Bless the Lord, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless HIS HOLY NAME.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Teen Girls

Sunday is my favorite day of the week. I love, love, love getting to be a part of such a great church, and getting to participate. I have the privilege of playing the piano for the services, singing in the choir, teaching the teen girls' class every Sunday, and taking part in Children's Church.

I took this picture of the girls in my teen Sunday School class last Sunday and wanted to share it with you. Many of these girls have grown up in our church, and it has been a blessing to see them grow up, both physically and spiritually.

These girls come from different kinds of homes. Someday, I hope to share each of their testimonies with you.

Please pray for these girls, that they would fulfill God's perfect will for their lives.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Dear Readers...

My Dear Readers,

I recently put a live traffic feeder (is that what it’s called?) quite by accident (ha!) on my blog and was able to see HOW MANY readers I have! (At least for the last post I wrote!) I saw that readers visited from Russia, Africa, Australia, Mexico (…readers from Nuevo Leon, Queretaro, Jalisco, Sonora and Chiapas), and many, many parts of the United States. (The live feeder shows someone read from that part of the world, but doesn’t show who visited.)

I had no clue that all you readers came to visit me! (You know how sad it feels when someone comes to visit you and you MISSED their visit?!) Well, I DON’T want to miss your next visit. I know some of you are shy about leaving a comment where everyone might read it. But would you please write me an email (andynanna@hotmail.com) and let me know that you read my blog post (and which one you read)? That would really be an encouragement to me to continue writing!

If my blog post was an encouragement to you in any way, or the Lord used it to touch your heart in some way, it would THRILL me to know. Two ladies who read my last post commented and showed great interest in the little orphans that we visited on our vacation. That blessed my heart to know that the Lord used my writing to touch someone’s heart!
I’m fairly new at blogging, and sometimes wonder if it does some good. (I encourage myself thinking that one day my children will enjoy reading my writings.) And when “Little Ol’ Blogging Me” gets a comment from you, it surely is encouraging to me!

Forgive me if I sound vain. Just remember that your comments help me not to feel so lonely out here in blogging land.

Thank you for taking time to visit me and read what I write. My deepest desire is that the Lord would receive glory for His working in our lives, and that He would use us to encourage others!

Monday, September 5, 2011

Family Vacation

Last week, we returned from a two-week vacation...filled with fun, visiting family, (we visited my husband's family), lots of swimming, sight-seeing, and much, much more.
It was a wonderful time of together-ness as a family...away from the pressures of work and the every-day routine.

The day after we returned, we enjoyed a delightful week-long visit with my sister, Sarah and her precious family.

Here are some photos from our family vacation....

Our first stop was to a village to see some children
who were orphaned a little over a month ago.

Their mother died last year of cancer; and their father was tragically killed when he fell into a 90-meter deep cave. He was drunk. The oldest boy in the picture below (Antonio) asked Andrew and some other men if they could help him find his father. When the rescue team found his body, this young boy began to weep. Andrew has a burden for this family
(6 little ones younger than this young boy in the picture).

We took them clothes, toys and a big bag of bread.
Please pray with us for these children.



We visited my husband's nephew, Joel, and his wife Zaremi
(pictured below with their land-lady).
Joel and Zaremi have just recently moved to Palenque to start a new work among the Ch'ol-speaking Indians. We were able to attend their services on a Sunday. It was a blessing to us to be able to spend time with them. Zaremi just gave birth to their daughter on Saturday...they named her Carlette.
We went to see a beautiful water-fall with Joel and Zaremi, as well as with a good friend of the family (pictured below is his son, Eduardo, next to Little Andrew)
We took the children to a river near Palenque,
where they swam and played in the water.
Here's what I did while Andrew and the children swam in the river!

We visited the zoo in Villahermosa, Tabasco..."Yumka´"...it was really awesome!


We spent the last week in Amado Nervo,
where Andrew's mother lives (she has been a widow for a year and 10 months)

Beautiful Tumbalá Mountains

Helping "ChuChu" kill, pluck and cook a chicken... Yummy chicken stew with home-made tortillas! Can't get any better!

The children doing some school work while we were in Amado Nervo
Going Bird Hunting with Daddy!

Andrew worked to clean, organize, and paint a room used for storage at Mom López's house....
The finished product!
A lady who stood out in the road and watched the children paint

Our family with Mom López


Mom López standing in her house as we are leaving

The road leading out of Amado Nervo
(I love the contrast seen in this photo, between the fancy, big black truck just up the road from us and the couple on the left, walking to their village, the man carrying his load, and the lady carrying a baby on her back)

The beautiful mountains as we left Amado Nervo
All in all, we had a wonderful time.
Andrew was able to witness to a couple of his nieces
(Aurelia and her daughter, Karla; and Laura).

We are thankful for this restful time we had together.


Monday, August 1, 2011

Reading

Reading has always been a big part of my life. At the age of four, I taught myself to read. (?!) No, I'm not a genius. But I had four older sibblings who were able to read, and I felt left out. I loved looking at the cartoons in my sibblings' A.C.E. PACES and I SO desired to know what Ace and Christi were saying to each other! So I decided to ask my brothers and sister and mother the sounds of the letters I did not know...and soon I was able to read for myself what Ace and Christi were saying to each other!

From then on, I have loved reading. When I was eleven years old, I remember going to a library in the United States for the first time. What a wonderful place, where one could go and choose a book (or several books!) and read them, then come back and trade them for more!

Growing up, Dad always had books, books, books! His office walls were lined with shelves full of books! I'd hurry up and finish my school work so I could go out and read his books...everything from commentaries on Revelation to the biographies of great men of God....I "devoured" every one! When the sun was shining in our little cold-most-of-the-year town, I'd lay in the old wheelbarrow Dad had and read and read until Mom called us in for dinner.

But one of my favorite memories are of us reading together...with Mom and my sisters. We would acquire a new book we would all be interested in, and we would make time for reading time in the afternoons. I couldn't wait for our next reading time! When we were older, Sarah was the family seamstress, and I would sit next to her and read to her while she sewed!
What fantastic memories we created!

One of our all-time favorite books we read was "Papa's Wife." Written by Thyra Ferre Bjorn, a Swedish lady, who tells about her Mama and Papa who raised their family in a parsonage in Sweden. I remember being so inspired by the stories of this Mama who lovingly raised 8 children, while being the wife of the preacher who had vowed he'd never get married!


I doubt there are any better memories we could create with our children than reading to them...whether it be the Bible, missionary stories, or Reader's Digest!

Friday, July 29, 2011

Another Arturo?

Working in Bible School the week before last, we were able to work with over 100 children every day. What a blessing it was to see so many children in one place at the same time!

I spent most of my time at the piano, acompanying my sweet mother, who played the accordion.

From the platform, looking out at so many children of all ages (from one-year-olds to 15-year-olds), all week long I asked God to give me a vision for what these children could one day be. With God, nothing is impossible. Each of these children came from such different types of homes: some came from the poorest section of town with dirty, torn clothes; four of the children come from a home where Daddy is in prison for murder and Mommy has AIDS; some of the children come from a home where Daddy and Mommy are saved and active in church.
Such a diversity of situations.
But as I looked out at each one, I thought that God could use each one in a great way.


On Tuesday afternoon, the second day of our VBS, as we were giving the children their snacks before they went home, I looked across the yard and saw a tall man standing next to the door. I recognized him immediately. It was Arturo Garza Almaguer.


Arturo was saved through the ministries of Mount Hebron Baptist Ministries in Monterrey, Mexico. My Aunt told me that in 1974, Arturo was only 6 years old and came from a home of 11 children, whose father was an alcoholic and had lost everything he owned. They lived in extreme poverty in a little shack next to the river in El Barrial. At night, Arturo would sneak into the men's dorm where the Institute students slept and spend the night. The students reported this to my grandfather, who told Arturo that he didn't need to sneak into the dorms to sleep; he was welcome to sleep there whenever he wanted.


Since Arturo spent most of his time at Mount Hebron, my uncle asked Arturo's father if Arturo could come live with them; and his father, with no hesitation, said, "Yes."

My Aunt said that Arturo was painfully shy. She said when she'd pray for the boys in their ministry, she'd pray that they would become great preachers for God; but she said when she'd pray for Arturo, she'd pray he would become a great helper in the ministry someday, because she never dreamed he could ever be a preacher because he was just so shy.

Arturo told us that he got saved when he was six years old. When he would go out on the village trips and listen to the stories told to the village children, he'd hear the Gospel and got saved on one of those trips. He said that one day he and my grandfather, "Popsy," as everyone called him, were sitting on the back pew in the church during a service. Popsy put his arm around Arturo and said, "Arturo, that's gonna be you up there someday." He said he thought, "No, I could never do that." But he said he has never forgotten the confidence that Popsy had in him...that Popsy believed that Arturo was going to become somebody great someday.

When he was only 12 years old, he asked my uncle if he could enroll in the Bible Institute. After giving it much thought, my uncle gave him permission to be in the Bible Institute, and Arturo graduated when he was only 17 years old. He was ordained into the ministry at the age of 20.

God gave him a precious wife, Socorro, who also graduated from Mount Hebron Bible Institute.
(I remember when we would go visit Mimi and Popsy at Mount Hebron when I was about 8 years old, Sarah and I would run down the hill to the ladies' dorms and spend most of our time with the Institute ladies....how we loved spending time with them!
Socorro was one of our favorites....she'd let us try on her jewlery and she'd fix our hair this way and that way and give us "treasures" from her dresser.)


Arturo has been a pastor in Durango, Mexico for 18 years. The Lord has raised up a strong work there through him. What a BLESSING it was to see Arturo and Socorro after 20 years....still faithfully serving the Lord.

The next morning, when I went to Bible School, as I played the piano and looked out over the crowd of children that morning, I prayed, "God, give us some Arturos and Socorros out of this group of children! Raise up pastors and missionaries from this Bible School!"
Are you involved in a children's ministry of some kind? Ask God for a vision of what those children could be...ask God to raise up another Arturo. He can do it! He wants to do it! Some little child out there just needs you to put your arm arond him and say, "You're gonna be up there someday, leading the choir...teaching that class...playing the piano...preaching from a pulpit!"

Saturday, July 23, 2011

VBS Blessings

Last week, we had our Vacation Bible School. The Lord blessed with many willing workers; a high attendance of 174; 30 children saved; many new contacts; and on Sunday there were nearly 200 present.

READY FOR BIBLE SCHOOL!

Growing up, Vacation Bible School week was my favorite. My mother puts her whole heart into everything she does; in my opinion she is the greatest children's teacher in the whole world. Thanks to her, I loved Sunday School and VBS growing up; and today I love all the wonderful Bible stories written in God's Word, and I passionately enjoy teaching those stories to children today, and I know it is because she planted that seed in my heart when I was a child.

BEAUTIFUL MOTHER...WONDERFUL TEACHER!
You must know, then, what a great honor and privilege it is for me now to see my children sit and listen to the same teacher teach the same lessons in the exact same way as I heard them when I was their age.

Mom made VBS so much fun...the songs, the Scripture verse contest, the lesson, the visitor contest, and closing off every day with the same song: "Hallelu".... If you have never seen my mother play her accordion and lead that song to nearly 200 children, you have missed a great blessing...what fun those children had last week! I know someday those sweet children will look back and be thankful for the wonderful teacher they had, just as I do now!
I have so many pictures I took, and I want to share them all, but will limit myself to the fewest possible, to let you peek in and see for yourself what a wonderful week we had and how the Lord blessed us!

THIS GROUP OF CHILDREN CAME IN A VAN...AN 8-PASSENGER VAN!!!


WONDERFUL GROUP OF WORKERS

SOME OF THE MEN WHO HELPED OUT DURING THE WEEK

BRO. RODOLFO, WHO PREACHED TO THE CHILDREN EVERY DAY

PHIL GIVING SANTIAGO SOME SPECIAL ATTENTION....

GAME TIME

SNACK TIME


SCRIPTURE MEMORY CONTEST

--These children held up signs that read: Gracias Hermana Billie--
This marked Mom's 27th year to do Bible Schools!Judith (pictured above in the middle...in the pink skirt) is the daughter of a lady (Magali)
who was saved during VBS 15 years ago!

CHURCH BUILDING ON SUNDAY MORNING BEFORE THE SERVICE....
CHAIRS HAD TO BE PLACED OUTSIDE UNDER A TARP TO ACCOMODATE THE PEOPLE WHO DIDN'T FIT INSIDE!


PHILIP PREACHING ON SUNDAY MORNING