Saturday the Growing God's Family prayer team left the warmth of their respective homes for a few hours to scoop some dirt from the floor of the unheated CRFBC Horse Arena.
As you may have read in an earlier post, the prayer team has followed through on their idea to fill some arena terra firma into 500 itty bitty bottles which will then be distributed to individuals and families. Folks, these are not mere souvenirs, but rather a reminder to pray for God's hand to move mightily in the spreading of the gospel of Jesus Christ, beginning our little hectare of the world.
As you may have read in an earlier post, the prayer team has followed through on their idea to fill some arena terra firma into 500 itty bitty bottles which will then be distributed to individuals and families. Folks, these are not mere souvenirs, but rather a reminder to pray for God's hand to move mightily in the spreading of the gospel of Jesus Christ, beginning our little hectare of the world.
It was a sight to behold. If I had walked in without knowing what was going on, I would have thought I had wandered into some sort of underground medical lab, except that it smelled more like cologne. About half a dozen people were wearing rubber gloves and were busy filling small medicine bottles with a brown, powdery substance they would scoop from buckets scattered around on newspapers. The only male in the lot was diligently wiping down the bottles before they went into delivery boxes.
It was suspicious indeed, except they weren't acting particularly guilty of anything and most were more, well, ladylike than the typical pharmaceutical entrepreneur, excepting Dave, who was actually wiping isopropyl alcohol from the containers and tightening the child-proof caps extra tight. This reporter's observation was that Dave didn't seem to mind being the only male on the crew. (C'mon, guys. There has to be a few more out there who wouldn't mind sharing Dave's minority status......)
Prayer warrior Julia Armstrong has volunteered to put labels on the bottles, a mighty task indeed. Particularly if the labels are not self-sticking and she has to lick them all. Fortunately, the bottles have been inspected by Dave and found to be effectively sterilized, so Julia should be okay either way.
We'll keep you posted here, or you can join us at Cross Road Fellowship Bible Church during services next Sunday, Jan. 27, to hear when you might expect your own vial of "holy ground." And I hope to get some pictures of Julia licking those labels, too, so keep checking in.
It was suspicious indeed, except they weren't acting particularly guilty of anything and most were more, well, ladylike than the typical pharmaceutical entrepreneur, excepting Dave, who was actually wiping isopropyl alcohol from the containers and tightening the child-proof caps extra tight. This reporter's observation was that Dave didn't seem to mind being the only male on the crew. (C'mon, guys. There has to be a few more out there who wouldn't mind sharing Dave's minority status......)
Prayer warrior Julia Armstrong has volunteered to put labels on the bottles, a mighty task indeed. Particularly if the labels are not self-sticking and she has to lick them all. Fortunately, the bottles have been inspected by Dave and found to be effectively sterilized, so Julia should be okay either way.
We'll keep you posted here, or you can join us at Cross Road Fellowship Bible Church during services next Sunday, Jan. 27, to hear when you might expect your own vial of "holy ground." And I hope to get some pictures of Julia licking those labels, too, so keep checking in.
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