I have been studying our church from top to bottom.  I have reviewed the teams, reflected on leadership, and reviewed the goals.
And you know what I have found?
This is a great, great wonderful representation of the Body of Christ with outstanding teams with outstanding team players!
In just another month our fall church season begins…

WE WILL BE READY FOR WHAT GOD WANTS FROM US!
RG
 
Thank you. 07/19/2010
 
Hey Everybody!

Rhonda, myself, and the kids have been on vacation this week and are catching up on a little family time.
I want to say thanks to Cliff for taking the time to hear from God and bring His Word to you in our Sunday services. 
I look forward to being back soon and getting our fall plans unveiled to the church body.  Relationship, relationship, and more relationship is what I keep hearing in the Spirit.  I also feel the Lord is calling on His mothers and fathers, grandmothers and grandfathers to rise up and take their position. 
We are to be “The Family of God” and our greatest season is ahead of us. 
I will be calling all of our church leadership to a meeting in a couple of weeks to update on the progress of our building program and to round-table discuss our plans for the coming months.  Soon after the meeting we will have a church wide meeting to reveal all the great things happening in our fellowship.
I want to say thanks to a marvelous team who takes their ministry positions so serious and enables me to be gone without having to be concerned about any of the functioning of the church.

With great appreciation!
Randy
 
 
My brother, Tom is 48 years old and has been fighting cancer for about ten years. He has had several surgeries, chemo, radiation and vitamin therapies.

Last Saturday as I attended a night of worship at the Vineyard in Lakeland, Fl. I kept hearing for me to go home about ¾ of the way through the service. So I got my things and went home. On my phone I saw my nephews was graduating and called his mother to ask her about that. That is when she told me about Tom being in the hospital in Orlando again. It appears he had strokes and seizures and it wasn’t clear if he was dying or not. Since Mom had already gone to bed for the night, I waited to hear more news before telling her in the morning. I spoke with my dad who would let me know what he saw in the morning visit with Tom.

I began to cry out to the Lord for Tom as never before. I have never believed cancer would take him.  From the depths within me, praying as I drove myself home, I came to realize why I had to leave the service. Then I called my sister and informed her of Tom’s condition of the moment. She said she would pray and look into air flights to come down.

Sunday morning, I prepared to lead worship. A few people I shared with prayed for me and Tom. During worship time as I lead the songs and music, Tom’s burden weighed heavy on my heart. The Lord is mighty and good and I asked Him to please touch and raise my brother, stop the brain swelling, help him be a living witness of His goodness, mercy and love. After the service, a lady came to give me a vision she obtained from the Lord with a diagram on paper. She prayed for me and asked me to read what was on the paper. I believed in the vision she saw of Tom being raised from the deathbed, whole and well. As I cleaned up, putting my music and instruments in their boxes, I saw a song sheet from Mother’s day when I sang Fearfully and Wonderfully Made by Matt Redman. I heard the Spirit say, sing it to Tom. So I took it and left to stop at home, call Mom then begin the long drive to Orlando.

Dad called me back as I was driving to Orlando to say Tom was not having a good day. He was talking but in phrases, repetitive words, backwards meaning. Being tied to his bed, he trashed around. His hair was gone from the radiation treatments and he has lost about 20 pounds. He responded to Mom and me appearing in his room. I read aloud the vision that was given to me on the paper. Ginny, Tom’s wife, took the opportunity to leave the room for a break. We greeted him, loved on him, as he seemed to speak out of his head. The day before, he wasn’t able to speak at all! This was good! Tom was able to answer some questions given to him by Mom and I could see in his eyes that he was in there. I got out my guitar to sing him the song. Dad wasn’t sure that was a good idea as Tom was thrashing around in his bed. But I had to, the Lord told me. As I began strumming the strings, Tom settled down and was calmer. I sang the song loud enough for him to hear me as Mom stood at his side. Dad and his wife stood outside the doorway with the door open enough so they could hear. I went through the verses and Tom began to sing! He had his own words but he got the tune. The song was for his spirit man to hear, to cling to. Tom really liked the music.  I did what the Lord told me to do and I expected Him to do great things with the song. I thought of David playing for Saul when he was tormented. I praised God for the way He is healing Tom.

My sister wrote Mom an email Monday saying her vision included angels around Tom’s room and bed, protecting him. She also saw Tom raised, clearly healed. So we spoke out loud our thanks for the visions and believed them to come to pass. Both visions God gave us for Tom are similar and confirm the Lord’s will to heal Tom totally.

Everyday since, Tom has gotten better. The day after, Monday, the speaking out of his head had stopped and he did remember we had been there with music.  Tuesday he was speaking in proper sentences and was no longer restlessly thrashing about. On Thursday, May 27 he went home! He sounded so very much better and I praise God for His mercy and love to my brother.

The words to the song follow:

So fearfully and wonderfully made,
How could they say there is no God?
Reminded every breath that I take,
It’s by Your hand I have been formed
So what am I going to do with this life You gave me?
What could I do but live for Your praise?

You gave me this breath,
And You gave me this strength,
And every day I´ll live to obey You.
With all of my heart,
With all of my soul;
Let every breath I’m breathing display You God.

There’s elegance in all you create
Your grand designs leave us amazed.
The wonders of the way we’ve been made
Speak of Your power, tell of Your grace.
So what am I going to do with this life You gave me?
What could I do but live for Your praise?

So what am I going to do with this life You gave me?
What am I going to do with this life?
What I am I going to do in these days You’ve ordained?
What am I going to do with this life?

 
 
 
 Words cannot describe how happy I am about our recent church picnic.

If you don’t know anything about it, our young adults, ELEVATION, treated the whole church to a Sunday afternoon picnic.  I arrived at the recreation complex where the event was held not really thinking about what I would soon witness.  For starters, the turnout was one of the largest for a picnic that our church has ever had.  Youth and young adults made up at least fifty percent of the group.  The difference…the food was being organized by young adults, the hamburgers and hotdogs were being grilled by young adults.  The games and recreation were organized by young adults.  FOR THE RECORD:  the whole thing was conceived, planned, organized and carried out by young adults.

For anything like this to take place it takes good leadership and for that I would like to thank those at the top of the heap:  Vance & Myra, Derek & Mela, and Brian & Andrea who led this young adult crew to a glorious success at serving our body of believers. 

Now understand that other ages contributed to the menu and to the recreation but that’s what family does.  One of my highlights for the afternoon was observing the kick ball game with Bill Burkard pitching and just about every age in the church playing on one of the teams.

I see a generation rising up to take their place in leadership in all areas of our church.

I applaud them for their love and commitment to God, each other and the family here at the Warehouse Church.

Randy
 
 
The Lord gave me a message Sunday, and as usual I didn’t want to speak to the crowd. Also, there were so many who spoke, I didn’t want to take up any more time. But He has impressed on me that maybe it was also for someone else. During the song, At the Foot of the Cross, the Lord spoke to me and told me, “You are a clutter bug; you have a lot of junk.”
He gave me these scriptures: Ephesians 3: 17b-20, “…And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God. Now to Him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us."
And Philippians 3:13b, …"Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.”

He gave me a vision of my physical life and inner most being. He revealed to me some of the junk in my physical life, such as my stash of magazines (in every room, baskets and stacks of magazines), collections of favorite things (I have a lot of favorites), craft and sewing stuff (I have been working on for over 30 years), and precious possessions that were passed to me from my mother or made by my children that I cannot bring myself to get rid of. He revealed to me the unrest all of this clutter creates in my life and how it suffocates me to be surrounded by so much stuff.

I love to have the things that were in my mother’s kitchen hanging in mine, it brings comfort and sweet memories, even if I never use them. I just like to look at them and they prompt me to share stories with everyone about my mother in her kitchen, the great meals she prepared from scratch, and all the baking she did. I have saved almost every card, gift, and creation my children have given me. They are precious reminders of cherished days gone by. The Lord showed me that my house and bedroom should be a place of rest and peace--my sanctuary, a place to go where I can peel off the world and find quiet and reprieve (I looked up the word reprieve and it said, “A brief period of rest and recovery between periods of exertion or after something disagreeable; To postpone somebody’s punishment; To provide somebody with temporary relief from something harmful, especially danger or pain; A stay of execution). But having so much clutter around me steals the peace and creates unrest, because I have an overwhelming feeling that I need to clean up or unclutter the suffocating stuff. It makes me feel claustrophobic.

He showed me that in the same way I have too much stuff in my inner most being. I have hung onto things for years that I should have shed. I have hung onto insecurities and hurts and wounds and offenses that I should have given to Him a long time ago. “Forgetting what is behind (Phil. 3:13b).” What am I going to do with them anyway? I have kept worries and tabs concerning my children (who are all grown) when I should have handed them over to the Lord and trusted Him with them. I cannot be everywhere and everything for my kids, but the Lord can. I need to leave all of it at the foot of the Cross.
He told me that I was suffocating my relationship with Him, because there is so much stuff I need to deal with and that I bring before Him every time I pray. If I would just give it to Him, He would deal with it and I would be rid of the very heavy burden and suffocating presence it brings. Then it would just be me and my Lord in my inner most being, my sanctuary “Filled to the measure of all the fullness of God (Eph. 3:17b).” It would truly be my sanctuary of peace and rest and much more of my Lord.

Then after time alone with Him, He will help me deal with what to do with all the stuff in my physical world. And maybe some magazines in baskets aren’t so bad. 

Blessings, Becky Anderson
 
 
I needed a weekend away and Cliff gladly took the time to listen to God and make what I hear was a terrific presentation to the church.  Cliff Cochran is a rock solid great man of God and continues to grow in his gifting as a leader.  It is a pleasure to have relationship with him at The Warehouse Church.  To learn more about the ministry Cliff and his wife Jamie lead…click on Harp & Bowl under small groups at the church web-site. 
Randy
 
Building News 04/08/2010
 
Our new church café will be approximately 3000 square feet.  That’s the size of the room we had at our Easter service this past Sunday.  It will seat 200 and will feature a beautiful café kitchen designed and built by Jim Bruce and Juan Leiva.  Sound, lighting, and video will allow the space to be used for Sunday café, overflow from the main venue, youth and young adult meetings, special nights of music and entertainment.

Relationships are one of our values at the Warehouse Church.  Imagine a Friday evening at the café with chicken wings, desserts, and outstanding coffee while The Chip Sims Band performs on the café stage. 

Randy
 
Building Update 04/07/2010
 
Our original plan was to move into the building upon completion of Phase One.  That would give us partial use of the building.  After careful consideration, our building lead team decided we would have to have Phase One and Phase Two completed in order to have the space we need when we occupy the new facility.

We are waiting on the changes to the warehouse floor plan to come back from the architect.  Next our construction management team will have the estimates re-done on the costs of the changes.  This will be followed by another visit to the city zoning.  Construction will resume as soon as these steps are completed.
 
 
For the reader:
    Streams of Living Water by Richard Foster
    The Great Omission by Dallas Willard
    Just Walk Across the Room by Bill Hybels
For the listener:
    Passion: Awakening (2010)
    Flying Into Daybreak by Charlie Hall (2006)
For the watcher:
    The Blind Side  (DVD. Blu-Ray)
 
 
I want give a big thanks to all of our teams and team leaders at the Warehouse Church.
Sunday was amazing.  New building, new obstacles and there was not a blunder.  Everything went great!
Special thanks to Brenda Sims for exercising her skills and organizing this whole relocation to the main street building.  Thanks to the Rohals for the beautiful Easter lilies.
Next week we will be back at the Gardens. 
RG