Hello! I know I normally post on Fridays, but I have a very special post for you today. As you probably know my family represents the Fundamental Broadcasting Network (You can see a post here and here about FBN!) and March 18-23 is our Share-a-thon! It’s when our listeners call in and donate to keep the network running. The preachers (my dad being one of them) talk and preach live on air, sometimes groups will sing and prayer requests are taken. It’s a wonderful time! So today, I thought I’d give you a behind the scenes look at what happens at FBN Share-a-thon!
Share-a-thon begins at 7:00 a.m. EST at 520 Roberts Rd, Newport, North Carolina. My dad and I usually get there early to meet with others for prayer. Then, I head to the kitchen to talk with Mrs. E., our breakfast lady. I’m good friends with her daughter and I always enjoy getting Mrs. E. to myself for about half an hour. I get my breakfast (decaf coffee and a bowl of the best ever grits with bacon!) then prepare to head in for my shift. Most of the time, I at least start out answering phones at 8, but sometimes, others volunteer for that shift.
Now, I’m what I like to call a floater! I have phone shifts of my own, but I hang around to fill in for people who have to cancel or need to get something to eat or may just be running a little late.
We have three phones used to answer calls. When they ring, you can hear it on air! We answer, “Hello, FBN Spring Share-a-thon, may I take your promise?” People tell us the amount they would like to promise our station and whether it’s a onetime amount or something they want to give over six months. Then we collect their name, address, how they listen and any prayer requests or testimonies they would like to share.
I’ve had the privilege to talk with many people over the years and hear amazing stories first hand. There is a woman who I’ve talk to three times who gives in memory of her son. He was a Navy SEALs and died in a helicopter crash. We’ve cried together over the phone and once she called me back so she could read me a letter a buddy of his wrote to her after her son passed. He told her that there wasn’t a day go by that her son didn’t witness to the guys on his team. What a testimony!
Another lady calls every year to give and she told me about a young couple she was witnessing to, helping the young man get employment and transportation, plus talking them out of aborting their baby! She’s working hard to reach them! What a blessing!
I don’t know about you, but I get nervous praying in front of others. I was on the phone once with a woman who was struggling with several situations trying to discourage her in her walk with God. She began to cry, asking us to pray for her. I was about to pass the phone to my mom, who was on shift with me, so she could pray with her. Lo and behold, the other phone rang! I would have to pray with her! So, I did! God helped me overcome my fear and the lady seemed truly grateful. I hope she didn’t hear how shaky my voice was!
This is what FBN is about, helping others in their spiritual lives, whether it’s encouragement they need, or salvation!
I was on the phones with my dad one day and a man called asking about being saved. I transferred the call to my dad, since it was a man. He was very upset, afraid God hated him because of a specific sin in his life. Dad explained that God didn’t hate him, just his sin. After about fifteen minutes, my dad was able to lead him to the Lord! He talked with our pastor and he asked if we could send him “a King James Bible,” because he had heard that was the good one! We sent it to him along with some literature for new Christians.
Another time, a young Marine from New York dropped by, asking if he could donate some Sweet Potatoes they had left over from a party. He knew lots of churches had food closets. (I’m curious as to what kind of party it was, lol! I haven’t thought of Sweet Potatoes as party food!) Anyway, he drove past several churches on his way to our church. His family were Baptists, so he decided that’s the kind of church he wanted to deliver the food to. But there were other Baptists churches on his way, yet he came here. Coincidence? I don’t think so.
Mrs. Robinson, our secretary, got my dad off the radio to come talk to him. Long story short, the Marine got saved! We never saw him again, but we know that one day, we will see him again. I don’t know what ever became of the Sweet Potatoes…
I think that’s all I’ll share for now. But please, tune in if for no other reason than to hear what God is doing at 520 Roberts Rd. and around the world! He is a Marvelous, Matchless Savior!
Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and shew thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not.
King James Bible
Have a blessed day!
P.S. Tune in and see if you can figure out which voice belongs to my dad!
Hello and welcome back! Today, I have another fun book review for you and oh! This book *eyes tearing up already* will hit you right in the heart. I just recently met this sweet author through the blog and I am so excited to share with you about her novel, O To Be Like Thee!
O To Be Like Thee
How Deep Love Runs
By Kassie Angle (Published 2018)
Wartime friendships are almost legendary. There’s nothing quite like the bond between soldiers who know their lives depend on each other.
That’s the thing, though. Your best friend’s life depends on you. That’s not always an easy responsibility.
And to make things worse, there’s that little blue-eyed boy in Texas who recognizes your uniform and not your face, and somehow his broken heart learns to love you…
Okay, so I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before or not, but I love the army and I love military medical units, regardless of branch. I love a novel about medics (I mean, Seth is one of my favorite characters from my books and he’s a doctor’s aide 😉). This book combines these passions and oh! I love it so much!
We follow the story of LT Corban “Corey” Schreiber, a medic stationed in Afghanistan and his relationship with a new friend, Mayson McKinley (Already, I love this guy! Mayson…kinda partial to that name even if the spelling is different…). I used to live near a military base and I have army in my family, so this story really hit home for me.
Kassie handled topics such as blaming one’s self for someone’s death, mild PTSD, grieving a loved one and how things change after deployment for a service member. And she did it very well! Having been raised on army bases across the globe, Kassie knows what she is talking about. And her writing style is to the point and heart wrenching. Few books actually make me cry. I can think of…five that made me cry and one of them was mine, so it doesn’t count, lol! This book made me cry several times. It’s so…real. Even though the story is from Corey’s Point of View (POV), I felt I could connect with him. She did something few books I’ve read about the military have done. She made Corey human, not some larger than life superhero who can handle anything. He had struggles. He had feelings. He wasn’t a robot, but a person.
While there is some blood mentioned in the story, and injuries discussed, nothing was exceedingly graphic. I would read it to my younger siblings, no problem.
I will not forget this story. It hit home for me on a deep level and brought me to an even stronger appreciation for our servicemen. I encourage you, click this link and order you a copy of O To Be Like Thee. It’s a 400+ page novel, so it may take a while to finish, but it is worth it. READ THIS!
…Well done, good and faithful servant; thou hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over many things: enter thou into the joy of thy lord.
(King James Bible)
Until Next Time,
Happy Veterans Day! November 11th is the day we set aside each year to remember and thank our servicemen for their service to our country, but do you know why the date is so important?
November 11th this year is the 100th Anniversary of the end of World War One. The horrors of trench warfare were over, but not soon to be forgotten. Originally known as Armistice Day, it was a date set aside to work towards World Peace (like one day was gonna do that?) since WWI was called “The War to End All Wars”. Unfortunately, this failed to stop WWII, The Cold War (which includes Korea and Vietnam), The Gulf War, Operation Enduring Freedom and Operation Iraqi Freedom.
Over the years, since it was quite obvious world peace was impossible, Armistice Day morphed into Veterans Day. This is something we can accomplish, thanking our Veterans and making sure they know we love and appreciate their service and sacrifice.
A few fun facts about the blog graphic: The flower is a poppy, the international flower of World War One Remembrance :_ And the Phrase "Lafayette, We are Here!" is what many American soldiers said when they arrived in France. They were referring to Gen. Marquis de Lafayette of France, who came to the Colonies to aide us in our American Revolution. Our troops were announcing when they arrived that they were here to return the favor, over a hundred years later!
If you are a Veteran, thank you for your Service!
Have a blessed Day!
From the Halls of Montezuma to the Shores of Tripoli, the Marine Corps has been there, ever ready to defend America from any foe who dares to mess with us. Having lived near a Marine base and being a member of a church were nearly every man on the membership role has been or is a Marine, I've had quite a bit of exposure to Marine Corps culture. It's unique, like every other Military branch. For example, don't call them an ex-Marine or a former Marine, because "Once a Marine, always a Marine!"
They like to say that there are two kinds of people in the world: Marines and those who wish they were Marines. They found out this wasn't true anymore when they met me, lol! You could not pay me to go to Parris Island (MC Boot Camp in South Carolina)!
Well, instead of loading you down with tons of facts about the Corps, I decided to share a bit of flash fiction I wrote last year for a writing contest. The main character is a Marine and it showcases his relationship with his siblings...oh that I could tell you more about that! Anyway, here we go!
They say you learn from your mistakes. Not always.
Salem Springfield well knew that Becca, his sister, was a jumpy person. Very jumpy. And when startled, Becca often over reacts. Like the time when they were younger and he threw a rubber snake at her while they were working in the garden. She had screamed and thrown her hoe…barely missing Salem’s head. There were many other such incidents…far too many to list now.
Well today, they had been conveniently forgotten. He had returned earlier than expected from deployment and was finally going to get to do a surprise homecoming to his parents and siblings. After doing a little reconnaissance, he found out from a neighbor that everyone was home, except Becca and their younger brother Jason. They had run to the store for some ice cream and should be just about home.
It was getting late when Salem ducked behind their family’s small outbuilding. He saw headlights and watched at Becca pulled her dark green Volkswagen Bug into the driveway. He grinned. It was time.
He snuck around behind her car as Jason stepped out, holding the cartons of ice cream. “I hope we got the right kind of Butter Pecan,” Jason said. “You know how particular Tim is about his ice cream.”
Becca, who was still sitting in the driver’s seat, putting her keys away and impromptu cleaning out her purse in the process, laughed and continued rifling through the pockets. “I think I got the right kind…Jason, where’s my cell phone?”
“In the cup holder where you put it earlier,” Jason called, closing his door and heading for the house.
“Thanks,” Becca laughed, unplugging the device and putting it in its proper place. Salem noticed she was carrying the purse he had gotten her for her twentieth birthday. It was a patchwork style purse, featuring four different kinds of military camo, since they had family in each of those branches.
Finally, Becca stood and closed the car door, dug through her purse to get her keys back out, locked the door and replaced the keys. She was so predictable. She placed her purse on her right shoulder and headed for the house.
Salem made his move. He silently came up behind her and touched her arm, saying, “Hey, Becca!”
It all happened so fast, Salem was completely caught off guard. Becca screamed at the top of her lungs, whirled around and sprayed Salem in the face with her infamous can of Pepper spray…the one thing Salem had forgotten about her routine. She always carried it with her.
“Oh, my eyes!” Salem gasped, tripping backwards to the ground as Becca continued to scream. Jason came barreling out of the house with Tim, Randy and Dad on his heels. Every house light in the base housing neighborhood came on, or so it seemed.
“You just stay right there!” Randy, the oldest of the Springfield boys, ordered.
“Randy, it’s me!” Salem choked, fighting the urge to rub his eyes. That would only make the situation worse.
“Salem?” Tim shouted. “What are you trying to do? Get yourself killed?” he added, shoving his pistol back into his pocket.
Becca turned as reality sunk in. “Oh, Salem! I’m so sorry!”
Mom joined her family and when she saw, aided by Jason’s flashlight, Randy helping Salem up, she immediately took control of the situation. “Get him to the kitchen sink!”
“Is everything alright?”
Dad turned and saw their neighbor MSGT. Williams shouting from his porch. With a smirk, Dad called back, “It’s all good. Just a surprise homecoming.”
Williams laughed. “Sounded more like a cat fight!”
“When pepper spray’s involved, that’s about right,” Dad replied.
“Oh no! You’ve got to tell me about this tomorrow, Doc!”
Meanwhile inside, Salem was holding his head over the sink while his mother sprayed cold water in his eyes from the sink hose.
Rachel and Mary hurried down the stairs. “What happened?” Mary asked in alarm, observing what looked like a drowning in process.
“Salem’s home,” was all Jason could manage. Mary stared at her older brothers gathered around the sink. She looked at Rachel, then Becca, who explained what had happened.
“That was real bright,” Rachel snickered, patting her younger brother on the shoulder.
Salem wrinkled his nose at her. “Who’s bright idea was it to give Becca Pepper spray?” Salem defended, drying his eyes.
Randy grinned. “Yours, remember, Jarhead? You better be glad she wasn’t carrying her Navy SEAL knife Dad bought last week!”
“You beat all, Salem,” Tim said, laughing at his brother’s red eyes, still watering from the ordeal.
“Salem, I am so sorry,” Becca lamented, her voice quite pitiful. “You really startled me! I shouldn’t be on such a hair-trigger.”
Salem shook his head and gave his younger sister a side hug. “You did exactly what you should have done in that situation. You had no reason to think it was me and not some lunatic.”
“Uh, that’s debatable,” Dad said with a chuckle. “Seems like she was dealing with a lunatic!” Everyone laughed.
“The mighty Marine taken down by a civilian girl!” Randy teased.
Mom smiled and hugged Salem tightly. “Welcome home, son! It’s so good to have you back!”
“Thanks! I was wondering if that part of my presence had been forgotten!” Salem said, hugging her back.
Welcomes and hugs were exchanged by the family, their ice cream snack turning into a welcome home celebration. Salem smiled. It was so good to be home with his family.
Dear Lord, he prayed silently, thank You for our family. Thank You for letting us get back together, all safe and sound. Please protect us in the days ahead and guide us through whatever You may choose to bring our way…and help me learn from my mistakes!...
Copyright© 2017 Ryana Lynn Miller
Ahh, the Springfield family...one of dozens of story ideas that I have :) A few things have changed in my planning for this story, but the gist is the same. And the relationship between Salem and Becca is just so adorable...I so have to write this story so someday y'all can see just how close these two are!
Anyways, happy Marine Corps Day! Hope you enjoyed this somewhat random post, lol!
Have a Blessed Day!
Everyone, I must start this post with a disclaimer 😊 I always have been and always will be loyal to the Army, first and foremost 😉 My Grandfather and Great-grandfather were both Army veterans, the man who bought my first laptop for me was in the Army National Guard, my favorite figures in history were in the Army…you get the point.
Today is not Army day; Today is Navy Day! And where would we be without our dear guardians of the sea? No rhyme intended😆
I must say, the Navy does fascinate me. I mean, honestly, who doesn’t look up to the Navy SEALs? So today, I’m going to give you five times the Navy came through for America in Amazing ways!
The Turtle. Many of you have probably seen a submarine whether in real life or in pictures. But have you ever wondered when the first one was invented? In 1775! Yep, that’s right! David Bushnell built the Turtle, the first submersible vessel ever created! (Click here for more information.) It’s goal was to plant a bomb under the HMS Eagle, and while their mission didn’t go quite as planned, they did succeed in loosening the blockage the British had imposed!
Ironclads. Developed by both the Confederate and Union Navies, respectively, these ships showed everyone that the future of Naval warfare was in iron ships, not wooden ones. Nothing like American ingenuity!
Razzle Dazzle Camouflage. While this was actually an idea shared with us by the British during WW1, this is an amazing Naval feat! I’ll link the article here, but the idea was to paint the ships in ridiculous patterns and use the contrasting colors to make the distance and type of ship hard for the enemy to judge. Truly fascinating!
Uncle Sam Wants YOU! Avenge Pearl Harbor! Following the attack on our Hawaii Military base, damaging several ships, costing 2,335 lives (2,008 of those belonging to the Navy) and dozens of planes, there was an outcry for our men and boys to join the Navy. And they showed up! There were even politicians who left office to support the cause! Hats off to those boys in “Bell-Bottom Trousers, Coat of Navy Blue” 😊
May 2nd, 2011. While I would never celebrate the death of a non-believer, I must say that the day Osama bin Laden was announced dead, I gave a sigh of relief. I felt safer, knowing that at least this man could no longer bring pain and suffering to American servicemen or to his own people. As a child, I remember praying that he would come to know Christ as his Savior, but unfortunately, that never happened. Thank God for the U.S. Navy SEALs who brought a little more safety to the world as we know it!
Take a moment to thank God for all of our servicemen, but especially our Sailors.
Happy Navy Day!
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