A New Creature. . . an Apostolic Pentecostal blog

Marion/Harrison Street Neighborhood We had another great night tonight. Terry Wallin, Melissa Wolfinger, and I walked and prayed tonight. Another long night on Marion Street. We were praying with people and talking with people on Marion street for well over two hours. It was well after 9 p.m. before we finished tonight. As usual our first stop was with cigar Bob. We had a wonderful time of conversation with Bob. He was born March 22, 1921. He's 87 years old. I asked him if he were baptized and he said yes he's pretty sure he was baptized when he was 14 years old in a church in Goshen located at the corner of Main and Middlebury street. That kept us guessing for a while. We thought he was talking about Elkhart. He doesn't have too good of a recollection of it, but he remembers being dunked under the water in church when he was 14. We thought it pretty safe it was either a baptism or he took a bath at the church. He went on and on about the county fair. He used t...

This is our golden retriever puppy that we're buying from David Schwartz in Creston, Ohio. He's 4 weeks old in these pictures. We'll pick him up at the end of July.

Marion/Harrison Street Another wonderful night of praying on the streets of Elkhart. . . It was such a wonderful night. . .Are you getting bored with my saying that over and over? I don't mean it was a nice night or a merely good night. . . It was a wonderful. . . a wonder filled night. . .I try to share the happenings on these prayer walks with you, but I cannot do the wonder and power of it justice. . .a voice of doubt in my head asks what is the point of writing virtually the same things over and over week after week, but it is so amazing to me. . .I have to share it. . . this is to bring Glory to God. . .to lift Him up. . . Melissa Wolfinger, Marvin (a fellow who has only been coming to Life Tabernacle for a few weeks), and I walked and prayed tonight. It was such a full night. We took way longer than we ever usually do. After nearly 2 1/2 hours we were still on Marion Street. We talked with and prayed with just so many people. . . hundreds of Bible verse cards. . . hundred...

Lev 17:11 For the life of the flesh is in the blood: and I have given it to you upon the altar to make an atonement for your souls: for it is the blood that maketh an atonement for the soul. The blood of the sacrifice was given to us for an atonement, as a payment for the sins which we have committed. Without the blood of the sacrifice there is no payment for sin. The blood is essential. Without the blood there can be no payment. Jesus supplied the blood for our sacrifice. We do not ever need to kill again to pay for our sins. That debt has been canceled out once and for ever, but in the days of animal sacrifice it was never the sacrifice alone. The sacrifice was followed by the burning of it upon the altar. . . . Leviticus 1:9 . . .the priest shall burn all on the altar, to be a burnt sacrifice, an offering made by fire, of a sweet savor unto the LORD. I do not read where God enjoyed the sacrificial killing, but 23 times: Lev_1:9; Lev_1:13; Lev_1:17; Lev_2:2;...

Middlebury Street We had a great night tonight. Melissa Wolfinger and I walked and prayed the streets of the Middlebury area. We anointed and prayed with David & Zoe Gilbert. Zoe has the flu and the high humidity is rough on David's COPD. Zoe's friend Cathy who lives right next to the church, the house behind the barber shop with the with the little religious statues in her yard, very much wants us to keep dropping off fliers to her house. This is the second time Zoe has requested this. I dropped off a bunch of them a few weeks ago, but more recently I keep forgetting. I did manage to drop one off at Cathy's house tonight. A lady walking on the sidewalk, just started softly weeping when Melissa asked her if she needed prayer for anything. She said she'd been looking for us a few days ago to pray with her. She wouldn't tell us what she needed prayer for, but when we anointed and prayed with her, she just clutched my hands as if holding on for dear life. ...

Marion/Harrison Street Melissa Wolfinger and I walked and prayed tonight. It was a very good night. I have had some other commitments and have missed the walking and flier handouts both last Thursday and the most recent Tuesday. Cigar Bob was waiting for us. We sat with Bob for close to half an hour. He filled us in on all the neighborhood (and really the entire city) goings on. I'm coming to understand that Bob talks to lots of people and he gets around on his crutch far more than I would ever have guessed. I apologized for not being by to talk with him last Thursday. Bob said, "That's OK. I know. You were out of town. . ." I was very much taken aback at his confident proclamation. I laughed. That was exactly right, but when I asked Bob how he knew, his rheumy old eye sagely peered at me from under his midnight dark sunglasses. He slowly nodded his head and thrust his warped index finger into the air. . . ."He told me." Bob said that God told hi...