JUNE 2020 NEWSLETTER
July 2020
Robert Lindenberger
3325 3rd Avenue
Mims, Florida 32754
321-368-7184
Expas65@yahoo.com
Another month has passed, and ½ the year is gone. I hope this awful time we are experiencing has brought you closer to our great big Wonderful God as it has me. And next ½ year will prove that God is good all the time; all the time, God is good! Amen? For me, June was extraordinary, but I have adopted a song as my own THROUGH IT ALL, THROUGH IT ALL, I’VE LEARNED TO TRUST IN JESUS THROUGH IT ALL. It bored a hole in my heart and came to live there.
Bad news: If Ida came back for a visit and had me literally sick to my stomach. Who is If Ida, Bob? Well, she is a daemon from hell and works on my mind like this: If ida been a better son my father may still be alive, If ida been a better son my mother would not have died with me in another place—if ida stayed with her after. . . and taken care of her, she would have. If ida been a better father, my son would not have. .and died. If ida been a better caregiver for Marian, maybe she would still be here. Yes, she had me sick to my stomach, and I thought I might have this awful coronavirus. The next day was Sunday, and I didn’t even go to Church. But I was seeking God in a new way -- in my trailer and Church on internet, televangelists, Facebook, and prayer. I woke up the next morning still in if Ida’s grasp and told the Lord all about it and asked Him to speak to my aching heart. I even ask him if it would be ok if I went homeless, that I would just live in my van.
Good news: Before I tell the good story, I would just like you to know I am like my van. It as no reverse gear, but my body has two speeds – slow & stop. So I’ll start my day like this, Slowly, I got up. . . and dressed. . . and had my devotional reading and prayer. Slowly, I got aComputer and had some breakfast. . . and went to my study, . . . and turned on my computer. . . Probably Facebook, and had a knock on my door. It scared me nearly to death. It was my angel unaware and an (adopted) daughter. They came in, and we visited for a few moments, and I just blurted out, “What’s this visit for?” I was then told, “We are coming and replace all your furniture.” I almost had a heart attack, but all I could say was, “Thank You, Jesus, for answered prayer. You don’t want me to go homeless yet.”
That’s only some good news. I had food walking in the door repeatedly. I will not have to go food shopping for the whole month of July the way it looks now. So, I pray your blessing flow, and you can say with me the devil meant it for bad, but God made good come from it. Oh, yes, I am on a Truvy diet, so you will see less of me soon.
When my son Daniel Edward Lindenberger was dying of ALS, Lou Greig’s Disease, he made a statement that has stuck with me all these years. The statement was. This is a Lindenberger thing, Dad. All the Lindenbergers I know, suffer.” I must say our family has seen much suffering and dying and
God has brought us closer to Himself through it all.
One of the greatest ironies of life is that whether or not you consider yourself religious, grief reveals the element of faith in everyone. It shows where you place your trust when you face with the reality of loss – and that’s faith.
The Bible reveals a pathway through times of loss that leads to higher ground. This experience, which often feels like death, is the dangerous path through the “valley of the shadow” that David spoke of in Psalm 23:4. This favorite song reminds us, “though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me, your rod and your staff, they comfort me.” The good Shepherd reliably guides us through the valley of tears. He quiets our fears, comps our hearts, and reassures us that we will make it through; though, at times, we may not be so sure.
While grief is unavoidable and complicated by the variety of relationships and circumstances in life, eventually, every believer wonders, “will life ever be better? With the pain ever go away? Will I make it through this?”
Please let me show you to handle your situation of loss, loss of a loved one, loss of finances, loss of health, loss of a pet, loss of anything. Just remember A.B.C. Admit you have lost that soul-mate in death. Believe God is real and loves you and wants to comfort you. Commit your feelings to Him and praise him for who He is.
Praise is a two-way street. Your needs are met when you glorify the Father. When you go to God with your worship, He comes to help you with your problems.
When you need understanding—praise your Father through the perfect Person of Jesus Christ. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father, who gave life to you, will understand you.
When you feel lonely . . . praise your Father through Jesus Christ, our intercessor. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father, who knows your nature, will be your helper and your friend.
When you have failed . . . praise your Father through the blood of Jesus Christ. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father who knows your failure even before you tell him, will forgive you and encourage you in doing the right thing.
GOD REACHES DOWN TO TOUCH YOU AS YOU REACH UP TO TOUCH HIM.
On my mind like this: If ida been a better son my father may still be alive, If ida been a better son my mother would not have died with me in another place—if ida stayed with her after. . . and taken care of her she would have . . . If ida been a better father, my son would not have... .and died. If ida been a better caregiver for Marian, maybe she would still be here. Yes, she had me sick to my stomach, and I thought I might have this awful coronavirus. The next day was Sunday, and I didn’t even go to Church. But I was seeking God in a new way -- in my trailer and Church on internet, televangelists, Facebook, and prayer. I woke up the next morning still in if Ida’s grasp and told the Lord all about it and asked Him to speak to my aching heart. I even ask him if it would be ok if I went homeless, that I would just live in my van.
Good news: Before I tell the good story, I would just like you to know I am like my van. It as no reverse gear, but my body has two speeds – slow & stop. So I’ll start my day like this, Slowly, I got up. . .Computer. . . andComputeronal reading and prayer. Slowly, I got up. . . and had computer fast. . . and went to my study., . . . and turned on my laptop. . . Probably Facebook, and had a knock on my door. It scared me nearly to death. It was my angel unaware and an (adopted) daughter. They came in, and we visited for a few moments, and I just blurted out, “What’s this visit for?” I was then told, “We are coming and replace all your furniture.” I almost had a heart attack, but all I could say was, “Thank You, Jesus, for answered prayer. You don’t want me to go homeless yet.”
That’s only some good news. I had food walking in the door repeatedly. I will not have to go food shopping for the whole month of July the way it looks now. So, I pray your blessing flow, and you can say with me the devil meant it for bad, but God made good come from it. Oh, yes, I am on a Truvy diet, so you will see less of me soon.
When my son Daniel Edward Lindenberger was dying of ALS, Lou Greig’s Disease, he made a statement that has stuck with me all these years. The statement was. This is a Lindenberger thing, Dad. All the Lindenbergers I know, suffer.” I must say our family has seen much suffering and dying and
God has brought us closer to Himself through it all.
One of the greatest ironies of life is that whether or not you consider yourself religious, grief reveals the element of faith in everyone. It shows where you place your trust when you face with the reality of loss – and that’s faith.
The Bible reveals a pathway through times of loss that leads to higher ground. This experience, which often feels like death, is the dangerous path through the “valley of the shadow” that David spoke of in Psalm 23:4. This favorite song reminds us, “though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me, your rod and your staff, they comfort me.” The good Shepherd reliably guides us through the valley of tears. He quiets our fears, comps our hearts, and reassures us that we will make it through; though, at times, we may not be so sure.
While grief is unavoidable and complicated by the variety of relationships and circumstances in life, eventually, every believer wonders, “will life ever be better? With the pain ever go away? Will I make it through this?”
Please let me show you to handle your situation of loss, loss of a loved one, loss of finances, loss of health, loss of a pet, loss of anything. Just remember A.B.C. Admit you have lost that soul-mate in death. Believe God is real and loves you and wants to comfort you. Commit your feelings to Him and praise him for who He is.
Praise is a two-way street. Your needs are met when you glorify the Father. When you go to God with your worship, He comes to help you with your problems.
When you need understanding—praise your Father through the perfect Person of Jesus Christ. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father, who gave life to you, will understand you.
When you feel lonely . . . praise your Father through Jesus Christ, our intercessor. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father, who knows your nature, will be your helper and your friend.
When you have failed . . . praise your Father through the blood of Jesus Christ. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father who knows your failure even before you tell him, will forgive you and encourage you in doing the right thing.
GOD REACHES DOWN TO TOUCH YOU AS YOU REACH UP TO TOUCH HIM.
Another month has passed, and ½ the year is gone. I hope this awful time we are experiencing has brought you closer to our great big Wonderful God as it has me. And next ½ year will prove that God is good all the time; all the time, God is good! Amen? For me, June was extraordinary, but I have adopted a song as my own THROUGH IT ALL, THROUGH IT ALL, I’VE LEARNED TO TRUST IN JESUS THROUGH IT ALL. It bored a hole in my heart and came to live there.
Bad news: If Ida came back for a visit and had me literally sick to my stomach. Who is If Ida, Bob? Well, she is a daeFathernd works on my mind like this: If ida been a better son my father may still be alive, If ida been a better son my mother would not have died with me in another place—if ida stayed with her after. . . and taken care of her she would have . . . If ida been a better father my son would not have . . .and died. if ida been a better caregiver for Marian maybe she would still be here. Yes, she had me sick to my stomach and I thought I may have this awful coronavirus. Next day was Sunday and I didn’t even go to Church. But I was seeking God in a new way -- in my trailer and Church on internet, televangelists, Facebook and prayer. I woke up next morning still in if Ida’s grasp and told the Lord all about it and asked Him to speak to my aching heart. I even ask him if it would be ok if I went homeless, that I would just live in my van.
Good news: Before I tell the good news I would just like you to know I am like my van. It as no reverse gear but my body has two speeds – slow & stop. So I’ll start my day like this, Slowly, I got up. . . and dressed. . . and had my devotional reading and prayer. Slowly, I got up. . . and had some breakfast. . . and went to my study., . . . and turned on my Computer. . . Probably Facebook, and had a knock on my door. It scared me nearly to death. It was my angel unaware and an (adopted) daughter. They came in and we visited for a few moments and I just blunted out, “What’s this visit for?” I was then told, “We are coming and replace all your furniture.” I almost had a heart attack, but all I could say was, “Thank You Jesus for answered prayer. You don’t want me to go homeless yet.”
That’s only some good news. I had food walking in the door repeatedly. I will not have to go food shopping for the whole month of July the way it looks now. So, I pray your blessing flow and you can say with me the devil meant it for bad but God made good come from it. Oh, yes, I am on a Truvy diet so you will see less of me soon.
When my son Daniel Edward Lindenberger was dying of ALS, Lou Greig’s Disease, he made a statement that has stuck with me all these years. The statement was. This is a Lindenberger thing Dad. All the Lindenbergers I know suffer.” I must say our family has seen much suffering and dying and
God has brought us closer to Himself through it all.
One of the greatest ironies of life is that whether or not you consider yourself religious, grief reveals the element of faith in everyone. It shows where you place your trust when you face with reality of loss – and that’s faith.
The Bible reveals a pathway through times of loss that leads to higher ground. This experience, which often feels like death, is the perilous path through the “valley of the shadow” that David spoke of in Psalm 23:4. This favorite song reminds us, “though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me, your rod and your staff, they comfort me.” The good Shepherd reliably guides us through the valley of tears. He quiets our fears, comps our hearts, and reassures us that we will make it through; though at times we may not be so sure.
While grief is unavoidable and complicated by the variety of relationship and circumstances in life, eventually every believer wonders, “will life ever be better? With the pain ever go away? Will I make it through this?”
Please let me show you to handle your situation of loss; loss of a loved one, loss of finances, loss of health, lose of pet, loss of anything. Just remember A.B.C. Admit you have lost that soul-mate in death. Believe God is real and loves you and wants to comfort you. Commit your feelings to Him and praise him for who He is.
Praise is a two-way street. Your needs are met when you glorify the Father. When you go to God with your worship, He comes to help you with your problems.
When you need understanding—praise your Father through the perfect Person of Jesus Christ. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father, who gave life to you, will understand you.
When you feel lonely . . . praise your Father through Jesus Christ our intercessor. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father who knows your nature, will be your helper and your friend.
When you have failed . . . praise your Father through the blood of Jesus Christ. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father who knows your failure even before you tell him, will forgive you and encourage you in doing the right thing.
GOD REACHES DOWN TO TOUCH YOU AS YOU REACH UP TO TOUCH HIM.
Robert Lindenberger
3325 3rd Avenue
Mims, Florida 32754
321-368-7184
Expas65@yahoo.com
Another month has passed, and ½ the year is gone. I hope this awful time we are experiencing has brought you closer to our great big Wonderful God as it has me. And next ½ year will prove that God is good all the time; all the time, God is good! Amen? For me, June was extraordinary, but I have adopted a song as my own THROUGH IT ALL, THROUGH IT ALL, I’VE LEARNED TO TRUST IN JESUS THROUGH IT ALL. It bored a hole in my heart and came to live there.
Bad news: If Ida came back for a visit and had me literally sick to my stomach. Who is If Ida, Bob? Well, she is a daemon from hell and works on my mind like this: If ida been a better son my father may still be alive, If ida been a better son my mother would not have died with me in another place—if ida stayed with her after. . . and taken care of her, she would have. If ida been a better father, my son would not have. .and died. If ida been a better caregiver for Marian, maybe she would still be here. Yes, she had me sick to my stomach, and I thought I might have this awful coronavirus. The next day was Sunday, and I didn’t even go to Church. But I was seeking God in a new way -- in my trailer and Church on internet, televangelists, Facebook, and prayer. I woke up the next morning still in if Ida’s grasp and told the Lord all about it and asked Him to speak to my aching heart. I even ask him if it would be ok if I went homeless, that I would just live in my van.
Good news: Before I tell the good story, I would just like you to know I am like my van. It as no reverse gear, but my body has two speeds – slow & stop. So I’ll start my day like this, Slowly, I got up. . . and dressed. . . and had my devotional reading and prayer. Slowly, I got aComputer and had some breakfast. . . and went to my study, . . . and turned on my computer. . . Probably Facebook, and had a knock on my door. It scared me nearly to death. It was my angel unaware and an (adopted) daughter. They came in, and we visited for a few moments, and I just blurted out, “What’s this visit for?” I was then told, “We are coming and replace all your furniture.” I almost had a heart attack, but all I could say was, “Thank You, Jesus, for answered prayer. You don’t want me to go homeless yet.”
That’s only some good news. I had food walking in the door repeatedly. I will not have to go food shopping for the whole month of July the way it looks now. So, I pray your blessing flow, and you can say with me the devil meant it for bad, but God made good come from it. Oh, yes, I am on a Truvy diet, so you will see less of me soon.
When my son Daniel Edward Lindenberger was dying of ALS, Lou Greig’s Disease, he made a statement that has stuck with me all these years. The statement was. This is a Lindenberger thing, Dad. All the Lindenbergers I know, suffer.” I must say our family has seen much suffering and dying and
God has brought us closer to Himself through it all.
One of the greatest ironies of life is that whether or not you consider yourself religious, grief reveals the element of faith in everyone. It shows where you place your trust when you face with the reality of loss – and that’s faith.
The Bible reveals a pathway through times of loss that leads to higher ground. This experience, which often feels like death, is the dangerous path through the “valley of the shadow” that David spoke of in Psalm 23:4. This favorite song reminds us, “though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me, your rod and your staff, they comfort me.” The good Shepherd reliably guides us through the valley of tears. He quiets our fears, comps our hearts, and reassures us that we will make it through; though, at times, we may not be so sure.
While grief is unavoidable and complicated by the variety of relationships and circumstances in life, eventually, every believer wonders, “will life ever be better? With the pain ever go away? Will I make it through this?”
Please let me show you to handle your situation of loss, loss of a loved one, loss of finances, loss of health, loss of a pet, loss of anything. Just remember A.B.C. Admit you have lost that soul-mate in death. Believe God is real and loves you and wants to comfort you. Commit your feelings to Him and praise him for who He is.
Praise is a two-way street. Your needs are met when you glorify the Father. When you go to God with your worship, He comes to help you with your problems.
When you need understanding—praise your Father through the perfect Person of Jesus Christ. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father, who gave life to you, will understand you.
When you feel lonely . . . praise your Father through Jesus Christ, our intercessor. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father, who knows your nature, will be your helper and your friend.
When you have failed . . . praise your Father through the blood of Jesus Christ. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father who knows your failure even before you tell him, will forgive you and encourage you in doing the right thing.
GOD REACHES DOWN TO TOUCH YOU AS YOU REACH UP TO TOUCH HIM.
On my mind like this: If ida been a better son my father may still be alive, If ida been a better son my mother would not have died with me in another place—if ida stayed with her after. . . and taken care of her she would have . . . If ida been a better father, my son would not have... .and died. If ida been a better caregiver for Marian, maybe she would still be here. Yes, she had me sick to my stomach, and I thought I might have this awful coronavirus. The next day was Sunday, and I didn’t even go to Church. But I was seeking God in a new way -- in my trailer and Church on internet, televangelists, Facebook, and prayer. I woke up the next morning still in if Ida’s grasp and told the Lord all about it and asked Him to speak to my aching heart. I even ask him if it would be ok if I went homeless, that I would just live in my van.
Good news: Before I tell the good story, I would just like you to know I am like my van. It as no reverse gear, but my body has two speeds – slow & stop. So I’ll start my day like this, Slowly, I got up. . .Computer. . . andComputeronal reading and prayer. Slowly, I got up. . . and had computer fast. . . and went to my study., . . . and turned on my laptop. . . Probably Facebook, and had a knock on my door. It scared me nearly to death. It was my angel unaware and an (adopted) daughter. They came in, and we visited for a few moments, and I just blurted out, “What’s this visit for?” I was then told, “We are coming and replace all your furniture.” I almost had a heart attack, but all I could say was, “Thank You, Jesus, for answered prayer. You don’t want me to go homeless yet.”
That’s only some good news. I had food walking in the door repeatedly. I will not have to go food shopping for the whole month of July the way it looks now. So, I pray your blessing flow, and you can say with me the devil meant it for bad, but God made good come from it. Oh, yes, I am on a Truvy diet, so you will see less of me soon.
When my son Daniel Edward Lindenberger was dying of ALS, Lou Greig’s Disease, he made a statement that has stuck with me all these years. The statement was. This is a Lindenberger thing, Dad. All the Lindenbergers I know, suffer.” I must say our family has seen much suffering and dying and
God has brought us closer to Himself through it all.
One of the greatest ironies of life is that whether or not you consider yourself religious, grief reveals the element of faith in everyone. It shows where you place your trust when you face with the reality of loss – and that’s faith.
The Bible reveals a pathway through times of loss that leads to higher ground. This experience, which often feels like death, is the dangerous path through the “valley of the shadow” that David spoke of in Psalm 23:4. This favorite song reminds us, “though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me, your rod and your staff, they comfort me.” The good Shepherd reliably guides us through the valley of tears. He quiets our fears, comps our hearts, and reassures us that we will make it through; though, at times, we may not be so sure.
While grief is unavoidable and complicated by the variety of relationships and circumstances in life, eventually, every believer wonders, “will life ever be better? With the pain ever go away? Will I make it through this?”
Please let me show you to handle your situation of loss, loss of a loved one, loss of finances, loss of health, loss of a pet, loss of anything. Just remember A.B.C. Admit you have lost that soul-mate in death. Believe God is real and loves you and wants to comfort you. Commit your feelings to Him and praise him for who He is.
Praise is a two-way street. Your needs are met when you glorify the Father. When you go to God with your worship, He comes to help you with your problems.
When you need understanding—praise your Father through the perfect Person of Jesus Christ. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father, who gave life to you, will understand you.
When you feel lonely . . . praise your Father through Jesus Christ, our intercessor. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father, who knows your nature, will be your helper and your friend.
When you have failed . . . praise your Father through the blood of Jesus Christ. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father who knows your failure even before you tell him, will forgive you and encourage you in doing the right thing.
GOD REACHES DOWN TO TOUCH YOU AS YOU REACH UP TO TOUCH HIM.
Another month has passed, and ½ the year is gone. I hope this awful time we are experiencing has brought you closer to our great big Wonderful God as it has me. And next ½ year will prove that God is good all the time; all the time, God is good! Amen? For me, June was extraordinary, but I have adopted a song as my own THROUGH IT ALL, THROUGH IT ALL, I’VE LEARNED TO TRUST IN JESUS THROUGH IT ALL. It bored a hole in my heart and came to live there.
Bad news: If Ida came back for a visit and had me literally sick to my stomach. Who is If Ida, Bob? Well, she is a daeFathernd works on my mind like this: If ida been a better son my father may still be alive, If ida been a better son my mother would not have died with me in another place—if ida stayed with her after. . . and taken care of her she would have . . . If ida been a better father my son would not have . . .and died. if ida been a better caregiver for Marian maybe she would still be here. Yes, she had me sick to my stomach and I thought I may have this awful coronavirus. Next day was Sunday and I didn’t even go to Church. But I was seeking God in a new way -- in my trailer and Church on internet, televangelists, Facebook and prayer. I woke up next morning still in if Ida’s grasp and told the Lord all about it and asked Him to speak to my aching heart. I even ask him if it would be ok if I went homeless, that I would just live in my van.
Good news: Before I tell the good news I would just like you to know I am like my van. It as no reverse gear but my body has two speeds – slow & stop. So I’ll start my day like this, Slowly, I got up. . . and dressed. . . and had my devotional reading and prayer. Slowly, I got up. . . and had some breakfast. . . and went to my study., . . . and turned on my Computer. . . Probably Facebook, and had a knock on my door. It scared me nearly to death. It was my angel unaware and an (adopted) daughter. They came in and we visited for a few moments and I just blunted out, “What’s this visit for?” I was then told, “We are coming and replace all your furniture.” I almost had a heart attack, but all I could say was, “Thank You Jesus for answered prayer. You don’t want me to go homeless yet.”
That’s only some good news. I had food walking in the door repeatedly. I will not have to go food shopping for the whole month of July the way it looks now. So, I pray your blessing flow and you can say with me the devil meant it for bad but God made good come from it. Oh, yes, I am on a Truvy diet so you will see less of me soon.
When my son Daniel Edward Lindenberger was dying of ALS, Lou Greig’s Disease, he made a statement that has stuck with me all these years. The statement was. This is a Lindenberger thing Dad. All the Lindenbergers I know suffer.” I must say our family has seen much suffering and dying and
God has brought us closer to Himself through it all.
One of the greatest ironies of life is that whether or not you consider yourself religious, grief reveals the element of faith in everyone. It shows where you place your trust when you face with reality of loss – and that’s faith.
The Bible reveals a pathway through times of loss that leads to higher ground. This experience, which often feels like death, is the perilous path through the “valley of the shadow” that David spoke of in Psalm 23:4. This favorite song reminds us, “though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me, your rod and your staff, they comfort me.” The good Shepherd reliably guides us through the valley of tears. He quiets our fears, comps our hearts, and reassures us that we will make it through; though at times we may not be so sure.
While grief is unavoidable and complicated by the variety of relationship and circumstances in life, eventually every believer wonders, “will life ever be better? With the pain ever go away? Will I make it through this?”
Please let me show you to handle your situation of loss; loss of a loved one, loss of finances, loss of health, lose of pet, loss of anything. Just remember A.B.C. Admit you have lost that soul-mate in death. Believe God is real and loves you and wants to comfort you. Commit your feelings to Him and praise him for who He is.
Praise is a two-way street. Your needs are met when you glorify the Father. When you go to God with your worship, He comes to help you with your problems.
When you need understanding—praise your Father through the perfect Person of Jesus Christ. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father, who gave life to you, will understand you.
When you feel lonely . . . praise your Father through Jesus Christ our intercessor. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father who knows your nature, will be your helper and your friend.
When you have failed . . . praise your Father through the blood of Jesus Christ. Say, “Our Father,” and your Father who knows your failure even before you tell him, will forgive you and encourage you in doing the right thing.
GOD REACHES DOWN TO TOUCH YOU AS YOU REACH UP TO TOUCH HIM.
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