An amazing summer. Part 1

I would apologize for not posting for so long and tell you all just how sorry I was for my lack of blogging except for the fact that I am not really sorry. Sorry for not being sorry.
This Summer has been great. It has been full of challenges, fun, excitement, change and commitment. But even better than having a great Summer full of blessings is the great God of the Summer of blessings. His mercy to me is far beyond my comprehension, why he should pity me is far from my feeble understanding.

First I will start with the Big Sky Bible Conference. I know that most people have had their little afterglow parties. That everybody has told of all the blessings they got. And I know that it's been a couple months since it was over too. But I haven't had mine.

This year was tremendous just as it is every year. I was praying for something specific and God answered. It's actually kind of funny. I was hoping for the first 4 days or so that God would just move like I have had before and that he would almost overwhelmingly like I am sure some of you could relate to. But it seemed like nothing. Like it was unusually quiet. God was speaking but it wasn't like I had hoped for or expected. (Funny thing: you can't expect God to sit in your little box and perform little tricks for you based on what YOU think.) What I had come to realize was that God has spoken to me on many different occasions before. This time it was more or less his confirmation on a lot of things that I have been iffy on. Let's just say that I am a modern day Gideon and that was one of my last tests, hopefully(you know how we as humans are). God wasn't showing me some new thing, he wasn't changing my direction to a better way for him, but rather he was saying, GET WITH THE PROGRAM, BUCKO! Let me confess something to you. I have lived a rather empty and selfish life up to this point. There has not been a whole lot done for God in the past several years that I have been saved. Before moving to Dillon my witnessing had all but died, my prayer life had been worse than poor, my Bible reading a joke. It still needs a lot of help, but by God's grace he draws me nearer everyday. I know what God wants and knew what God wanted besides all that I mentioned before and I had always been afraid of my calling. But on Friday night I hit the altar, I gave up. I was tired of fighting. All my fighting probably caused me more grief than if I had just surrendered in the first place. All that being said, I have had some more battles with this thing. I know what I am fighting now and a little better how to do so. Since then I have started doing a little in what I believe my calling is and to my surprise GOD BLESSED! WOW! To think that he would let me down just goes to show what sort of nature I have.

Besides all those blessings, it was great to have all the people from all over come and to have sweet fellowship with other believers! One day it will be a GRAND reunion. Here are some pictures from that.



Canoeing at Clark Canyon

 




Cliff Jumping at Clark Canyon

 


The Drink Table Ladies

                                       



Hike around Agnes lake





I also got to spend some time withe these...

 


...some of my very best friends.




This was found whilst straitening hymn books
You can tell the kids are paying attention

 It was a great time outside of the preaching too!




Scripture to ponder:

Matthew 9:37 Then saith he unto his disciples, The harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers are few;

38 Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he will send forth labourers into his harvest.