We never did know exactly who was killed in the cave-in or if it really happened but the prospect of suffocation looms as a very real memory.
You see, there was a sand pit near the elementary school we attended as children. We could see banks of inviting yellow sand sticking up above the palmetto scrub as we jostled along the highway headed home in the school bus after the final bell of the day. There was some sort of fence between DeLeon Springs Elementary and the forbidden sand pits. But it wasn't the fence that kept us out. It was fear. The legend of the kids who ditched school and went exploring in the sand pits, never to be seen alive again was often repeated. Tales of how they dug into one of those banks of sand and how it caved in on them were vivid and quite real to children with powerful imaginations. We were being protected from very real dangers by an underlying drive for self preservation.
Perhaps something like that is being hinted at by the scriptural statement, "The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom". If we respect the possibility of eternal retribution from Someone absolutely in charge, we may well be motivated to research His requirements and comply.
Perhaps not for love of His sterling nature, but in simple self-preservation we begin our search. As we discover He is real, we learn that His character and nature deserve our love, praise, worship and devotion. The relationship that began with, "thou shall NOT", developed into, "Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden and I will give you rest". As we learn the truth of His terrible sacrifice for each of us on Calvary's cruel cross, we fall hopelessly in love with our real, warm, loving, wonderful and forgiving Heavenly Father.
Lovingly,
Richard Orrell, Lead Pastor
Posted by: Pastor Rich Orrell AT 07:02 am
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Growing up in the balmy Autumn weather of central Florida, there were many things we never got to experience. Not once did our schools close down for snow or ice. Hooded parkas and mittens were things we barely knew about. And If we ever actually wore a sweater or light jacket to the bus stop it was hanging on a coat hook before noon. But even in the South things can change. One year, my older sister and I had helped Dad bring in a supply of wood for the Daisy pot-belly stove that was our sole source of heat. The fact that we had to get wood must have meant it was cold. But in the drafty old farm house we called home, anything below 70 degrees meant extra blankets on the bed and a fire in that old stove.
I don’t remember who added the extra wood. Likely it was one of us children who got carried away with the pine knots we had loaded into my little red wagon and stacked carefully in the wood box. Daddy knew better.
Soon, the sides of the chubby little stove were cherry red as the pitch in the wood made it burn fiercely. Daddy dutifully dampered it down and used our carelessness as a teaching moment. As he remonstrated with us, no one noticed our toddler niece getting close to the stove until she tripped and fell onto the blistering hot stove. Her tiny arm bore the brunt of the impact and came away with the word, “Daisy” branded into the tender flesh of her forearm.
I wouldn’t characterize us as remarkably religious people. We were just a family who loved each other and knew that if it mattered to us…God cared. Instinctively, Mother and others prayed even as old home remedies were hastily applied. It has been so long. I do not remember what those remedies might have been. I just recall vividly the relief when a few months later someone noticed how quickly the “Daisy” faded from her arm as the terrible pain vanished from her mind.
As we approach Thanksgiving let us remember things like this from our own past when God’s amazing Grace was applied in some marvelous way in our lives.
Lovingly,
Richard Orrell, Pastor
Posted by: Pastor Rich Orrell AT 06:42 am
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“Then if my people who are called by my name will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sins and restore their land.”
God’s people prayed. If we believe Scripture, He answered our prayers, the elections are over. Praise the Lord we had a peaceful election cycle. NOW, let’s trust the last of His promise, that He will now RESTORE OUR LAND.
Democrats, Independents, Republicans: Now let’s all unite and pray for our newly elected leadership and pray that God will direct our nation’s path. As we’ve said many times, GOD IS IN CONTROL, HE has our future in His hands.
“God is good, all the time, He’s good ALL the time.” Thank you Jesus for your care.
Love ya, Pastor Phil
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Reading the book of Ruth in the Bible is a refreshing experience. It is short enough to be easily read in one sitting and the content is heartwarming. Many applications for our modern day lives can be made of the timeless truth found in these few short pages. One of my favorites is simply the loyalty between Naomi and Ruth. There were others who made the choice to go with what seemed more logical. But even when her own sister turned back, Ruth plodded relentlessly after her mother in law. Bereft of her husband and childless in a society that looked down on the married woman with no offspring, Ruth allowed her love and loyalty for Naomi to propel her into an uncertain future that unbeknownst to her would include her in the ancestry of Messiah.
How amazing that God reached into the life of a refugee Gentile, Jewish by choice and by loyalty, to find someone to cooperate with His plan to bless the entire world with a Savior! Did she have any comprehension of all God had planned? Not in a million years. All she had was her ironclad declaration of intent: "Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will be my people and your God my God."
May the Lord bring us to a similar place in our commitments. May friendship and loyalty once again draw us away from the fickleness promoted by the self centered entertainment industry.
May we be courageous enough to stand by those we love even though we may disapprove of their behavior. May we faithfully exert the influence God has given us to change them (and us!) for the better. Remember; God placed you in their lives for a reason.
His purpose may not be readily seen nor easily grasped. But given time and proximity His will is made clear. If we remove ourselves from someone's life the influence God intended for us to exert becomes difficult if not impossible.
Lovingly,
Richard Orrell, Lead Pastor
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The lyrics to Thomas A. Dorsey's old gospel song say, "Precious Lord take my hand. Lead me on help me stand". Written at a crisis point in his own life, Mr. Dorsey's thinking has helped shape the feelings of many who are troubled by events out of their control.
Each time I hear that dear old song I'm reminded of the security I felt as a child crossing the busy downtown street of our home town with my hand in daddy's calloused hand. To use his colorful turn of phrase, the boulevard was often "running bank-full". In those days US 17 highway was routed right through the middle of our small town and carried much of the North/South traffic as the cold sensitive populace ebbed and flowed across the Mason-Dixon Line with the change of seasons.
There were only two kinds of pedestrians; the quick and the dead. But the dangers of crossing the street were of little concern to me. The capabilities of my stubby little legs were superseded by the length of Daddy's adult strides. My hand in his guaranteed he would lift me above my own inadequacies. And should I fall, he would pick me up and carry me to safety.
So it is for us as believers. There is so much of life that eludes our control; so many challenges able to crush the life out of our dreams. But we have placed our hand in God's great hand. His compassionate heart senses our every concern. His capabilities tower over all our fears. His power fills in the blanks for our inadequacies. His strength shores us up at our weak points.
Tommy Dorsey's great lyrics become our daily prayer: "Precious Lord, take my hand. Lead me on, help me stand. I am tired. I am weak. I am worn. Through the storm, through the night. Lead me on to the Light. Take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home."
Let God pick you up, then try again!
Lovingly,
Pastor Richard Orrell
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2“I am leaving you with a gift—peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give. So don’t be troubled or afraid.”
As we approach November 8th elections, many in our country are stressed and face uncertainty. Today’s scripture tells us that God has left us a GIFT— His PEACE.
Our responsibility is to PRAY and VOTE. The results are up to the Lord. The WORD says that He raises up and lets down those in power. All power and authority comes from God.
Men may strive, but God ultimately is in control of our country and our futures.
Let’s all be sure to vote, but not worry and fret, for our Father is in control. Do your part: PRAY and VOTE. Then relax in the knowledge that God does all things well.
Love ya, Pastor Phil
Posted by: Pastor Phil Illum AT 07:10 am
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“Then ifmypeople, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sins and restore their land.”
Friends: We have just 38 days until possibly the most important election in our Nation’s history.
According to this Scripture, if we call on His name and turn from our wicked ways He will restore our land.
However, as Christians, we have a God-given right and a command from Him to vote and be active in the decisions that affect our land.
If we don’t vote we are making the wrong choice. Due to my not being able to vote on election day, we cast our absentee ballot last Tuesday for whom we pray is our next President. I encourage each of you to PRAY and VOTE!
Love ya, Pastor Phil
Posted by: Pastor Phil Illum AT 07:05 am
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I had agreed to drive my aging aunt and uncle home to Florida which not only helped them but gave me a ride as well. We loaded their nearly new Plymouth and started the long trek from the Ozarks to the flatlands of the South.
In a small town in the middle of Alabama we encountered a roadblock. We never found out why the police were checking driver's licenses and insurance coverage. But that was no problem because we knew we were completely legal. Or so we thought. I confidently produced my license and my uncle produced the other documents that were needed. When we finally edged our way to the checkpoint we were pleasantly surprised to be waved through without so much as a glance at the papers we had produced.
It was only later as we thought back on the encounter that we realized the kind policeman had noticed our front license plate which said something about Florida. He correctly assumed that was our destination and that we were not local. The conversation then turned to license renewal times. I hadn't yet put mine away so I glanced at it thinking I had another year to go before renewal. My heart came up in my throat as I realized I was driving such a long trip on a license that had expired weeks earlier. And of course it was a holiday weekend so there would be no opportunity to renew the license while I was in Florida.
In order to get back for college classes and job responsibilities I would have to leave very early Monday morning driving once again on that expired license. And once again, I was stopped by an Alabama State Trooper and had to produce that out of date license. And yep...I was scared out of my mind. Imagine my surprise and relief when the trooper never even looked at my license but handed me a coke and thanked me for my safe driving habits as he had been following me for several miles.
Folks, there is a God in Heaven who watches out for those who mean well and are doing their best but aren't quite up to par. In both of these encounters I certainly deserved law but received grace instead. How about you? Aren't you glad we do not get what we deserve but are recipients of God's great grace...instead?
Lovingly,
Pastor Richard Orrell
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