Calendar: Leadership Development Workshops in Concord, NC


3rd – Roger Furr

4th – Barbara Davis, Elizabeth Irwin, Greg Wright

7th – Judy Adams, Jimmy Butler

8th – Anna Elizabeth Hash

9th – Fred Bickford, Gary Clay

15th – Josh Furr

16th – Stanley Palmer, Martha Safrit

23rd – Bob Small

24h – Jackie Rivera

25th – Kate White, Hunter Jacobs

27th – Hannah Darga, Kristen Wilson

30th – Pam Bickford, Randy Drye

31st – Jerry Crowell, Trena Honeycutt, Hope Quesenberry

18th – Glen & Judy Dial, Bob & Sherry Small

25th – Tim & Tammy Kepley

A Modern-Day Parable

My friend had a large hydrangea bush in her yard. Each year for a decade, she found only one or two blooms. “Cut it down!” she told her husband in frustration. But he, a very patient man, urged, “Let’s give it one more year. I’ll water it and fertilize it with coffee grounds. If it still doesn’t bloom, I’ll chop it down.”

The next year, as the couple anticipated carrying out the death sentence, the bush not only bloomed but bloomed in abundance — and in multiple colors that amazed my friend, an avid gardener. “It’s the barren fig tree all over again!” she exclaimed.

Indeed, sometimes God replicates his miracles, perhaps because we need a refresher course in patiently waiting for his glorious blessings. ~Heidi Mann~

God’s Mysterious Ways

“God moves in a mysterious way, his wonders to perform.” These oft-quoted words, from a hymn by English poet William Cowper, come with an unsubstantiated yet powerful back story.

Cowper, who struggled with depression, decided to commit suicide one night. He called a cab to go to the Thames River, planning to drown himself. Such dense fog arose that the driver got lost and finally stopped to let his passenger out. To Cowper’s surprise, he was at his own door! He concluded that God had sent the fog to spare his life. The hymn

he wrote in response continues:

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
the clouds ye so much dread
are big with mercy and shall break
in blessings on your head.…

His purposes will ripen fast,
unfolding every hour.
The bud may have a bitter taste,
but sweet will be the flower.