We arrived home last evening from Springfield, Illinois, after twelve days which are hard to describe – joyful, very interesting, full of the presence of God. Our new friend, Brenda, met us at the Springfield airport and took us to eat supper. Our flight was on American Eagle and was excellent. It took us straight from Dallas/Fort Worth to Springfield. Brenda brought us to a lovely Bed and Breakfast, the Flagg Farmstead, where we stayed in the Lincoln Room. We received tremendous encouragement and co-operation from the owners in every way. This lovely accommodation was given to us, and so was a rented car.
Saturday, April 21, Spoke three times at the retreat.
Sunday, April 22, private meeting of ladies at Brenda’s home. Three speaking sessions.
Tuesday, April 23 – free day – and what an important one. Carey and I went to the Abraham Lincoln Presidential Library and Museum in downtown Springfield. It was extremely meaningful to me, and I have never felt so closely connected with America. What a God-ordained leader. Thank you, my Lord and my God.
Wednesday, April 24. Evening meeting at Hope Evangelical free Church. Young people, coffee bar setting. Others, adult people came too. The power of God was there in an extraordinary way. Anointing. You gave power and authority and I exhorted the people in a way I have never before experienced. Lord, I offer this to you. Were you pleased, my Lord? I believe you were.
Thursday, April 25 To Champaign/Urbana (about 90 minutes drive from Springfield). Midday meeting at Meadowbrook Community Church. Monthly meeting of senior adults, but this meeting was open to the public. Four Mennonite ladies were there. “Why did she stop?” they asked a church member when talk was finished, “We could have listened all day.” But they could not really! It is always wise to stop. After the meeting Carey and I drove to Monticello where we stayed the night with Jon (Carey’s elder son), Pam and Emily – and we stayed the next night as well.
Friday night, April 26 was exceptional. Brenda and I drove to the University of Illinois Champaign/Urbana campus. At Stratford House we were served dinner by women students in this Christian residence. Wonderful time of discussion and fellowship. After supper we went to the church where a meeting was held for students and members of the public. This was a treasure. I underlined the need to forgive our enemies, or anybody whom we have not forgiven. Later a student came to me and said that he had not thought much about forgiveness before. “I have thought of five people I need to forgive,” I urged him to do it, soon.
All of this is deeply treasured.
Carey and I drove back to Springfield on Saturday afternoon, April 27. He has been well throughout. Thank you, Lord Jesus. Yesterday, Monday, April 30, Brenda took us to Lincoln’s Tomb. This was very impressive and fitting. We had some warm days at the beginning of our time in Illinois, but there were many chilly and rainy days too.“O teach me what it meaneth,
That cross uplifted high,
With One, the Man of Sorrows,
Condemned to bleed and die!
O teach me what it cost Thee
To make a sinner whole;
And teach me, Savior, teach me
The value of a soul!”
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The adventure started forty years ago when I came to know my close Dutch friend Romkje de Graaf-Fountain who started the Dutch branch of Youth with a Mission. Our prayer times together led to important decisions, one of these my becoming Corrie ten Boom’s assistant. Romkje married Jeff Fountain http://www.schumancentre.eu/about/who-are-we/ from New Zealand and, together, they have spent decades in the European leadership of Youth with a Mission. This short description does not do them justice; I hold them in high regard in their work for the sake of the Kingdom of God and there is no room to describe that, but let me say that it was an honor, when Romkje extended the invitation to me, about a year ago, to take part as a speaker in the Women in Leadership Conference in Budapest and Jeff invited me to be a speaker at HOPE 2, an event of Hope for Europe http://www.hfe.org/
Budapest, Hungary, Tuesday, May 9 – Friday, May 13
In post-Christian Europe, the aim of HOPE 2 was to encourage a climate of hope among Christian believers, linking together people in similar ministries in different locations across Europe. Conference networks included artists, children’s ministries, church planting, church leaders, city ministries, disabilities ministries, environment and justice issues, Internet Evangelism, Evangelism in a New Age, Healthcare, Leadership Development, Least Reached Peoples in Europe, Muslims in Europe, Politics, Prayer, Research, Theology, Women in Leadership, Worship. Carey’s network was Theology, and mine Women in Leadership. It is hard to describe the challenges, initiatives, and individual people we met in Budapest. (Budapest was chosen as the site for the conference because Hungary the President for the first six months of 2011 of the Council of the European Union.) There were four days of conference. The first two days were held in the Budapest Congress Centre, and the last two in the many hotels at which the five hundred participants had lodging.
The Women in Leadership was such a joy. Women from about fourteen nations were present and I made some very interesting new friends. Their varied work is hard, and while their spirits were strong, many were tired, and some discouraged. It was a particular joy to see Ildiko again. She is one of the most radiant Christians I have ever known. My first encounter with her was in 1968 at the conference in England where I first met Brother Andrew and Corrie ten Boom. Ildiko was a Hungarian teenager then but she had a powerful story of the love of God. Her father was imprisoned for having Bibles in his possession in the communist years. Budapest in May 2011 gave us time to talk. She and many Christians in that formerly communist part of Europe have counted the cost of following Christ, and have paid the price. My soul and spirit were greatly strengthened. Early on I was beginning to see what I had long suspected, even before the journey plans were laid out – that although I believe my own message of total surrender to the will of our always loving and just God to be vital and life-changing for the greatest good, I was, in fact going to receive extraordinary blessing myself, something that went very deep.
It was during our days in Budapest that I was given one of the desires of my heart. Some years ago I became convicted about my negative attitude towards two nations, and prayed that I might be able to go to each country and kiss the ground (like Pope John Paul!) and ask God to forgive my former attitude and to bless the people. This took place in Northern Ireland (on behalf of the Irish Republic) nearly two years ago. I wanted the same for Germany, one of the countries where I was to speak. However, at the meeting of the Women in Leadership, I met Alexandra, who is German. I was not to know that a few days later in Germany itself the schedule would be so full of people and meetings, that I would have little opportunity to pray alone, let alone kiss the ground – but God gave a better solution! I asked Alexandra if I might make my confession to her, and to kiss her instead of the ground! She forgave me on behalf of Germany and we prayed together. We did this with great seriousness and joy. Those moments with Alexandra were very important.
Women in Leadership Conference, Budapest, May 2011
If you would like to see my talk at HOPE 2’s plenary sessions, please click here:
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The Czech Republic
The day the conference ended, we left Budapest on the afternoon train to Prague, Czech Republic. This was a slow train which stopped now and then on a journey that was to take nine hours! There were no customs barriers between Hungary and Slovakia or Slovakia and the Czech Republic. In fact one hardly noticed that there was a border. The European Union does not have them. This was the first time I had been inside any of the formerly communist European countries since the “iron curtain” fell in 1989 and I found myself looking with amazement at vestiges of buildings previously used by communist customs officials. The views of Slovakia and the Czech Republic through the train windows were bucolic, quiet and beautiful. Finally, after dark, the train doddled into Prague. I had last been there when Russian troops were in the country. Carey and I had one purpose for going to Prague – to see Marta again. She and I had shared accommodation in 1969 when we were both working for Brother Andrew in Harderwijk, the Netherlands, and became close friends. As you will probably know, the former Soviet Union and its Warsaw Pact allies invaded Czechoslovakia in August 1968, taking away in one sweep the “Prague Spring” under Alexander Dubcek. Marta was able to work in the Netherlands until the autumn of 1969 but then received notice from the authorities in Prague that she must return before a certain date or be counted by her country as a refugee. Although I had seen her twice after the invasion, I had not been with Marta for nearly forty years, when the train drew into the station on Friday, May 13. Would I recognize her from a distance? And then we saw each other and started to run, falling into each others’ arms. Over Marta’s shoulder I saw her kind husband, Pavel, for the first time. I cannot describe the joy! Marta and Pavel, who have two adult children, took care of our accommodation that night and the next morning we four went on a bus and walking tour of part of Prague, including the Jewish area and the Charles Bridge. Our visit to the Czech Republic was very short, but we saw a lot and had much fun together. Prague has become huge and was so different. Forty years ago Marta gave me a gift which I treasure. It is a small replica of the “cup of suffering” - see Jan Hus, http://www.tlogical.net/biohuss.htm - in the form of a gold pendant, and I treasure it, and what it stands for. Would I run the course of faithfulness if I were in a land of persecution? How much do I love the Lord Jesus? There was to be another gift this time too, from Carey, a ring set with Czech garnet in black silver. This has to do with our 25th wedding anniversary later this year!
Carey, Pam, with Marta and Pavel Holekovi at their home in Prague. Marta is a trained librarian, like Carey. Pavel is a gifted artist.
5:00 PM, Saturday, May 13 –After Marta and Pavel had served us all supper, Suzanne Peck arrived at their house to take us to the U.S. Army Post at Grafenwoehr, in Bavaria, eastern Germany, where her husband is an army chaplain. They have four children. Suzanne read my second book, Safer than a Known Way, ten or more years ago and has recommended it to many friends. She is a gifted leader of women and works with the Protestant Women of the Chapel, a ministry to the wives of active duty personnel in all the U.S. armed forces. It was through Suzanne that I spoke last spring at the Army Post at Fort Polk, Louisiana, and had a speaking part in the Protestant Women of the Chapel’s International Conference held in Dallas last November. Suzanne paved the way for me to come to Germany, where I had never spoken. Before this summer the only times I saw Germany was from the autobahns en route to somewhere else, usually Austria. We stayed with Steve and Suzanne and their four children on this night, and the next day gave me three opportunities to speak — in Chapel, at a specially-called meeting for women, and, briefly, at an award ceremony for the Army Post’s Awana children. This was a dream come true for Suzanne and me, that I might speak in Germany to men and women, but especially to the wives of U.S. soldiers. These women need our prayers and encouragement very much. Some husbands are deployed in war zones for years, and for many the possibility of deployment is always imminent. As well as the stress of danger-filled separation the wives care for their children and all the duties that would normally be shared with their husbands. Suzanne Peck, whose love and service to the women where she and Steve are sent in the world, is a woman whom I greatly admire in the Lord. I would like to be more like Suzanne in surrender and service, and I pray that the future will offer more opportunities to minister with the Protestant Women of the Chapel wherever in the world opportunity presents itself.
Pam and Suzanne Peck, May 14, 2011, Grafenwoehr, Germany
Awana Club’s Award Day, U.S. Army Post, Grafenwoehr, Germany
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In the late afternoon of Sunday, May 15, we were driven to the nearest airport, Nuremberg, to take a flight to Amsterdam, the Netherlands. Linda Smid picked us up at the airport, a fact for which we were particularly thankful for by now we were rather tired. She drove us to Harderwijk in the central Netherlands where we spent five days with her and her husband, Jan. Harderwijk is the town in which I lived during the seven years (1968 – 1976) spent working with Brother Andrew’s mission, Open Doors. Carey and I have lost count of the number of times Jan and Linda have opened their home to us. They spoiled us with very good food, long sleeping times, a drive in the countryside and lots of talking. The four of us have much in common, including the stories of our marriages.
Monday and Tuesday, May 16-17 – preparation for the annual meeting of the Dutch board which I serve as an adviser, and attendance at that meeting.
Wednesday, May 18 – Lunch with several women friends from years ago. Thereby hangs a tale. Nearly thirty years ago, seven of us appeared (to our surprise) in a picture on the front cover of a leading Dutch Christian magazine, Opwekking. Two of us are no longer living, but five of us get together whenever I am in Holland. We start where we left off at the last time in sharing and laughing and eating. These women still follow the Lord Jesus with all their hearts, although life has dealt some of them some serious blows. What a joy to be with them again.
Pam with four good Dutch friends.
Thursday, May 19 – From 1:30 to 4:00 PM, 65th birthday celebration of Johan Companjen to be held at Immanuelkerk in Ermelo. This was an important time. The occasion was not only the celebration of Johan’s birthday, but also acknowledgment of his retirement as international director of Open Doors International. Anneke, his wife, received as many thanks as her husband at this really beautiful event which took the form of a symposium. The hours were full of memories, surprised recognition of many Dutch acquaintances from years ago, flowers, old friends, beautiful music, and good Dutch coffee.
On leaving this event my heart was full. I sensed a satisfaction that, again, was very deep. As I pondered why, I realized that in the first place my happiness was for Johan and Anneke (whose faithful work in Vietnam and with Open Doors throughout the world has been astounding), but there was something else. I had left the Netherlands rather abruptly with Corrie ten Boom in 1976, leaving my work at Open Doors with Brother Andrew without, in a sense, saying goodbye. I was to be away for seven years until after the death of Tante Corrie. During that long period of time, Open Doors had moved on. I realized that “the something else” I experienced at the farewell reception can best be described in a word which I always avoid using: closure. While there are memories, how can anything be truly “closed”?
I began to see that God was giving me another gift. I laid hold of all I had seen and heard at the beautiful event, realizing that Open Doors had chosen and kept to the best path ever. Fifty-six years after its founding by Brother Andrew in 1955, it still held the Bible, the word of God, absolutely central to the ministry. It had much evidence that God changes lives, that it is possible to know him deeply if we are willing to pay the price of discipleship and faith. And I saw again that the purpose and effectiveness of the ministry on behalf of persecuted Christians has spread worldwide in a way I could not have dreamed possible when I left on that plane with Tante Corrie in 1976.
Johan and Anneke, your farewell to Open Doors was mine too. I would not have missed a mile or an hour of the journey.
Friday, May 20, was spent in preparation to leave the centre of Holland for its eastern region.
On Saturday, May 21, we travelled to the city of Haarlem and received a warm welcome from long-time friends, Riska and her husband, Wim Schagen. Their apartment is situated near the International Church of Amsterdam where that evening I spoke to the women’s ministry gathering on the topic, “Trusting God through Life’s Adventures.” After spending the night with Riska and Wim, we were driven to the home of Ed and Betty Veldhuijzen-van Zanten in the town of Hillegom where we received another warm welcome. We were guests in their home for three days.
For many years Ed and Betty have been closely involved with the ongoing ministry (a lot of work!) of the Corrie ten Boom House in Haarlem. Betty has only recently handed over her work as guide coordinator to one of her guide colleagues. Volunteer guides are available to receive and welcome visitors to Barteljoristraat 19, the longtime home of the Ten Boom
family which contains a hiding place for Jewish visitors. (The Ten Booms shortened the name of the street to “Beje,” pronounced bay-yay.) The hiding place served to save Jewish lives until it was discovered after the family’s arrest on February 28, 1944, resulting in the death of four members of the Ten Boom family, and the imprisonment of Corrie and her sister Betsie in Ravensbruck concentration camp in Germany. Betsie died there of starvation; Corrie was released at the end of 1944 and returned to Haarlem, where she regained her health and began her world journeys as soon as the occupation of the Netherlands ended. See: www.corrietenboom.com
The evening of Monday, May 23, was a very happy one. The Corrie ten Boom House director Frits van Nieuwstraten hosted an evening of fellowship for the volunteer guides who show people through the Hiding Place. There was plentiful Dutch coffee and cookies and lots of close conversation and laughter (the guides take turns in showing people the old house, so their opportunities to be together are somewhat scarce). I think about twenty guides were present. Frits gave the guides (men and women) the opportunity to ask me any questions about Tante Corrie and her life that might help them in their work. Actually, I think they know at least as much about Corrie as I do, but perhaps they did not know me very well, so there were personal questions too, which I was glad to answer. We sang, we prayed, and Frits read for us from the very old Bible used by father Casper ten Boom. Here is a picture of all of us on that very happy evening.
At the Beje (the Hiding Place) with staff and guides
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Tuesday, May 24, 2011 we packed our suitcases and prepared to leave Holland.
On Wednesday, May 25, 2011, Mr. Ed Veldhuijzen-van Zanten drove us to the airport and after unloading our luggage we took leave of him at Terminal 1. Parking is a big challenge at Schiphol Airport, surrounded as it is by many cities, and full of an astounding number of vehicles.
Carey, who has had many months of health challenges this year, was with me all the time, giving strong and loving support. The following is an excerpt from his daily journal:
“Despite our attempts to avoid last-minute panic when flying, we felt nearly stressed out after we had checked in at Terminal 1 at Schiphol, Amsterdam’s airport, and were directed to another terminal to pay for an extra piece of luggage. I could have brought the bag on the plane but decided at the last minute to check it. This meant a long walk to find the appropriate office. We walked and walked and finally entered Terminal 2, but it was not clear how to find the correct office at which to pay. Right then we looked up and saw Frits Nieuwstraten, Beje director, walking calmly towards us. He had said he would “see us off,” but how did he know where to find us? We had thought he would be in Terminal 1. Frits took care of leading us to the appropriate office and taking care of the dispatch of our luggage. He gave us each the customary kiss and prayed for a safe trip home. This “present help” of God marked our trip all the way through.”
Arrived Dallas/FW Airport at 1:55 PM Wednesday, May 25, 2011. We were home.
Had it not been for Jeff and Romkje’s invitation to take part in HOPE 2 in Budapest, the rest of the journey would not have taken place.
We remember the goals of HOPE EUROPE 2011:
- To nurture a climate of hope
- To renew perspectives on the past and the future
- To be equipped to think and act as Europeans
- To promote body life: across cities, nations, continents
- To engage present issues
These goals are good ones to pursue in whatever country we live (with change of the last word in point 3 as appropriate) I pray for faith and perseverance to carry out these goals and to encourage others to do the same.
We sincerely thank each one of you who encouraged us to take this European journey, who prayed for us, helped financially (this also applies to our friends at every stop and stay we made where we received hospitality) and who undertook the care of our dogs and our home while we were away.
High in encouragement to me as I pursue the work of Pam Rosewell Moore Ministries is the present tenacity of the Christians with whom I lived and worked all those years ago. They are stronger in faith despite the Europe’s post-Christian culture. Their influence, by the grace of God, is wide and deep. I remain challenged by the maturity in Christ of all of them.
Another personal blessing of this European visit can perhaps be described as follows. During the past years I have sometimes puzzled about the question of my nationality! I am a UK citizen by birth. In the year 2000 I was granted US citizenship, believing I should play more of a part in the life of the nation where I have lived for the longest, and which has shown me so much grace and kindness. The UK recognizes dual citizenship US/UK. The US does not recognize my UK citizenship. But what about Europe? The influence of the European Union is far greater than when I left it. After these weeks spent in the EU, I see myself (for what it is worth, life is so short) as a European…one with much love and gratitude to the US, one with a special love for the UK, with an abiding love for the Czech Republic and a with a deep love for the Netherlands.
In my book “The Five Silent Years of Corrie ten Boom” I wrote the following, after agreeing, in the mid-1970s, to accompany Corrie ten Boom “for a short while” on her demanding travels:
“I was so concerned for my own happiness, and did not know that the future would hold undreamed-of privileges…”
When I wrote those words, I was referring to the seven years I was to spend with Tante Corrie, who died in 1983. Those years held privileges indeed. But even since those seven years, the “undreamed of privileges” have been countless. The half has never been told. It is my great desire and prayer that I will be faithful to God’s call to proclaim to whoever will listen that the wisest thing a person can do is to pray, with the Lord Jesus, “Father, not my will but yours be done.” That prayer cannot be undertaken lightly. It means full surrender and all that full surrender costs.
Since arriving home a rousing song of praise has often been in our minds. We had never heard it before. It was sung at the celebration in Ermelo, the Netherlands of Johan Companjen’s birthday celebration and his retirement as international director of “Open Doors”. Entitled “Glorie aan God,” “Glory to God”, this Dutch song is simple, and beautiful to us. Here is an Internet version (a lot less rousing, unfortunately, than the one we heard in Holland. Translation is mine, written quickly.
Glory to God (4x)
Praise be to the Lord,
He deserves all honour.
He is the Lamb who reigns throughout eternity.
His word is power, He has brought us freedom.
We worship and kneel before Jesus.
His throne is great,
His crown eternal,
He will be Victor over all sin, death and pain.
All the kingdom of darkness knows who Jesus Christ is – He is the Highest Lord!
Glory to God (4x)
Let it be known,
Through the power of His name.
All the earth shall be filled with his glory.
Satan trembles, for he knows Jesus is alive. Satan has lost and the Lamb will reign for eternity.
Jesus is Lord, Saviour and Lord,
He will triumph over sin, death and pain.
The whole kingdom of darkness knows who Jesus Christ is – He is the Highest Lord!
Glory to God (4x)
Reign with Him on His throne, His voice speaks love and He will fill us with His glory.
We will be holy and free, all tears behind us. There will be eternal joy with God.
And praise and worship.
Worthy is the Lamb, He shall be Victor over sin, death and pain.
The whole kingdom of darkness knows who Jesus Christ is!
He is the Highest Lord!
Glory to God.
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Friday, January 28 Morning, Freshman Chapel, Dallas Baptist University
Pam introduces the first of a three-part viewing
of “The Hiding Place” movie.
Saturday, January 29 Morning, Annual Ladies Birthday Brunch
First Baptist Church, Irving, Texas
February 11 Morning, Freshman Chapel, Dallas Baptist University
Pam brings closing at end of the three-part viewing of “The Hiding Place” movie
February 22 Day time, First Baptist Church, Dallas, Oasis Bible Study’s Ladies’ Meeting
February 23 Evening, First Baptist Church, Dallas, Oasis Bible Study Ladies’ Meeting
March 4 & 5 Christ Our King Anglican Church,
New Braunfels, Women’s Retreat at Genesis Ranch
March 11 & 12 Berean Baptist Church, Minneapolis, Women’s Retreat
March 25-27 Camp, Solvotna, Alaska, Women’s Retreat
April 13-19 Heritage Christian School, Bozeman, Montana, Several speaking opportunities
May 9-13 Hope for Europe, HOPE11, Budapest, Hungary
May 17 Board meeting in the Netherlands
June 15 Speaker for Ellis County, Texas, Christian Women’s Club
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As we leave 2010 I want to provide you with a ministry update. Please know how very much I appreciate the love, interest and help with which many of you undergird this ministry.
Some of you I know well; others are new to Pam Rosewell Moore Ministries, Inc., which came into being nearly two years ago.
Our mission is to inspire anyone who will listen to let God write their story and to trust that His way is “Safer than A Known Way.”
We work to bring about this mission through my five books, through speaking to groups large and small and through many personal encounters.
Events of the past year have included being speaker for the spring conference of the Protestant Women of the Chapel in Fort Polk, Louisiana. It was such a privilege to spend time with the wives of U.S. Army personnel, many of whose husbands were about to be deployed. Trusting that more ministry can take place worldwide in the future, I accepted an invitation to be a workshop leader at the International Conference of the Protestant Women of the Chapel in November in Dallas. Several local events made 2010 very interesting as well — for example, being speaker for the large fund-raising event organized by Friends of the Salvation Army, and receiving into our home a young man from Germany who at the request of German Christian publisher Hansler Verlag, spent several days working with me on a DVD on the life of Corrie ten Boom intended for German Christians. This was the finest interview in which I have ever been asked to take part. The DVD is due out next year.
2011 holds, among others, appointments in Montana, Minnesota, Alaska, and Budapest, Hungary, where I have been invited to speak at a Plenary Session and also to lead several devotionals for the women participants at Hope for Europe 2011. This is a humbling and great privilege. If you have time, please check the website: www.hfe.org and click on Congresses.
When I was a young woman I asked the Lord Jesus to help me serve him wherever he required. I had no idea, of course, about the adventures and opportunities which lay ahead, and which still beckon me.
Days are filled with e-mail exchanges, some of which include the providing of information about Corrie ten Boom on whose life and work a pure and holy unction still remains. The message of “The Hiding Place” has, in the main, not reached the young people of this generation. Many people under forty years old have never heard of it. I always look forward to presenting that movie to students at Dallas Baptist University at the beginning of each year at the invitation of President Gary Cook.
Without my gifted helpers, most of whom are volunteers, the ministry would not be possible. Patti, my administrative assistant, receives a small salary and so does Sarah, who keeps our financial records in order. Nan, who has helped me for years in the arrangements for speaking, works mainly free of charge. Jacque is the leader of a new intercessory prayer ministry on behalf of the many who request our prayers. We need more intercessors in this team. Please let me know if you would like to take part (by e-mail or in person if you live nearby). This week we have welcomed another Sarah, who has volunteered to help wherever she can and began working on a project the day after her interview with me. We thank God daily for His marvelous provision. The work takes place from our home in Waxahachie, Texas, which is sometimes rather crowded, especially when our dogs, Toby and Janie, are taken into account!
My kind and patient and godly husband, Carey, is the main supporter of the ministry. Whenever possible he accompanies me on work that takes me away from home.
It is vital that some changes be made in the work the Lord has given us. Many years have passed by since I have been able to write, and, honestly, to spend the necessary time alone with the Lord. Help is needed so that I can do a lot less administration and can stay with my main task.
Do please pray for us. None of this work would be possible without your help. We ask you to forward this message to any friends who would understand this mission, and to help make the ministry more widely known.
If you have already given to God through our ministry this year, please know how grateful I am for your support. If you have not, do please pray about supporting us financially. There are many expenses, the most important being the ability to pay my assistant a salary more worthy of her gifts, and to have her help for more than 3-4 hours each day. Also, Carey’s travel expenses are not usually included in speaking contracts. These are just a few examples.
If so led, please send your tax deductible contribution to Pam Rosewell Moore Ministries, P.O. Box 2644, Waxahachie, TX 75168, or go to the Contact button, click and see the “donate” button. Thank you.
Happy New Year 2011!
“I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year: ‘Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.’ And he replied: ‘Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the hand of God. That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way.’” M.L.Haskins
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From time to time I receive queries about an unsolved mystery — unsolved because there is no mystery. The event never happened. In answer to the most receive inquiry, I have copied below the letter I use to answer those who kindly ask me about the rumour. It was first sent to the Christians in Arkansas.
To: My brothers and sisters in Northwest Arkansas
From: Pam Rosewell Moore, companion to Corrie ten Boom, April 1, 1976 – April 15, 1983
I have wanted to be in touch with you for several years and am so glad to have that opportunity now.
In the twenty-seven years since the death of Corrie ten Boom on her 91st birthday, April 15, 1983, countless inquiries have reached me by letter, telephone and e-mail concerning a prophecy she is alleged to have made regarding revival in Northwest Arkansas. These reports vary in their descriptions of where and how the alleged prophecy was given, but all focus on a claim of nationwide revival starting in Northwest Arkansas.
I was Corrie ten Boom’s personal assistant and constant companion from April 1, 1976 until her death on April 15, 1983. During this time I lived with Corrie permanently. Her home was my home for seven years, whether it was a motel or somebody’s house when we traveled, or her rented house in California in the last years of her life. I accompanied her on all trips and was present for interviews and functions where she was featured. I can confidently say that I know what she spoke publicly from the time I became her assistant until a stroke rendered her incapable of speaking. We also spoke privately about many things, including her ministry.
No such prophecy was made during my seven years with Corrie. We never visited Arkansas together nor did she talk to me about such a prophecy previously made either inside or outside of Arkansas during the time period of April 1, 1976 – August 23, 1978. On August 23, 1978 Corrie suffered a serious stroke, one effect of which was that she lost her ability to speak. She was unable to travel or speak after that date, either publicly or to me privately. She died on April 15, 1983, without speaking again following her stroke. The overwhelming majority of the alleged prophecies include dates of the late 1970s and early 1980s. She did not speak during this time period.
Corrie’s previous companion, who was with her constantly for nearly nine years, has confirmed that no such prophecy was made between the years 1967-1976. Thorough attempts have been made to track down a purported video recording. There is no such video recording, nor film, nor audio recording.
My main purpose in writing to you is simply to present the facts, but I cannot resist, out of deep love and respect for Corrie ten Boom, the adding of a personal note. While I can certainly understand the deep longing and prayers of believers in Northwest Arkansas for true revival, I am mystified by this hankering after an unfounded rumor. Only the Lord can bring revival. In responding to this kind of rumor about her when she was well, Corrie herself would write words such as: “Revival is the work of the Holy Spirit, not Corrie ten Boom.” The descriptions in the reports reaching me are completely against her character and behavior.
I will be most grateful if you will assist me in the quashing of this false rumor. Thank you very much.
In God’s love,
Pam Rosewell Moore
Address: P.O. Box 2644
Waxahachie, TX 75168
Web site: www.pamrosewellmoore.org
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Twenty-four years ago today, this Saturday was not September 11, but Saturday, September 13, — our wedding day. The wedding took place at Rose Drive Friends, Church, Yorba Linda, California.
It was fun being a 42 year old bride! Living in California, I had no family near, so invited several friends to form a wedding committee. We all enjoyed working together on arrangements.
I had always wanted to marry, but the path God prepared for me to walk required that I be single for many years. As a girl and young woman with all the normal longings for the love of a man, and knowing that I was not to seek a husband but wait until the Lord brought one to me (should that be his will) I asked hm to help me. And he did. I undertook not to seek the attention of eligible Christian men deliberately. No perfume, for example, and not much make-up. And in order not to deepen the longing for something God had not yet given, or may not ever give, I did not read wedding catalogues or make a mental plan of what a wedding day would be like. I therefore had lots of surprises, all good ones! Certainly not every woman is called to do these kinds of things, but it was God’s way for me and I was sure of it.
When Carey and I met on January 19, 1986, the Lord gave us to each other. We knew very soon that we would marry, and, in fact, Carey never made an official proposal of marriage! Then, and these twenty-four years later, we take great joy in each others’ company. I always describe Carey as “an Israelite in whom there is no guile.” He is the kindest of men, and very romantic, a lover of words and of God. I must not make him sound perfect or nobody will identify with him! And, of course, he is not perfect. But of all the people I have met and worked with, it is only about Carey that I have prayed, “Lord, please make me more like him.”
(PS I have never attempted to write a blog before. I had some pictures to show you of our wedding day, but they uploaded like giants and submerged the text. Sorry. Thank you for reading this far!)
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The view through the bay windows of my small office at the front of our house in Waxahachie, Texas shows me huge cotton ball clouds moving slowly across the plain; crepe myrtle trees flowering bright pink sway in the strong breeze from the south. And all the earth is thirsty for rain. It is in this room that I do my work nearly every day. I wish you could be with me as I write. It is nearly time for tea!
This is an important and happy day for us, the day I have so looked forward to telling you about. I find myself in a new season in life and in the past months have been working on this new web site which I believe gives potential for growth of the work. Today is the day of its launching!
Early this year my board of directors helped me formulate our mission and vision statements:
Pam Rosewell Moore, author and storyteller,
brings hope by inspiring all to let God write their story
and to trust that His way is safer than a known way.
To see a world where strong storytellers for Christ are raised up,
and until their lives’ end proclaim that the living Lord Jesus is absolutely trustworthy.
It is my prayer that the Lord will be pleased to continue his blessing and anointing on the work, and that it be done from a position of rest in him, our living Lord.
I am excited about your joining me as associates in this work. Do please come back!
In God’s love,
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