- Leading my girls in paintball...here we go.. love it... but im scared. :) Go
- Alright hon so you're retired im not. why dont u move over... im late. Go
- Almost about to go on air in beattyville Kentucky! yeeeeehaw haha Go
“A Place Of Quiet Rest” by Nancy Leigh DeMoss. I have it and love it. It has really made my strongly desire getting in the Word daily. Here is a meaningful story found in it’s pages.
“Margaret Nikol remembers vividly what it was like not to have access to a bible. A concert violinist, Margaret grew up in Bulgaria under one of Communism’s most repressive regimes. Though her Father was a pastor, he did not own a Bible. When she was a little girl, the Communists confiscated virtually all Bibles in the country.
However, an elderly woman in Margaret’s town managed to hold on to one Bible, which became a treasure shared by all believers in the town — literally. Each page was distributed one by one. Margaret felt blessed to receive one page that included Genesis 16 and 17 — a page she cherished and diligently studied. Her brother, a pastor in Bulgaria, had as his sole “library” a couple of pages from the Bible that he had copied by hand.
When Margaret was in her mid-thirties, she was exiled to the United States. Shortly after she arrived in America, some newfound friends asked what she would like for Christmas. Margaret didn’t have to think long. More than anything else, she wanted a Bible.
Margaret describes the day her friends took her to a Christian bookstore to make the purchase. It was the very first time she had ever seen a complete Bible: “There were red ones and black ones and green ones and blue ones and brown ones — every size, every shape — Bibles everywhere!” Overwhelmed by the sight, the thirty-seven-year-old woman stood in aisle of that bookstore and “wept and wept and wept for joy!” “
I highly recommend this book to anyone who desires deeper “intimacy with God through a daily devotional life”.
Today’s “Faith & Hope” e-letter
News From My Life:
It’s Thanksgiving Eve! “It’s the most wonderful time of the year”. — when we light the candles, Dad puts carols on to play and mom makes the house homey. Last night a man dropped off firewood for us to burn over the holidays! Tomorrow we start listening to Christmas Carols as we go to Grandma and Grandpa Pierpont’s for Thanksgiving. This year God has done so much in my life and I hope that you will be encouraged by these thoughts. Thanks to all of you for your encouraging words of love. It’s my privilege to correspond with you all over the world by this e-letter! So wherever you are and whatever your doing I hope this “Faith & Hope” will inspire you to think of ways in which God has also blessed your life — This is a special edition for Thanksgiving thus I filled it full
It seems women like to talk about their “rights”. Well, here is one “right” we don’t have especially as women —
I Have No Right —
I had been riding on a bus all through the night and most of the next day. I was tired, hungry and wanted a shower. We were on our way to an orphanage in Mexico —
When we got there I wasn’t really in the mood for ministry. Someone came up to my sisters and I and told us about a “baby room”. I was curious and I wanted to visit it. I went in and was met by many sweet-faced, orphan babies. They were all so beautiful with dark brown eyes, dark brown hair and light brown skin. They were SO hungry for love I had never before seen anything like it. I walked over to one crib and eager arms came up to greet me. I went to pick her up and then there was another one crying out to be held. I reached out to hold onto the hand of him with one baby already in my arms. Heidi and Hannah had picked up little ones as well and were holding them. I walked over to one crib and a little baby boy lay face down in the small bed. The little guy looked like he needed a loving touch. I reached into his crib and gently touched his little back. He looked so lonely lying there in his light yellow sleeper. Thinking I realized he would sleep alone tonight with no one to hold him and rock him to sleep. Silently tears filled my eyes till he became just a small blur. Tears dropped out of my eyes freely and landed on his little mattress as I prayed over him. I talked to him gently as I tried to wipe the tears from my eyes. I kept saying over and over,
“Hey there buddy — I love you. Honey, I love you.” I said gently.
All too soon we had to leave. As my sisters and I all returned the babies back to their lonely cribs there were cries all over the room. My little guy was just silent when I laid him back where I found him like he was used to being put back in bed and left. As Heidi, Hannah, Hope and I all walked down the hallway, the sounds of many lonely little hearts crying out for love flooded our ears and made our hearts literally ache and hurt. One cried with outstretched arms and big tears after Heidi,
“Mama, Mama, Mama!”
I looked in the window and saw the little guy I had just held he looked back at me with lonely, big brown eyes his cheek pressed against the mattress of his bed. Heidi, Hannah and I couldn’t say a word our hearts were so heavy. As we walked down the hall and out the door we all looked at each other and burst into tears. Tears were streaming down each of our faces as we left the building — I realized then I was hungry, tired and I wanted a shower but had no right to complain. I had so much to be thankful for. Today my heart travels back to Mexico to that “Baby Room” and again I realize I have no right in the world to complain only to be thankful. I only have one right and that is to be thankful.
Special Verse:
In everything give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
1Th 5:18
Quote to Keep:
This is a beautiful song. Sing it around the house today and tomorrow to the Lord.
Give thanks with a grateful heart,
Give thanks to the Holy One,
Give thanks because He’s given Jesus Christ His Son.
And now let the weak say I am strong, let the poor say
I am rich because of what the Lord has done for us – give thanks.
A Practical Tip for Today:
The number one way to find joy in any situation I believe is to simply give thanks. So make a list for the Lord of things your thankful for — get 2 or 3 or 4 sheets of paper!! Also —
My Mother made this Cheesecake recently and it was wonderful! You should try it out. So I will include this recipe here. I thank the Lord for my Mom. Last year mom worked all day making a beautiful meal. She was on her feet all day long making the house homey, burning candles and making food for all of us. She gave me this recipe to share with all of you today.
~ My Mom’s Pumpkin Cheesecake ~
2 (8oz.) packages of cream cheese, softened
½ cup of canned pumpkin
½ cup of sugar
½ teaspoon of vanilla
½ teaspoon of ground cinnamon
Dash each ground cloves and nutmeg
2 eggs
1 graham cracker pie crust (6 oz. or 9 inch)
1.Mix cream cheese, pumpkin, sugar, vanilla and spices at medium speed with electric mixer until well blended. Add eggs; mix until blended.
2. Pour into crust.
3. Bake at 350, 40 minutes or until center is almost set. Cool. Refrigerate 3 hours or overnight. Garnish with cool whip and chocolate dipped pecans. 8 servings.
Have a beautiful & Happy Thanksgiving from our home to yours!
Holly A. Pierpont
Wednesday November 22, 2006
Thanksgiving Eve
Recently I got this beautiful card in the mail from a sweet, loving friend. She just wanted me to know she was thinking about me and praying. So easy…yet it blessed me. You can also be a blessing to someone today in simple ways but they won’t soon forget your kindness — 
“…And I will bless thee ..and thou shalt be a blessing”
Gen. 12:2
A Gathering of Friends & Burning Leaves…
Date: Monday November 13, 2006Posted in: Home & Family,My Journal
We just got back from a weekend of ministry in Indiana. Here was the lodge that we stayed the night in and also had the meetings in. It overlooked a small pond and red barn. It was a beautiful November Sunday and as I walked out of the lodge that afternoon I could smell the strong scent of burning leaves. It was beautiful…I love that smell.
It was good to hear from the Lord once again. I am amazed at the closeness I have been feeling toward the Lord lately. I have a deeper desire for Him and love to simply pray. If you think about it it’s worth going through any hard times or struggle if we see Jesus more beautifully then before — it makes it all worth it. I am so thankful and I am hoping and praying that He continues to do this work in my heart. I love feeling close to Him. He is the one we all need to cling to in every situation in everything…He will bring about beauty for ashes… when we give it all to Him.
This weekend I was able to meet up with some friends who came to the “Gathering”! It was great to be able to see them and their families again. They have been an encouragement to me. Heather & Amy
Dad spoke on the power of praise, confession and blessing and it spoke to my heart. I realize so often the power we have when we do things the right way and the damage that’s done when we choose to do things the wrong way often to those we love the most in all of life- our family.
I hope you all have a wonderful week. And that you will never lose site of that beautiful face…and that is Jesus. God bless you all.
My Journal: Baby Blocks, Quilting & Springtime!
Date: Thursday November 9, 2006Posted in: My Journal
I now have a camera and can share things by picture and words. So I thought I would share a picture or two of the quilt blocks I am working on…a very special project.
All the fabric is from my Grandma. Last summer she took me down to her basement and gave me tons of her fabric! Some of it is vintage. She said I could take whatever I wanted so I did. As you can see here I got all the blocks cut out and all the nine patch blocks done I just need to sew it all together. Yes, I am thrilled…it’s gonna be a beautiful Baby!! Kyle said when they saw there little “peanut” as they call it, it was just moving like crazy. It’s head was bobbing and it’s arm buds and legs were moving! How cute.
Here is a picture I have hanging in my room. This is SO important! To teach children in the ways of God. This has always been a deep hearts desire and so and I had to get this picture when I saw it. It has one of the most beautiful Bible verses on it – Isaiah 54:13 “All your children shall be taught by the Lord and great shall be the peace of your children” This is something I will always have on the walls of my home to remind me of this beautiful promise.
I am going to be making this baby quilt for Kyle and Elizabeth. I like to think that the fabric for this quilt came from the Baby’s Great Grandma. They will Lord willing need it this May..I think the colors look like Spring! And to think that this sweet little one will be “taught of the Lord”! I love that thought. That is a beautiful promise from the Lord.
Work is going well… God is teaching me so much. It’s neat to be in the heart of ministry like I am and see the ways in which God is working with families all over. Every morning I go to a meeting with Mr. Gothard, Dad and all the staff he has working on special projects. I get to be around the big conference table and see things as they just begin. I really see it as a privilege to work so closely with him and the whole team. I love being able to work with Dad so closely as well. It’s been a good work and it really is beautiful here…
I think I will go now — and maybe read the book “A Man Called Peter” by Catharine Marshall very good book by the way and maybe get some good sweet tea.
Lately I have been thinking about how important it is to be as close as I can possibly be to the heart of my Jesus. I thought of how much I DON’T want satan (refuse to capitalize that name) to have any control over who I am. I realize that if that is what I want I can have NO sin in my life. I have to take care of the sin that comes in daily. Like weeding a garden. I have to take care of the “little” ones that lead to the “big” ones. How I want to be close to Jesus. How I want my life to reflect His beauty. That is truly the very deepest heart cry of mine tonight.
I was recently at a conference and hundreds of the young people sang the beautiful song in beautiful harmony,
Oh to be like Thee, Oh to be like Thee
Blessed Redeemer pure as Thou art,
Come in Thy sweetness come in Thy fullness
Stamp Thine Own image deep on my heart.
Tears were literally streaming down my face and I couldn’t sing it but I wanted to so, so much! I want that in my life I really, really do. Just to be like Him. And I know that it starts with nothing in between me and Him.
“As the deer pants for the water brooks, so pants my soul after You, Oh God.” Psalm 42:1
” — Kept for Him that in me He may show forth some tiny sparkle of His light and beauty — ”
~ Frances Havergal
I like watching beauty pageants like “Miss America” with my sisters. Of course I don’t agree with all the things they do. But I notice these “put together” beautiful women when it comes time for the interview. They believe something! They have opinions. They have views. They have a passion for something. Whether it is getting a cure for cancer or helping abused children, they whole-heartedly believe in their cause. I also notice they will rattle on till the little bell goes off and its time for them to be quiet and let the next one go. They have something to say. If they didn’t do you think they would go anywhere near wearing that crown down the runway? If they stammered and stumbled around when asked a question they would be done and they would be out of the running. These girls have a ready answer! Yes they do. They believe in what they are talking about, they believe in what they are doing. They have firm beliefs and they are expected to stand for them, strongly and confidently.
Do you ever notice that so many Christians today are Christians in name but don’t really believe in anything?… (more…)
