Mitchell Way
“On December 29th, 1973, I took my girlfriend along with 15 kids from two church youth groups to the Mt. Baker Ski Area for a day of inner tube sliding in the snow. After lunch I took the group to a hill outside of the ski area. It was a hill which we had nicknamed ‘Deadman’s Run’ for its length and steepness.
Exodus 14 and 15
The year is approximately 1300 BC. Moses and his brother Aaron have just led the Hebrew people away from captivity in Egypt. Pharaoh, realizing his mistake in letting the people go, sends his army on chariots to bring the Israelites back.
I wake up each morning to face a life which is the result of the choices I have made in the past. Of course, some choices were good, and some were bad, but the result of those choices is what life is today.
I have been blessed.
I have been given a job and an income my whole life.
I have been given a strong body and health.
I have been given a family who loves me and grandchildren to love.
I have been given friends who have stayed close through the years.
I have been given all that I need: food, clothing, vehicles, and a warm home.
I have been given talents: music, writing, creating.
I have been given assurance of everlasting life.
Though I may go through great trials, I have been given the assurance that I will wake up the next day and in all the days of my life, God will not once leave me.
And yet, I am a shell. I am absolutely nothing.
I am only what God has given me and what he has made me.
To God be the glory!
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A wonderful, Godly, woman friend of mine shared with me a message she had received in a deep conversation with her Lord. She was asking for guidance in a situation which was causing her much heartache. She pleaded with the Lord to guide her down the right path. God’s Holy Spirit came to her during this time of deep prayer. He opened her eyes to the reality that God was not just guiding her down a path.
The Lord Jesus is my shepherd. I lack for nothing!
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters.
He gives me rest and he restores my soul.
He guides me on the paths of righteousness that I might make him proud.
Do you ever feel underused by God? Like everyone else is being used in mighty ways and your job is to sit and watch.
“What’s the matter with me? Why don’t I get the gifts?” you ask.
Ah, but there is only one “you” and what God has given you is extremely specific and to be used in a specific way when he needs it.
Elizabeth Vangelder was born in 1929 in the city of Bellingham Washington. She was born with a Nuchal Cord, where the umbilical cord is wrapped around the neck one or more times. As a result, she was born with brain damage and cerebral palsy which led to intellectual disabilities and developmental delays. Although she could walk as a child, in her later years she was confined to a wheelchair bed, her back twisted, her wrists atrophied, unable to straighten, unable to eat, dress or use the bathroom without the help of an aide. Every day she would be parked on the front porch of Needhams Rest home alone to watch the world go by. Though people would walk up and say hello, they would quickly leave when they realized that though she was smart, due to the cerebral palsy she could not talk in a language they could understand.
I had a friend named Angie who lived not far from Needhams. Angie was 18. Every Sunday she would walk from her home in the morning to her church to teach Sunday School. The route passed the front porch of Needhams. One day as she passed, she noticed the wheelchair bed, a woman’s face and eyes that were following her. God asked her to stop.