To Blog or Not to Blog?

This past week during our Sunday night church, Pastor Brett encouraged us to remember stones of remembrance in our life that displayed God's faithfulness to us throughout the course of 2010. Embrace Internship, Graduation, Move to NC, and my 1st "real" career, are a few of my stones of remembrance that display God's goodness and faithfulness in my life.

In the past I have enjoyed blogging. I miss expressing my thoughts through forms of writing. One thing that I love about blogging is the journal of your life that you create.

Hence the challenge.... dare I make this public?

I, Bonnie Kathryn Hunter, will blog/journal once a day for a year. Yes, it is a big challenge. However, my blog/journal entries will not be long. Most of them will probably be mundane and dull to the average reader. In fact, I can place a bet now that my Mom will probably be the only one to read them. :-) Love ya Mom!

So.... Why am I doing this? Simply put.... Stones of Remembrance.

The goal: to remember and record God's daily faithfulness in my life.

The result: a grateful heart along with a journal that only a mother could love. :-)

Challenge Accepted!

Love,

Bonnie

Day 1

I’m Posting every day in 2011!

I’ve decided I want to blog more. Rather than just thinking about doing it, I’m starting right now.  I will be posting on this blog once a day / once a week for all of 2011.

I know it won’t be easy, but it might be fun, inspiring, awesome and wonderful. Therefore I’m promising to make use of The DailyPost, and the community of other bloggers with similiar goals, to help me along the way, including asking for help when I need it and encouraging others when I can.

If you already read my blog, I hope you’ll encourage me with comments and likes, and good will along the way

To Blog or Not to Blog?

This past week during our Sunday night church, Pastor Brett encouraged us to remember stones of remembrance in our life that displayed God's faithfulness to us throughout the course of 2010. Embrace Internship, Graduation, Move to NC, and my 1st "real" career, are a few of my stones of remembrance that display God's goodness and faithfulness in my life.

In the past I have enjoyed blogging. I miss expressing my thoughts through forms of writing. One thing that I love about blogging is the journal of your life that you create.

Hence the challenge.... dare I make this public?

I, Bonnie Kathryn Hunter, will blog/journal once a day for a year. Yes, it is a big challenge. However, my blog/journal entries will not be long. Most of them will probably be mundane and dull to the average reader. In fact, I can place a bet now that my Mom will probably be the only one to read them. :-) Love ya Mom!

So.... Why am I doing this? Simply put.... Stones of Remembrance.

The goal: to remember and record God's daily faithfulness in my life.

The result: a grateful heart along with a journal that only a mother could love. :-)

Challenge Accepted!

Love,

Bonnie

Day 1

First Class to a Puddle Jumper

First Class to a Puddle Jumper

Running through the airport you can hear the click clap of my flip flops clear across the Atlanta Airport. People were parting the “waters” for me to run past. Some faces smiled with a knowing grin, they too had been in my shoes once before. I think back… How did I get here running through this airport like a scene straight out of the movies? I think back to this morning that was so seemingly normal and quite planned out. I was to arrive in Akron, Ohio around 2:00pm and have a relaxing wait until the rest of my Georgia group joined me. An exit away from the airport I received an automated phone call giving me the news that my flight had been delayed and I was rebooked on a later connecting flight to Ohio. I closed my cell phone to end the call and looked at my flexible roommate. A smile came upon her face and said that is okay lets go to church, you can go with me. I agreed and was thankful to be able to go to morning worship. It has been a good while since I have been to church with my roommate Candie, today I saw it as a blessing. Candie then dropped me off at the airport and hugged me goodbye wishing me a safe trip and a good week. Proceeding into the airport, the thought crossed my mind…. “Finally”. I was going to be on my way in a little less than an hour with one connecting flight; I would only be a tad late. I arrive at my check in kiosk and pulled out my new handy frequent flyer skymile card. I pushed the card in the machine so it could quickly find my reservation and I would be on my way. Card In. doot.doot.doot.doot (machine thinking). Reservation not found. WHAT!?!? The guy this morning promised me I was rescheduled. I march myself over to the forever long line, which this particular airport never has. I finally make it to the check in counter and the representative notifies me that my original flight had been cancelled. I told her that I needed to be in Ohio by tonight and that it did not matter if I went to Cleveland or Akron. And she did this to her computer. ;aieufalkesnf;dshvgaeta nvdsnv sdfnf ;sdtaner sdsodi lksdfjoisdufawen …. Okay you get the point. I am sure whatever she was typing made complete since. She looked. Booked. Booked. Booked. Continental. Booked solid. She looked at me and told me that the problem was with my original flight to Atlanta. The Atlanta flight had a mechanical problem, this was throwing off every other flight out. She told me my best bet was to fly standby on the next leaving flight or fly at midnight tonight. I said okay I would do the standby option. I proceeded to my gate anticipating a long day ahead. Indeed it was. Stand-by….I do believe is code for you will not get on this plane but I want to give you hope. I had high hopes because I had flown standby before because my dear cousin Tim has given me buddy passes home. I generally get on those flights just fine. I knew from experience that I should ask what number in line I was. The nice man, who became my hero later on, told me that I was number seven in line and he was overbooked by eight. There was no way I was going to get on this flight. So guess what he did? A;ljdaklfdf a;lsdfjas;dlkfja asdfjaslfkjas;dfj a;lskdfjsad;fijsad;flkj (typing really fast). Next thing I know he had me CONFIRMED on a 5:00 flight. He told me to wait to be sure I didn’t get on the flight and then come back to get my ticket. So I sat with my book in my hand and waited patiently with no such luck. Thankfully I was confirmed for my next flight. I went back to the desk and my hero printed my ticket. I didn’t even have to tell him my name. J Next thing I know I looked down and I was flying FIRST CLASS! Funny thing, I had just finished telling my roommate this morning that I would like to fly first class just once to experience it. God knew just what I wanted and he took care of his child. J I was living the life of air luxury. I walked onto my plane and I had a blanket and a pillow awaiting my arrival along with a bottle of water and headphones. A nice attendant came by and offered me a drink while I waited for the rest of the passengers to load. Ahhh this was nice. Later in the flight she came back by and brought me a cold coke in a REAL glass, not one of those plastic ones. My snack consisted of gourmet pretzels that I chose from a basket full of snacks and fruit. After relaxing a bit I followed my Aunt Dianne’s advice and asked the attendant about my connection flight. Let me just say she was sweet as pie but she was not too hopeful on my capabilities of making this next flight. Our plane was 15 minutes late and my next flight would leave in 30 minutes. I then knew why the Lord pampered me in first class. He was preparing me for the run I was about to make to my connection. Plus I was at the front of the plane and I would get off first. So my new first class friends cheered me on and said that they believed in me. I step off the plane and RUN FORREST RUN or more like it was RUN BONNIE RUN. People cleared the way for me to make it to the train on the OTHER end of the terminal. I ran past people on the escalator. Finally I made it to the train. I picked up the phone out of breath and 10 minutes to spare. I called mom and said pray; in between me gasping for breath she cheered me on. The next couple of minutes I took to prepare to run for my life. I took off my earrings. (I don’t know what that had to do with anything). I strapped my bag on my back and turned to ask the pilot behind me which way to turn when I got off the train. Okay I had directions in my mind I was ready. Doors OPEN. RUNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!! Guess what? I was on concourse D1 that just so happened to be the very last gate. I ran with all my heart, knowing the Lord was going to get me there. After all he had got me thus far. I reached my gate out of breath. Uhhhh huuuu uuuhhhhh huuuuu (breathing hard) I was the second to last person to get on the plane. Everyone else had already boarded. Phew I made it though. Miracle of all Miracles. I am on the plane. In fact we are about to land. I want to leave you with this one last thought. Last night a dear friend of mine gave me a card before I left. Down at the bottom of the card was the verse Ephesians 3:20 “Now glory be to God, who by His mighty Power at work within us is able to do far more than we would ever dare to ask or even dream of- infinitely beyond our highest prayers, desires, thoughts, or hopes.” The card reads… “The Lord knows your thoughts, He hears your prayers, and even now He is answering in ways beyond what you can imagine.” Today the Lord did just that for me. Isn’t it funny how the Lord answers prayers in just in time and not moment too soon? God got me on that plane just in time and not a moment too soon. God answers our prayers just in time. He might even pamper you to prepare for the run you are about to take. So ladies allow God to pamper you while you spend time in the word. Then you must RUN LADIES RUN! Share the good news of Christ.

First Class to a Puddle Jumper

First Class to a Puddle Jumper

Running through the airport you can hear the click clap of my flip flops clear across the Atlanta Airport. People were parting the “waters” for me to run past. Some faces smiled with a knowing grin, they too had been in my shoes once before. I think back… How did I get here running through this airport like a scene straight out of the movies? I think back to this morning that was so seemingly normal and quite planned out. I was to arrive in Akron, Ohio around 2:00pm and have a relaxing wait until the rest of my Georgia group joined me. An exit away from the airport I received an automated phone call giving me the news that my flight had been delayed and I was rebooked on a later connecting flight to Ohio. I closed my cell phone to end the call and looked at my flexible roommate. A smile came upon her face and said that is okay lets go to church, you can go with me. I agreed and was thankful to be able to go to morning worship. It has been a good while since I have been to church with my roommate Candie, today I saw it as a blessing. Candie then dropped me off at the airport and hugged me goodbye wishing me a safe trip and a good week. Proceeding into the airport, the thought crossed my mind…. “Finally”. I was going to be on my way in a little less than an hour with one connecting flight; I would only be a tad late. I arrive at my check in kiosk and pulled out my new handy frequent flyer skymile card. I pushed the card in the machine so it could quickly find my reservation and I would be on my way. Card In. doot.doot.doot.doot (machine thinking). Reservation not found. WHAT!?!? The guy this morning promised me I was rescheduled. I march myself over to the forever long line, which this particular airport never has. I finally make it to the check in counter and the representative notifies me that my original flight had been cancelled. I told her that I needed to be in Ohio by tonight and that it did not matter if I went to Cleveland or Akron. And she did this to her computer. ;aieufalkesnf;dshvgaeta nvdsnv sdfnf ;sdtaner sdsodi lksdfjoisdufawen …. Okay you get the point. I am sure whatever she was typing made complete since. She looked. Booked. Booked. Booked. Continental. Booked solid. She looked at me and told me that the problem was with my original flight to Atlanta. The Atlanta flight had a mechanical problem, this was throwing off every other flight out. She told me my best bet was to fly standby on the next leaving flight or fly at midnight tonight. I said okay I would do the standby option. I proceeded to my gate anticipating a long day ahead. Indeed it was. Stand-by….I do believe is code for you will not get on this plane but I want to give you hope. I had high hopes because I had flown standby before because my dear cousin Tim has given me buddy passes home. I generally get on those flights just fine. I knew from experience that I should ask what number in line I was. The nice man, who became my hero later on, told me that I was number seven in line and he was overbooked by eight. There was no way I was going to get on this flight. So guess what he did? A;ljdaklfdf a;lsdfjas;dlkfja asdfjaslfkjas;dfj a;lskdfjsad;fijsad;flkj (typing really fast). Next thing I know he had me CONFIRMED on a 5:00 flight. He told me to wait to be sure I didn’t get on the flight and then come back to get my ticket. So I sat with my book in my hand and waited patiently with no such luck. Thankfully I was confirmed for my next flight. I went back to the desk and my hero printed my ticket. I didn’t even have to tell him my name. J Next thing I know I looked down and I was flying FIRST CLASS! Funny thing, I had just finished telling my roommate this morning that I would like to fly first class just once to experience it. God knew just what I wanted and he took care of his child. J I was living the life of air luxury. I walked onto my plane and I had a blanket and a pillow awaiting my arrival along with a bottle of water and headphones. A nice attendant came by and offered me a drink while I waited for the rest of the passengers to load. Ahhh this was nice. Later in the flight she came back by and brought me a cold coke in a REAL glass, not one of those plastic ones. My snack consisted of gourmet pretzels that I chose from a basket full of snacks and fruit. After relaxing a bit I followed my Aunt Dianne’s advice and asked the attendant about my connection flight. Let me just say she was sweet as pie but she was not too hopeful on my capabilities of making this next flight. Our plane was 15 minutes late and my next flight would leave in 30 minutes. I then knew why the Lord pampered me in first class. He was preparing me for the run I was about to make to my connection. Plus I was at the front of the plane and I would get off first. So my new first class friends cheered me on and said that they believed in me. I step off the plane and RUN FORREST RUN or more like it was RUN BONNIE RUN. People cleared the way for me to make it to the train on the OTHER end of the terminal. I ran past people on the escalator. Finally I made it to the train. I picked up the phone out of breath and 10 minutes to spare. I called mom and said pray; in between me gasping for breath she cheered me on. The next couple of minutes I took to prepare to run for my life. I took off my earrings. (I don’t know what that had to do with anything). I strapped my bag on my back and turned to ask the pilot behind me which way to turn when I got off the train. Okay I had directions in my mind I was ready. Doors OPEN. RUNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!! Guess what? I was on concourse D1 that just so happened to be the very last gate. I ran with all my heart, knowing the Lord was going to get me there. After all he had got me thus far. I reached my gate out of breath. Uhhhh huuuu uuuhhhhh huuuuu (breathing hard) I was the second to last person to get on the plane. Everyone else had already boarded. Phew I made it though. Miracle of all Miracles. I am on the plane. In fact we are about to land. I want to leave you with this one last thought. Last night a dear friend of mine gave me a card before I left. Down at the bottom of the card was the verse Ephesians 3:20 “Now glory be to God, who by His mighty Power at work within us is able to do far more than we would ever dare to ask or even dream of- infinitely beyond our highest prayers, desires, thoughts, or hopes.” The card reads… “The Lord knows your thoughts, He hears your prayers, and even now He is answering in ways beyond what you can imagine.” Today the Lord did just that for me. Isn’t it funny how the Lord answers prayers in just in time and not moment too soon? God got me on that plane just in time and not a moment too soon. God answers our prayers just in time. He might even pamper you to prepare for the run you are about to take. So ladies allow God to pamper you while you spend time in the word. Then you must RUN LADIES RUN! Share the good news of Christ.

Pictures are Worth A Thousand Words!

Pictures are Worth A Thousand Words!

God is AHHH- MAY- sing! Here are a few pictures from our Beach Retreat(with added commentary) :)


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[Image]We stopped along the way for lunch and finished with a reading of Psalm 46.Ms. Dot had us sandwiches complete with place mats! [Image]Just a quick pose for the camera on our "driving" break.[Image]Ms. Dot directed us to the most amazing general store I have ever seen! Complete with veggies, candy, snacks, candy, boiled peanuts, candy, hardwood floors, candy.Did I mention there was candy?[Image]
[Image]Ms. Dot purchasing some veggies for her sister and our weekend allotment of nutrition![Image]Every chance I could get I posed with Ms. Renee's beach hat! LOVE IT![Image]MUAH! Must show Ms. Beth how much I love her in the BEACH HAT![Image]Ms. Carol hanging around the house. Probably laughing at how goofy we all are![Image]Oh Beth! Must you be frustrated with the paparazzi all around? :) [Image]Sweet Ms. Lannie![Image]We made sure Ms. Joyce could breath after her dance session. :) Notice the two in the background watching the dance video on my camera. [Image]We started Saturday Morning with Psalm 139! God's Intimate Knowledge of His People. 1-6God's Knowledge is Encompassing.7-16God's Knowledge is Precious. 17-18God's Knowledge searches out our HEARTS.19-24[Image]Ms. Renee blessed ALL the ladies with Pedicures! [Image]Who goes on a Ladies Retreat without a little shopping? Not GSBC ladies![Image]Dot's family invited us over for a cook-out. It was delicious. The amazing thing about this picture is if you notice in the background at the table where I am sitting, I am talking to Ms. Hazel about the Gospel Message! She is hearing me talk about how Jesus bridged the gap for us to be able to "dwell" with a most HOLY GOD. Notice me holding her hand and Dot's brother in- law holding her other hand. In this picture I represent sin; he represents God; and she represents Jesus bridging that gap! We will finish this story later on in the pictures.[Image]
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[Image]Surprise Bonnie! This just turned into a Happy Birthday Party![Image]Mrs. Hazel continued below...[Image]God is WONDERFUL! This is Hazel receiving Christ as Lord and SAVIOR at 75!!![Image]Come on my new sister lets go REJOICE![Image]The Ladies greeting our new sister![Image]
[Image]Pastor of the church talking to Hazel.[Image]Hanging out on Mrs. Hazel's porch, that Dot's family built to begin to share Jesus with her! She can't quit smiling![Image]
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The best reason for the ladies to go to the beach!! Thank you Lord for sending us so that we may be there to welcome and rejoice with our new sister in Christ!
*Update: Hazel began to tell her friend who was not a believer what had happened in her life. They both talked to Bren (Dot's Sister). The friend said "I want what you and Hazel have got." Sooo... they have formed a new believers Bible study for these ladies on Monday nights and this past Monday Hazel's friend accepted Christ as Lord! Praise THE LORD!!!

Pictures are Worth A Thousand Words!

Pictures are Worth A Thousand Words!

God is AHHH- MAY- sing! Here are a few pictures from our Beach Retreat(with added commentary) :)


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[Image]We stopped along the way for lunch and finished with a reading of Psalm 46.Ms. Dot had us sandwiches complete with place mats! [Image]Just a quick pose for the camera on our "driving" break.[Image]Ms. Dot directed us to the most amazing general store I have ever seen! Complete with veggies, candy, snacks, candy, boiled peanuts, candy, hardwood floors, candy.Did I mention there was candy?[Image]
[Image]Ms. Dot purchasing some veggies for her sister and our weekend allotment of nutrition![Image]Every chance I could get I posed with Ms. Renee's beach hat! LOVE IT![Image]MUAH! Must show Ms. Beth how much I love her in the BEACH HAT![Image]Ms. Carol hanging around the house. Probably laughing at how goofy we all are![Image]Oh Beth! Must you be frustrated with the paparazzi all around? :) [Image]Sweet Ms. Lannie![Image]We made sure Ms. Joyce could breath after her dance session. :) Notice the two in the background watching the dance video on my camera. [Image]We started Saturday Morning with Psalm 139! God's Intimate Knowledge of His People. 1-6God's Knowledge is Encompassing.7-16God's Knowledge is Precious. 17-18God's Knowledge searches out our HEARTS.19-24[Image]Ms. Renee blessed ALL the ladies with Pedicures! [Image]Who goes on a Ladies Retreat without a little shopping? Not GSBC ladies![Image]Dot's family invited us over for a cook-out. It was delicious. The amazing thing about this picture is if you notice in the background at the table where I am sitting, I am talking to Ms. Hazel about the Gospel Message! She is hearing me talk about how Jesus bridged the gap for us to be able to "dwell" with a most HOLY GOD. Notice me holding her hand and Dot's brother in- law holding her other hand. In this picture I represent sin; he represents God; and she represents Jesus bridging that gap! We will finish this story later on in the pictures.[Image]
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[Image]Surprise Bonnie! This just turned into a Happy Birthday Party![Image]Mrs. Hazel continued below...[Image]God is WONDERFUL! This is Hazel receiving Christ as Lord and SAVIOR at 75!!![Image]Come on my new sister lets go REJOICE![Image]The Ladies greeting our new sister![Image]
[Image]Pastor of the church talking to Hazel.[Image]Hanging out on Mrs. Hazel's porch, that Dot's family built to begin to share Jesus with her! She can't quit smiling![Image]
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The best reason for the ladies to go to the beach!! Thank you Lord for sending us so that we may be there to welcome and rejoice with our new sister in Christ!
*Update: Hazel began to tell her friend who was not a believer what had happened in her life. They both talked to Bren (Dot's Sister). The friend said "I want what you and Hazel have got." Sooo... they have formed a new believers Bible study for these ladies on Monday nights and this past Monday Hazel's friend accepted Christ as Lord! Praise THE LORD!!!

How Beautiful: A God Sized Love Story

How Beautiful: A God Sized Love Story It seemed like another typical Saturday afternoon in the wedding gown industry. The store was filled with the hustle and bustle of busy consultants tending to blushing brides-to-be. Families were gathered discussing wedding details and trying to envision their loved ones walking down the isle to say “I do” in the particular dress they were modeling. As I was tending to a customer, I heard my name called over the intercom. This was my cue to excuse myself and walk to the front to be introduced to a new bride. As I walked to the welcoming desk, I wondered what type of Bride I was about to meet. Was she going to be excited? Did she know exactly what she wanted? Was her family with her? Was she a nervous bride? As I arrived at the welcome desk, the customer service representative told me that my Bride was shopping for her sister in Romania. She was the same size as her sister and would need to try on different dresses. The CSR pointed to a girl sitting on the couch. I took her paper work and began to walk over. I walked over to the green leather couch in our sitting area and plopped myself down in front of the Romanian sister of the Bride. I noticed a man sitting beside her, who glanced up from his book to acknowledge my presence; he politely smiled then looked back down at his book. He seemed to feel somewhat out of place in the room full of women. Most men do. Sitting to next to him was the sister-of-the-Romanian Bride. Amelia was petite with dark brown hair accented with golden highlights. She was quite beautiful. Amelia looked up from the catalog and smiled warmly at me. The two of us began to chat about her sister’s wedding in Romania. Amelia spoke with perfect English and a heavy Romanian accent. I enjoyed hearing her talk. After I had gotten an idea of what kind of dresses she liked, I left to prepare her room with the proper undergarments for a bridal gown. After the dressing room was prepared, Amelia walked back to the dressing room and the two of us began the process of finding Amelia’s sister’s dream dress. It is customary for consultants to ask questions and talk to the brides so that we may first get to know them and second gain an idea of what kind of dress they might like. This comes natural to me because I love to hear the different stories of how brides meet their fiancés. For Amelia, I wanted to know about her Romanian sister. She told me that her sister was recently engaged and trusted Amelia’s fashion sense. Choices are limited in Romania. Amelia told me that she was married to the man sitting on the couch. Amelia and her husband were wed a couple of years ago and her sister in Romania loved Amelia’s wedding gown. They had tried to get permission for her sister to leave the country to come to America to shop, but they were not granted approval. So Amelia had the responsibility of picking her sisters wedding gown. I now had Amelia dressed in her first wedding gown choice. She took a quick glance in the mirror; her face was glowing with delight. I couldn’t help but wonder if she had a flashback to her own wedding day. I asked her if she would like to go show her husband. She smiled and nodded eagerly. As we walked around the corner, Dan looked up from the book and watched his Bride as she walked toward him. His face was filled with delight and awe as he watched his Bride model the wedding gown. I could tell that he was thinking about the day he wed his bride because he had the same look every groom has on his face when they see their bride for the first time. The groom’s facial expression the moment he sees his bride is my favorite part of a wedding. Dan looked lovingly at his wife; as Amelia and I discussed the details of the dress. She was glowing. We then decided to try another gown. As I was helping her dress in the second gown, I took this time to get to know her. I asked what brought her to America. She answered, “My husband.” From that moment she had me intrigued. “Well how did you meet your husband?” She responded. “I met him when I was only fifteen. Have you ever heard of something called mission trip?” she said in a heavy Romanian accent. I smiled and shared with her that I was also a believer. She continued, “My husband came over on a mission trip when I was fifteen. I could not speak English and he could not speak Romanian. We first spoke through a friend who translated. My friend did not know much English herself! After he left, we kept in touch over the years and I learned English. I came to America and worked as an au pair. After awhile we were married.” As I zipped up the wedding gown, I stood in awe of how God worked in the love story of his children, bringing two people together that lived nations apart. What a beautiful love story! We too, are living in the midst of a beautiful love story. The tapestry of God’s word paints a beautiful picture of marriage. The scripture in Ephesians 5:21-30 teaches us that a marriage covenant reflects the relationship of Christ and the Church. The wife is to submit to the husband, as the church is to submit to Christ. Husbands are to love the wife as “Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her.” We see God’s love for the nations through Christ’s mandate in Matthew 28:19-20, “Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I have commanded you. And behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age.” Amelia and Dan’s story is a reflection of God’s love for the church and the nations. Like Dan and Amelia, we too have a translator or in better words one who speaks on our behalf, his name is Christ. Dan went to Amelia to share the gospel. God sent his son Jesus to be the gospel for us. Dan and Amelia kept in touch over the years. God sent his Holy Spirit in Acts chapter 2 so that we might have continual communication with the Father. Amelia learned English. We study God’s word so that we may know him better. “My son, pay attention to what I say; listen closely to my words” Proverbs 4:20. Dan and Amelia were joined in marriage. We are joined with Christ through salvation (1 Corinthians 6:17). Dan went across an ocean to meet his Bride. God sends his disciples across the ocean or across the street to share the love of Christ. How Beautiful! Hebrews 10:15 “As it is written, How beautiful are the feet of those who share the good news!” Listen to this song "How Beautiful"Take a moment. Close your eyes. Listen to the words. Worship.