November 1, 2006
Greetings from Pennsylvania! I can hardly believe it is November already. This past month just flew by.
Last Saturday, we drove from Western Maryland to Lancaster, Pennsylvania. I am sure that as you read the word, Lancaster, your mind like most immediately recalled the October tragedy that took place in the Amish community where senseless shootings of ten children occurred at the Nickel Mine schoolhouse. Lancaster County is still reeling over this tragedy. While conversing with some pastors, they assured us that out of this horrible tragedy, a barrier has been broken between the English and the Amish. (I was told that according to the Amish if you aren't Amish, you are considered English.) There is now an enormous river of forgiveness and charity being shared between the Amish and the English. We were thankful to hear that bit of good news firsthand.
On Sunday morning, we ministered at Lancaster First Assembly of God. We were here two years ago, and as always, enjoyed being back with our pastor friends, Kris and Darleen Newman. They have followed our ministry since they were young adults. They are doing a great job at First Assembly.
From the minute we began the morning worship in the service, we felt a sweet anointing and freedom. Again, God blessed the altar call with many making decisions for Christ.
Pastor Kris and Darleen shared this about the service:
"It was so wonderful to have Larry and Gloria minister at Lancaster First Assembly of God on Sunday. They were such a blessing to the church and to us. Larry made a statement that really touched our hearts. He said that a pastor prepares the soil of the soul, plants seeds and waters them making it possible for the evangelist to come in and harvest. The Great Harvest touches souls and draws them to Himself. We were blessed to have many come to Christ at the altar that morning. To God be all the glory!
Thank you, dear friends, for your ministry! We love you!"
After the Sunday morning service, I was packing up the ministry CD's, books, and various other materials when a precious senior saint came to me and asked if she could pray for me. My heart melted as at that moment I really just needed someone to hug me and pray for me. Her love, compassion and prayer lifted me. Later that afternoon, when I was looking at Larry's photos that he was preparing for the website, I saw this one of her praying for me. Larry observed my expression as I studied it and said, "Honey, I just had to take this photo as her compassion for you was so precious."

The other night, Larry and I stopped at SuperWalmart to pick up a few groceries. While searching for a parking spot, we noticed a great deal of activity in a roped off area about 1/4 block away. From where we were, we could see the whirling lights of a huge red fire engine and a monstrous state patrol helicopter with it lights flashing. Our curiosity prompted us to exit our car quickly. Larry, with camera in hand (of course, and I scurried over to see what all the commotion was about. The entire area was sectioned off with yellow tape. We inched our way through the crowd and discovered what was actually an event about safety that was put on for families. The families could inspect the fire engine, walk through a Bloodmobile, acquire literature on First Aid and take a quick peek inside a 6 million dollar patrol helicopter. Larry was, as much or even more, mesmerized than the children by all the activity.
I sauntered through the exhibits and saw a guy who looked similar to the late Steve Irwin (from the Crocodile Hunter program) presenting exotic animals. Nearby, I heard a parrot holler out, "Hello...how are you?" I chuckled a bit and responded back to it. The parrot cocked his head sideways as if to say, "Why don't you talk like a human and not like a bird?" I further inspected the exhibit and to the right of the parrot was a lady holding a four foot crocodile that was harnessed and its mouth was confined with duct tape. With all the little children scampering around, I thought that was a good idea. I glanced in the other direction and saw a man holding something huge, long, yellow and white blotched. From a distance, I thought he was holding a prize-winning zucchini. I inched closer to get a better look, peered over his shoulder and was preparing to converse with the man, when to my shock, I realized the zucchini was a 5-6 foot boa constrictor. The snake brought its head around and scared me silly. The snake handler saw me jump back and exclaimed, "It's okay...it's a boa constrictor; he won't hurt you." It took me a few seconds to get my heart back into my chest, and the man continuing to try and ease my fear encouraged me, "Go ahead. Touch him. It's okay." Not wanting to appear like the 5'8 wimp that I am, I chuckled, "Oh well, I may as well." I bravely took the challenge and touched the massive reptile. I began to relax and told the handler, "Oh, it doesn't feel like scales, it's so soft." Just then, the snake's head lurched from underneath the guy's arm, lashed its tongue out at me, and I announced, "Okay, that's enough! I'm done!" The handler just chuckled along with my husband who insisted that he needed to get a photo of me with the snake....so here it is!
Pic of the Week
QUOTE OF THE WEEK
Tom Skinner, the gifted black evangelist, penned a book a few years ago with a title that won't let me go...
"If Christ is the Answer....What are the Questions?"
CHUCKLE OF THE WEEK
Grandma and Grandpa went to see a marriage counselor. Grandma told him that Grandpa never paid attention to her anymore. The marriage counselor came around the desk, leaned over, and gave Grandma a big kiss right on the mouth. The counselor said, "Now, Grandpa, she needs that about twice a week." Grandpa said, "Well, I will try and bring her in on Tuesdays and Thursdays."
RECIPE OF THE WEEK
*This would make a great recipe for holiday gatherings!
Double Lemon Salad
2 packages lemon gelatin
2 cups boiling water
½ cup cold water
1 cup lemon pie filling
1 can (1 lb 4 oz) crushed pineapple with juice
Dissolve gelatin in water; stir in remaining ingredients and pour into a 9 x 13 inch pan. Refrigerate overnight.
HOUSEHOLD HINT OF THE WEEK
Chill an onion before cutting it, it will slow the release of the chemical that causes you to tear.