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Thursday, October 28, 2010

A Country Preacher

A Country Preacher
by Beverly Pearce 


A seed was planted today
 This i know
By a country Preacher
And a new brother strong

Into boys hearts who Somehow lost their way
Their mama's taught them 
a long time ago
 About God's love on Calvary

But a few wrong turns 
Away from the Cross
Left them to bear
Life's burdens all alone.

A seed's been planted today
By a Country Preacher
Whose been down their road

A road of confusion 
And unhappiness
A road of darkness lives
Where there is no rest

With the Preacher
A new convert came along
He did not HIDE his light
Nor wait TOO LONG

Only time will tell
Where that seed will go
Mothers, let us pray
It will explode and bloom
Thanks to a Country Preacher
In a lonely room

this Poem hangs in the library of Don Holder
Minister of Alcohol and drugs
Boone, North Carolina

 

Monday, October 25, 2010

The House of Spirits

Wow, I just finished reading my daughter in law's version of the experience they had in my chalet on Beech Mountain, N.C. I was not there at the time because I was called to help my aging mother in Bradenton, Florida. I was to be away while my youngest son stayed behind to man the fort.. He was attending college in Boone at Appalachian State. He had met a wonderful girl there in one of his classes who later became his wife.

At first when i was called out of town i did not want to leave the home to the college kids but Josh friends told me they would keep it neat and clean. Josh was to get some rent from them to help bevpearce1@gmail.comwith expenses.

One night I received a call from Joshua and he was all shook up. He told me that a terrible ghost like man had tried to kill Maritza with a long knife and that when he woke up to hear her crying and was trying to comfort her they both saw a DARK GRAY CLOUD OVER NEAR THE CLOSET Then he went on to tell me that the Ellis family who had lived there for generations had known for some time that Satanic worship had gone on in the house. A young woman we all knew who worked at the Police station up on Beech was renting the home for a while when she got so scared one day she called the police who searched the whole place and found signs of devil worship under the house.

All the while i lived there as a single woman alone I never saw anything because i was always having prayer meetings, Bible study, and cottage meetings from the small Baptist church i attended down in the valley town of Banner Elk. When winter came i started going to an all charismatic fellowship at a country inn with a really turned on dynamic Pastor. but this night i decided to call the Baptist Preacher down in the valley and ask him to go check on my son and the house and pray over it.He had a ministry for young college students as he used to be a wild kid himself.

Well, Don Holder drove up there with a new convert from AA and they sat and talked with the boys for about two hours. I do not think Maritza was there as she had her own apt in Boone. I also made some phone calls and found that my chalet had become party headquarters on Beech Mountain while I was gone.

I cut my visit short with Mom and rushed on home to get the charismatic members of my new church called The Mountain of Salvation to come over and exorcise the house.One lady was really scared but came anyway and brought her rosary with her.

Joshua who had attended a private Christian school from kindergarten thru 7th grade knew about spiritual warfare and he knew also that living a lifestyle not pleasing to God would invite evil in. I had always felt it strange that the people we bought the home from left in such a hurry. They never came back for precious artwork left on the walls or the linens and comforters that the Real estate office told us they would be back for.

Before my church people came one night after i returned home the attic door upstairs next to Josh room began to rattle fiercely..I went up the stairs and saw the sliding bolt on it moving as if someone trying to get out..I got so scared so I went and got my BIG GIANT GERMAN SHEPPARD MINDY out of the doghouse on the deck and took her upstairs with me and a big roll of DUCT TAPE TO PLASTER ALL OVER THE SLIDING BOLT. then called my Pastor who said to keep Christian radio on all night and take my Bible to bed. I read the Bible out loud and was able to fall asleep.

Next day in the evening about six of my brother and sisters in Christ came to cast out the demons.Pastor Haste Harrold could not be there due to another meeting or being out of town. He had trained us all in spiritual warfare and I was even a liturgical dancer at the time trained in the warfare dances. We did it by using every Scripture dealing with the authority the believer has and we also prayed in tongues which is a MIGHTY WEAPON FOR ONLY GOD AND THE ANGELS UNDERSTAND. The DEVIL DOES NOT UNDERSTAND TONGUES.

tHERE IS WAY MORE TO THIS STORY BUT I will not relate it now. I do know this. there is no such thing as a real ghost. Anything we see that may resemble a spirit is really a "familiar spirit which is in fact a demon in Satan's army. Lucifer, the brightest and most beautiful angel in heaven was cast out of heaven by God and he took all his followers with him which are his agents here on earth. There are forces of evil in the world and these are all Satans army. He comes to kill rob and destroy all he can. He does this by tempting us to do things we should not be doing. God wants us to l live a pure and holy life. i will post a poem that i wrote shortly called "THE COUNTRY PREACHER" You know those miners that were trapped for 69 days...several of them were unfaithful to their wives. one said in a magazine I read "I SAW THE DEVIL AND I SAW GOD AND I REACHED OUT FOR GOD...jESUS SAID " I have come to give LIFE and give it abundantly. FOR THE WAGES OF SIN IS DEATH BUT THE GIFT OF GOD IS ETERNAL LIFE THROUGH CHRIST HIS SON...AMEN AND AMEN

Saturday, January 23, 2010

The Blizzard of 1993 "STORM OF THE CENTURY"

Not since 1899 was there a storm like it. the massive blizzard of 1993 that swept through the Appalachians with brutal fury. Roofs caved in, 500 deaths in southeast.

Where I was on Beech Mountain, eastern America's highest incorporated town, over two hundred were stranded at the slopes. Many ski Beech lifts had to be evacuated and those who tried to hike home because their cars were covered with snow succumbed to hypothermia. they were rescued by our mountain police.
The pelting of snow and high winds were relentless. As I stood watching the fury out my double pane storm windows i realized that my husband and son may not be able to make it home.Joshua was in the valley town of Valley Crusis My all weather police radio was telling me how couples were being separated from one another all over the mountain. Stranded everywhere. Big ten car pile ups up at Fred's country Store.
A call came in from my husband who was in charge of the Ski Beech Security team of about twelve. "Bev, listen...I cannot leave my men. we may lose power and this may be my last call to you....we are running our three snowmobiles to take the women and small children home first and may run out of gas.....
If the roof begins to go, Bev take that key to the Delongs house nest door and go over there....they have a new roof. " "BOB WHAT ABOUT THE DOGS" (we had two big dogs and two cats) "Never mind the dogs Bev, you have to save yourself" Click...he hung up...guess he was so busy.
Well, no way i would trek next door in pitch darkness trying to fight a rising snow drift and did not know what sort of heat they had or anything.Not only that I was not about to leave my beautiful 10 year old German Sheppard "Mindy" who would gladly give her life to save me" nor would i leave her son, Bozo a mixed breed of part lab and the two cats. I might not make it through the heavy snow drifts and the wind as houses on Beech Mountain are wide apart. Gratitude filled my heart as i was all cozy with the state of the art wood stove my Dad had bought for us. We kept enough wood at all times to last two weeks or more....and more was stacked with a tarp over it on the front deck...I was grateful for all the training Bob had given me with the Coleman lantern, the beautiful oil lanterns we had in every room, the down sleeping bags used for camping in freezing weather in case we lose all heat..The purpose of our wood stove was in case of a BIG STORM SUCH AS THIS..Then he trained me how to work the wood stove which was really tricky. Lots of things could go wrong. the homes were all made of wood, so one had to be careful to have a slow fire and keep it going. As i kept feeding the logs into the fire, settling myself right in front of it where I would stay all night long ....for it was not long before our phones went dead and all power went out all over our mountain. It was really SCARY TO BE ALL ALONE....especially with windows rattling and whole house shaking and the special radio telling me that the news of a shelter roof caving in in Newland, next town from us. They were trying to evacuate the people in the shelter..I thought of what Bob said about our roof. "Please dear Lord, keep our roof from caving in and keep me and my dogs and cats safe"
Dosing off and on as i was too excited to sleep and knew I could not let the fire go out ....I also knew the heat tape around the pipes would not be working so pipes could freeze so I let a small drip go in all faucets that Bob had also trained me to do and that would keep our pipes from freezing. Our lazer propane heater had gone off hours before.
Once when I loaded a piece of wood that was too fat to go all the way in the wood stove opening, it got hung up and would not go all the way in and HALF of it was on fire...I had my fireproof heavy gloves on thank GOD...and yanked it out and quickly opened the front door with other hand and pushed my way over to railing of deck and tossed it into the snow..."Good work, Bev, i thought Bob did not teach me that one"
Morning came and we were totally snowed in. Storm was over, sun out, i had a time trying to remove enough snow to let the dogs go poop on the front deck...No phones were working. radio was going non stop about the storm's aftermath....gradually after one more night alone you could see people begin to stir and it was kind of funny too, One man was pulling his kid in a sleigh...with high rubber boots on and I asked from my deck what was he looking for as he was digging in snow right in front of my house..."Think i lost my ROLEX right here, he said..
When the phones finally came on Bob called me and said that his men had to all sleep on the floor and cots, no one could get home yet..cars buried, snowmobiles out of gas, roads not drivable and would not be for maybe a week and longer in remote places...I got a call from one of my rich friends on the golf course (those homes were mansions) their heat was OUT...they had no power and no wood stoves. "Bev are you freezing" "Heck no, this wood stove heats our three bedroom chalet perfectly" I am cooking scrambled eggs and making coffee on the cook top stove (wood stove has cook top)
This went on for two more days and on the forth day I saw a RARE SIGHT .....there was Bob coming down the street with two big black garbage bags that he had placed around his legs with big rubber bands and it had taken him all morning or half the day to get home from his security office at the slopes...

He started right in shoveling us out and when he saw what a good job i had done with holding down our fort, keeping our pipes from freezing, he said to me "BEV, I HAD MY DOUBTS ABOUT YOU HERE ALL ALONE, A SPOILED ONLY CHILD, FORMER DEBUTANTE BUT GETTING THROUGH THIS STORM ALL ALONE WITHOUT OUR PIPES FREEZING AND YOUR PRAYERS TO SAVE THE ROOF...THIS QUALIFIES YOU AS A TRUE MOUNTAIN WOMAN..i was so pleased that i never forgot those words and to this day I dream back of that moment and all the inedible mountain times i had in the most beautiful place I feel God ever made. And that is why i call myself "Mountain Woman" Josh made it home too from his friends home with all kinds of incredible tales to tell. There were so many people stranded on beech Mountain. Couples ran out of money for they could not fly home..had to wire parents for money. The hotels and restaurants could not serve as no one could get to work to serve anyone. We took in a couple whose windows had been blown out. and gave them the guest room as did many residents on our mountain. After a while there was still no school so the parents started a shuttle to take our kids who loved to ski up to the top of White Lightening ski slope and then pick them up at bottom and drive them up again...as no lifts were running and whole mountain was paralyzed...the locals had a blast on their inner tubes, sleds, anything they could find for days till the schools reopened..End of this tale.