A New Creature. . . an Apostolic Pentecostal blog

Had a wonderful evening tonight on Middlebury Street. The weather was sharply crystalline sunshine, a frolickingly pleasant breeze, mid summer warmth and moderate humidity. Walking west into the sun was downright hot. I had sweat pouring off of me, but after the turn walking back east was very nice. I was expecting large numbers of people out on their porches on Middlebury Street, as was the norm in years past. Those days may have passed, at least until better economic times. There were not abundant people to be found on Middlebury Street itself. The River Run low income apartments were another situation entirely. Life Line was having a hot dog and potato chip cookout and everyone was out. Lots and lots of people were out walking and talking in the apartment complex. You just never know. Again and again and again, I leave a flier on a porch with not even a small clue that it ever gets read. . .you can tell the continuity of residence, by the furnishings and by the care of the l...

Terry Wallin and I had a really good night on Middlebury Street last night. I was unable to go Tuesday evening. As it turned out it was a very rainy night and we probably would not have been able to go in any respect. Last night was a beautiful evening. The clouds finally parted after days of rain. It was warm and very windy. It was just a grand evening to be out walking and talking to people. There are so many empty houses on Middlebury Street this year. It is incredible the number of empty places, many of them boarded up, that were full, many of them with young families last year. I find it a bit sad. Where have these people gone? Hopefully to places offering better opportunities for them. We talked with David this week and stopped for a bit and talked with Ralph, another regular on the street. One young man toward the end of Middlebury Street wanted to argue with me. Terry Wallin remembered him from the jail. I did not. For some reason he was very emotional. His lips ...

It is hard for me to remember a day with which to compare to today. . .It was an amazing day. . . Sunday Jackie and I brought Mikah, our youngest grandchild to church. We have six grandchildren. Mikah is the third grandchild I have danced and worshiped before the Lord with at Life Tabernacle. There is nothing quite like having a small child in your arms and dancing before God. It is an extremely rare pleasure. . . Mikah's father was in Life Tabernacle's altar a few weeks before with his hands raised to God, with tears streaming down his cheeks, but it has been an uncertain and veering path for Jeff. You can read about much of Jeff's struggle with addiction at his blog: foreverlikethemoon.blogspot. com Jeff had texted me last evening telling me that he wanted to come with me on street ministry tonight. I was surely grateful for that. I haven't had much communication with Jeff in the past few weeks and I was glad for the opportunity of fellowship and hopefully a ch...