It was at Midtown / Adamsville Road Church of God, in Elkhart, Indiana, that I wrote my first two books. First
was “The Prayer Support System”, a description of the prayer ministry I began
in our church when we were located on Baldwin Street in the city of Elkhart. “Let’s
Get Down to Basics”, my second book, began as a class for new believers at Midtown (Now
Adamsville Road Church of God), and for those not familiar with the Church of
God. Both are still in print, but the Prayer Support System supply is running
low. If you’re interested in either one, contact me on Facebook or through the
Church of God Yearbook.
Carol and I
visited Adamsville Road Church of God on Sunday, and it
brought back a lot of good memories. They worship now in a new sanctuary and
the original sanctuary we helped to build is now a fellowship hall and Sunday
school classroom. Many familiar faces are gone, replaced by new faces with warm
friendly smiles. Pastor Rob Meckley preached a great sermon and we enjoyed the
day tremendously.
One of the
dear ladies who was not there when we planted the church nor for the twelve and
a half years we led the congregation, came to thank me for starting this
congregation, almost thirty-five years ago. She (Dianna Berg) said something
like this: “You have no idea how many lives you have blessed! Thank you!”
But as I told
Dianne, “That’s the joy of serving God and it’s true for all of us who serve
him. We never know what great things he accomplishes through our efforts.”
As I think
about that I’m reminded of so many times when a kind word, a warm smile, a
loving response or a ten-dollar-bill given during a difficult time in life, had
life-changing blessings that continued generation after generation throughout
time and into eternity. We do small
things and by God’s grace he turns them into awesome accomplishments that we
will only fully know in that reunion in eternity.
That visit
reminded me of an interesting experience while planting this Elkhart
congregation. In the early days of the church plant I was earning some extra
money as a substitute teacher and was asked to teach a computer class. It seems
impossible now when I spend so much time on a laptop, but at that time I had
never touched a computer and I tried to say no to something I wasn’t sure I
could do.
I was told not to worry. All I need do was
babysit these high school students. They didn’t expect me to teach them
anything.
That was
difficult for me to comprehend because I love to teach and I didn’t think I
could do the baby-sitting thing, but I needed the money, so I showed up. As I
stood in front of a class of about twenty-five students I had a sudden moment
of divine inspiration and miracle of miracles, I acted on the impression that
I’m sure was a message from God.
I told the
students I knew absolutely nothing about computers. I said there was no way I
could teach them anything because “Every one of you knows more about computers
than I do.” So, I went on to say, “I would like to ask you to teach me. You go
ahead with whatever you’re doing and as I walk around the classroom, would you
try to teach me something that will help me to better understand computers?
This is something I need to learn.”
As you can
imagine, the students loved God’s idea and we spent a delightful morning that
was for me an unforgettable experience. I hope it was for those students as
well. I have no doubt God directed me in that classroom just as much as when I
preached to that fledgling congregation. I have no idea how God may have used
it in some of those student’s lives. I know what a blessing it was in mine.
One of the students gave me my first introduction to and explanation of computer games. I had never heard of such a strange thing. That young man is probably a millionaire today. I certainly hope so.
I'm Rick Blumenberg . . . and that's My View from Tanner Creek.