Happy Birthday Tracie

I have been blessed to have celebrated 27 birthdays with a most beautiful lady....

Tracie you indeed are the light of my life....

You continue to help my dreams come true day after day....

I know I am the inspiration and you are the perspiration in this team and I truly appreciate all that you do.....

You are a graceful and constant reminder of what a lady should be.....

A perfect mother and wife, no man could ever ask for more.....

I do not intend to make a big fanfare about the day....

Rather I know you will go about your affairs and ride your bus and hug your kids and be the church mama this community has come to love and appreciate....

I will allow you a graceful day......

Please know that I love you more than ever and though we will not discuss years.....

You indeed have gotten better with them....

I will love you forever.....

K

Birthday Thanks

The birthday texts began at 12:01 today....

Emails, calls, Facebook wishes, texts and numbered in the hundreds.....

Thanks to each of you who have shown kindness to me today....

Thank you Tracie for making the day special....

From your blog note to the lunch and the man cure stuff and the birthday cake and Starbucks and all the sweet things in between......

Truly you made this a special day....

Thanks to the friends and family who indeed make life worth living....

And thank you Lord for allowing me these 48 years along with my family and CUPC and the host of friends we travel this life with....

Thanks all....

rks

National Forgiveness Day

Tribute To My Preacher Daddy

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Father's Day Repost


I offered this some time back in a more informal setting but have chosen to edit and offer it as a tribute to my father this Father's Day weekend. Pastor Ron Smith is a hero to his children and has been very careful to guard the name he handed to his three sons. Andy, Myron, Sharla, Kay and I have much to be thankful for. Mom has followed him through rain and flood to help him follow his dream. Blessings...rks




Dad is a preacher man...

The old fashioned kind that believed that white was white.....

Black was black.....

And gray had too much white to be black and black to be white...

He started and pastored numerous churches.....

Accumulating five kids along the way.....

Of which all five are in full time ministry with the United Pentecostal Church...

To this day he apologizes for the things he was never able to give us....

He shouldn’t….

Look what he was able to.....

Faith, trust, conviction, work ethic, willingness to sacrifice, conviction, manhood, independence and unwavering stamina are to name but a few.....

A few days ago we talked again on this matter I wanted him to know what I considered to be the greatest thing he gave us....

Dad was always there......

No, his was never a marquis name.....

You never saw him on conference platforms....

Nor his name printed on little postcards.....

He never flew off to preach for some big name....

Or in some other country...

Dad was always there.....

He took us to school....

And then picked us up.....

He would let me play hooky and run around town with him and then send a note to the principal saying that Kent was sick yesterday and needed a treatment....

Ah those treatments from Dad.....

Breakfast at Whataburger, coffee at 7-11, and back to Whataburger for lunch.....

Those treatments consisted of garage sales....lumber yards....trips to his bank....

And laughing.......

Laughing....

And then laughing some more.....

I think I might could use one of those treatments this week.....

Dad was there......

Dad was poor when I was growing up........

But God changed all that for him.....

Poor that is by monetary standards.....

But today he is a very wealthy man.....

When he goes to conference or camp meeting.....

He has some or all of his five kids sitting on the bench beside him......

His grown grandchildren are all seeking ministry.....

He even had an old dog one time that he taught to sing and preach.....

Dad is rich....

Dad was there......

He retired from pastoring a few years ago....

But took another little church earlier last year and is working his little miracle on it......

He took me by it yesterday and wanted to show off the new annex, sign, parking lot, sound system and even brag about some of his new saints…….

Old preachers never really retire….

He has refired……..

I heard him preach at the Texas Camp Meeting today……

The same clear sound as the last forty years……

I just want to salute the old rascal this morning.....

Dad was always there for his wife, his five nappy headed little kids and his church

Thanks Dad.......

On this Father’s Day week I salute you….

You stand head and shoulders above many………

Mark One For The Good Guys

The View From The Electric Grocery Buggy

I have always wanted to drive on of these things.....

1 Samuel 15:23

For rebellion is as the sin of witchcraft,

Rebellion wrapped in spirituality is as the sin of witchcraft....

This afternoon I feel to address this matter....

I simply resist the spirits of rebellion and the curse of witchcraft which would attach themselves to the saints of God....

And to the ones who are angered by this simple post....

I plead the blood of Jesus for you.....

Nothing Ever Really Changes

The following is an excerpt from dialogue with some United Pentecostal Church International ministers earlier today. The subject was change, and my thoughts below I share with you.


Now none can deny a rapidly shifting culture...

But in all reality beyond technological advances we are really kinda like we always were.....

Sin will not change......

Nor will the definition of sin.....

No matter how popular the guy is that wants to "turn the grace of God into lasciviousness"

You boys that beat the change drum really must understand that nothing really changes and you in your youthfulness are but seeing the same things cycle by again......

35 years ago the preachers were crying out because we had some girls wearing minidresses and cutting their hair.....

Look around and the past repeats itself.....

We have had preachers backsliding and going the other direction for generations.....

This was even going on back in the NT.........

You youthful change drum beaters need but cool your jets and enjoy you laptops while they last for they will one day be gone as well.....

Heaven and earth will pass away but the Word of God will not......

And those principles continue on unchanged......

And there will be lovers of truth....

There will also be lovers of them ownselves....

There will be those who manipulate the grace of God to their advantage......

There will be those who are nothing but ticklers of the itching ear.....

There will be those who forsake their first love....

There will be those who love this present world.....

There will be those who choose to believe lies and be damned because the Lord will turn them over to the delusion of the lies they love......

There will be those Annanias and Sapphiras who lie about their business.....

Sceva still is having sons......

But all in all things of the Kingdom will remain the same and the beaters of the drum of change view life but in the narrowest of their personal agendas.....

And things will continue....

We heard that TV was the answer to winning the masses and we could not wait a single day or they would all be lost....

Where are the masses won?

Where are the campaigns and blitzes into those high rise buildings.....

And we are about to lose that crowd who was the loudest for this absolute needed change.....

And as usual.....

Nothing really changed and now we see unbudding the truth that TV and souls in high rise buildings were never really the issue....

They were just the propaganda tool.....

And nothing changes......

Each of us should just keep praying and fasting and preaching and loving the souls we encounter for one day soon the real change will take place and all these mundane debates will be forgotten.....

A Tune America Needs To Hear.....