Since Jesus Came Into My Heart

Quite a time it has been here at the Buxton conclave in Lake Havasu during these days leading up to and beyond Easter. For one thing; we’ve had visitors. Beloved visitors. Two of our children and their families.

This is Andrew and his crew being funny.

This is Rebecca and Nathaniel being serious.

Both families have spent around a week here helping us prepare for our Easter services. For Andrew to stay in, Mike brought his 40-feet long motor home and parked it here at DJs right across the driveway from ours. Rebecca slept on the couch in our rig; Nathaniel pitched a tent in our small yard. It has been a blast…one week-long party. We’ve eaten together, eaten alone, eaten in restaurants, cooked food on the grill outside, brought bags full of little hamburgers, eaten at the church…eaten at the park…you get the idea. Mike took one of his boats out one day and the boys “fished,” coming home with the expected fish story…and no fish to cook.

The main thing we have done is prepare for Easter Sunday. We made fliers, made phone calls, made personal visits, erected signs, made plans, ordered food, devised games, arranged teachers, prepared music, set an attendance goal of 100, prayed, planned, talked, mused, ordered extra chairs, procured masses of flowers and greenery, cleaned the church, polished furniture, made coffee, ate donuts, cried over burdens for the lost, …and laughed a lot.

It was a dynamite week. On Tuesday at the conclusion of our Christian Intervention Program, Mike spoke to several of us who were on the church premises, but who had not attended the class. “I want us to pray with Alex.” Michael has known Alex for a very long time. They are both musicians, and in years past have played and sung together in venues that are quite different from a godly atmosphere. When Alex was assigned to our class, he was shocked to find Michael was the teacher. Now on Tuesday night, he stood…needy…desperate…ready to turn to God. It took awhile. The ministers talked frankly to him about addictions and the need for repentance and about receiving the Holy Ghost. Finally, with great humility, Alex lifted his hands and began to pray…About an hour later, “lost in the Spirit,” this wonderful young man was filled with the Spirit of God and began speaking in tongues.

(Sorry about the quality of the picture. Taken with someone’s phone…the best we have of the moment.)

It was a remarkable night. Jennifer who had received the Holy Ghost mere days before was right there praying with Alex. It was beautiful…and I wept as I watched this precious young woman, this newly born Christian, praying fervently with Alex as he made his way into the kingdom of God.

…the sound system was already on for we had long before began to sing…Alex opened his eyes…and after awhile found his way to the guitar that belonged to Eric. Then he was on the platform, (barefoot, having removed his shoes at some point), and he and Michael were again a team…Michael teaching Alex that beautiful old hymn of the church, “Since Jesus Came Into My Heart.”

Our little auditorium reverberated with the sound of worship and praise. Alex had experienced resurrection power…and it wasn’t even Easter yet!

…to be continued tomorrow.

6 thoughts on “Since Jesus Came Into My Heart

  1. Oh my goodness! My heart is overwhelmed reading about Alex. What an exciting week you guys had. Sounds a perfect week with the family…I’m kind of jealous. :-/ But I’m glad you guys were together.

    LOVE the pic of my sister and her silly family. What made me laugh is Ella-Claire. She looks embarrassed! So funny and cute. 😀

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  2. What a wonderful thing to happen for Alex, Michael, and the Havasu church!!!! Beautiful pictures of Alex praying, and then of him and Mike worshiping together in music!!!

    Can’t wait to read the next installment of the wonderful happenings in Havasu!!!

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