Blessings in Abundance: Florida in Review

WE’RE CRUISING ACROSS TEXAS as this post formulates underneath my fingers. It’s unanimous: This is the most unique scenery we have ever traveled through on our tours. The flat, parched earth, black shrub trees, and coarse grass is a total contrast to the swampy, forested fields of Minnesota. Some of us like it, others do not.

This Texas adventure will probably end up in a post later, but now, I’m thinking about Florida. Nearly a month has passed since we said farewell to the sunshine state, but our experiences and the lessons they taught carry on with us today. Each trip has a share of stress and trial, but our 26 days to Florida and back were unlike any other.

For one thing, tours normally do not start with a funeral.

Four days before our departure, we stood around our grandfather’s casket, utterly broken with pain and grief. It was January 28, Ben’s birthday—the last “shared” with our beloved grandpa who tried to celebrate each of his grandkids’ birthdays with them.

It was a sorrow different from any we had encountered before. Jayme often says, “I know people think, ‘Oh, they just lost a grandpa, a dad’—but he wasn’t just a grandpa.” Grandpa Pete was more: our closest friend, our biggest fan, and the one person we spent the most time with over the past seven years. He was a—oh dear, I’m crying now: I can’t stand writing about Grandpa in past tense. Off come my silly computer glasses to wipe these teary eyes.


We said goodbye (truly, only a “see you later,” for we know he is with his precious Savior) to Grandpa a few short days before we left for Florida. The heaviness that blanketed our home as we packed was like trying to survive a terrible dream. We were surrounded by memories of Grandpa: the chair he last sat in (with his little white hairs still stuck in the material), the games he loved to play, his New Year cookies that he taught us to make, and especially, while we practiced, the songs Grandpa loved dearly.

We felt so empty, and couldn’t envision ministering when we had nothing to give. The thought of cancelling the whole tour crossed our minds, entered even our conversations.

For, on top of our deep grief, an awful virus began its cruel rounds in our family. The evening we left on our tour, Ben and Leesha were curled up on the motorhome couch, tired bodies racked with fevers. Caleb could barely talk, much less sing. It was unimaginable to think we had to sing the next day.

Never before had we been at such a low.

Since the month we set aside for practice and rejuvenation was spent loving on Grandpa in his final days, our music and voices felt at their weakest. New songs were left at home: last year’s program had to suffice. (That was, if we had healthy voices to carry it.)

When we arrived at our first date, Bar None Cowboy Church in Newton, Iowa, we were dejected and irritable. Though we knew we were among great friends, we felt like failures even before the sound equipment was loaded in.

But God had a different plan.

Every mile of our journey to Florida carried this single theme: God had a different plan. Our plans had been shattered since the beginning of 2017, so we clung to God’s sovereignty. We didn’t understand His plans, but literally went step by step relying on Him for guidance, for we did not where we were going. We couldn’t have, and in some ways, wouldn’t have arranged the details of our month like God did. But God had outlined a plan for His glory and His good.

That night at Bar None was exactly what we needed. It had seemed like the most logical date to cancel if we’d cancel anything, but God purposed that evening to uplift us for the journey ahead.

Each song, though shaky with our weary voices, was met with cheer by our friends. Mom shared the story of our final season with Grandpa and sang “Look for Me” while we stood behind her with tears streaming down our faces. Afterwards, many of our friends shared hugs and sympathy, encouraging us to go on and fulfill our ministry. Pastor Dave took time to pray with us; his message that evening—on that familiar, but so pertinent theme of trusting the Lord—set the focus for the trip ahead.

And so we went forth, bolstered by the family of God to continue on.

Our next stop was in Bowling Green, Kentucky. (No, we didn’t find any signs of the great massacre there!) Because Ben, Leesha, and Caleb’s voices were at their most compromised point, our program was a challenge to orchestrate. But we were able to rearrange the songs and pulled together as a team to get through the concert.

The familiar smell of burning brakes greeted us when arrived at the church. We chose to spend the night in the parking lot until we knew it was safe to proceed. After poking around the rig the next day (with a chance to play basketball!) and listening to the advice of some church members, we continued down the road.

Many long hours were spent watching the United States fly by. And playing the house game. (Ask us about it sometime!)

We made it to Florida on a Tuesday evening—just in time for the scare of the year. We settled the rig at a campground in Perry and were just about ready to eat walking tacos when our phones started beeping—loudly. Alerts flashed on our screens, and we couldn’t believe our eyes: Immediate Threat Extreme Tornado Warning. A TORNADO—in FEBRUARY?! Clouds had piled up in the west, so we thought a normal storm would pass over during the night…but a tornado?! The Nautilus started rocking—not from wind gusts, but from everyone running around and grabbing belongings.

We tracked the storm and were horrified to see it bearing down on Perry. Since the Nautilus isn’t exactly a stable place to wait out a tornado, we trooped to the campground’s shower houses, some lugging bags of personal belongings. For the next 45 minutes, we holed up in the humid men’s room, asking for prayer from family and friends and chatting with the other campers. The storm pounded the shower house with high winds and torrential rain, but eventually, the storm lessened and people drifted back to their motorhomes. We made our way around the ankle-deep puddles (well, some decided to go straight through them, but I won’t name names) to find the Nautilus intact—hallelujah! Later we learned the tornado touched land seven miles south of us—which, though completely too close for comfort, was perfectly fine with us.

Thus ended our Florida tornado experience. 🙂

We left Perry on Thursday, ready to sing again!

This is the boys’ superhero poses. I’ll spare you their other poses. 🙂

We three girls wanted a photo together. Simple task, right? You would think we could get a snapshot without any disturbances…

But no: Someone had to parade by swinging Spanish moss on a stick! (No worries, we sisters did find this humorous. 🙂 )

Best friends forever. 🙂

We were so excited to return to First Baptist Church in Oxford, Florida! Such sweet, sweet people! It was joy to catch up with these friends! By this time, though, Sam had lost his voice. He, and everyone who had compromised voices, did an amazing job enduring each concert.

These three loved looking at old pictures. 🙂

Concert four was at First Baptist Church in Zephyrhills, Florida! It was our first time there, and what a great evening we had! Dad had picked up the virus and he couldn’t speak above a whisper. He courageously managed to still emcee the concert, though!

Jayme provided another hilarious memory from the night: the man she chose to talk to before the concert turned out to be legendary Dr. Jerry Goff. She noticed he spoke with knowledge about Southern Gospel music, but since she didn’t recognize him, she asked, “I take it you are a Southern Gospel fan?” He replied with a slight smile, “Well, sort of.” We laughed so hard after the concert when she said that she asked Jerry Goff if he was a Southern Gospel fan!

A typical before-concert scenario. 🙂

It is always a privilege to be with the congregation of Faith Baptist in Sarasota! Pastor Dave’s sermons are so edifying, and we love these special people! We pulled in the night before to set up our equipment and enjoyed time to run through a couple songs.

After Sunday morning at Faith Baptist, we caught a Blackwood Brothers Quartet concert that night. What a blessing. There are almost no words to describe how much these four men ministered to our hearts. All the stresses and griefs of the past month were released as we cried through their songs and listened to their testimonies. It had been ages since we were so blessed at someone else’s concert. One of the last CDs we listened to with our grandpa was a Blackwood Brothers’ project, so the evening was doubly special to our family.

A quick shot with Billy Blackwood and Michael Helwig.

To our surprise, Duane Nicholson of the Couriers and his wife Jean Ann were also in the audience! We met Duane and Neil Enloe a couple years ago in Pennsylvania, so it was fun to reconnect with him! Also, it was a honor to meet the sweet Mae Rambo as well.

We could have listened to their stories all night!

After our eventful day, we pulled into a Walmart in Arcadia, ready to eat pizza rolls (our favorite splurge) and hit the sack. Dad parked the Nautilus, looked across way and said, “Guys, there’s a bus across from us that says The Inspirations on it.”

We couldn’t believe it.

Minnesota is a wasteland for Southern Gospel; a few groups trek to the northland only once a year. And they are usually just passing through anyway. You never see group busses parked at Walmarts in Minnesota.

We stared at that bus like we had never seen a bus before.

“We should go and meet them.” Ben broke the silence. His suggestion was immediately struck down. Sure, we all wanted to meet The Inspirations, but we knew what it’s like to hear a knock on the door in a Walmart parking lot (not fun). Someone suggested that they might be in Walmart picking up groceries. Guards were stationed by the front door to watch the Walmart entrance to see if any “inspirational” people would walk out. But Mom noticed activity out the windshield. “There are guys coming from a hotel…I bet that’s them!” We crowded in the cab and peered out. Sure enough, there were enough men walking across the parking lot to make a quartet—and they were heading for the bus.

Steeling our nerves with a now-or-never attitude, we beelined shuffled out of the Nautilus. By the time we got close, most of the guys had boarded the bus. Ben led the way to the last member outside, who turned out to be their bus driver Harold (aka Wheels). We chatted with him for a little bit, and then Wheels asked, “Do you want to meet the guys?” We looked at each other and said “Yes!” “Well, I’ll see if I can get them out,” he said. He hurried to the bus, threw open the door and called out, “Hey y’all!” Then the door closed.

The bus door reopened and out came The Inspirations.

What followed were several hours of fun conversations, swapping songs, and eating oranges out in that parking lot. Our smiles felt near to bursting as we listened to The Inspirations’ awesome quartet harmonies in a mini-concert! It was such an uplifting time together. No pun intended, we were incredibly inspired after meeting them; the fellowship we shared was probably the number one highlight our trip.

Since Caleb sings “The Wonder of Wonders”—a song they originally introduced—The Inspirations asked to hear it and recorded this video:

After our “inspirational” night in Arcadia, we located a quiet campground in Sebring to stay for the next three days. After settling the Nautilus, we learned the campground was actually an adult community—and some residents were not happy with the presence of young folks.

But, the next day, we discovered the overall community was incredibly friendly; they gladly taught us how to play “Holey Board” (a version of bean bag toss, but played with large metal washers) and we enjoyed conversing with our fellow campers. We invited folks to an outdoor practice session and many came and we even braved a brief rain storm together! It was a sad parting on Thursday as we waved goodbye to new friends who gathered to see us off

Look! Bamboo! (At least we were pretty sure this was bamboo…)

A “fierce” shuffleboard competition.

Our sixth concert was at Amazing Grace Lutheran in Oxford, and it was the first concert where we finally regained our voices! Because of the crazy stoplight system on Highway 27, we were extremely late and raced to set up our equipment in time. (Never again will we travel Florida’s Highway 27!) The evening was very special and the people so kind and encouraging. The congregation did an impressive job of organizing the concert and handling the parking situation.

We were supposed to sing on Friday night, but the church canceled because another concert was happening 20 miles away. We didn’t have anything else to do, so we trekked over to the concert that displaced ours—since it did happen to be The Kingdom Heirs (one of Caleb’s favorite groups) and The Guardians! It was night of fantastic quartet music and our hands felt swollen from clapping so much.

The last concert was held at Peace Lutheran Church in Okeechobee, and we loved being with this kind congregation and their visitors. Three of Mom’s classmates happened to be in the area and attended the service, so Mom had a mini class reunion afterwards!
We hauled our equipment in the night before and appreciated the time to practice—and have a little fun!
Listening to Dad’s suggestions for an arrangement.

Sam, our dependable drummer!

“How Great Thou Art” was a new addition to our program this year. Grandpa had asked us to sing it for his funeral, so we created a basic arrangement that we have come to love dearly. What a beautiful hymn of worship!

That Sunday evening we made one final stop: Lake Gibson Church of the Nazarene in Lakeland. When at home, we love to make popcorn and watch their live-streamed concerts. Last year we saw the Mark Trammell Quartet there and thoroughly enjoyed the experience. Since we heard that Pastor Kirby was retiring, we decided to drop by one more time to say goodbye—and be blessed by The Perrys as well.

What we didn’t intend to do was open the program that night!

Pastor Kirby asked us to sing an a cappella song, to which at first we said “No, we came to be blessed!” But he, Marlin Nichols (the church’s piano player), and others in the congregation persisted. So, before the program, we followed Pastor Kirby up on the stage, sang “Come Unto Me” (despite being unable to hear ourselves well because of the sound situation!), and then got off. It was an amazingly fun experience.

It was so neat to visit with Libbi and Tracy Stuffle—what genuine people with such hearts for the Lord! We were very blessed by The Perrys’ ministry!

We had to get a picture with Pastor Kirby and his sweet wife Bess!

After so many (amazing) adventures in Florida, we more than eager to get home. 80 miles into our return journey on Monday, though, the naughty Nautilus broke down. 🙁 It was a huge bummer for our road-weary family.

For three days we were stuck at a repair shop in Dade City, searching and waiting for a replacement part. During that time, Jayme came down with another virus that was circulating around Florida. And it didn’t just stop with her either. The majority of us were stricken with fevers, colds, and, subsequently, laryngitis when we were able to travel again.

At the end of the trip, the weight of our trials crashed down on us, threatening to hide the ways God had indeed worked for and on us so faithfully. We had to chose either to shake our fists in frustration at God, or to let go and allow Him to work His plan. Admittedly, some days we were beyond discouraged—others we took a deep breath and said, “Not our will, but Yours.”

God revealed that we needed to trust Him on a deeper level, to accept our circumstances with gratitude. It’s not easy to do! But there is peace when we release our expectations and remember that God is in control.

It was a joyous occasion when we finally arrived home—there was even snow on the ground to greet us! We were so thankful to recuperate a couple days before our concert touring resumed in March.

Well! I’ve written nearly 3,000 words in this post! Summarizing 26 days took longer than I expected. 🙂 We hope you enjoy these peeks into our road life here on the blog—which has been silent for too long! We also truly look forward to the chance we can meet you! Please visit our schedule and see if we’ll be in your area—we would be honored to share our music and the hope of the Gospel with you!

God bless you all, and thank you for being part of this journey!

Taylor for TGF 

Photo Recap (Fall 2016 Tours)


Wow! It’s difficult to summarize these past months! We have traveled thousands of miles, sung to hundreds of wonderful people, experienced one break down, and have been blessed in more ways than we could tell! Here is a quick photo overview from our adventures in September, October, and November…


Soundcheck time for Fall Senior Day at Camp Lebanon, Minnesota! We love singing for these dear friends!


There is no description necessary for this picture…


Some attendee came over-prepared! (I don’t think they used these after all. 🙂 )


The Floyd Gospel Sing! It was held indoors this year because of the rain, wind and mosquitoes! The table spot we had on Friday was eventually overrun with people on Saturday—that building was packed! People love this sing in Floyd, Iowa! As always, it was great to catch up with friends (like Sam, Jayme, and Caleb’s pen pal, Devin!) and make new ones.


The Reggie Saddler Family! Wow, they brought so much to the Floyd Gospel Sing! We were blessed by their music and Reggie’s testimonies.


One of our many pit stops this fall. 🙂


Gas stations are perfect for pick-up games.


Our friends make sure we get our fill of “fruits and veggies”. (We definitely like their version of spinach! 😉 )


Glenvale Church of God in Marysville, Pennsylvania—this was a HUGE highlight for us! After spending five days with these wonderful people last year, we were hoppin’ excited to return for a concert! Such a blessed time of sweet fellowship, hilarious fun, and marshmallow gun battles! I’ll spare you the details…


We don’t often visit tourist sites while on tour. But, if we sing in Pennsylvania, there’s one place that we always try to make time for: Gettysburg. Since we have studied the battle and its soldiers for over 11 years, each visit is a thrilling chance to learn something new. (And a chance for Caleb to wear the jacket he “tailored” himself!)


A hike up Big Round Top was requested for this visit! On the steep climb, we kept our eyes peeled for witness trees; Ben stopped and counted most of the rings on this one, and we determined that it had “witnessed” the battle.


Caleb and Leesha (our Gettysburg gurus) taking in the heights of Big Round Top.


Leesha posing by a monument to one of her favorite generals.


The Garms Family’s resident Civil War Round Table!


Dad and Mom.


Devil’s Den is always a favorite spot to explore.


Another highlight was singing at Dad’s cousin Otto’s church in Bluffton, Indiana. Some of us thought it was pretty neat to sing in a gym, and even shot some hoops after the concert. 🙂


Sam, Jayme, and Caleb waiting for Ben to finish “ringing” the room.


A rare picture of life while traveling down the road! Here Sam is doing algebra, with a couple of other students getting a head start on their high school careers. 🙂


There’s nothing like the northland! As much as we love the Eastern and Southern states, we always cheer whenever we enter the fresh air and familiar scenery of the North!


The Nautilus at a final pit stop before arriving home after the Eastern mini-tour. It survived two two-week tours this fall, but broke down after a weekend run in October. We’ll save that story for a later time. 🙂




Somebody was happy when the Nautilus turned into the driveway. 🙂


Laundry after a tour. In the end, this amounted to 20 loads. Big hurrah for our laundry professional, Mom!


Gorgeousness! The view from our back “yard” when we arrived home, looking toward our neighbor’s pasture.


A new sight at the Garms home: Practice and babysitting our grandson and nephew! He eventually fell asleep during this practice. 🙂


We love the Midwest Quartet Convention! A friend picked up my camera while we were onstage and snapped a couple shots. 😀


Caleb and Jayme with our good friend Tommy Bruce of Still Water. (Caleb tried to do bunny ears. 🙂 )


While we treasure the fellowship with everyone during Midwest Quartet Convention, we especially treasured our grandparents this year! It was so good of them to come and enjoy the weekend with us.


Let’s just say this gathering of Sam, Caleb, and Brad Kemp of 4 His Love made for some laugh-your-socks-off moments. Including an epic conversation about sidehill gadgers. Don’t ask.


Beautiful Savior Lutheran Church in Bridgeton, Missouri: one of our 25 concerts this fall. What an unspeakable privilege to lift up Christ our Savior! What a joy to share and connect with wonderful people across the country!


This concert at First Baptist Church in Kearney, Missouri was incredibly special. First, we got to sing with our dear, dear friends 4 His Love (we’re super bummed out that we didn’t get a picture together!) and the funny, talented Tim Lovelace. But even more than his humor, we appreciated his genuine heart for the Lord and people—such a rarity!


We may or may not have stayed up too late on November 8th for various reasons. 🙂


Photo from Facebook of our concert at Unity Missionary Baptist Church in DeWitt, Arkansas.

“It is good to give thanks to the Lord, to sing praises to Your name, O Most High; to declare Your steadfast love in the morning, and Your faithfulness by the night, to the music of the lute and the harp, to the melody of the lyre. For You, O Lord, have made me glad by Your work; at the works of Your hands I sing for joy.” (Psalm 92:1-4)

We look forward to seeing YOU down the road soon!

Blessings and joy in the journey,

Taylor for TGF

TGF Travel (B)Log // February-March 2015

It’s ironic that I write this family “travel (b)log” from the stationary comforts of my desk.  I know—I have no excuse, other than it’s more convenient to publish a blog entry when I’m at home, with the ease of our own internet. 🙂

The other day, Caleb raced in to announce that it was nearly 60 degrees outside: “Feel it out there—it’s like T-shirt weather!”  (Well Caleb, maybe it’s not quite that warm yet!)  When Sam, Jayme, and Caleb were done with their school studies for the day, they dashed outside to take advantage of the spring thawing in our ditches and culverts.  They rigged up a small boat with kite string and, with Jayme operating the boat, the boys attack it with stones to see how long it will stay afloat.  It’s amazing how entertaining a boat and some kite string can be to imaginative young minds.

We are singing in Medford, Wisconsin this Saturday and Sunday—the first concerts in two weeks since our tour to Iowa, Tennessee, Kentucky, Arkansas, and Missouri.  (NOTE: Our concert on Saturday with the Medford Performing Arts is a CLOSED event—sorry for any inconveniences; we just got the news.) After having a delightful time with so many new friends (and old ones too!), and after experiencing a nasty virus that attacked our voices this past week, we are eager to restart singing.

Recording our fifth album has been admittedly rather slow, but we continue to learn our plans aren’t always the Lord’s!  We find that we often have to be flexible when we have home-time—it gets quickly disrupted by unexpected, but necessary activities. (Anyone else experience that?)  We are nearly done with all the instruments tracks—Ben has been supervising our progress—and can hopefully start recording vocals soon, once our voices are back up to speed.  (That virus really drained our energy and vocal ability!)

Our Nautilus continues to be a blessing—a mixed one, at times, but overall, we are incredibly grateful for it.  After spending a third of our time last year in hotel rooms, we are thankful to pack our outfits, school and books, food, and other items in ONE spot—no more unloading the bus for an hour at 12 o’clock in the morning!  The aspect of having a home away from home has been likewise enjoyable.  We continue to establish routines in the motorhome to make life smoother (it’s always funny at mealtimes to “dance around” each around in a small space!).  Dad has been busy maintaining the upkeep on the Nautilus.  It had some interesting quirks on our recent trip (everything from furnaces not working on the way out to replacing a mysteriously damaged tire on the way home), and Dad, being the mechanic he is, is constantly trying insure a safe ride to each concert.

Can’t wait to see you all soon!

Joy in the Journey,

Taylor for TGF

P.S. Less than 24 hours after we returned home from our February tour, we got in the van and spent an afternoon in Eau Claire, WI.  Legacy Five was in the area and, since we missed seeing them last year in Minnesota, we made sure we saw them at least once this year.  It was refreshing to sit in the audience for an hour and half and be blessed.  Well, I should restate that—most of us got to be “normal” audience members.  People recognized Caleb and asked Legacy Five to let him sing with them.  🙂  So, during the first half, Scott Fowler called Caleb up on “I’m Feeling Fine”.  Here’s the video if you’d like to see what happened for yourself:


June 2013 Recollections

What a busy spring we had (can you believe it’s summer already?)!  We’ve already had some wonderful road trips and met lots of wonderful people.

If you follow us on Facebook (you do like us on Facebook, right?), you probably have been reading the interesting journey we’ve had with our friend Mal.  (If not, here’s a post that will give you an idea of what’s been going on.)  During the month of June, we made a number of trips to different hospitals and assisted-livings; it was a roller coaster ride with cancer, surgery, and recovery.  Mom has given much time and energy to assist Mal, and though he is recovering his strength, his dementia is progressing rapidly.  We do appreciate your prayers for him and our family during this season.

Visiting our friend Mal.

Visiting our friend Mal.

One of the most exciting happenings in June was the arrival of Jayme’s new mandolin.  She sold her violins that she had outgrown and used the money to purchase a Loar LM-500.  She is thrilled to finally have her own mandolin (and is already becoming a better picker than I am)!

Jayme's new mandolin (she sold her old violins to buy it).

Jayme’s new mandolin (she sold her old violins to buy it).

The weather finally warmed in June, and of course, warm weather means working and playing outside!  With the wonderful rain we have been receiving, our lawn has been demanding numerous “mowings”.  At least once a week, Dad, Ben, and Sam fuel up the mowers and spend the day cutting grass (and dandelions).  The only downside to the warmth and rain are the mosquitoes.  Eek!  They have been particularly nasty.  We have also enjoyed playing games of “Horse” with the “new” basketball hoop Dad recently hung up.  Our grandpa gave us his old hoop earlier this spring – the same one much smaller versions of Ben, Leesha, and I tried used to shoot hoops with – and Dad mounted it on our garage.  Sam, Jayme, and Caleb (or as they call themselves, “The Pioneers”) can often be found having some serious basketball games!

Tis the season for outdoor sports!

Tis the season for outdoor sports!

June found the Glory Bus heading into northern, southern, and western Minnesota…and even into Wisconsin!  We enjoyed going to several new churches and sharing brand new songs.  Our first stop for the month was at Hosanna Lutheran Church in Mankato, MN.  It is our grandpa’s home church, and he’s been wanting to get us there for quite some time.  So, Cindy Rupp, Hosanna’s extremely talented music director (seriously, she’s probably the best piano player in Minnesota!), invited us to sing during worship on June 8th and 9th.  Grandpa couldn’t have been any more excited! 🙂  Despite a dying water pump on ole Glory, we made it safely to Mankato and had an absolutely delightful weekend.  It was refreshing to worship with and minister to the people of Hosanna!  And it was great to spend time with grandparents, 1st and 2nd cousins, and other family members.  Grandpa took us out to eat at Old Country Buffet on Saturday and wowee, was that good – and filling!

Here’s a video of Sam, Jayme, and Caleb sharing “Boundless Love” (one of the songs on our new CD, “Out Front”) at Hosanna:

Regrettably, I didn’t get any pictures at our next stop, Living Savior Lutheran Church in Nisswa, MN, but we had fun meeting up with friends we have gotten to know over the years!  Thanks to Dick and Mavis Erickson for inviting us up again, and special thanks to Mayor James Wallin for the brats and beans – they were fantastic!

We had sound issues before the concert in Nisswa, and we decided that we needed to set-up our equipment in our house to E-Q the troubling frequencies.  So, for the next couple of days our home was filled with all our sound equipment.  It had been years since we practiced with microphones and speakers, so it was a very beneficial time for us.

We spent the weekend of June 22nd and 23rd in Wisconsin for the Blessed Assurance Gospel Fest.  Linda and Kurt Holtz hosted the event and we were glad to be able to attend this year again – thanks Linda and Kurt for asking us to come!  Also at the fest were The Herrlinger Family, Gary Froiland, Almost There, Rich Eberly, and Cindy Begert.  It was enjoyable to visit with friends we’ve made over the years.

That Sunday morning we sang at Wesley United Methodist Church in Marshfield, WI; what a fun, supportive congregation!  It was a special opportunity to join them in worship.  Pastor Joel Deaner-Rogers and his family were great to meet and talk with.  We hope to come again soon!  (And thanks for the rolls and mugs, y’all!)

Pastor Bob Benard invited us this year to come back to Eagle Bend Assembly of God, Eagle Bend, MN the weekend of June 29th and 30th, and we were excited to return.  For one thing, Pastor Bob makes the best grilled pork chops ever (his secret is his secret seasoning!), and for another, the folks are so kind and encouraging.  There was a community concert on Saturday evening, and we sang during worship on Sunday.  Mom and I even played piano for a couple of congregational songs!

Here is a photo gallery highlighting the concerts I mentioned above.  Enjoy:

We look forward to meeting you somewhere along the journey!  God’s blessings to you today and always!

“Good and upright is the Lord; therefore He instructs sinners in the way. He leads the humble in what is right, and teaches the humble His way. All the paths of the Lord are steadfast love and faithfulness, for those who keep His covenant and His testimonies.” (Psalm 25:8-10)


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