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Happy Thanksgiving 2016

“Now thank we all our God with heart and hands and voices, who wondrous things hath done, in whom his world rejoices; who from our mothers’ arms, hath blessed us on our way with countless gifts of love, and still is ours today.”

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Now thank we all our God:

 

~For our beautiful new home in an established neighborhood in New Port Richey, FL. (Please make a note of our new address above.) This lovely provision is clearly from His hand.

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~For an amazing church family in Palm Harbor, FL. The body of Crystal Cove Community Church has blessed us greatly with love, prayers, and financial support as Alan has taken on an interim position. ~For Alan’s job teaching middle and high school at Grace Christian School. He takes joy in teaching Literature, English, and Spanish. ~For his establishment of El-Elyon Seminary in Bohoc, Haiti.

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~ For Cheryl’s myasthenia gravis flare-up which resulted in her having to resign from her teaching job. (She plans to continue subbing.) Yes, we praise him for all things. The Lord has used the time for her to set-up our home. We are seeking the Lord to see if it is His timing for her to launch her Securely Held ministry. We appreciate your prayers for the Lord’s healing graces.

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~For Joseph’s making good friends and adjusting well to Florida, he is having an excellent senior year and enjoys his job at Chick-fil-A.

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For Hannah and Daniel prospering in their careers in Atlanta, GA. For the Lord preserving Hannah’s life after she developed an internal bleed following what was supposed to be outpatient surgery.

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~For Abigail and Kenneth enjoying married life in Chattanooga, TN.

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~For the home-going of both of Alan’s precious parents and our dear spiritual mother, Pat Vitkus.

“The separation is temporary, the reunion eternal.”

 

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“He has done wondrous things and blessed us on our way with countless gifts of love!”

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Securely held in Christ,

Cheryl for the Lutzes

 

 

 

My Favorite Front Porch Story

Ps 99:1 The LORD reigns; let the peoples tremble! He dwells between the cherubim; let the earth be moved!

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A fresh sense of hope entered our home as dear friends arrived for dinner. What a comfort it is to break bread around the dining room table with special family and soul mates.

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Though our hearts revived through exceptional fellowship and food, we still needed a private hour to receive counsel from our dear friends who came to help us bear our heavy burden.

Someone suggested the four of us retreat to the front porch. What a grand idea! We meandered out and stood still for a moment as we breathed in the enticing smells of a Georgia summer. Our sweet company took the time to admire my husband’s handiwork as they observed the freshly stained deck and the crisp white rails.

The birds chirped softly in the background as we sat down in the old rockers with a bright new coat of paint, which seemed to revive them to their original state. I deeply sighed as I listened to the gentle creak of that old armchair against the planks of wood. I then opened my mouth to ask the question that had been burning in my heart.

“Is it okay for my soul-wounded pastor/husband to leave a flock we deeply love?” My diseased body and depressed soul longed for answers. The light cool breeze refreshed our skin, as their words refreshed our souls. We knew that we knew, their response was from Him

Due to that front porch counsel, we have since sold that lovely Georgia home and most of our possessions and moved to Florida. We are each pursuing our God-given passion to teach, preach, counsel, and speak the gospel here, and around the world.

I now encourage you to step out and away onto your “front porch”, wherever that is for you. Perhaps with trusted mentors, or perhaps just you, Jesus, and His Word. Quiet your soul and listen. He will show up. He will speak.

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“There, there on eagle’s wings we soar,And time and sense seem all no more,And heaven comes down our souls to greet,And glory crowns the mercy seat.” (From Every Stormy Wind that Blows, Hugh Stowell)