Home Sweet Home—With a Vision

Greetings in the name of Jesus Christ!
After three stretching, altering and amazing months I am now safely home. My trip to Ghana, West Africa was, putting it painfully simple, a blessed time. Three months of teaching and experience . . . how can I begin to share my full heart? First, thank you all for your prayers as I know that I had people praying for me and I know that your prayers were heard by our Heavenly Father.
I had hoped to be able to keep updates flowing out but . . . hehe, it did not happen. And that is okay! I need a little debriefing time anyways so for the next few months I’ll be sharing my experiences and lessons which I learned while in Ghana. In the course of the thirteen week program we went through ten or so classes; quite a studious and stretching time! But I am so thankful for each class and the required work–it forced me to sit up and practice being a soldier.
I look forward to sharing as time permits–thank you all for your faithful stopping by!
God bless you,
Frannie

Waving Goodbye

Greeting of love in the name of Jesus Christ! I hope this finds all of you well . . . are you relishing autumn’s sweet return? Is the cooling air, crisp night sky and coloring leaves ending your day a little more magical? It is mine; but then I guess feel that way about all four seasons. To realize the order, exact order, and detail within each season—it all speaks of a Creator’s hand. Enough . . . it’s 1:47 a.m. and I know that if I continue dwelling upon autumn another moment I will have a very difficult time settling my sentiments. :o) Tennesee Trip, Steph's Wedding 274 You may wonder why am I up at such a wee hour? An even better question is why I have so much energy at this time. Ghana. Only two more days till we begin the first step of my journey. I praise the Lord—He has shown abundant mercy to me during this time of preparation. And so that brings me to my point: I am leaving! For the next three months you will have the honor of meeting my dearest friend, Momma! 🙂 Lord willing, Momma will be posting little tidbits of my journey when she is able. I know you will make her feel welcome. :o) Tennesee Trip, Steph's Wedding 280 Dear brothers and sisters in Christ, thank you for all of your encouraging comments on my trip. I have so much to learn while there so please remember to keep me in your prayers. . .I will need them! Until we meet again! Tennesee Trip, Steph's Wedding 275 Your Ghana-bound sister in Christ, Frannie

A Peep Into My Day

Today is a wonderful and full day—how you may ask? Besides the beautiful robin-egg colored sky and the breeze which sets all the leaves into a nervous shake my family is buzzing about their work. The school year has begun. Momma has been an amazing example to me over these past few weeks when two unexpected (but most loved and welcomed) students joined my brother for a year of homeschooling. This meant Momma went from the teacher of one to three; much hurried thought and energy went into the setting up of a lovely school room, ordering books, preparing schedules and so on. Any order-loving person must understand how feelings of discouragement and fear could creep into such an unplanned event. Nevertheless, I have seen my momma rise up and meet this challenge full of the grace of God. Truly, He will strengthen with all might by His glorious power. “She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all. Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised. Give her of the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates.” This year is especially fun for me. My prior experience with home-schooling was my being the student and my classmates my brother and sister—I was never really involved in it besides actually doing it. This year, however, I am enjoying the blessings of being graduated and “Momma’s Assistant.” I enjoy setting up our chore Stations, being in charge of breakfast and purposing myself to defeat the ancient foe: Laundry. It’s fun jumping into the classroom’s Bible time—singing “My Country Tis of Thee,” gazing at Abeka’s flashcards while we go over the story of Abram and Sarai’s move from Ur. I enjoy taking Momma her coffee and watching my young cousin rub his “Great Job” sticker in hopes of it being a scratch-and-sniff. 🙂 Most of all I enjoy spending time with my Momma–watching her teach little ones in patience and knowledge. It’s fun being on the opposite side of the spectrum; being able to help with something versus spending my every free moment in a struggle with math. The-School-Room-xx-Alfred-Rankley And so, once the last of breakfast has been put away and a load of laundry is running I’m able to slip away and work on something Ghana related. Only seventeen more days till we begin our journey towards Pennsylvania and only twenty more days till I fly away. There was once a time when I wished Ghana would approach faster now I wish time would settle itself down and take a break. :o) However, through it all I must say that Jesus Christ and His Father are my hope and stay. They are my expectations and my fortress. My Shelter in the time of the storm. Many blessings to you all. “For this cause we also, since the day we heard it, do not cease to pray for you, and to desire that ye might be filled with the knowledge of his will in all wisdom and spiritual understanding; That ye might walk worthy of the Lord unto all pleasing, being fruitful in every good work, and increasing in the knowledge of God; Strengthened with all might, according to his glorious power, unto all patience and longsuffering with joyfulness; Giving thanks unto the Father, which hath made us meet to be partakers of the inheritance of the saints in light:” With love, Frannie The School Room  was painted by Alfred Rankley and can be found at the following link: http://www.oceansbridge.com/oil-paintings/product.php?xProd=74746

“Lord, Send Me Anywhere”

Have you ever waited for something with so much excitement it literally feels like your body is going to explode into party confetti? 🙂 Have you ever experienced the mixed emotions of pure sitting-at-the-edge-of-your-seat with utmost dread? The: I cannot wait to begin packing my suitcase jumbled together with “Ah!! I have to sew four dresses?!” Welcome, to my world—a little bit of every emotion running 75 miles an hour throughout my body. I have 25 more days till I fly away to Ghana. Along with all of these bothersome feelings comes the awesome realization that I am not alone. My Jesus, my Father, He is with me. He has faithfully met my needs financially, mentally, physically and even emotionally as I prepare for something I believe will change my life. And He is going with me; what an awesome God I serve. David Livingstone and Frank Garlock are responsible for the following hymn. I found it very comforting and very challenging and I pray that you will be blessed by it.   Lord, Send Me Anywhere O Lord, since Thou hast died
To give Thyself for me,
No sacrifice could be too great
For me to make for Thee.
Refrain:
Lord, send me anywhere, Only go with me;
Lay any burden on me, Only sustain me.
Sever any tie, Save the tie that binds me to Thy heart—
Lord Jesus, my King, I consecrate my life, Lord, to Thee.

I only have one life,
And that will soon be past;
I want my life to count for Christ,
What’s done for Him will last. Lord, send me anywhere, Only go with me;
Lay any burden on me, Only sustain me.
Sever any tie, Save the tie that binds me to Thy heart—
Lord Jesus, my King, I consecrate my life, Lord, to Thee.

I follow Thee, my Lord,
And glory in Thy cross;
I gladly leave the world behind
And count all gain as loss. Lord, send me anywhere, Only go with me;
Lay any burden on me, Only sustain me.
Sever any tie, Save the tie that binds me to Thy heart—
Lord Jesus, my King, I consecrate my life, Lord, to Thee.
With blessings, Frannie

Summer Afternoons

It’s eleven o’clock, dear readers, on a summer afternoon. I look out my window and see a collage of beauty–hues of green, sky blue, white and hints of yellow stream into my room as I lay on my bed with a cup of coffee, a warm chiwawa and a biography to keep me company. Please don’t think me too lazy; I just finished a good week of hard labor and a morning of serving yummy cinnamon rolls and smokies to twenty-nine campers and staff. 🙂 

Then followed that beautiful season… Summer…. Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood. ~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

And that brings me about to my topic–my campers. This week I had seventeen campers who eagerly appeared each meal time and also came in thirty minutes prior and afterwards for kitchen duty. Because Discovery Ministries is a Christian organization we typically have church related groups; however, this week was different. This group was a non-Christian group made up of junior high kids who came from military families. Because of this camp’s make-up I prepared myself to have a very non-spiritual week. I was so wrong.

According to one of the leaders, one of the girls saw my “A Tip for Ghana” jar. After reading it she ran upstairs where the simple tupperware canister was passed from hand to hand filling with love, goodwill and money which could have bought candy bars and soda. When I appeared the next morning to start my ovens and set up the counter I was tremendously blessed to see that they had put at least thirty dollars. Thirty dollars worth of Snickers, Sprite and iceceam bars where given to an almost-complete stranger who is trying to go to Ghana for a missions trip. And the amount grew as the week progressed.  These children were so excited to give something–their joy and complete willingness encouraged me to keep going. They encouraged me to keep looking unto the Lord. Last night I told the Lord that I am trusting Him completely; if He desires me to go He will provide. I also told Him that when He does I will be as David and sing praises.

O God, my heart is fixed; I will sing and give praise, even with my glory.  Awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early. I will praise thee, O LORD, among the people: and I will sing praises unto thee among the nations. For thy mercy is great above the heavens: and thy truth reacheth unto the clouds. Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: and thy glory above all the earth; That thy beloved may be delivered: save with thy right hand, and answer me .God hath spoken in his holiness; I will rejoice,
. . .
Give us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man. Through God we shall do valiantly: for he it is that shall tread down our enemies.
  Psalms 108:1-7a, 12,13
Altogether this group gave forty-seven dollars–I told my campers that, although some may find the amount small,  their firty-seven dollars could be the exact amount God will give in order to meet my need. My Abba not only used these young people to provide physical needs but also spiritual–He used them to strengthen my faith, encourage me my heart and also chide me for the times I have often been stingy in giving. I praise God for using this week for my complete good.
I hope that you are all well and enjoying summer; I think before I drift asleep I should talk a walk to the mail box and see if there are any goodies inside. 🙂
May the LORD bless each of you today! Yo u all are so dear to me!
With a smile, 
 Frannie

P.S I have two very good sites I would love for you to visit. First, Miss Sonja from Girlish Musings recently wrote a most excellent piece concerning followers and our hearts toward them. Please drop by and read this; it was quite challenging for me and I feel the need to pass it on.  Also, please visit ButtonWillow Chronicles. I recently found this and I truly enjoy stopping by–its a breath of fresh air! 🙂 Blessings to you!