The 30 Day Journey to Power

05/16/2012 By

 

30 Day Journey to Power

I got the most amazing gift in the mail from a woman who was at a conference that I spoke at a little over a month ago. I challenged the audience to read Ephesians chapters 1 and 3, every day for a month, and John 17: 20-26- Jesus’ last will and testament.  She DID it.  She then journaled the experience and then sent me her journal.  She had also taken in-depth notes at the conference and revelations that God had spoken to her during the conference that had helped her. It was the MOST powerful 30 days I‘ve ever read about! Profound, powerful, and supernatural are just a few words to describe it. 

I posted about it on Facebook and many responded saying they were going to take the challenge too. For days after I posted it, everywhere I went, when people saw me they instantly said, “I’m taking the challenge!” After these people journal their month, I’m planning on using some of their experiences along with my own, and my teaching to writing a short 30 Day Journey to Power booklet. I’m so excited!  I’ve already started writing it.

This lady wrote the good, the bad, and the ugly of how she felt every day.  She wrote of her challenges of not wanting to read and how she didn’t get anything out of it on some days. She told of the distractions that tried to overshadow the desire to follow through. Writing the hardships really heightened my excitement when I saw Holy Spirit work mightily after she was obedient. It was incredible.

After breaking through her-self and pressing in to Him;

  • She slept better.  She couldn’t remember the last time she felt this rested.
  • She experienced peace and the fullness of true joy that over-rode what normally upset her.
  • She is diabetic and her sugar level stabilized.
  • Her marriage was transformed from “doing her duty” to “deep love.”
  • Her husband, who doesn’t go to church, went to church with her.
  • She started tithing more even though she had little.

She had a business meeting with people she works with- who she dislikes the most and they dislike her very much.  Daggers started to fly at the meeting.  Normally this would make her blood pressure sky rocket and stress unbearable.  But, an amazing thing happened.  She sat there and a peace overcame her.  She felt as though she was looking down on the meeting- not really present in body but in spirit above it looking down.  She heard their complaints but felt God’s compassion for them.  She saw their value and that God loved them as much as herself. That was something she could never have done on her own before this month. She was free!

She was part of a Christian club that does good things for people.  She loved the people and everything they did was worthy of God’s glory.  However, when she got to the monthly meeting she felt the Lord saying, “I don’t want you to do this.”  She said to herself, “there are a lot of good things I can do but now I only want to do what He wants me to do.”  She needed more time with Him right now.

She had fasted from watching television. She only watched Hallmark movies but realized when you’re on a mission to greatness with God you better be focused on Him. She caught herself turning it on once, but then turned it off and found herself more energized than usual.

Amidst the daily stress of work, she had peace!

This is just a portion from her journal entries.  It was a profound month.  I’m so thankful she was led to send me her journey.  It is empowering many.

I Corinthians 2:9-10

“‘Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, nor have entered the heart of man the things God has prepared for those who love Him.’ But God has revealed them to us through His Spirit. For the Spirit searches all things, yes the deep things of God.

II Corinthians 2:5 says, “. . .that your faith should not be in the wisdom of men but in the power of God.

The hidden wisdom of God, the greater mysteries are revealed to those who search the heart of Him who is able to do immeasureably more than you can think or fathom. I desire every spiriual blessing, wisdom and revelation that God has for me. Do you want to take the challenge? To seek God intensely, read Ephesians chapters 1 and 3 and John 17: 20-26 and fast from something that distracts you from hearing from Him for 30 days. Journal the experience.

I’m compiling my 30 day Journey to Power booklet.  I’ll post when it is ready for everyone to read!

 

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Best Cucumber Salad

05/15/2012 By

  This is the most refreshing cucumber salad, it hits the spot when it’s hot outside. Even though it will last for up to two weeks in the refrigerator it won’t stay there that long, it will be eaten. You can add feta cheese or tomatoes to it when you serve it, just don’t add it to the jar. This will be a summer staple for you you.

The Best Cucumber Salad

 Best Cucumber Salad

(keeps in refrigerator for up to two weeks)

6 cucumbers, sliced thin

1 red pepper, sliced thin strips

1 carrot, peel and julienned

1 onion, sliced thin strips

2 sprigs of fresh dill, chopped

¾ cup organic rice wine vinegar

¾ cup water

1 ½ teaspoon salt

½ cup sugar

I use all organic ingredients when possible

Mix all and pour into container with a lid. Turn upside down once a day to get flavors mixed.

You can eat it 30 min’s after you make it, or keep for over a week in the refrigerator.

Very refreshing for hot days, makes a lot for taking to a party, people love it!

 

 

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Seedlings, Fertile Soil and the Harvest

05/10/2012 By

Sprouting Seeds Beckon a Cultivated Garden

 The temperature, humidity, and sunshine in the house were just right for growth to start.  Now the sprouts stand to attention, just waiting for rich soil to burrow their roots into for the growing season.  

Cultivating a garden is hard work, but I love seeing a seed sprout into a full blown plant and then become a produce machine.  There’s nothing like bringing in those baskets and more basketfuls of succulent three pound tomatoes, or bushels of beans, or the one-hundred and fifty pound pumpkin at harvest time.

Raising children has a lot of similarities as planting seeds in a cultivated garden.  When they’re little they’re just waiting to burrow their roots and begin to grow. The environment of our home has everything to do with how they sprout, how deep their roots go, how strong they will be to endure the storms and the fruit they will yield.

Proverbs 22:6 says, “Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it.”  Ephesians 6:4 says, “…Do not provoke your children to wrath, but bring them up in the training and admonition of the Lord.”

The things we teach and train our children are so important, but just as important are the things we don’t intend to teach but unintentionally cultivate by how we live; the atmosphere of our daily attitude, the sacrifices made without our mentioning, unspoken love that radiates from our spirit that cannot be unnoticed.  How we talk, what we watch, what we do, how we love, what we do with our spare time.  Every-day is critical in cultivating their garden.

Our children are mostly grown now and producing more fruit than I ever dreamed.  Right after I took the picture of my spaghetti squash sprouts, we got a call from one of our daughters, Rachael. She’s in her senior year of college at Virginia Commonwealth University in the arts program. VCU ranks #1 in art programs in US public universities and #4 in public/private. That means they expect excellence.

 Almost every project she works on has brought glory to Jesus and hope to the lost.  She has been the best in the class.  Many times she would call us in between class breaks and ask us to pray for her on the phone.  It was so hard to endure the classes because of the perversion in the projects being shown.  Art in the secular world is typically rendered in what will shock you; death, sex, nudity and immorality. She wanted to make sure Jesus looked the best so she worked relentlessly at making sure her pieces were exceptional.  And they were.  She has won awards and honors, but today  she won Best in Show for her  animation at the  Student Film Festival. She was competing with graduates as well. The animation was based on I John 2:17, “The world is passing away, and the lust of it; but he who does the will of God abides forever.” My heart is still fluttering over the excitement!

This past semester she decided to start a prayer group for artist on the campus.  She thought only a handful would be interested.   60 people signed up the first week she put the notice up.  Last week she got a job at the International Mission Board, wherein she’ll be speaking to the nations through video.

Cultivating a garden is hard work, but I love seeing a seed sprout into a full blown plant and then become a produce machine.  There’s nothing like watching your children sprout, become mature, and produce fruit that will affect untold numbers.  Now, that’s the epitome of bringing in the harvest. 

Rachael and Sharon

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The Adventure of Getting
the Milking Goat

05/04/2012 By

Typically before a trip, I look at the map and calculate the entire adventure ahead of time.  This time we had been too busy and the morning we were leaving the internet was down, so I couldn’t “Map-Quest” the directions. Our ultimate purpose for the trip was to pick up a milking goat and 20 laying chickens.  Since we rented a U-Haul van for the trip we thought we might as well take advantage of the space in the van and stop at Dale’s brother’s barn, a couple hours away and pick up some boxes of old family treasures that he wanted to get rid of. After picking up the boxes, we said our goodbyes and then looked at the directions for our next, final stop. The “goat farm lady” said she lived close to our family and didn’t give an address just some rough directions. When we finally looked at the cities that she said we would go through, I was shocked to see we were hours from where I thought we were going- taking us into another state altogether! 

We started driving, and after 30 minutes I said to Dale, “Let’s turn around. I can find a milking goat much closer to home and chickens are easy to come by.  This trip will put us home in middle of the night.” Dale said, “No, this must be a divine appointment.  We have to see it through. We would never have planned this if we had known how far away it was and this is out of character for us not to have looked at a map ahead of time.  So it must be that God has a plan for us there.”  I agreed.  So, we traveled for hours down-breath taking winding mountain roads, getting lost, and with no cell connection.

Finally we got there.  We were 4 hours late and there she was- the farmer’s wife.  She was pleased to see us. Her hair was grayish white pulled back into a long braid.  Her hands were well worn.  Her clogs covered in wet mud. At first, I forgot it was a divine appointment and got my money out to pay her for the goat and chickens so we could get back on the road quickly and get home.  Then she sat down and started to milk her whole herd of goats, after the first four, I knew we were going to be there for the duration. While we milked, she talked. Her husband had died a little over a month before.  He took care of everything and now she was all alone and legally blind.  She didn’t have a car, couldn’t drive, didn’t have a soul to help her on the 25 acre farm with all the animals.  Her closest family member lived on the west coast and she lived in WVA.  This was a divine appointment designed by God Himself.

The property was in serious need of help. She took us into her home.  She didn’t take her muddy boots off, nor did she close the door to the animals walking behind us into the house.  She stoked her coal stove and sat down to talk some more. We realized that the greatest need she had was to be loved, someone to listen to her, and just be with her- so we did. Three hours later we held her hands, prayed and blessed her, gave her hugs, love and said goodbye.

 We hadn’t stopped praying for- or communicating with her.  Dale was right- it was a divine appointment. Our greatest asset we can give someone is the Father’s love.  His love is so powerful!  It speaks volumes and rushes over the recipient like a mighty rushing river.

We loaded the 20 chickens and Alpine milking goat into the van behind the boxes of family treasures.  We were officially a full load now.  The chickens were clucking and rustling as we drove down the winding mountain roads. It didn’t take long before we had to lower the windows because the smell had overcome the vehicle.  It was going to be a long ride home.  Several hours from home, I was driving and looked over at dale and was shocked to see a mouse on his shoulder! Soon there was another mouse running up the side of his seat.  Then, another running under my seat! I don’t know how many there were but they were coming out of the boxes that we had gotten from his brothers barn. I kept telling myself that if one landed on my head or up my pant-leg that I could and would remain in control and not freak out! For three hours we drove with the lights on watching the mice run about.  The divine appointment was an adventure of a day to say the least!

Sharon Glasgow

 

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How Will We Be Remembered?

04/29/2012 By

Memory keeps volumes stored in hidden vaults, just waiting for something to jar its door and all the contents resuscitated.

It’s pretty entertaining hearing your grown children, gathered around the table, telling their favorite childhood memories. I’ve forgotten a lot of things that they remember, and boy, they sure remember it all.  It seems as though they can recall every emotional response, phone call or meal I’ve ever made and when it happened! Our children’s lives are completely molded by our every word and how we live even when we think they’re not looking.  Every day of their life they unintentionally record memories.

I don’t think I remember as much as they do about my childhood; many memories are packed away. The funny thing is, it only takes a smell, sight, sound or a conversation that will jar the door open, and memories come to life. Forty years have passed, and once in a while my memory will be jarred when I see the clock hit 10:00 P.M. I’ll instantly recall that for a couple of years in my childhood my mom went to her bedroom from 10-11:00 P.M. and prayed for us kids.

If how we live at home is recorded in our children’s memory, how will we be remembered?

It is worth our time to reengineer our days to make sure that everything we do is worthy of the memory it is creating. I don’t have the physical or mental ability to make my every action worthy of being memorized, however, when I surrender my every day wholeheartedly to Jesus, He leads me to do what I couldn’t when left to my own abilities.

My first priority on my to-do list every day is to ask Him to guide my thoughts, my conversation and my actions.

Second on the list is to diligently pray for our children. I have to set aside a certain time of the day to pray for them. I remember reading that when James Dobson’s kids were little he fasted and prayed for them one day a week. He prayed every day for them but set aside one day to fast for them. That is a commitment that will not return void.  I have done that at special seasons of our children’s lives and found God faithful.

When these two things are at the top of my list I’m able to do more than I would ever be able to do on my own.

If Billy Graham, John Wesley and George Washington all said they owed their life success to the memory of their mother’s prayers, it raises the bar high and compels us to set our standard to do the same.

Last night I read about a Russian officer in Richard Wormbrand’s book, Tortured for Christ whose memory of what her grandmother did saved her soul.

Richard saw the Russian officer on the street and said, “ ‘I wish to speak to you about Christ.’ She asked me, ‘Do you love Christ?’ I said, ‘Yes! With all of my heart.” She fell into my arms and kissed me again and again. It was a very embarrassing situation for a pastor, so I kissed her back, hoping people would think we were relatives. She exclaimed to me, “I love Christ, too!” I took her to our home and discovered to my amazement that she knew nothing about Christ-absolutely nothing-except the name. And yet she loved Him. She did not know that He is the Savior, nor what salvation means. She did not know where and how He lived and died. She did not know His teachings, His life or ministry. She was for me a psychological curiosity: how can you love someone if you know only his name?

When I inquired, she explained, “When I went to high school, I was taught that it was my holy duty to defend the Communist morals. But I did not know what a ‘holy duty’ or a ‘moral’ looked like. . .My grandmother always bowed before this picture, saying that it was the picture of one called Cristo (Christ). And I loved this name by itself. This name became so real to me! Just to say the name gave me such joy.’. . .She joyously found Christ in my home and now the One whose name she loved lived in her heart.

The memory of her grandmother bowing to a picture of Christ stayed with her all those years and opened the door to eternal life with Him.

The grandmother never explained Christ to her, but her actions were recorded in the hidden vaults of the grand-daughters memory. When Richard said the word “Christ,” it jarred the vault open, and the memory resituated and birthed new life for her.

What will our children and our grandchildren remember about us? That we prayed for them? That our life was postured in adoration toward the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, bowing before Him with our countenance, our words and our actions? Seems kind of hard until you remember you’ve got the priority list up above. If we keep our eyes on Him, He will direct our path, and the memories we make for our kids will be ones we want brought to life.

Sharon Glasgow

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Mothers: Changing History Through Prayer

04/22/2012 By
Mothers_Blessing_of George_Washington_Dale_Glasgow_comMother’s Blessing of George Washington
8 x 10 fine art print by Dale Glasgow, © 2012.

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Hours before I was conceived my mom got on her knees in front of a red leather couch and poured her heart out to God with weeping, “Lord, if you will give me this night a baby I will dedicate it to You and for Your service, all the days of its life.  Amen.”God answered her prayer that night, and all my days have been dedicated to Him because of the fervent prayers of my mom.

My mom followed in the footsteps of millions of mothers who have prayed for thier children.

From the time of Moses until this very day, some of our most influential Christian heroes become history makers because of their mothers’  prayers.

Moses’ mother, Jochebed, modeled this type of prayer. She was a matriarch of the Old Testament,  selflessly devoted to her family, with unwavering faith and commitment to God. I envision Jochebed with her face to the floor crying out to the God of Israel, to her God, weeping on behalf of her baby whose life was endangered. Jochebed pleaded for God to spare and hoped for answers she could not see.  God not only saved Moses’ life but through Moses saved over two million Israelites out of Egyptian bondage.

God I want to be a mother who contends for her children like Jochebed.

John Wesley, one of the greatest evangelists of the 1700s, ( speaking to crowds of twenty thousand people or more) was raised by a mother who prayed. Susannah Wesley raised John in a home dedicated to the Word of God and prayer. In the midst of raising 10 children she would spend two hours a day in prayer herself. Many days she couldn’t find a place of solitude so she would lift her apron over her head to be alone with God.  There she would pray among the children playing about her.  Often her husband was gone for long lengths of time leaving her as a single parent. Another of her other children, Charles Wesley wrote over 9000 hymns that we still sing today.

God I want to be a mother who prays for her children like Susanna Wesley.

George Washington, the Father of our Country changed the course of American history for God’s Glory. His overwhelming reputation of humility, perseverance, dignity, honor, strength and sincerity was second to none. He was not just a military and revolutionary hero, he was a shining example of one enlisted in the army of God. The King of Kings was his leader and none other. George’s mother, Mary Washington raised him and his siblings as a single mother after his dad died when he was ten. She found her strength in God alone. It is recorded that she went to a nearby rock outside of her house to pray continually. George wrote letters to his mother while in the battlefield of the Revolutionary War proving what her prayers were doing for him. He wrote that he escaped death when bullets went through his coat and horses were shot out from under him. Miracle after miracle happened to George, and he honored his mother with these words “All that I am I owe to my mother.” George Washington  knew many of his triumphs happened because of his mother’s pleading prayers on his behalf. She prayed diligently and birthed our nation a God- fearing courageous leader.

God I want to be a mother who prays unceasingly for her children like Mary Washington.

Billy Graham, the Moses of our day, has led nearly 3 million people out of spiritual bondage into freedom in Christ, has preached the gospel to more than 80 million people in his lifetime. He said that of all the people he had ever known his mother had the greatest influence on his life. She would gather the family to listen to the Bible and have prayer together in the presence of God. She and his dad would pray for Billy every morning at 10’Oclock.

God, I want to be a mother who influences her children through the power of prayer like Morrow Graham.

Every Christian mother contending, interceding, praying for her children has the potential to change the course of history for God’s Glory. Our world is in need of God filled history makers to rise to the calling right now. I’m setting the challenge for myself today and I would love for you to join me; I am going to pray more diligently than ever for our children and their future. I will stand on these promises of God as I pray for them;

Matthew 21: 22, “And whatever things you ask in prayer, believing, you will receive.”

John 14:13-14, “And whatever you ask in My Name, that I will do, that the father may be glorified in the Son .If you ask anything in my name, I will do it.”

I will pray as my mother did for me, for our children and for generations to come with unwavering passion and persistence. When I stand before the judgment seat of Christ I want to be counted among the hall of fame history makers like Moses’ parents were in Hebrews chapter 11.  God rewards those who believe in Him and diligently seek Him. So rise up mothers and be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might as you pray to Him who is able to do immeasurably more than you can think or imagine.

Sharon Glasgow

 

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My Favorite Holiday, Easter

04/08/2012 By

It was Easter Eve.  I was checking out at the grocery store and the cashier asked me what my favorite holiday was.  I never got to answer since she and the bagger agreed the best holidays are the ones with the most food and celebration.

Easter morning was glorious.  We worshipped with intense passion over our risen Lord and took the Lords Supper.  On Easter, usually I sing softly since I don’t sing well- but not this morning.  I didn’t care who heard me. A young man got up from his seat and began to dance.  Just a few months prior he had been a drug addict, but recently he had been set free.  He had something to dance about.  On the other side of the room, grandparents got up and started to dance.  Their grandson had come to the Lord after years of prayer.

After taking the bread and the cup, my heart literally raced with excitement. I closed my eyes and suddenly, I saw before me the grandest table I had ever seen and it was bountifully overflowing. Thousands and thousands of people of every race and kind flowed into the magnificent banquet.  Many were actually wearing white garments. The excitement was more than I could bear in my human thoughts, the lame, blind, deaf, poor, abused and tortured were now all healed running into the party of all parties. I started to cry.  It was the most grand and glorious party I had ever seen. I knew God was giving me a glimpse into the future- to the Wedding Supper of the Lamb. All too soon I was back to reality but something was different- joy filled every ounce of my being.  I had had a glimpse into the future of Glory.

God has been preparing us for the great Wedding Supper of the Lamb since the Israelites first Passover supper, before their exodus out of slavery in Egypt (Exodus 11 &12).  God told Moses to tell every Israelite family to sacrifice a lamb that night and to mark the door of their home with its blood. On that night the angel of death passed over every home marked by the blood of the lamb.

Just as God protected the Israelites from physical death by the blood of the lamb that night, it was also a foreshadowing of the ultimate sacrifice that would be shed, the blood of Christ, the “Lamb of God” (John 1:29)- in the future for the salvation of all who would receive Him.

At Jesus’ last supper with his disciples, before his crucifixion, they were celebrating the Passover supper which was the first Lord’s Supper. He tells his disciples (in Luke 22:15-20) that He had fervent desire to eat the Passover with them before he suffered and that He would not eat of it again until it is fulfilled in the kingdom of God.  He told them that the cup of the fruit of the vine and the bread that they broke together was the new covenant and to do it in remembrance of Him.  Jesus was excited because He knew that because of His sacrifice- one day we would all eat together again in His kingdom. God’s great master plan, leading us to the ultimate Wedding Supper of the Lamb, started at the first Passover supper.  Now we celebrate the future glory of that day when we partake of the Lord’s Supper remembering what Jesus, the “Lamb of God,” did for us as the ultimate sacrifice.  This reminds us of his promise to return and we will all eat together, as the bride.  So, the Lord’s Supper is truly a rehearsal dinner for the Wedding Supper of the Lamb!

We’ll enter through the gates of splendor, onto the streets paved with gold and before us- the King of Kings and Lord of Lords will usher us into the Wedding Supper of the Lamb.  This will be the greatest feast and celebration of all time. All saints from the beginning of time, to the end of the age will be there.

Revelation 19: 6-9

“And I heard, as it were, the voice of a great multitude, as the sound of many waters and the sound of mighty thunderings, saying, ‘Alleluia! For the Lord God Omnipotent reigns! Let us be glad and rejoice and give Him glory, for the marriage supper of the Lamb has come, and His wife has made herself ready. And to her it was granted to be arrayed in fine linen, clean and bright, for the fine linen is the righteous acts of the saints.’ Then he said to me, “Write: ‘Blessed are those who are called to the marriage supper of the Lamb!’”

 I think I’ll go back, visit my cashier at the grocery store and tell her that Easter is my favorite holiday, and why. If her favorite holidays are the ones with the most food and celebration, I better see if her name is on the guest list to the Wedding Supper of the Lamb!

 Sharon Glasgow

 

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Decorating for Easter

04/05/2012 By

I love bringing out the Easter eggs that our children decorated when they were little every year. The more years pass since they made them, the more special they have become. They bring back memories of us making them together and they make a great decoration and conversation piece. Most everyone who sees the antique basket of decorated eggs for the first time raves over the visual feast of creativity. I look forward to the day when our great-grandchildren get to see the eggs in the basket and I get to tell them the fun family stories we had together making them. When Easter season is over I carefully wrap each one in bubble wrap and then place them in a large sealed tin. So far, I haven’t broken one.

 

Decorated Blown Eggs

1. Poke holes in both ends of a large white egg (raw).

2. With something the size of a skewer or paper clip try to puncture the egg membrane and yolk inside the egg a couple of times. This helps the yolk to come out more easily.

3. Blow the contents out of the egg. You can use a small straw (coffee stirrer) ear bulb syringe or just your mouth (that’s what I did) into a bowl.

4. Rinse the egg out and let it dry for a couple of days.

5. Decorate with enamel or acrylic paints. You can place colored tissue on some eggs and then a clear coat on top of it. Some of the eggs even have beads glued on to them. Encourage the older children to paint scenes that depict Easter (3 crosses and empty tomb)

6. Let them dry and then place on grass in an old basket.

7. Enjoy!

Another special Easter tradition we do every year is a table centerpiece depicting Calvary with three crosses and the empty tomb with an angel inside. We celebrate the first Lords Supper and Passover the night I light the candles inside the tomb and at the cross. When our kids were really young they weren’t happy about how long a Passover dinner took, so we shortened our version of a Passover dinner. Our shortened version is this…

Glasgow Family Passover Dinner

1. All lights off except the candles on the table

2. Pray

3. We pass each food item and tell what each represents.

Dinner; Roasted lamb, unleavened bread (Matzah- Hebrew), boiled eggs, chopped apple  recipe (Charoset- Hebrew), chopped potato recipe, bitter herbs (Parsley) and salt water, horseradish and new wine

4. Dale reads the account of the Israelites leaving Egypt from the book of Exodus… He then reads, Luke 22 about the Passover dinner with Jesus (Yeshua) and His disciples the night before he is crucified. Dale explains how Jesus was the unblemished Lamb sacrificed for us and that He arose victoriously from death. Then we celebrate the first Lord’s Supper. We then shift and look forward to the future Wedding Supper of the Lamb, with all the saints from before Calvary and all those after. He reads from Revelation 19.

4. Prayer, come Lord Jesus!

5. Everyone is dismissed from the table, lights turned on

5. Hot cross buns for desert and then we watch the movie, Jesus Christ of Nazareth (our kids did get tired of watching the same movie every year)

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Welcome to SharonGlasgow.com!

03/07/2012 By

Spring has finally arrived!

Spring has finally arrived! I’m so glad you came to visit me! If you’re looking for a christian speaker for a retreat, conference or special event who’s a little more than energetic, I’m your speaker! I get excited about how the Holy Spirit works. I stand in awe of His power and I can’t contain the message that He is giving me everyday!

Please take a look at a few of my topics, but remember it is just a sampling. Thanks for visiting, e-mail me– sharon@sharonglasgow.com or call me at (540-286-2539), I would be honored to help you plan your next event.

Sharon Glasgow

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