MY MINISTER

                                                    MY MINISTER


Our Church started looking after its members recently and they chose to call it ministering. Is was nothing new in my case, as unknown people and some who were not unknown have been watching over me for several years, ever since my wife passed away.

I know there must be several people involved because I am pretty sure the ones who cook the delicious food are surely not the same ones who get up and shovel  two feet of snow off of my
driveway after a big storm!

I do not know why they want to keep it a secret, but I have caught them a couple of times. And when someone knocks on my door and hands me a (still hot or warm) pie or casserole, even I can figure it out.

Like I said these good Brothers and Sisters have been Ministering a lot longer than the Church has been calling it Ministering.

One of these people who is surely a minister was at my house some few weeks ago supposedly to see how I was doing. As he was leaving he commented on the large dead tree in my front yard, and asked what I was going to do with? I told him I was just going to cut it down and take it to the dump when I got around to it.

The next day I went to visit my sister and when I came back home, much to my surprise I thought a miracle had happened. The tree was gone---- not even a stick was left--- I could only surmise that my ministers had come to visit me.

I am sure he had some help at times, but as I said he is my Minister in time of need. With one single phone call he shows up to calm my nervous disposition. He never preaches but always calms me.

As I said earlier, he has been my minister LONG BEFORE the name became official. THANKS !!!!

Wallace R. Baldwin
 27 June 2019

COUSINS COME IN ALL SHAPES

                                    COUSINS COME IN ALL SHAPES PLACES & AGES

ETERNAL FAMILIES

ETERNAL FAMILIES       W.R. Baldwin 25 Oct 1998

Where did my Eternal Family go?

Did they stray away as they started to grow?

ETERNAL FAMILIES       W.R. Baldwin 25 Oct 1998 Did I teach them the things, to keep on the path?

Or did I try to teach, when in a state of wrath?

They learned to love from their Mother dear.

The taught them with love, never with fear.

Her love was unconditional all of her life.

Perhaps in her youth, she had her share of strife.

But her children, she thought, I will raise with love.

Then I can have them forever in Heaven above.

But she forgot the Lord’s plan of Free Agency.

They can choose yes. Or no, to come back to me

To live in the Lord’s Heaven as a family,

Or to the Terrestrial Kingdom, go separately.

Their choice is not ours, but theirs to make,

No matter what covenants on earth WE do make.

We teach, we pray and an example we live.

We hope it is good, the example we give.

Especially the Mother, with unconditional love

That she got from our Father in Heaven above.

Will our earthly family, which we raised from birth

Be with us, when we leave this old earth?

Will we be worthy to have them forever?

Will we be Celestial, and there will we gather?

I hope and I strive, and try to do right.

I pray by my bed both morning and night,

That each of my children and especially my wife

Will all live Celestial, in our after Earth life?