You know you're in the deep South when you see the signs, "Alligator River", "Boiled Peanuts", "Land of Cotton", and "Fresh Seafood". Yes, that definitely gets my attention! The last week I feel like Larry and I have been privileged to journey through history and adventure books as we passed through Maryland, Virginia (noteably Richmond, Virginia), mesmerized by the Shenandoah Valley. There was a tinge of tears as we drove amidst the once blood-soaked battlegrounds of those who shed their blood and gave their lives. Thousands were just kids fighting an adult war for freedom so you and I could enjoy it. Very touching.

"Classy...That's the first word that came to my mind after the first five minutes of Larry and Gloria's service had passed. Not classy in a prideful, uppity sense, but classy in the sense that they were doing what they were born to do and were so very good at it. They were good at being themselves and being comfortable in their own skin, good at hearing the call of God and living out that call with excellence, good at making a congregation of strangers immediately feel like a gathering of friends and good at telling corny jokes (Larry) and good at patient eye-rolling at said jokes (Gloria).

After the morning service, I talked with several of our parishioners and each one of them said basically the same thing, "We just loved Larry and Gloria. They are such special people!" As I thought about their tenderspirits, dedicated lifestyle, and passion for the souls of the unsaved,I couldn't help but agree.
In fact, I figure that if a person was looking for the perfect recipe for a pair of evangelists, those characteristics I saw in Larry and Gloria would provide the main ingredients: sweet spirits, dedicated lives,a passion for souls...with a dash of class thrown in."




to be at the service. When I saw them I gasped, "Don't tell me you drove 350 miles just to be here tonight." At which Tamara chuckled, "That's what you get for advertising your schedule in your newsletter." Over lunch the next day Don and Tamara commented, "We've never personally been in one of your services - but as soon as the two of you began to sing and share I felt everyone in the sanctuary relax. We could tell by watching you that you enjoy ministry and love each other. It really came across - and we felt the anointing on the altar call, which was evident when the invitation to come to Christ was presented. I'm glad we came."

To my mother, Julie Brooks, on November 16th! She is and has been my inspiration, role model and definitely the wind beneath my wings. We had a family reunion celebration for her in July and this coming Sunday the 21st, there is a friends and family open house in Sisseton, SD. (For those who know my mom, you can send an email to our office and we will get it to her: Julie Brooks, in care of llmin@venturecomm.net).This thanksgiving, take the opportunity and privilege to appreciate each to her and tell everyone that you love them. Life is uncertain - the future is uncertain - but God is faithful! Have a wonderful thanksgiving and God bless you!
The Best Day of My Life
Today, when I awoke, I suddenly realized that this is the best day of my life, ever!
There were times when I wondered if I would ever make it to today; but I did! AND because I did, I'm going to celebrate!
Today, I'm going to celebrate what an unbelievable life I've had so far:
the accomplishments, the many blessings, and, yes, even the hardships
Because they have served to make me stronger.
I will go through this day with my head held high, and a happy heart.
I will marvel at God's seemingly simple gifts;
the morning dew, the sun, the clouds, the trees, the flowers, the birds.
Today, none of these miraculous creations will escape my notice.
Today, I will share my excitement of life with other people.
I will make someone smile.
I'll go out of my way to perform an unexpected act of kindness for someone I don't even know.
Today, I will give a sincere compliment to someone who seems down.
I'll tell a child how special he is,
And I'll tell someone I love just how deeply I care for them
and how much they mean to me.
Today is a day I quit worrying about what I don't have and start being grateful for all the wonderful things God has already given me.
I'll remember that to worry is just a waste of time
Because my faith in God and His Divine Plan Ensures everything will be just fine.
Tonight, before I go to bed, I'll go outside and raise my eyes to the heavens.
I will stand in awe at the beauty of the stars and moon,
and I will praise God for these magnificent treasures.
As the day ends and I lay my head down on my pillow,
I will thank the Almighty for the best day of my life
And I will sleep the sleep of a contented child excited with expectation because I know tomorrow is going to be.....
The Best Day of My Life!
C 1993 G.M. Lousignot, Ph.D. All rights reserved. Reprinted with permission.

An easy way to share (get rid of) Thanksgiving leftovers is to buy the throw-away aluminum baking pans with lids to send leftovers home with guests. Example: Buy 2 pans for each family; one for the main meal leftovers and one for desserts.








he proceeded to share with me, "Oh how I needed this and enjoyed it. I wouldn't have missed this for anything. After Ivan passed away, I was experiencing some real tough lonely days. One day in particular I was so hurting and I picked up your book, For This Moment, which tells about your tears, trials and triumphs. It just encouraged me so much! Thank you!" I love these older saints who pour forth into my life. What gems!
corn fields, pastures of cattle and sheep, lazy rivers and creeks and billions of leaves that proudly display their fall colors. As I write...huge reddish gold maple leaves are falling like snowflakes...ugh, let's not mention that word! The Weather Channel says here in Clarion, PA, which is just a skip and hop from Pittsburgh, may get its first flurries tomorrow. With that in mind, Larry is urgently working along with a couple of partner friends getting some maintenance done on the motor home. We need that done before we head out tomorrow to Salisbury, PA, which is not far from Cumberland, Maryland.
On October 10th, we were back in Hillsdale, MI with our pastor friends Dennis and Joyce Haarer. We've been with them several times through the years. Their sweet loving spirits along with their sweet congregation always make us feel like we're coming home. When Pastor Dennis introduced us he said, "If I were to describe Larry and Gloria's ministry...I would say it is an 'altar call on wheels' with singing, preaching and a few of Larry's crazy jokes." I thought, "Wow! We've never been described like that before." Then the pastor added, "People always come to Christ in their services...and I know it will happen again this morning." 

Thursday afternoon, Walt Clutter, our host, pounded on the motor home door and commanded, "Get out of that office - it's the last nice, warm day of the season - we're taking you and Larry on a ride through the back hills, up on the mountain on a mule!" I thought, "Dear God... the last thing I want to do is ride a mule." Then Walt grinned, "That's my four-wheeler - common let's go!" They threw a bale of hay on the back where Joan and I rode. Larry, the dog Buddy and Walt climbed in the front. 






"Your ministry enriched our lives individually and corporately as the Body of Christ. Thank you for your quality of presentation. We could see the activity of Christ and the unfolding work of the Holy Spirit in the service, especially in the times of encouragement to the Lost and hurting. We are most grateful for those who made first time commitments or recommitments at the altar call. Again, thank you for challenging our people with the heart of God...reaching out to the Lost and prodigals."

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part of the country." I replied, "I don't know, but its' relatives were here last year and weaved a web in that same place by the door." Everytime I've tried to take the web down and get rid of the spider he gets away... and evidently survives." 




There was a family, of about 8 or 10 that was sitting in one long pew. Cindy Hana, part of the family, wept as she shared with me after the service, "We lost our dear mother one year ago today, unexpectedly, having been diagnosed with lung cancer for only two weeks. It was such a shock to all of us…we miss her deeply. The immediate family decided to get together on this day, one year remembrance of her death, and wanted to do something as a family in her memory. One of the families suggested that we attend your service…I'm so glad we did. I'm sure you saw us women all weeping tears…we were so ministered unto, comforted and encouraged by your music and ministry. We definitely felt God's love. Thank you."
and told her we may be able to come on a Friday night. "Good…that'll work. We'll plan on it", she chirped. From that moment she talked to pastor, made phone calls and pushed to get the advertising out. Her persistence won - it was a wonderful service. When I shared with her two daughters about her mom's persistence they smiled and said, "That's our mom…persistent!" We need more "Arlene's" out there with a passion and push to win the Lost. And of course, as they do in rural America churches, they had a delicious lunch with all kinds of goodies afterwards. Larry was all in favor of that!



















chuckled and responded, "Maybe you're shocked that we are still alive and going!" We had a good laugh. I can't tell you the brain-squeeze that we experience when so many adults tell us, "I remember you when I was just a child" (may I add it happens more than you can imagine!). Pastor Randy and his wife, Debbie, traveled with Steve and Becky Smith as part of Heartsong for several years and had a wonderful ministry of music and preaching. 


the area. We were able to catch up with our friend and ministry partner, Todd Leininger and his son Bret, who pastored in Wisconsin and is now living in Watertown. We have ministered with him several times and it was a joy to see them again. It was also great to see people in the local church that Larry and I have known since we were in our late teens and used to attend youth events at that church. Wow…now I'm making myself feel really older than I am…or maybe not! 

