! That's a good one. You say it's this, we say it's that... He would have none of it. He told me we were all wrong. That since God was Spirit, the only way to worship Him is with our Spirit. Well, I certainly didn't know about that - but I do know the Messiah is coming and when He comes - then He will have the answers.

You know what he said? He said - "I AM HE"... I AM... O my. I got so excited, I left my jar at the well. I went into town and spoke to people who I haven't talked to in years! I said, "There is a man at the well who told me everything I ever knew about myself - Could this be the Messiah"? Then everyone came to see - and they believed - and He stayed 2 more days. Praise God!

Come and See - powerful words, compelling words. Something you should know about this little group of Christians who have experienced Quest and Heart Quest. We are disciples. We are not disciples of Fellowship of the Sword. We are not disciples of Quest or Heart Quest. We are disciples of Jesus Christ. We are seekers of His will for our lives. We seek relationship over religion. We seek hearts that are willing to be molded and transformed into the likeness of Christ.

May Father bless each of you this week as you seek to serve Him in a world of "Well" Wishers.

Welcome!

This page is dedicated to the individuals who have been and who are going to Quest or HeartQuest retreats sponsored by Fellowship of the Sword from the Central Texas Area. Since the Hardwick family return, God has blessed us so much with a freedom that we have never experienced before. This blog's sole purpose is to honor Father and to be a continued blessing to those who have taken on the challenge of Quest and HeartQuest along with other events sponsored by FTS.

In the coming months, you will read stories of faith and inspiration of those who have made this journey and how their lives have been enriched because of it.

May Father continue to bless our lives together!