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Yesterday as Nathan and I were talking I asked, “How are you doing, babe”, and he knew what I was referring to. His father passed away a couple months ago on Memorial Day, May 30th. Having lost my brother (2000), Mother (2001), Father (2004), I know that when the funeral is over the grieving has really only just begun. And so I ask him how he’s doing and try my best to be here for him in the grieving process. He looked at me and said  how much he misses his dad, his pastor, the strong man his dad was, etc. And then he said, “I feel numb. Is that normal?”  And I said oh yes it’s perfectly normal. We then discussed the stages of grief people go through. I remember when I was numb and I said the same thing to a nurse in our church and she said, “Oh honey! It’s totally normal to be numb. God made us that way because we couldn’t handle all the grief at one time”.  Today at church I asked my mother-in-law how she was doing and I got the same answer. “You know, Ronda, I’m just numb. I feel so terrible that I’m not feeling more. I loved Billy Joe so much and I miss him but I’m numb”. Once again I said it’s totally normal.

In the books, Healing Grief & You Can Heal Your Heart, David Kessler speaks of this. The first stage of grief (there’s 5) is this excerpt:

“Denial is the first of the five stages of grief. It helps us to survive the loss. In this stage, the world becomes meaningless and overwhelming. Life makes no sense. We are in a state of shock and denial. We go numb. We wonder how we can go on, if we can go on, why we should go on. We try to find a way to simply get through each day. Denial and shock help us to cope and make survival possible. Denial helps us to pace our feelings of grief. There is a grace in denial. It is nature’s way of letting in only as much as we can handle. As you accept the reality of the loss and start to ask yourself questions, you are unknowingly beginning the healing process. You are becoming stronger, and the denial is beginning to fade.”

If you have lost a loved one and are feeling numb, don’t worry, God has you in His hand and as you begin to feel again (more stages of grief) He will continue to carry you.

Psalm 23: Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

Keep walking! No you’re not running or skipping right now, but keep walking! Fear no evil! (Will I die from the same illness that took my dad, mom, loved one) God is with you! Fear no evil! The word of God is my comfort! It upholds me! His word sustains me. Just keep walking! You will come through the shadow of death! I’m a living witness that you will feel again and when you do it is precious!

Walk through the valley of the shadow of death! You will come through it!

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The following thread is what has been happening on my facebook page the past few hours.  Someone suggested I copy and paste it here on my blog.  I thought it a great idea so here it is.  I hope everyone receives a blessing by reading the great testimonies posted here.

You just never know. One of the men we baptized on Sunday is a result of the very first park service we had where we baptized his children. He came in contact with some of our people this past week and he remembered them from the park a few years back. He was ready for salvation and came Sunday, was baptized and received the Holy Ghost. You just never know what your efforts will produce.

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      Jason West Amen. My mom came to God by entering her name into a drawing for a Free Bible a the First Church’s Peanut Brittle Booth at the County Fair. 

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      Jason West ‎2 weeks later, a Family came knocking on her door downtown San Jose, and said she won the Free Bible, but she has to have the Free Bible Study that goes with it. 31 years later…here we are. I thank God for people that put time and effort of putting together that booth and sat that booth for hours, for a single mother to eventually push a 2 year old in stroller past it, and be drawn to it. 

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      Ronda C Hurst Bro. Jason, That is incredible! Those folks’ crown will be full of stars. Heaven will be such an awesome place, just to see and hear the testimonies of how many people are saved because someone set up a peanut brittle booth at the fair and offered a free Bible Study. 

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      Jason West You just never know who will be impacted. 

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      Tanya Hale Treasure Wow that was an awesome testimony!!! 

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      Elaine Long Totally awesome. Thank you Jesus. 

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      Ronda C Hurst 

      Okay, Jason got me to thinking……..When my grandmother (Layne) received the Holy Ghost way out in West Texas (Mountain Top), she was the only one to receive it in that revival. The Lord spoke to an old time preacher man (Wilkins) to go …out there and have a revival. There was no church. He just went out and started preaching. My grandmother was touched and repented. She was so desperate to receive the Holy Ghost that she began to fast because she said that food didn’t taste good. My grandfather was an incredible cook and a Southern Baptist. 🙂 He was so angry that she was under so much conviction and not eating that he fixed a meal of Fried Chicken, Mashed Potatoes, Biscuits, Cream Gravy, etc and set it on the table and called for the children (Dean, Scoper, Murray[my dad], Doug and I can’t remember if Don was born yet) to come to the table and eat. He called for Grandma too. They all came, ready to eat. Grandma approached the table but when she stood there and looked at the food she began to cry and said she couldn’t eat. “What do you mean you can’t eat”, Grandpa said. She replied, “I want the Holy Ghost”. At that moment, she fell to the floor under the power of the Holy Ghost, speaking in another language as the Spirit gave the utterance. She was ecstatic! Grandpa was furious! Eventually, he received the Holy Ghost too. My dad (Murray L. Layne) received the Holy Ghost in a hog pen that they had cleaned out and scrubbed to make a prayer room.
      Even though some may say that was not a successful revival, I must differ. If Bro. Wilkins had not obeyed the call of God to go then my Grandmother may never have heard the gospel truth. And, consequently my dad would not have heard the call of God on his life. Not to mention the countless thousands that his ministry has touched through saints and ministries that were under his. Including: Keith (his son), Linda (daughter) married to Wendell Elms (both sons are preachers of the gospel). Myself (daughter) married to Nathan Hurst (our son is a preacher of the gospel and our daughter is married to a preacher of the gospel). Karla (daughter) married to Gene Holley (both sons have a call of God on their lives). Like I said, Heaven will be an incredible place to see the many souls whose lives were changed simply because ONE man answered the call to go to West Texas and hold a revival and ONE lady received the Holy Ghost and this precious truth.
      Do you think I’m going to give up?! Well, think again. This Truth and my heritage is way too precious to me to allow anything in this world to stop me from entering Heaven’s gate!See More
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      Jacque Howell Oh Ronda. I am so thrilled to hear this story. I had never heard it before. I just read it to my parents and they didn’t know it either. Thanks for sharing it. 

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      Don Doran 

      Sister thank you for sharing with us this great testiimony…I am a product of your father’s ministry, received the Holy Ghost in his church 1965 and have been preaching the gospel for 40yrs. 

      Your grandparents were very good friends with my …parents when we lived in Fresno and I remember many an evening visiting with them. What wonderful people they were. I remember Pop Layne testifying of how God had saved him and delivered him from coca-cola, among other things. Precious memories and their finger prints are on my life. I too have a precious heritage…again, thanks! God Bless…See More

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      Felissa N Jeff Woods THAT IS WONDERFUL! 🙂 

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      Karla Layne Holley Wow!! Awesome stories all around. So thankful for my heritage and for what God is still doing today!!! 

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      Scott Sarria Incredible! GOD is awesome… 

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      Rene Brewster Oh how awesome!!! I love hearing stories like this. You are so right, you just never know what a word or act of kindness will mean to someone down the line. 

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      Rene Brewster 

      Ok so after reading the testimonies here goes. Thirty years ago the church I was saved into used to go out every Saturday and knock on doors and offer free bible studies. They each took maps of part of the city with their route in yellow …high light. The men who had our area felt as if God told him to go off his highlighted route and to knock on our door. That day he spent 3 hours with us, my husband and I, telling us of the one God message. We did take the bible study, got baptized and received the Holy Ghost and I will never turn back!!! The wonderful thing is I found out later that my grandpa was a oneness preacher in the UPC and that my mom was raised UPC but because she was backslid and estranged from her heritage she raised us Catholic. Still God remembered the prayers of my grandparents, that I’m sure they prayed and brought, eventually, all of the grandchildren to baptism and allowed each of them to receive the Holy Ghost.See More
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      Kelly N Debbie Howard That is awesome!!!! 

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      Ronda C Hurst ‎@Rene, That is so awesome! Holy Ghost Inspired witnessing is the best! What was your grandfather’s name? The Lord stored your grandparents tears/prayers in a bottle and when it was time He poured them out on you. Your testimony brought tears of thankfulness to my eyes.

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Last week my sisters-in-law, Teresa Sarria and Patricia Hurst and myself took Mom (Dorothy Hurst) to Washington for Ladies Retreat. The retreat was held in beautiful Wenatchee, Washington. This all started with a phone call from Leah Seagraves, Ladies President, Washington District. She said that they would like to honor Mom for having started Ladies Retreat in their district 25 years ago and wanted to know if we thought we could make sure she got there. Well of course, we would do everything we could to get her there. We talked about it and planned, so on Wednesday, August 11, 2010 at about 2: p.m. we piled into the “old” Lincoln and took off. Randy’s (mom and dad’s youngest son) girls, Shavon (13) and Danika (8) rode with us to Kennewick, WA. So… there was six of us in the car. We didn’t quite know how this was going to go but we needed to get the girls home (Kennewick). As it turned out, we had a blast! We laughed and talked and slept (a little) all the way. We drove straight through which was about 15 hours. I’m sure that Shavon and Danika will never forget the trip. 🙂

Once in Kennewick we dropped the girls off at their home and then we got a room and slept for a few hours.

We awoke to a beautiful day in the Northwest and called Bro. Wayne Clemetson, pastor of the church that Mom and Dad pastored for 41 1/2 years to ask if we could see the newly remodeled church. He graciously said yes and met us there to give us the grand tour. They have done a beautiful job on the building and we enjoyed a little time with the Clemetson’s. May God richly bless them as they carry on the work at Apostolic Tabernacle, Kennewick, Washington.

Cindy Hansen (my other sister-in-law) who still lives in Kennewick, met us at the church and it was so good to see her. I always love to see Cindy’s big smile.

After the tour of the church, we headed over to Zips for a Papa Joe. This is one of our family’s all time favorite places for a good hamburger, french fries (with tartar) and something cold to drink. I’ve been in the Hurst family for 33 years (Sept. 2) now and was introduced to Zips from the very beginning and I love it just like they all do. We can never get near Kennewick and not stop in at Zips for a Papa Joe. We had a great visit with Cindy and then said our goodbyes and headed out to Wenatchee for Ladies Retreat.

The drive was beautiful, winding along the magnificent Columbia river and acres and acres of apple trees. We arrived at the Coast Wenatchee Center Hotel for Ladies Retreat with a couple of hours to spare before it all started at 7: p.m. August 12. When Mom got there, they had a hostess meet her and walk her to a reserved seat on the front row. Sis. Leah Seagraves stepped to the microphone and welcomed everyone and then especially welcomed Mom and said how honored she was that she was there. When she finished the ladies (all of them) began to applaud and stood to their feet and gave Mom a standing ovation. It was very touching. Bro. and Sis. Barnett the district superintendent also honored her with kind words. This was just the first night. Sis. Jalane Lumpkin brought the message and it was powerful. After service, we were all too tired to go out to eat so we went to the room and just ate a sandwich that Patricia so graciously walked across the street to a restaurant to get for us. Teresa has many friends in Washington district so she fellowshipped with them for awhile.

Friday was another great day in service with Karen Harding singing and speaking as only Karen can do. WOW! What a voice and what an anointing in both her singing and speaking.

Friday Night they had a big banquet and it was so good. Vicki Warren (ladies secretary) presented Mom with a beautiful cook book that the district ladies put together and dedicated it to Mom. They also had a beautiful bouquet of flowers for her. Vicki is from the Kennewick church and Mom was her Pastor’s wife all her life so the things she said about her were so beautiful. At one point ladies who had written a card for Mom, remembering past retreats brought them up front and put them in a basket for her. Sis. Leah said some beautiful things also and gave Mom such honor and respect. Thank you all for making Mom feel so special. I just have a feeling, that somewhere down the road of your life, you will receive double honor for the way you treated Dorothy Hurst at your retreat. You gave honor to whom honor was due and I believe the Lord smiles on you.

Saturday Morning we went to Leavenworth, WA. It is an absolutely gorgeous little town. We walked and shopped the quaint shops and had a good time. We then left there and traveled to Bend, Oregon. Headed home! We awoke on Sunday and drove the rest of the way to Hollister. We got home about 9: p.m. Sunday Night, August 15.

As you can see we had a very full 4 days. God was good to us and I am so thankful for this time I had with my dear mother-in-law. And, of course my sisters-in-law too. 🙂

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 I am posting this again.  The first time I posted this was 7/22/2006.  It has been one of the most visited of my posts.  I hope you enjoy and that you come in contact with the Master of the wind today.

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Years ago, a farmer owned land along the Atlantic seacoast. He constantly advertised for hired hands. Most people were reluctant to work on farms along the Atlantic. They dreaded the awful storms that raged across the sea, wreaking havoc on the buildings and crops. As the farmer interviewed applicants for the job, he received a steady stream of refusals.

Finally, a short, thin man, well past middle age, approached the farmer. “Are you a good farm hand?” the farmer asked him. “Well, I can sleep when the wind blows,” answered the little man.

Although puzzled by this answer, the farmer, desperate for help, hired him. The little man worked well around the farm, busy from dawn to dusk, and the farmer felt satisfied with the man’s work. Then one night the wind howled loudly in from offshore.

Jumping out of bed, the farmer grabbed a lantern and rushed next door to the hired hand’s sleeping quarters. He shook the little man and yelled, “Get Up! A storm is coming! Tie things down before they blow away!”

The little man rolled over in bed and said firmly, “No sir, I told you, I can sleep when the wind blows.”

Enraged by the response, the farmer was tempted to fire him on the spot. Instead, he hurried outside to prepare for the storm. To his amazement, he discovered that all of the haystacks had been covered with tarpaulins. The cows were in the barn, the chickens were in the coops, and the doors were barred. The shutters were tightly secured.

Everything was tied down.

Nothing could blow away. The farmer then understood what his hired hand meant,

so he returned to his bed to also sleep while the wind blew.

MORAL OF THIS STORY

When you’re prepared, spiritually, mentally, and physically, you have nothing to fear. Can you sleep when the wind blows through your life?

The hired hand in the story was able to sleep because he had secured the farm against the storm.

We secure ourselves against the storms of life by grounding ourselves in the Word of God.

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We don’t need to understand, we just need to hold His hand

to have peace in the middle of storms.

When I read this story I was reminded of a couple of songs my mother use to sing. One said, “I know the Master of the Wind. I know the maker of the rain. He can calm the storm, make the sun shine again. I know the Master of the Wind.” The other one had words like, ” ’til the storm passes over, ’til the thunder sounds no more, ’til the clouds roll forever from the sky…hold me fast let me stand in the hollow of thy hand. Keep me safe, ’til the storm passes by.”

For as long as I live, I will remember Mother sitting at her piano and singing that last song, “hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of thy hand….” as she battled cancer in her body. Her voice was very weak but her spirit was strong because she had secured things between her and her maker. I could tell and so could everyone around her that she was not afraid of the stormy winds blowing in her life. Thank you God for a mother that really did KNOW the Master of the Wind.

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There are really no words in the English language to describe the Western District UPCI Ladies Conference of 2009.  We had record attendance and record Spirit.  As we entered into the first service, you could already feel the excitement. 

I was asked a few months back to be the Praise and Worship Leader for the conference.  I accepted and knew it would be a big task.  However, with much prayer and practice my team of musicians and singers graced the platform.  When we began to sing our first song, “Glorify His Name”,  I knew all the practices and prayers were going to pay off. 🙂  “Enter His Gates with Thanksgiving.  Enter His courts with praise.  This is the day He has given.  Come on and bless His Name.  From the platform to the door.  From the ceiling all the way down to the floor.  Come on Judah, sing Hallelujah.  Let everything with breath shout to the Lord”.  And from there we sang and worshipped our way into the presence of God.  Then we got to Friday Night and experienced “FREEDOM”  in the Holy Ghost.  WOW!

Debbie Saiz and Donna Linville were extra anointed it seemed.  God just has a way of ministering to so many different needs in one setting.  I am always in awe of how He works. 

I want to give a huge thank you to Laquita Mulling’s and all the ladies team for your incredible work for this conference.  You guys are phenomenal.  It is because of your hard work and working together like you do that we had such a great conference.  I love you all and am looking forward to working with you. 

Major kudos are going out to my praise team today,

Singers: Amanda Silveira, Cassandra Silveira, Teresa Sarria, Tena Valenti, Patricia Hurst, Mindy Ybarra. 

Musicians:  Luis Lenzi (keys), Nathaniel Hurst (drums), Todd Valenti (bass), Kyle Valenti (electric guitar), Omar Iboa (acoustic guitar). 

Thank you all so much for being faithful to extra practices and for your attitude of praise and worship to the King of kings as you played and sang for the conference. You guys are the BEST.  All your praying and fasting paid off.  I love you all.

Last, but definitely NOT Least:  Danelle Layne Silveira.  I really don’t know how to say thank you.  You was my right arm at this ladies conference.  The anointing that you sang with was unbelievable.  I was blessed to have you by my side at this conference.  I  am proud that you are my daughter.  I thank God that you serve Him with your whole heart, mind and strength.   I love you!

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Yesterday was another incredible day of services at The Pentecostal Church.  It will be long remembered as one of the milestones in our church history.  When we are visited by God like this I find it very hard to write in words what happened and what it meant to me personally.  My husband has been under a special anointing here of late and it is just to hard to explain.  So many good things were accomplished in the Holy Ghost.  Nathan has always said, “God can do more in five minutes than I could ever do in a lifetime”.  So true.  When He shows up like He did yesterday….well, WOW!

I want to focus my post today on some incredible people; the musicians of The Pentecostal Church.  Kyle Valenti (electric guitar), Omar Iboa (acoustic guitar), Dominic Ingram (drums, bass), Nathaniel Hurst (drums), Danelle Silveira (keyboard, organ), Luis Lenzi (keys, organ, sax…),  Todd Valenti (keys, organ, bass…), This post is for you all.  I know that on our church web-site it has me listed on staff as the Minister of Music.  I don’t know how true that really is.  I guess someone had to take the title when our church was small. 🙂  Hopefully that will be changed one of these days.  The people that are named above and that I work with week in and week out are some of the most dedicated and talented people on the planet.  If you walk into The Pentecostal Church prayer room on any given service you will find these folks are some of the first to be there, seeking the face of God for that service and for the anointing of the Holy Ghost.  Sunday’s are hard to get into the prayer room before service because of our schedule, but you can feel the prayers of these people when the music begins.  It is not the beat or tempo of the song.  It is not just the excellence in which they play, but it is the anointing of the Holy Ghost that you feel.

Yesterday was no exception.  They gave and gave while the church received blessings. (I wonder how many times we sang, “Freedom”?)  That is okay.  That is our job description and our ministry.  However, after a long while in the altar service, I stopped them all from playing and singing and had them come stand behind the pulpit.  I told the church about how these folks play and sing so we can be in the presence of God to receive.  I asked the church, “However you can make music, do it.  With your voice or with your hands clapping and pray for these people so they can get lost in the spirit for awhile.”  WOW!  The church went to praying, praising and clapping.  Several of the men came to the platform and laid hands on them and the power of God came and blessed.  Our musicians received incredible blessings yesterday.  I am so thankful for what the Lord did for them.

Keep it up guys.  I just wanted to let you all know how thankful I am for you and your talent and dedication.  You are incredible.  Thank you for using your talent to glorify God and be a blessing to His kingdom.  I love and appreciate you more than you know.

P.S.  Danelle, when you read this don’t be discouraged.  I know you and Matt had to miss yesterday but your blessing is coming.  I appreciate and love you too for your dedicated life and talent.  🙂

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Tonight at Bible Study, my father-in-law (B.J. Hurst) sang the special.  My mother-in-law (Dorothy Hurst) played the keyboard.  I followed along on the organ. 🙂  Dad sang, “No One Cared For Me Like Jesus”.  I just have to say, I hope I can sing and hold my notes like he did tonight when I am 76 years old.  He did an incredible job.  However, that is not what I really want to point out about his singing.  When he finished singing,  there was such an awesome spirit of God that once again came into our service.  I often tell our chorale that we must have the anointing that breaks the yoke.  And, we also have to live a life that backs up what we are singing about if we want God to move when we sing.  I saw it and felt in action tonight.  I don’t know about you, but as for me, there is just something about a saint of God that has lived their life for Christ that is so special.  When they sing, it touches me deeply.  I know some people may think, “well, you were just giving an old man something to do so he would feel good”.  Well…not so.  You see, I know the life that my in-laws have lived.  Dad is a good man.  He has given his life to the work of God and has been ever so faithful.  He is one of the most giving individuals I know.  I just think that when the Lord heard B.J. Hurst singing tonight he was impressed. 🙂  No, not by the good voice but by the faithfulness of one of His servants.  Hence,  the Spirit that came to visit us tonight.  The Lord moved in the miraculous with healings and many, many other blessings.  My! My! My!  I thank God for “old” saints of the cross.  When they sing, teach, preach or testify, I sit up and take notice and I believe that the Lord does too.  He did tonight.  🙂

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