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                  January 
                    2005 Monthly Letter 
                  Dear 
                    Dear Partners in Bringing the Lost Back,  
                  Happy 
                    New Year!  
                  Here's 
                    a New Year's story of a Prodigal Daughter made new by God's 
                    Providence!  
                  After 
                    years of hoping his church would host an UpBuilding Weekend, 
                    it finally happened. The small Methodist church is located 
                    in Vandergrift, PA, about an hour northwest of Pittsburgh. 
                   
                    Due to the birth of a granddaughter, the couple that was to 
                    house me had to bow out of their commitment. A family with 
                    three teenagers living at home volunteered to house "the 
                    traveling missionary!" 
                   
                    While becoming acquainted, Joanie, the mother, informed me 
                    that a twenty-year daughter (whom she didn't name) 
                    had two years prior left home one day without telling anyone 
                    where she was going!  
                  The 
                    family was devastated and horrified! Finally, after two months, 
                    the daughter contacted her family, informed them that she 
                    was okay, and was now living with a boy friend in a neighboring 
                    town. She had left home to get away from what she termed "the 
                    strict legalism" of her parents. She expressed little remorse 
                    for the way she had left but great satisfaction in her courage 
                    to "break free." 
                   
                    The family was relieved to know she was alive! Her parents 
                    were saddened by her comments and by their own conviction 
                    of letting legalism rather than love rule their home! Extended 
                    pastoral counseling has since helped them come to grips with 
                    forgiving themselves, repentance, change, and redirection! 
                    But still the daughter did not come home!  
                  As 
                    Joanie related this story to me, I said, "If there is any 
                    way you can get your daughter to come to the women's session 
                    tomorrow, I would encourage you to do it. I know what the 
                    Lord does during this particular session in dealing with 
                    deep family hurts of the past. Let's pray that she will come!" 
                    We did. 
                   
                    Joanie called and invited her to come "My car is broken 
                    down." was the answer. "I'll come and get you," 
                    Joanie responded. And she did. The daughter (her name still 
                    unbeknown to me) sat in the front row. One of my teachings 
                    is on learning to pray for a person using the Scriptures to 
                    formulate our prayers. I always pick someone to role-play 
                    how this is done. I picked "Amy" (by her name-tag) to be my 
                    partner! 
                   
                    Another teaching is on God's forgiveness of us and His empowering 
                    of us to forgive others. Each woman is given a small posit-noteŽ 
                    to write on it the name(s) of anyone needing to be forgiven. 
                    This is followed by a time of going outside the building and 
                    burying in a small hole the paper. We note that Jesus Christ 
                    died for the forgiveness of our sins and with Him were buried 
                    all those sins. 
                   
                    Many women cry. I believe tears of cleansing. Joanie 
                    and Amy, though not standing together, cried. 
                  After 
                    the session Joanie, her husband, Glenn, Joni and Barbie their 
                    two daughters, Amy and I got into Glenn's van to take me home 
                    for some rest. I thought Amy was a friend of either Joni or 
                    Barbie and thanked her for her willingness to role-play praying 
                    with me. She said it was "very meaningful" for her. 
                     
                  When 
                    we arrived home, Glenn gave Amy an envelope containing a family 
                    love letter he had written during the men's session. I give 
                    each man time to write individual letters to his family members 
                    to affirm them and express to each his love and how pleased 
                    he is with them. (I suggest that the letters be mailed 
                    not given since everyone loves to receive mail!) 
                  Amy 
                    read Glenn's letter. She began to weep. Joanie joined in. 
                    They called to me and revealed that Amy was their daughter, 
                    now reconciled by the Providence of God! We formed one big 
                    circle and all wept together! Tears of Absolute Joy-the Joy 
                    the angels have when one who is lost is found! 
                   
                    Reread this letter and count the ways of God's Providence 
                    (coincidences?) I count 14 of them! How about you?  
                  Thank 
                    you for the privilege you give me of being a vessel of His 
                    Grace and Providence! 
                    
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