All of us with children and grandchildren are familiar with the question, “Are we home yet?” Most children long for the safety and comfort of home with its routines, comfortable bed, familiar food, and place at the table.
Adults aren’t much different.
After spending three months in Minnesota, we were happy to make it safely back to Florida on September 12th.
It didn’t take long for Pete to meet with an orthopedic surgeon who scheduled his rotator cuff surgery for October 6.
Despite spending the first couple days after surgery in an enormous amount of pain, we are grateful that the doctor believes the surgery was a success. Pete has a few weeks of physical therapy ahead of him before surgery on the other shoulder. We are very grateful for your prayers as we “shoulder” through this time.
We also praise God that our trip back to Florida was safe and we encountered no problems with the car or RV. Where would we be without your faithful prayers?
On our way home we traveled directly to Florida, making far fewer stops than on our way north in May. But at each stop God faithfully gave us opportunities to share the walking sticks and gospel with gas station employees on break, restaurant workers, the folks who helped fill our propane…
And a family that appeared out of the blue, as if they’d been sent by God.
Too exhausted to keep driving, we pulled off the road about two hours before planned. “We’ll make up the time lost by getting on our way early tomorrow,” we assured each other as we pulled the RV into one of Cracker Barrel’s RV spots. After ordering food, we ate and closed up the RV for the night with firm plans to get an early start the next day. But schedules aren’t always kept. The next morning we woke later than planned. “We’re going to have to put in some extra hours today,” Pete said as he googled maps. “Maybe an extra three.”
I hurriedly made coffee and we got ourselves ready for a long day on the road. But when Pete opened the drapes, he was surprised to see a car parked in the spot next to us. “They have an entire parking lot.” Pete took a drink of coffee. “Why would they park out here, next to us?”
After coffee, we took Bella for a quick walk. As we passed the car we noticed that it was occupied. Without much thought, we waved and smiled as if the occupants were our neighbors. They returned the greeting. “Strange,” I said. “Why do you think they’re just sitting in the car?”
By the time we returned from Bella’s walk, a second car was parked next to the first one. The car door was open, allowing an elderly man to remain inside while placing his feet on the ground. Even though we were in a hurry to get back on the road, we took a minute to enjoy watching as the car people hugged and lovingly clung to each other.
It was as if they hadn’t seen each other in years and the back parking lot of the Cracker Barrel was the venue for their reunion.
We were just about to leave when we noticed them taking pictures. “I know we’re running late, but don’t you think we should offer to take a picture so all their family can be in it.” I stepped out of the RV. Within minutes, Pete followed carrying an armful of walking sticks.
That’s when the reason this family parked next to us dawned on us.
It was part of God’s plan for them…and for us.
Praise God! Pete was able to share the Gospel with the family, giving each of them the Fellowship of Christian Farmers walking sticks and written material.
Pete and I were reminded that we should never put anything, especially our schedules and plans, ahead of God’s call to love people and share the good news with them.
Every person we meet is a traveler along the road of life. We have no idea when our road will come to an end, no idea when anyone’s road will stop.
But we do know what happens next depends on one thing.
What we did with Jesus.
Did I accept him as my Lord and Savior, or did I reject him?
Those who receive Christ Jesus have a home waiting for them, a home built by Jesus. That is his promise to all who receive him.
“Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me. In my Father’s house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am you may be also. And you know the way to where I am going…I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” John 14:1-6
Even with Pete’s surgery and the Corona virus, we look forward to many open doors this winter and spring. As soon as Pete is strong enough, we will be setting up our Fellowship of Christian Farmers tent each week at the Shell Factory flea market on Highway 41 in North Ft Myers. If you are in the area, come out and see us. We’ll be there on Tuesdays and Saturdays. If God wills and provides financially, we will also set up at Flea Masters in Ft Myers.
Please pray for Pete. He longs to join a group of men from Christian Farmers on November 15-21 in Louisiana as they help to rebuild following the devastating hurricanes that his this season.
On October 31 we will be at a new venue in northern Florida, handing out walking sticks and sharing the gospel.
We rejoice that at this time, none of our winter festivals and fairs have been cancelled! I will update our calendar of events within the next couple weeks.
And God has given us opportunity to minister here to our neighbors.
Our seven-year-old neighbor came for a visit, carrying a tiny basket with the gift of a bright red apple inside, her pink purse, and Candyland game. When we finished our game, I shared the story of the beads with her, making sure she understood each bead and what they represent. While, for safety reasons, we don’t generally give the sticks to children, I allowed her to have the walking stick. I love seeing her walk around the RV park with her walking stick, explaining the beads to anyone who asks. God is using this little ambassador for Christ in amazing ways. As far as I know, she has not clubbed her older brothers even once with her stick!
One day each one of us will see our last sunset.
We will pick up our last sea shell.
We will give our last hug and hand out our last walking stick.
And then we will ask the same question we have heard so many times.
“Are we home yet?”
And Jesus will answer, “Yes, come see the home I have prepared for you.” What a day that will be!
Pete and I want to thank each and everyone of you who pray for us and the Ministry of the Fellowship of Christian Farmers. Thank you to everyone who gives so generously. We don’t have words to express how grateful we are for each gift. Despite all that’s going on in this world and especially our nation, we are excited about the year ahead. Jesus is the answer. He always has been, always will be, and we are passionate to share him in this troubled world.
Thank you for your continued prayers. Please continue to pray for those who have recently prayed to receive Jesus as their Lord and Savior and those we have shared the story with and are still undecided. Pray also for:
- Pete’s complete and rapid recovery from his two shoulder surgeries. Less pain.
- Pete will be recovered enough to travel to Louisiana.
- That God would slow or stop the advancement of Pete’s Parkinson’s so he can continue to share the Gospel and minister.
- Upcoming events will not be cancelled.
- More open doors.
- Connections with churches that will welcome new believers and help disciple them.
- The flea market ministry we are embarking on.
- God’s perfect will in the upcoming election and that there will be peace following the election and continued freedom to witness.
- That God will continue to provide for our financial needs.
Thank you! If God leads you to give a gift, simply click on the Give page. Be certain to write “Pete and Sandy Singer” on the memo of your check.
May God continue to bless each one of you as you follow and serve him. We love you! Pete and Sandy Singer.