Thursday, September 16, 2010

Thursday A Day of Victory






























































Spent the day at meetings all over town. Every were that I went
there was such favor and we are overwhelmed at the support that
is continuing to grow for the ranch project. We need a lot of
concrete for the floor and we need it soon. Our hope is to be able
to pour the concrete floor in two days. September 24 and 25 Friday
and Saturday.

We have been blessed with 6 mobile radio's for the ranch from Glen
and his fine team at Mid-West Communications Thank you so much
they will be well used.

By the end of the day we have been blessed with another miracle we
now have all the concrete in place and it's looking more like we will
be in our building by October 2, 2010 P.T.L.

How do you treat the ones you love and have given us so much

The wooden bowl I guarantee you will remember the tale of the
wooden bowl tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now, a
year from now.

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law and four
year old grandson. the old mans hands trembled, his eye sight was
blurred, and his steps faltered. His failing sight sight made eating
difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the
glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law
became irritated with the mess. We must do something about father,
said the son. I've had enough of his spilling milk, noisy eating, and
food on the floor.

So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There,
Grandfather ate alone while the rest of he family enjoyed dinner.
Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in
a wooden bowl.

When the family glanced in the grandfathers direction, sometimes he
had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple
had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or
spilled food. The four year old boy watched it all in silenced.

One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with
wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, What are you
making? Just as sweetly the boy responded, oh I'm making a little
bowl for you and mama to eat your food in when I grow up. The four
year old smiled and went back to work..

The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. The tears
streamed down their cheecks. Though no word was spoken, both new
what must be done.


That evening the husband took grandfather's hand and gently led him
back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every
meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife
seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled,
or the table cloth soiled.

We've learned that, no matter what happens, or how bad it seems
today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.

We've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she
handles five things: a rainy day, the elderly and less fortunate, loss of
income, or tangled Christmas tree lights.

We've learned that making a living is not the same as making a life
worthliving.

We've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance if you
are mature enough to see and appreciate it.

We've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catchers mitt
on both hands. You need to be able to throw blessing back to others
also.

We've learned that if you pursue happiness it will elude you, but if you
focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your work and
doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.

We've learned that when ever we decide something with an sensitive
heart, we usually make the right decision.

We've learned that even when we have pains, we don't have to be one.

We've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone.
People love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just
a friendly pat on the back.

We've learned that we still make a lot of mistakes, and have a lot to
learn.

This is to all of you that read this blog we are praying for your
happiness, and that you all mean so much to us.

Thank you once again for taking the time to view our
blog.The Battle River Ranch Camp is a non profit
organization that is focused on developing trades, life
skills and training opportunities for men and women
that are searching and find it difficult to get the
opportunities needed to develop a productive life skill.
Many men and women today have no idea what they
could be good at or how to find out their possible skill
area or level. We are a faith based training center.
Harold and Diane Stephan left a life filled with addictions
and bad choices. Their journey has taken them through
different twelve step programs and life recovery through a relationship and healing process with Jesus Christ. If it
were not for caring people in their lives that never gave
up on them or thought they were a hopeless cause they
too would still be lost. We would love to hear from you
and if you feel this is a program and facility that would
help you or someone that you know, or you would like
to be more involved with a ministry like this or support
it financially we would love to talk to you and would
very much appreciate your help in what ever way you
can. This is a ministry for those that have a heart and
desire to make a difference in the lives of others with
the skills and gifts they have been blessed with and
have a desire to pass on what they know to the next
generation. You are always welcome to visit and we
look forward to your input. This ministry is prayer
based, and we pray daily for the needs of others, if
you have a need for prayer and not sure where to start
give us a call and we will confidentially support and help
you in this area. You may not know a lot about God but
God knows everything about you and He loves you more
than anyone can or ever will. God Bless You and Your
Family!!!



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