Come rain, His light is still going to shine!

Donette and her fashionable (?) self!


So, there was some "slight" rain in the park today! We know we are sweet and all, but we none of us melted, (well, I kind of did!).

Our ministry was hugely blessed this week by The Richmond Hill United Methodist Church. They donated 50 lbs of chopped ham and more spiced apples than we could serve! The leftover meat and apples were taken to The Old Savannah City Mission, and boy were they glad to have all of it! Pay it forward, baby!



Thanks for bringing the canopy, Jeff and Renee'!






Leroy (on right) is our faithful doughnut hander outer each week!

This pic is funny! Renee' holding an umbrella for the tall men! You go girl!














Leroy, David, (our FAITHFUL supplier of bottled water EVERY week), CB and David's mini-me!

Laura, do we need to talk?


















Our precious, precious Chelsea and Laney! Ok, they could have melted because they truly have a sweet heart for Jesus.



Last week I spent a lot of time in prayer with James Smith. He is one of the most gentle man I have ever met. He has been coming to the park for the past three months. Last month he brought me some strawberries because he said we bless him each week and he wanted to bless us. Well last week I noticed him standing by himself so I went over and gave him a hug. He told me that I had no idea how much he needed that. He was broken, and I could see it in his eyes. James went on to explain to me that there is no work to be found and his bed at the mission would be given to someone in two days. I asked him where he would go, and he said that he would take a sheet and a shower curtain and sleep in the ditch. Ok, I became a blubbering idiot with tears flowing down my cheeks. We prayed that God would open a door for him. What that door might look like, we did not know. James has been prayed for all week by my family in Ohio, my dear friend in Florida and lots of her friends, also by a lot of you.
Today James was a different man. If he does not have a job by Wednesday, he is going to take that as confirmation from God that he is to move on to a mission in Dalton, Ga. There he will have a roof over his head and employment. It is already set up for him. God has provided transportation for him to get there!
He humbly said his goodbyes and could not thank me enough for what takes place in the park each Sunday. Please keep him in his prayers as he continues to listen to God for direction.

This is another man I met last week. His name is Keith and is struggling with addiction. Today he was so excited to tell me that he went to another addiction meeting last night, and church today! Praise Jesus, you rock! He is living in his car and has a good job, but is blowing his money on something that is keeping him in a pit. Please lift him up to our Lord for strength.

This is EXACTLY why I go to the park each week!

Lots to say!

Seems like life has been going way too fast lately. I can see the whirlwind somewhat slowing down! Now I get to put a couple of weeks into one blog! Lucky you..not!

Seventeen weeks ago, I started a college class called, "Perspectives". Basically it is a class on how Jesus called us the salt of the earth and how we can be used to to fulfill the purpose He has for us. It really focused on how God is a God of missions. The homework was INTENSIVE, to say the least. It was a great class! However, my feet did a happy dance in my kitchen when I finished the final! This now frees up many, many hours in my week!

My Sundays in the park are still amazing! I simply adore the people that I serve The Lord with each week. God continues to grow His faithful servants to donate their time and money to prepare food each week. I love each and everyone of you (-:

Three weeks ago, a man in the park told me that he would not be coming to the park anymore and that he was sad to tell me goodbye. He went on to tell me that he had found a place to live and now had a job, so he did not need for us to feed him anymore. The most amazing part of this story is that he was smiling! When I met David at the beginning of the summer, the streets had beat him down, bad. He was the most negative person I think I have ever met. Probably the most stoic person I have ever talked to. He was like that all summer. We prayed each week for God to provide a way for him to get off the streets, and He did! After David told me about not coming down to the park anymore, I suggested he continue to come down and help. His eyes lit up! He could not believe that we would let him help us. What? We are all in this together! So the next Sunday, David showed up and before the message was given he stepped up and gave his testimony to all the people standing in line to be fed. It was a tear jerker to listen to him share what God has done in his life and to encourage others to put their trust in The Lord! Very cool stuff!

Bill Wilson, who I blogged about previously is still continuing to give me his tithe each week!
His story would be a great sermon from the pulpit.

Wednesday, Pam and I headed downtown to spend the day with M. Since she now has her birth certificate we went to the Social Security Office and got that situation staightened out and then we went to the D.M.V. to get her I.D. She was ecstatic! Imagine not having anything with your name on it for years. Something we all take for granted.




Later on in the afternoon in one of the parks, I saw a man named Mike. I used to drink coffee with him at Starbucks a couple of years ago. I have been in search of him for quite sometime since he quit going to our coffee shop. He was a homeless man who lived in his truck that was modified for him since both of his legs were amputated. Mike always has cotton stuck in his ears to help drown out the voices that he hears. Very sad not to have a sound mind. I always enjoyed our conversations. One time his truck broke down in the K-Mart shopping center, so he got under the truck to work on it and I sat on the ground in the parking lot drinking coffee and chatting with him! Yea, I bet you wish you could have seen me! Good times! Mike now has an apartment...Praise Jesus!



Today I got invited to have lunch at a women's shelter that is having their grand opening in a few weeks. It is very sad that in a big city there is not one women's shelter that will take you in no matter what. The Salvations Army will take you in, only after you pass a drug screen. So if you are using and you are a woman, you get to freeze on the streets, under the overpasses or in the bushes while the men have their choice of shelters to sleep in. It was an honor to eat lunch with some of the women that will be welcome to come in out of the weather, have a place to shower and have a bed to sleep in. I don't think today's visit will be my last! I am definintly feeling a pull to that mission!

Ok, so if by some chance you are still reading this and have not fallen asleep, let me wish you a blessed Thanksgiving. We have more things to be thankful for that what we deserve.

Mustard Seed Faith

From the 17th chapter of Mathew;

"Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you."

Last Sunday I blogged about a man named Bill Wilson. He is a homeless man who prayed to God without ceasing for a job and a pair of shoes. He got both!

Today Bill showed up in the park for two reasons. One was to find me, and the other was to eat some of our good cooking! Today's menu was homemade chicken noodle soup, peaches, oranges, green beans, applesauce, bread, donuts and water! Not bad!
So on to the good part....Bill came to give me something. He said that he was not able to go to church this morning because he was working (Yea, you go Jesus!) and came to the park on his lunch break. He asked if he could give me his tithe to either give to my church or to put towards our ministry in the park. What? A homeless man wants to tithe? How stinkin' cool is that??

Before last weekend, Bill had no job and a pair of shoes that had seen their last mile. He put his faith in The Lord to provide for his every need.
Because of that faith and trust, Bill is a walking testimony of how God can move mountains out of our way.

Each Sunday I am blessed beyond my wildest dreams! I go to the park expecting for Jesus to show up in mighty ways, and He always does!
I love to hear the success stories from the same people that I have listened and prayed with about their bad situations. God does move mountains, we just need to have Mustard Seed Faith!

When I got home, I took the money Bill gave me out of my pocket. I was expecting to see a few dollars. Imagine my surprise to pull a lot more than that. Today Bill Wilson gave $55.00 to his Lord!