Writing to Remember

Happy Mothers Day all!

I hope you all woke up to a great day wherever you are.  For us, it’s moving towards winter so it was nice to stay in bed just a few extra minutes, cherishing the warm blanket and trying not to think about the shock that was coming when our feet hit the floor. Up at at ‘em, we headed for our once-a-month service where Tony would be preaching to a group of lovely folks, mostly around our age. They still love to sing the old hymns, so worshiping with them is a real breath of fresh air.

This day was no exception, followed by a ‘surprise’ visit from my daughter Nicki. They live in Brisbane and are both working so we don’t see them as often as we’d like.   She and her husband were booked in for later tonight, as he’s working here on the coast for a couple of weeks.  Somehow, though,  she got some time off from her stewardessing around and managed to come early, leaving him behind to play the drums for the night service and join us later.  I felt very pampered with that and all the little presents and hugs from the grandboys and their mother (Nathan was working).

From Today on, maybe for quite awhile, I want to write you some stories of God’s faithfulness.  I’m thinking it’ll be largely from Japan, but who knows what will land in my inbox?

The reason for this?  A couple of reasons:  it’s been 30 or 40 years since anyone I know has written a compilation of all God has been doing in Japan, and it’s about time to update the record.

Also, Tony and I commented to each other as we were writing our story last month during our time away. We said, “With all that’s happening in the world, and especially at our age, we need to REMEMBER what God has done and IS doing.

Apparently King David felt the same way. Look what he has to say in Psalms 44: 1-8:

We have heard it with our ears, O God; our ancestors have told us
what you did in their days, in days long ago. With your hand you drove out the nations and planted our ancestors; you crushed the peoples and made our ancestors flourish. It was not by their sword that they won the land, nor did their arm bring them victory; it was your right hand, your arm, and the light of your face, for you loved them. You are my King and my God, who decrees. Through you we push back our enemies; through your name we trample our foes. I put no trust in my bow, my sword does not bring me victory; but you give us victory over our enemies, you put our adversaries to shame. In God we make our boast all day long, and we will praise your name forever.

And so this is what I’ll do:  Write HIS story of what He’s doing around the world. Japan will be my first focus, but I’m also looking at anywhere His work is showing itself. This may be something that you’d like to contribute to as well. Send me your stories! My email is marsha@mywoods.net .

Onward, Forward, for His Story,


PS  Happy Mother’s Day!

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