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Who is your hero?
Dear NLS Family and Friends,
Who is your hero? Let me tell you about mine. He wasn’t all muscle, and he couldn’t fly through the air faster than a speeding bullet. He couldn’t leap over tall skyscrapers or stop a major world crisis. But to my young eighteen year-old mind he was bigger than life, or so it seemed.
He could play just about any instrument he put his hands on. One time you’d see him tickle the ivories. Then he would transition to the organ, his fingers gliding across the keys while his feet danced a jig on the pedals. My favorite was seeing him pick up that large black and white electric accordion. His right hand employed the piano keys while the left hand magically touched the correct black buttons, all the while he was squeezing the billows back and forth. It all worked together to produce an awesome, exciting and harmonious sound would fill the room.
On top of all of this, his voice cranked out those old, wonderful hymns and spiritual songs that have nearly faded away. I hardly ever hear selection number 62, or 198 or 111, but when I do hear those old songs I drift back to a bygone era.
My hero could preach like there was no tomorrow. He would use visual illustrations that made the sermon stand out in my mind. Conviction came and we all went down to the altars: ladies on the left and men on the right.
He baptized me in a rock quarry filled with water. He taught and lived a standard that made the world take notice. His wife, who towered over him, arranged her hair like a teetering stack of Brillo pads. Anyone in town could see them from afar and knew exactly who they were.
Unashamed, I can tell you who my hero is: Rev. Donald L. Lero.
Was he perfect? No! Did he have a few rough edges? Yes! But he was the first one that brought the saving gospel to my ears. He taught me how to live for Jesus in a crazy, upside down world. He’s gone now, and has been since 1994, but he is still my hero! Who’s yours?
Remembering,
Pastor J.S. Hartman
New Life Sanctuary
Pooler/Bloomingdale, GA
Pastor J.S. Hartman
New Life Sanctuary
Pooler/Bloomingdale, GA
‘Twas The Day After Christmas
‘Twas The Day After Christmas
Copyright 2007 Dave Veerman. Permission is granted to send this to others, with attribution, but not for commercial purposes.
‘Twas the day after Christmas
and all through the room
Strewn wrappings were crying
for use of a broom.
The children were scattered
the friends’ gifts exploring
Since now most of theirs
were broken or boring.
All tummies still stuffed
from the fabulous feast;
Leftovers would serve
for one month at least.
And mama and papa
were the countryside ranging,
Those unwanted gifts
returned or exchanging.
Yes Christmas is past
with its bustle and noise—
Sales and carols
Santas and toys.
Decorations are packed
the yule tree’s discarded
The holiday’s over
just as we got started
To celebrate peace
and the meaning of giving
To discover real love
and the purpose for living.
Dear Jesus please help us
to stop and remember
That you came to earth
not just for December.
But from birth in a manger
to death on a cross
You gave up your glory
and counted it loss.
So now as we trust You—
God’s only Son—
The real celebration
has only begun!