Take A Walk With Me

 Take a walk with me. I used a play on words to honor the legacy of  a man who had a way with words. When Bro. Rick Wyser would be a guest preacher, I would put my note book down and just listen. He gave so much information at such a rapid pace at times that if you took notes, you just might miss something vital and important. I enjoyed and was blessed many times by the nuggets of wisdom he would post on his Facebook Page.  He really had a way with words. He was funny, insightful and spoke truth with love. He didn't dilute God's word. His teachings live on   here and I encourage you to take the time to view/listen. He passed away unexpectedly this week. A spiritual giant no longer walks this earth. I am sure he and Jesus are having some deep conversations and some very good laughs.  His sudden death has taken many by surprise. I ask that you pray for his sweet wife and their family. His words will continue to live on as long as we continue to listen to the...

 Take a walk with me.  I remember when she invited me out for lunch. We met at The Red Lobster. It was her way to make me feel welcomed, this CA girl who moved to NY. I thought she was so funny. Then, I learned that if you sat next to her in church, you were in for some really funny remarks. I didn't understand at the beginning who I was really spending time with. The first time she saw RJ, she thought he was the most beautiful baby. She even attended a Grandparents Day event with RJ when he was in Nursery School. I will never forget the gift she gave me one year for my birthday. It has a heartfelt card and a wrap in it. I was always freezing in Bethel and she gave me a beautiful black one for church. If she is reading this right now or if it's going to be read to her, she's going to make some type of sarcastic remark that she's still alive. Yes, she is and I thank God for that. I want her  and the world to hear about her impact on mine and others lives while she is sti...

Take a walk with me.  In all honesty, I can't remember  many conversations with her.  I knew her as Sis. Filippone or Bro Joe's wife.  When you walked through the church doors she was there to greet you with a smile and make you feel like you had just come home.  She had her favorite spot for years on the front row pew.  When the music played and the praises started to go up, she was usually one of the first to dance with a happy heart before the Lord. I loved watching her dance for Jesus.  Sickness came and took her ability to dance away, but she still had that happy heart.  I learned that she passed away.   When you hear news like this it saddens your heart, but then I smiled because I know she is dancing for her Jesus, except this time, she's' dancing hand and hand with Him. Take a walk with me.