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Ministry to Military Personnel Newsletter
The Peacekeepers 2001 Vol. 1, No. 2 The Peacekeepers newsletter is available in an e-mail and a "snail-mail" edition. Active-duty military members who join the Association can receive either edition for free. Non-active-duty members receive either edition with a paid membership. |
The usual plea goes out to each one of you: I need articles to put in the newsletter. If you have had any kind of an experience that you would share with others, please send it to me. Or if you have news of something that is occurring in your area, things that are taking place that affect your particular job, or anything that you are involved in. I know that many of you volunteer for different things and help out in your community. This is the type of thing I'm referring to. I guess I'll have to write letters to those that I know have something to share. Lately I have been impressed to write to at least three people on our list, so I guess I had better get on the ball and do it.
We hope that all these transfers have every one settled in and enjoying their new surroundings.
We also picked up two new sustaining members, Terri & Butch
Powell from Stewartsville, Missouri, and LTC John & Carolyn Griffiths
(Ret) from Glendale, Arizona.
I now have the database set up so I can pull them all together and get
a list. This can be done for any state or, for that matter, by zip
code. That's something new for us, and I hope will be helpful.
Our Chaplain in SaudiChaplain Captain Scott Jobe (who is currently the only chaplain we have in any of the military services) is TDY to Prince Sultan Air Base, Saudi Arabia, for 90 days. He is serving as the Senior Protestant Chaplain. As such, he is responsible for all Protestant religious ministry programs while at Prince Sultan Air Base.Scott says he's keeping extremely busy, ministering to our U.S. troops, as well as allied country troops from France and Britain. He ministers at and/or supervises 5 worship services (2 Traditional worship services, 2 Gospel worship services, and 1 Contemporary worship service). In addition, he supervises 5 music practices and 4 Bible studies. He spends most of the rest of his time visiting and counseling all these troops who are serving currently in the desert. He even finds time to get a few hours’ sleep most nights! |
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In 1974 Richard received orders for a two-year tour in Incirlik CDI in Adana, Turkey. We were blessed to be able to make our move together. With tales of bad experiences that others had had, it was with a lot of fears and questions that I packed our three children and headed for the unknown.
Oh, what wonderful experiences we had! The only setback was that we were the only RLDS members at the time. We joined a wonderful chapel family, got involved in their programs, taught Sunday school classes, and joined the choir. That was good, but we were lonely for the fellowship such as we had known with our church family.
I wrote to Brother Pershing Tousley, who headed up the Armed Forces Newsletter, and asked for names of church members anywhere in Turkey. They printed my letter, which brought our first response. I was sent a printout of members in several countries. I sat down and wrote letters to all those in Turkey, Crete, and Athens, Greece. I wanted to see if we could get together for a small retreat. Then I received a letter from Hanover, Germany from Marilyn Sordin. She and two other, Sandra Webb and Leslie Blanchard, who was a priest, wanted to visit Turkey and get together with us.
Of course, I started planning but, because of conditions at the time, those who would have come couldn't get leave. I wrote Marilyn and told her of the situation, but we wanted them to come whenever they could. It wasn't long before plans were made and the long- awaited day came. It was just before Easter 1975. They arrived on a Friday eve. I had planned dinner at our very small quarters—a 2-bedroom trailer with a cabana built on.
On Saturday morning while Richard, Cindi, Sandra, Les and Yvonne went to our son Howard's baseball game, I prepared a picnic lunch while Marilyn did their laundry. We spent the afternoon exploring Snake Castle and having our picnic lunch. Introducing our new family to our new home was exciting.
On Sunday morning, Richard picked them up while I prepared for our Sunday together, Richard & Les went out to find a spot to have our special service. We had planned a Communion, Prayer and Testimony service. The place they chose was a beautiful stretch of flat grass near the runway. It was a lovely sunny morning with a breeze that gently moved the tall grass. Made it look like waves. On the hills you could see the shepherds with their flocks of sheep and goats. You could hear the shepherds calling to each other and the bleating sounds of the animals. I spread a quilt on the ground while Les and Richard set up the communion in the center. We seated ourselves around it. As we prepared to start we suddenly heard all kinds of birds chirping but didn't see one on the wing. They sang along with us as we used old conference Hymnals that I had collected. Our service was a bit longer than an hour, but we weren't in any hurry. As long as the Spirit was in attendance we were content to bask in his love.
At the close of the service we stood, held hands, and prayed. We were surprised to find that while we prayed a car had driven fairly close to us and a man was getting out his model airplane. None of us had heard him drive up. God protected our service. Back to the bird song. As I shook out the quilt, I frightened a flock of little birds that had been eating the grass seed. They were all around us.
At the end of the day before our new family members left us, we sat in the living room and everyone had a paper and pencil. We were to write what the weekend meant to us. Then we went around the room and each read what they had written. From the youngest, Yvonne age 10, to the oldest, who was 53, we had all written about the same thing. That weekend we were truly of one heart and one mind! When I think of the experiences we've had, this one tops the list. Later we did find other members and had communion at our home every first Sunday.
I would like to encourage others to share their experiences. We will never know who will be blessed by your testimony. God wants us to be diligent in sharing our testimonies. God Bless All.
Shirley is in charge of seeing that people are visited. If
any of you would like to be visited by someone from the church, just
let us know and Shirley will go to work on it. -CH
"It wasn't until a few days ago though, that we started doing something that I feel may be the first thing I've seen in my short naval career that has truly made a difference. Right now we're supporting the USS COLE and her crew in Aden. When the attack occurred, we were a day away. Just by luck we happened to be on our way out of the Gulf and headed toward the Suez Canal and could get here in a relatively short amount of time. I know what you all have seen on CNN, because we have seen it too. I just want you all to know that what you see doesn't even scratch the surface.
I'm not going to get into it for obvious reasons. But I will tell
you that right now there are 250+ sailors just a few miles away living
in hell on Earth. I'm sitting a in a nice air-conditioned stateroom;
they're sleeping out on the decks at night. You can't even
imagine the conditions they're living in, and yet they are still
fighting 24 hours a day to save their ship and free the bodies of
those still trapped and send them home. As bad as it is, they
are doing an incredible job. The very fact that these people are
still functioning is beyond my comprehension. Whatever you imagine
as the worst, multiply it by ten and you might get there.
In Harm’s Way, Cont.
Today I was tasked to photo rig the ship and surrounding area. It looked so much worse than I had imagined, unbelievable really, with debris and disarray everywhere, the ship listing, the hole in her side. I wish I had the power to relay to you all what I have seen, but words just won't do it. I do want to tell you the first thing that jumped out at me - the Stars and Stripes still flying. I can't tell you how that made me feel…even in this God-forsaken hellhole, our flag was more beautiful than words can describe.
Then I started to notice the mass of activity going on below, scores of people working non-stop in 90 plus degree weather to save this ship. They are doing it without electrical power, and they are sleeping (when they can sleep) outside on the decks because they can't stand the smell or the heat or the darkness inside. They only want to eat what we bring them because they are all scared of eating something brought by the local vendors. Even with all that, the USS COLE and her crew is sending a message, guys, and it's that even acts of cowardice and hate can do nothing to the spirit and pride of the United States.
I have never been so proud of what I do, of the men and women that I serve with, as I was today. There are seventeen confirmed dead sailors who put it on the line for all of us, and some of them are still trapped there. Please take a minute to pray for their families and say a word of thanks for their sacrifice — one made so that we can live the lives we do. All of you that serve with me, thank you. All of you that have loved ones that serve, thank you"
A basketball in my hands is worth about $19;
a basketball in Michael Jordan's hands is worth about $33 million.
It depends whose hands it's in.
A baseball in my hands is worth about $6;
a baseball in Mark McGuire's hands is worth $19 million.
It depends whose hands it's in.
A tennis racket is useless in my hands;
a tennis racket in Pete Sampras' hands is a Wimbledon Championship.
It depends whose hands it's in.
A rod in my hands will keep away a wild animal;
a rod in Moses' hands will part the mighty sea.
It depends whose hands it's in
A sling shot in my hands is a kid's toy;
a sling shot in David's hand is a mighty weapon.
It depends whose! hands it's in.
Two fish and 5 loaves of bread in my hands is a couple of fish sandwiches;
two fish and 5 loaves of bread in God's hands will feed thousands.
It depends whose hands it's in.
Nails in my hands might produce a birdhouse;
nails in Jesus’ hands will produce salvation for the
entire world.
It depends whose hands it's in.
As you see now, it depends whose hands it's in.
So put your concerns, your worries, your fears, your hopes, your
dreams, your families, and your relationships in God's hands because…
It depends whose hands it's in.
Please keep us informed of your whereabouts and any changes in addresses.
Again an appeal is sent out for articles to be included in the newsletter.
Your article or testimony does not have to be current or one specifically
pointed to a situation in the military, but rather one that has affected
you personally.
GOD BLESS,
Curt Heaviland
| Last update: 14 Apr 2001
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