Ladies, Come join us!!

The Friendship Dinner is just around the corner...like next week to be exact and we want all women from First Assembly to attend. If you do not have a ticket, please come by the Women's Ministries table in the front foyer of the Worship Center to purchase your ticket for $10 on Sunday. We are planning a very unique Style Show that you will not want to miss. Rhonda Pool will be our Guest Speaker this year and you will not be disappointed. This year we will have a Silent Auction with items you will love to bid on...and also the Project Destiny boutique again. For those needing a fix of Chocolate, the fountain will be in full service this year. With the Friendship Dinner being in the Spring this year, we are doing things a little different. Make sure you get your ticket since this is an event for everyone. We have room for you!

Check below this post for videos of previous years. This year all the ladies will be voting for their favorite tables. Twill be fun!!

Email humblewms@gmail.com for more questions or call Shirley at 281-507-0651.

Are you too busy?

I'm busy Lord.
Surely you can see the thousand
Things that wait for me.
The dishes still lie in the sink,
I cannot stop to pray or think.
Lord, I know you understand.
You gave those children to my hand.
And know they cry and need me so,
Lord you understand I better go.
Now I’ve got them all to sleep,
I better dust and mop and sweep
I must thaw out the meat for stew
and the ironing is long overdue.
And kindly my Lord answered me.
“Why do you from my presence flee?
I have so much for you today
My child I want to hear you pray.
I love you child, I want you here,
To rest and listen and shed a tear.
For what if Paul had stopped so say,
‘Lord I’m too busy to write letters today.’
Know my child, I’m what you need
Through household duties you can speed.
Yet when you’re through there’s emptiness
If this quiet time you miss.”
Oh thank you Lord for showing me
how much I need to wait on thee.
For what’s an undone dish or two
compared to sharing time with you?

By Nancy Stilwell