After sharing about my Fifth-Grade experience in 1978, it makes me smile that God would remind me this morning how He impacted my son’s Fifth Grade year.
On this evening in February 2012, I met other parents in the gymnasium at Rock Springs Elementary. The two I remember the clearest are Kent and Shawna Shingleton. They were there for their fourth child, Sarah. The kids were lined up all around the gym floor in an orderly fashion. As the kids presented their projects for Black History Month, we sat up in the bleachers talking.
They asked where we went to church. I responded we had been attending Springhouse but the kids were not connecting. They shared they had planted a small church at their home and would be starting services in that same gym. It was all very God-led and God-Fed. Quickly, the kids connected.
Just over six months later, this sermon was used in a huge way. There was an opportunity to stop and pray with our own families. I wrapped my left arm around Blake and my right arm around Morgan. I prayed in the Spirit for God to lay His claim on my children. I don’t recall the exact words, I rarely remember much of what I pray out loud in the Spirit. I just remember the desperation in my heart for my kids to know My Jesus. I knew it would be the first thing I would write out in a perfect prayer journal.
When I finished praying, my son burst into uncontrollable tears. I remember vividly Margo and Sherell and other women comforting my son. They told him sometimes God works “like that”. Yes, sir, He does! When His presence is that palpable, it is never forgotten!
This particular FB post has come back up more than a dozen times since it happened.
My children were saved at Camp Whatever in the Summer of 2014. I loved the idea of them exploring God’s handiwork around the Ocoee. Our family has strong roots in that area. Due to their respective ages at that time, they went with a different local church, not Hope Fellowship.
By August, they were ready to be baptized. Their youth pastor was the son of our pastor. Jared was so great with all the kids!
Pastor Kent preached a sermon in June 2016 which was used by the Holy Spirit to inspire My God Room here.
Entering into a state of obedience, I see now the fruit which was being cultivated here.
Stepping into School (August 6,2016) and Girl in the Blue Dress (August 8,2016) were big God moments, as well as
The Holy Spirit put it on my heart to create a Hope Fellowship “Family Book”. It’s still beautiful to me how God used that project for His Glory.
The Holy Spirit put it on my heart to donate a kidney and pray with our pastor’s wife.
In March 2018, we were blessed to host a bunch of young men in our home!
The tag was for Connie Jackson. Apparently, her account has been hacked so many times, she uses another name. She was so good to our cheer squads and made a huge difference in my life! The Youth Evangelism Conference made an even bigger difference to all attending
Our home that God gave us was beyond blessed to have those young men stay the night. hearing them pray as brothers…priceless!
Thank you, Lord, for all the ways you moved at Hope Fellowship…for us and so many others. Please bless and keep The Shingletons and all the families we still love so deeply! Thank you for keeping our small group growing closer to each other and to you. We love you and I ask this in the precious name of Jesus. Amen.
On this evening in February 2012, I met other parents in the gymnasium at Rock Springs Elementary. The two I remember the clearest are Kent and Shawna Shingleton. They were there for their fourth child, Sarah. The kids were lined up all around the gym floor in an orderly fashion. As the kids presented their projects for Black History Month, we sat up in the bleachers talking.
They asked where we went to church. I responded we had been attending Springhouse but the kids were not connecting. They shared they had planted a small church at their home and would be starting services in that same gym. It was all very God-led and God-Fed. Quickly, the kids connected.
Just over six months later, this sermon was used in a huge way. There was an opportunity to stop and pray with our own families. I wrapped my left arm around Blake and my right arm around Morgan. I prayed in the Spirit for God to lay His claim on my children. I don’t recall the exact words, I rarely remember much of what I pray out loud in the Spirit. I just remember the desperation in my heart for my kids to know My Jesus. I knew it would be the first thing I would write out in a perfect prayer journal.
When I finished praying, my son burst into uncontrollable tears. I remember vividly Margo and Sherell and other women comforting my son. They told him sometimes God works “like that”. Yes, sir, He does! When His presence is that palpable, it is never forgotten!
This particular FB post has come back up more than a dozen times since it happened.
My children were saved at Camp Whatever in the Summer of 2014. I loved the idea of them exploring God’s handiwork around the Ocoee. Our family has strong roots in that area. Due to their respective ages at that time, they went with a different local church, not Hope Fellowship.
By August, they were ready to be baptized. Their youth pastor was the son of our pastor. Jared was so great with all the kids!
Pastor Kent preached a sermon in June 2016 which was used by the Holy Spirit to inspire My God Room here.
Entering into a state of obedience, I see now the fruit which was being cultivated here.
Stepping into School (August 6,2016) and Girl in the Blue Dress (August 8,2016) were big God moments, as well as
The Holy Spirit put it on my heart to create a Hope Fellowship “Family Book”. It’s still beautiful to me how God used that project for His Glory.
The Holy Spirit put it on my heart to donate a kidney and pray with our pastor’s wife.
In March 2018, we were blessed to host a bunch of young men in our home!
The tag was for Connie Jackson. Apparently, her account has been hacked so many times, she uses another name. She was so good to our cheer squads and made a huge difference in my life! The Youth Evangelism Conference made an even bigger difference to all attending
Our home that God gave us was beyond blessed to have those young men stay the night. hearing them pray as brothers…priceless!
Thank you, Lord, for all the ways you moved at Hope Fellowship…for us and so many others. Please bless and keep The Shingletons and all the families we still love so deeply! Thank you for keeping our small group growing closer to each other and to you. We love you and I ask this in the precious name of Jesus. Amen.
My God Room 