Bomb Threat Fails To Derail Anti-OLF Spirit
by Cal Bryant - October 27th, 2007 - Roanoke-Chowan News-Herald
It’s been over one month since the Navy and North Carolina officials dropped a bomb, figuratively speaking, concerning six new possible sites for an OLF (Outlying Landing Field) in the Tar Heel state, including two in Gates County.
On Tuesday afternoon, not even the threat of a real bomb could keep hundreds of citizens from attending a meeting of the OLF Study Group.
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Once inside the spacious center, it didn’t take long to figure out that the well-behaved crowd was 100 percent in opposition of the Navy’s plans to possibly construct and operate an OLF in northeastern North Carolina.
Check out the pictures on the Chowan River Patriot article about the same event.
Carpenter’s Tools - God’s Audible Voice! . . . .
By Pastor Wallace Phillips – October 26th, 2007
Several years ago, I was seated among hundreds of other ministers at an annual convention held in Winston Salem, N.C. Dr. George Wood uttered these words as he graced the pulpit to speak to those assembled --- “I’ve never heard the audible voice of God and frankly don’t care if I ever hear Him say a thing…”. A hush covered the crowd as we wondered where this was going. He continued, “…because I have discovered in the Bible that everyone who did hear God’s audible voice had a great price to pay in their lives.” Dr. Wood concluded that the “still small voice” and the inspired Word of God would be sufficient for him. I concur with the good Doctor!
However, I can say that I recently received a direct word from God and He chose to use my wife’s voice. Wow! Let me continue. I was mowing grass at my property in Chowan County and decided to take the riding mower down a 30 foot bluff to mow by the water’s edge. My dear wife said, “Honey don’t do that! That’s so dangerous!” She chided a second time – “Wallace Phillips, please don’t do that.” A third one came – “That’s so stupid. How are you going to get it back up here?”
Being the MAN that I am, I continued and told her that I could handle it. Long story short – I flipped the mower over on top of me and suffered some lacerations on my back and some vertebrae moved out of place. I was hurting; real bad. I was very fortunate. After several trips to one of Northeastern North Carolina’s very best chiropractors (Dr. Everett Larabee), I am doing quite well. I can say that I learned a great lesson and I HAVE heard God’s audible voice.
You have a great week and remember to listen for God to speak. He may do so with a voice that you hear every day. Please visit us on the web at http://www.cscministries.com/ or http://www.wallacephillips.org/
Carpenter’s Tools - Scootin’ toward my blessing! . . . . .
By Pastor Wallace Phillips – October 14th, 2007
Recently I experienced one of those “blah” days as I had been under a great deal of stress with life, ministry, building a house, etc. Well, this feeling had been upon me for a couple of days. I made my normal stop to the post office to pick up the mail and what do you think I would find in my mail? It was the very last thing that I would expect at 46 years old and in good health.
I received my invitation to look into my very own personal motorized wheel chair from “The Scooter Store”. You’ve seen them on TV. Some of you are using them, but you’re probably not in your mid forties. Ha! Ha! I opened the envelope to discover that they wanted me to respond for my free magnifying glass equipped ruler as well. Wow! In the midst of the post office, I cackled out with laughter. My pride was not hurt at all. I laughed and laughed and realized that God loved me enough to allow me to receive my invitation to “The Scooter Store”. Remember…Proverbs says “laughter doeth good like a medicine”. So…I’m scootin’ toward my blessing.
Bless the Lord and have an awesome week.
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Carpenter’s Tools - Do your little thingy . . . . .
By Pastor Wallace Phillips – October 6th, 2007Recently I was asked to schedule a wedding. I was reminded of a former one that I had done with the saints at Carpenter’s Shop Church. It was the renewal of vows for Roland and Shirleen Garcia. Just prior to the ceremony the halls and offices were filled with people who were finding their places; preparing for their special roles in this joyous occasion.
My dear friend Jacob Terry was dressed and ready for his part as Ring Bearer. I looked at him and asked, “So..are you ready for your lines, Jacob? Do you know your lines?” He replied, “What?” You could see the surprise look on his face just at the thought of having to say something in the wedding.
I remarked, “Jacob, that’s what I do every week. I have to get on the stage and make sure I know my lines.” He said, “Yeah, you have to get up there and do your little thingy.” I’m not sure what I have employed to keep the minds and the attention of the younger ones, but somehow along the way, Jacob has assured me that I “do my thing” just right. He told me one day that he thought I was a good preacher.
Thanks Jacob! Thanks for being my friend. Thanks for being comfortable enough around your pastor to make ministry fun. Thanks for being a wonderful example of servanthood at a young age. You are an inspiration. Keep smilin’!
And let me remind you readers this week…”whatever you do, whether in word or in deed, do it all unto Christ.” Do your thingy!
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Inner Banks Laughter - Job Humor
A photographer for a national magazine was assigned to take pictures of a great forest fire. He was advised that a small plane would be waiting to fly him over the fire.
The photographer arrived at the airstrip just an hour before sundown. Sure enough, a small Cessna airplane was waiting. He jumped in with his equipment and shouted, "Let's go!" The tense man sitting in the pilot's seat swung the plane into the wind and soon they were in the air, though flying erratically.
"Fly over the north side of the fire," said the photographer, "And make several low-level passes."
"Why?" asked the nervous pilot.
"Because I'm going to take pictures!" yelled the photographer. "I'm a photographer, and photographers take pictures!"
The pilot replied, "You mean you're not the flight instructor?"
Inner Banks Laughter - Blonde Humor
A blonde is terribly overweight, so her doctor puts her on a diet. "I want you to eat regularly for two days, then skip a day, and repeat this procedure for two weeks. The next time I see you, you'll have lost at least five pounds."
When the blonde returns, she's lost nearly 20 pounds. "Why, that's amazing!" the doctor says. "Did you follow my instructions?"
The blonde nods. "I'll tell you, though, I thought I was going to drop dead that third day."
"From hunger, you mean?" asked the doctor.
"No, from skipping."
