Vicki, having coffee with you and other E Church early risers would be
absolutely wonderful!  It gets rather lonely here, so the company of my
brothers and sisters in Christ, especially over a cup of coffee, would be a
great blessing for me.  Smile

Helen

Earlier, Vicki and The Rors wrote:
>Thanks Helen.  You know, I don't know if I'd really have had time to think
>about it, and not obey.  God was just so good as to have taken care of me.
>Smile.
>
>Wish you were over here and we could have coffee together this a.m.  We
>could include other early risers too, like Charlie, and whoever, and we'd
>have an echurch coffee.  Smile.  Of course we'd serve tea too and maybe some
>pastries.
>
>Blessings,
>Vicki
>
>
>
>
>
>
>----- Original Message -----
>From: "Helen" <[log in to unmask]>
>To: <[log in to unmask]>
>Sent: Tuesday, June 29, 2004 5:38 AM
>Subject: Re: Electrically speaking
>
>
> > Good morning, Vicki and Everyone,
> >
> > Vicki, that is a great testimony to obedience.  So glad you and Rory are
>safe!
> > Isn't the Lord wonderful in keeping His promises to us?
> >
> > Helen
> >
> >
> > Earlier, Vicki and The Rors wrote:
> > >I don't recall having so many night storms as we have had in the last few
> > >years. This particular night, I was jolted awake by a loud clap of
>thunder
> > >and the ever increasing sound of rain collecting on the roof top.  First
>it
> > >tapped on the roof gently but incessantly.   Then it opened up to a
>steady
> > >drone, and quickly grew in to a deluge, pounding the roof with a loud
>roar
> > >and drenching everything in its path.  I wondered by the size of the
> > >droplets if it was going to turn in to hale and wreak havoc on the
>beautiful
> > >flowers on my patio and the large produce garden next door.  .  Rory, my
> > >5-year-old Yellow Labrador who has taken a sound dislike to the noisy
> > >thunder was restless.  I knew he didn't like the sudden interruption to
>his
> > >sleep anymore than I did.  I thought, however, that he might really need
>to
> > >go outside to relieve himself, as he kept insisting on prancing back and
> > >forth to the door.  I didn't relish the thought of going out, but The
>rain
> > >began to let up, and I thought we could manage to slip out, take care of
> > >business and get back inside quickly while there appeared to be a lull in
> > >the action.  So I dressed, after a fashion, and took the leash from it's
> > >standard abode, fastened it to Rory's collar and placed my hand on the
>door
> > >knob.  Just that second, the words, "don't go out there," went through my
> > >mind.  Then,  the next words more powerfully spoken, "do not go out
>there."
> > >Instantly there was a loud clap of thunder with a crack to it.  I knew by
> > >that sound that the lightning was close.  and I had that Erie physical
> > >feeling that happens when an electrical storm has just dumped a bunch of
> > >current in to the air.  I stood there shaking from my sandled feet to the
> > >top of my head, knowing that God in his infinite wisdom had just placed
>his
> > >protective hand over the two of us.  The storm continued to rage,
>however, I
> > >found myself focusing away from the storm and onto those words still
>ringing
> > >in my spirit.  I was afraid.  No longer of the storm, but I feared
> > >disobeying that protective covering I was now so keenly aware of. Whether
> > >those words were spoken in to my spirit and echoed through my mind, or
> > >whether there was a real audible voice, I'm not sure.  It really doesn't
> > >matter.  The results were the same.  My shaking hand released from the
>door
> > >knob, I put the leash back in its place, and person and beast returned to
> > >their beds with the continuing steady pitter patter of rain drops on the
> > >roof, and the sound of thunder fading in to the distance..  Both of us
> > >settled down to finish our rest for the night knowing that the Creator
>God
> > >still cares for his creatures, wondering if a healthy dose of fear of
> > >disobeying the Lord in any way might not be good for all of us .