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HE HAS ARRIVED!!



The Proud Parents and Grandparents

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Today our grandson, Malachi James Mester made his entrance at 8:01AM weighing in at 9-1/2 pounds and about 21 inches long. We are so thankful to God for our precious new grandson! More pictures to follow.

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ARE ALL THE CHILDREN IN?



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ARE ALL THE CHILDREN IN
BY Florence Jones Hadley

I think oft times as the night draws nigh
Of an old house on a hill,
Of a yard all wide and blossom-starred,
Where the children played at will.
And when the deep night at last came down,
Hushing the merry din,
Mother would look all around and ask,
“Are all the children in?”

Tis many and many a year since then,
And the old house on the hill,
No longer echoes childish feet,
And the yard is still, so still.
But I see it all as the shadows creep,
And though many the years have been,
Since then, I can hear my mother ask,
“Are all the children in?”

I wonder if, when those shadows fall,
On the last short earthly day,
When we say goodbye to the world outside,
All tired of our childish play.
When we meet the Lover of boys and girls,
Who died to save them from sin,
Will we hear Him ask as mother did
“Are all the children in?”

As far back as I can remember, my mom loved to read to her children. She not only read stories to us but also poetry. Mom even had a few poems committed to memory and could quote them verbatim. One of her favorite poets was Edgar Guest. So it is no wonder that as I grew older, I too enjoyed reading and even writing some of my own poetry. The above poem was one that mom especially enjoyed reading. And when I became a mother, I began to understand why. As a mother, lying in bed each night, I had no greater satisfaction than to know that my little boy who had come in from a day of play, was fed, bathed and tucked into his bed, and safe for the evening. A deep contentment beyond words would fill my heart. All was well with my life because in a world fraught with danger and peril, my child was home; secure and protected. I remember when Jeremy started first grade at a new school. As a young mom, I was concerned for his safety there. What kind of influences would be there that might shape my son’s spirit? How could I protect him from the wrong influences? I prayed to God and asked him to send his angels to protect my son from harm. A few days later, my sister Ann came to me and said that she had a dream about Jeremy. In her dream, he was sitting in his classroom at school. Ann noticed in the dream that there was a man sitting near Jeremy gazing at him. She then realized in the dream that it was an angel keeping watch for Jeremy’s safety. Ann did not know that I had brought my concerns to God in prayer, but He answered my prayer through Ann’s dream. And I felt secure in knowing God was protecting my boy when I couldn’t.

As the New Year approached, this poem was brought to my memory. I’ve been a mother now for almost 28 years and will be a grandmother in a couple of days. One thing I have learned is that no matter how old your children are, you never stop asking the question, “Are all the children in?” Is my child safe? There is a parallel in the above poem between physical and spiritual safety. And the latter is of equal importance. We should also have a godly concern for our children’s spiritual safety. God has entrusted us with our children, and oh how vital that we train them up to live for Him and walk in truth. I can remember praying diligently for our son that he would someday come to know God and be filled with His Holy Spirit. When he was around 15, I had been really burdened in prayer for Jeremy. One night, I had dozed off in the family room and had a very brief dream, almost a vision. I saw Jeremy with his hands raised praising God. Immediately I awoke, and there was Jeremy sitting in front of me. I held onto that dream for two years and thanked God regularly for the promise that he would save my boy. When he was 17, God deeply touched Jeremy at chapel time at his school. That night at a revival service, he was filled with the Holy Ghost! Later that month, he was baptized in the name above all names, Jesus Christ! God had made a change in him. The Apostle John said “I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in truth.” 3 John Vs. 4. Now I could truly say “all the children were in”!

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