Family Flux: July 2013

New Members Philadelphia, PA Kenroy Cruickshank, pastor Joined after baptism Misty Lewis Kerry-Ann Dorman   Death Notices Marilyn Spearl, 59, wife of Pastor Michael Spearl of the Bradenton, FL, SDB Church died on April 28, 2013. Olin C. Davis, 87, of Oneida, NY died on May 29, 2013.   Obituaries Weber.—Ralph H. Weber, 84, of Lafayette, La., passed away in peace surrounded by loved ones on February 14, 2013. Ralph was a native of Chicago, Ill., a longtime resident of both Colorado and North Carolina, and most recently a resident of Lafayette for the past four years. Ralph and his wife Evelyn (Babcock, from Nortonville, Kansas) moved to Colorado in 1962 and became active in the Boulder SDB Church under Pastor Mynor Soper. After relocating to Asheville, N.C., the Webers yearned to see a Sabbath fellowship begin there. Pastor Soper visited when possible and held services with the family. John and Linda Camenga moved to Tennessee in 1979 to work with a new SDB church about two hours from Asheville. John agreed to hold services in the Weber home on a monthly basis. The Asheville Fellowship continued to meet with Ralph and Evelyn for many years until moving into a rented church building. Ralph served on various Conference committees. He was treasurer for the Asheville Fellowship until he and Evelyn moved to Lafayette, La., to be near family. After her homegoing, he continued leading Bible studies at her nursing home, and became active in the Baptist church down the road, teaching Bible studies and supporting the pastor in whatever ways he could. He was a member of Calvary Baptist Church in Lafayette and a veteran of the military, having served in the U. S. Army Corps of Engineers. He enjoyed antiquing, canoeing, and leading Bible studies, but most of all encouraging and helping others. Survivors include three sons, Tony Weber of Carencro, La., Dr. Steve Weber of Ft. Collins, Colo., and Dr. Bill Jones of New York, N.Y.; four daughters, Lenna Waters of Melbourne, Australia, Chrystal Queen of Carencro, LuAnn Arellano of Pueblo, Colo., and Lynn Tanner of McKinney, Texas; 20 grandchildren; two great-grandchildren; two great-great-grandchildren; and his sister, Janet Page of Tampa, Fla....

What’s that funny feeling?

What’s that funny feeling?

Jun 24, 2013

What’s that funny feeling? by Elianna Chroniger   Our Bible study group at school has been trying out some new tactics as the school year comes to an end. We have done lessons from devotional books. We’ve opened to random passages from the Bible and just read to see where the Spirit would lead us. More recently we decided to bless doorways with anointing oil. The first Thursday was a smashing success. We arrived at school at 7:15 in the morning and met in our chemistry teacher’s room. We then took a moment to pray with each other before heading out.     As we left the room and walked down the stairs I felt something bubble inside me. I passed it off as nothing important and we continued our walk to the door that every child passes through when getting off the bus. We took the oil and blessed the doorway. A friend of mine prayed for all who would walk through the doors. That funny feeling came once again and I paid little attention to it. We walked to the cafeteria next. We blessed the doors and this time I was asked to pray. I honestly can’t tell you what I said, but I can tell you the whole time I was overwhelmed by that feeling in my stomach. I thought maybe I hadn’t eaten enough for breakfast or I was just feeling sick. We proceeded finally to the main doors of the school. The three of us blessed the doors and we all prayed. While we prayed we heard teachers going by and even heard some stop in confusion, but we kept on praying. I once again felt the little bubble feeling and continued to pass it off. Once we had finished with the main door we all went our separate ways and I didn’t think much about the feeling I had had. Not that day at least. The next day I was greeted by some friends who said they had felt different the day before. They said they felt happier and more at peace. I felt the feeling in the pit of my stomach and thought to myself, “Oh no!...

Go ahead—you’re worth it!

Go ahead—you’re worth it!

Jun 24, 2013

Go ahead—you’re worth it! by Rebecca Olson, Berlin, N.Y.   Have you ever had one of those days where you just can’t do anything right? Every time you turn around it seems like someone else is telling you what you’re doing wrong. You feel like the “entire world” is plotting against you to make sure nothing you do will turn out as planned. On days like this it’s hard to convince yourself to keep trying. You just want to give up and crawl back in bed, telling yourself that tomorrow maybe you’ll do something right.     I personally have days like this a lot. I get stressed out really easily, especially when it comes to being a leader. A negative comment from one person can make me feel like I’m completely incompetent to do the work. Once I get the feeling that I’m not capable, I tend to give up a lot quicker than I should. I automatically assume that it would be better to quit while I’m ahead than to try and end up failing. I constantly assume that I’m not good enough. I think it’s natural for us to tell ourselves that we’re worthless. We are so unbelievably good at comparing ourselves to everyone around us that we forget about our own importance. We look at how much better everybody else seems to be in comparison, and we don’t even stop to consider our own value—the value that comes from God. He gives us our worth. Psalm 139:13 tells us that He formed our inward parts; that we are fearfully and wonderfully made by Him. God took the time to shape each one of us. Not only that, but Genesis 1:27 reminds us that we’re made in His image. We’ve been made to look like and act like our Father, Who does everything right and perfect, Who is worth more than anything else in the universe. So if God took the time to make us, and make us like Him—the one Who is capable of everything—we have to be worth something, right? That being said, we have to be careful not to go too far on the other end, and not to be overly confident in...

God is stronger than zombies

God is stronger than zombies

Jun 24, 2013

God is stronger than zombies by Seth Osborn, Boulder, Colo.   I absolutely love performing on stage. Whether I’m dancing around for a musical or just standing and singing for a choir concert, it’s one of my favorite things to do. So of course I was going to try out for our spring play, regardless of what it turned out to be. When our drama teacher (and director) revealed that it would be “Night of the Living Dead,” that only sweetened the deal. Yeah, zombies are getting to be a little played out in recent years, but traveling back in time to the movie that made them popular in the first place sounded like it would be a lot of fun. Being involved with this production was great for a lot of reasons, but most importantly it showed me how God is able to perform miracles, even when things look really bleak.   We’ve got standards My high school is known for having high standards for our productions. Our choral department is one of the best in the region. (Our Women’s Jazz Choir was the only all-female jazz choir to perform at nationals in Dallas this year.) Our musicals run for seven shows, including two matinees and five evening shows, and still get close to filling the house for every performance. Our bands and orchestras, like our choir department, are amazing by any standards, let alone for a high school. But somehow, our plain old non-musical plays haven’t been all that popular recently. In my sophomore year, the first year of high school that I tried out for the spring play, we did “Almost, Maine.” That show has recently surpassed “A Midsummer Night’s Dream” as the most-performed play in high schools.   Where is everybody? On opening night of “Almost, Maine,” my friend looked out into the audience and commented, “There are tens of people out there!” No, not tons. Tens. It wasn’t an exaggeration, either. The attendance did increase in our following shows, but even with only three performances, we didn’t manage to fill more than the middle section on any one of those nights. I’m not really sure why this is. It could...

A Glimpse of Eternity

A Glimpse of Eternity

Jun 24, 2013

A Glimpse of Eternity by Eric Rudert   We at the White Cloud, Mich., Seventh Day Baptist Church lost our beloved pastor, Bernie Wethington, to cancer on March 19, 2013. (See the May 2013 SR obituary.) Please keep his family and our church family in your prayers during this time of transition.     Bernie was a great leader, challenging us to various needs and ministries in our community, and also to world missions. In and out of the pulpit, he was a big teddy bear when he needed to be, and conversely a bulldog when necessary. (Church members: remember the “We need an elevator” speech in the business meeting? Whew!) He was intelligent and a student of many things, including the Bible. His messages were well prepared, inspiring and thought-provoking. With this terrible disease rapidly consuming Pastor Bernie, our church was able to have him attend a service on March 2. In many ways, it was a “living funeral,” but also a wonderful time of memories and praise. A reception line (with a basket for cards and notes) followed, but Bernie had to leave due to being so weak. During the service a photo was taken with Bernie looking up with his arms in the air, his fists clenched. It has been labeled, “God wins!” When I first heard of Bernie’s terminal illness, my original thoughts were “Why?” and “Not fair, God.” On these “Why” issues, our minds “walk around the “block” only to return to the same place. It’s then we realize that God is God, and only He knows and is supposed to know the answers to these questions. It’s probably human nature to make peace with someone once there’s a terminal illness. Pastor Bernie (“PB”) and I did that. There wasn’t too much baggage or tension between us for the past several years. But, with my duties as moderator and as a trustee, there were a few times we disagreed. I thanked him for the times he rebuked (I love that word) me for the good of our church. After all, Bernie had our church and God’s kingdom as his agenda, vs. mine. In turn, we talked about a few...