“You are the salt of the earth,” “ Let your light so shine before men
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“You are the salt of the earth,” “ Let your light so shine before men
Photo Courtesy of Jan Spencer “You are the salt of the earth,” “ Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven.” Matt 5: 13, 16 THE LINE RIDER is published monthly by the Fellowship of Christian Cowboys, Inc., 3125 Maple Lane, Cañon City, CO 81212. Subscription: $45.00 suggested donation POSTMASTER: Send address changes to THE LINE RIDER, P.O. Box 1210, Canon City, CO 81215. All rights reserved. No part of this magazine may be reproduced except with the written permission of the Fellowship of Christian Cowboys, Inc. Editors: Lynne Schricker & Linda Scholtz Graphic Design: Annie Thomas CONTENTS August 2015 FEATURE ARTICLES 3 Brad Eveleth Testimony As Told to Tammy Hackens & Lynne Schricker O-B-E-Y - The Conclusion “You’re a liar and a thief, a liar and a thief,... 7 In Loving Memory Marvin “Tige” Reinhold June 22, 1929 - June 14, 2015 Dad was a gentle giant... MONTHLY COLUMNS 6 8 12 A Western Woman’s Heart: By Davalynn Spencer When You Least Expect It… Talk about being jerked backed to reality... Spotlight on Youth by Elli Ouelette Daniel Unruh We are not afraid to risk our safety, our body, and possibly our life... Bible Study: By Mike Shields, Sr. Get Up and Get Going The 4-wheeler in the bed of a pickup will go through the back window if not secured. 13 Down the Road: 14 Steer Ad: IN THIS ISSUE... It’s rodeo season and what better time to hear from our resident PRCA rodeo judge, John Kissel, who is our Down The Road columnist and cover picture for this month. Being imperfect salt shakers, we depend on the Lord to use our lives as seasoning for His work. Taking His Word to the far corners of our rural world and beyond is His calling for our lives. By John Kissell Peace Through the Round Pen Like it or not, we are in God’s round pen. Help the Fellowship of Christian Cowboys Brad Eveleth Testimony as told to Tammy Hackens and Lynne Schricker The Conclusion of the Brad Eveleth Testimony O-B-E-Y M y partners in the stool business got tired of writing those big checks to me so they decided to quit paying me. They hired some New York lawyers which means, expensive and mean. The only way they could beat me was to prove that my patent wasn’t any good. They looked through my patent details and said, “Aha, aha, we’ve got him.” They sued me for having an invalid patent and they wanted all of the money they had paid me. They sued me in federal court saying I had been cheating the FTC. They said that I had been duping the public because the patent wasn’t mine. They were suing me for big money and I would come home and cry in my pillow at night. I would pray the Psalms and say, “These bad people are trying to throw me in the pit.” I had to drive clear to Denver, Colorado from here in South Dakota every week to give my deposition. I would go to the federal courthouse, go down the long corridor into a room with the lawyers and a stenographer. They would ask me questions and after I would tell them the truth about what they asked, they would say, “You’re a liar and a thief, a liar and a thief.” It got pretty depressing after a while. One day my phone rang here at home and my lawyer said I had to come back one more time. They said they were getting ready to go to trial. The court requires that you his arms. It was all of the lawyer’s briefs from the case. The judge walked along the table, stopped and looked around a little bit and then walked up behind me. He stepped beside me and “boom” he slammed that stack of papers down on the table. Everybody kind of jumped, and he said, “Now that I have your attention, I was in my bible study this morning and I know what is going on here.” He pointed at the New York lawyers all the way around the table and said, “You’re a liar and a thief, a liar and a thief, a liar and a thief!” He said, “You’ll be sorry if you ever Photo By Roger Givens come into my court room if you have a settlement conference; they don’t get this settled today with this man.” He turned and left the want to see if you can settle this room and the New York lawyers before they spend so much monjumped up and said, “Let’s talk ey. So I took my attorney from settlement.” It ended up that I here in Rapid City with me and didn’t have to pay anything and we drove to the conference. they had to pay me. Ha, ha. This We went into the conferhad gone on for five years but ence room that had a long table God came through. “Thank you in the middle with all the New God, You sure showed up!” God York lawyers sitting around it. knew what He was going to do all We all sat there looking at each along and He did it in a fancy other. My lawyer said, “We’re way. On the drive home to Rapid here to talk settlement.” A New City my lawyer said, “I’ve never York lawyer jumped up and said, seen anything like that!” I thought “We’re not settling for one dime to myself, here I’ve been wasting less than you owe us!” I thought, all this time worrying, look well that’s about the end of the at all those tears I’ve wasted by settlement talk. We all sat there not just trusting God. staring at each other. Then God One day I went into lay showed up ! There was a knock at down on my bed for a bit to make the door. A lady stuck her head my plans for the next week or in and said, “All rise, the Honorable Magistrate, Judge Haggarty is so. I woke up in the middle of here.” We all stood up. This judge the night with the neighbors sitwalks in wearing a long black robe ting on my bed talking to me. I wondered what in the world was with about a ream of papers in going on? There was this fella Barbwire Brad at his booth. there that they said was an EMT with the fire department. Sally had called 911 because I couldn’t talk or get up. The next thing I know I was on a Life Flight to Sioux Falls, South Dakota. I woke up the next morning in the hospital room with all these strange people around me; I had suffered a serious stroke. I felt a lot of spiritual battles going on so I cried out to God, “God help me!” The next morning as I woke up, I could see angels sitting all around the room on the window ledges. I recognized Michael, the Arch Angel, and I thought, “Wow, God cares for me, He sent His number one angel to look after me and my family.” I looked at him and he winked at me. I knew that he was saying, “I’ve got your back buddy.” Sally told me I had come really close to dying and I thought, “God I’d rather be with you than here. Why didn’t you just take me?” God said, “I created you for a purpose, Brad, and I’m not done with you yet. I’m not going to tell you what the purpose is because you’d start working on it yourself.” I said, “You know me too good God.” He said, “You’d try to take credit for it.” ”When I got home I was sitting in my recliner and I said, “God, do you have anything to say to me, I’m listening.” He said, “Ok, you remember you said that, now, remember…. O-B-E-Y.” “I don’t want to hear any excuses, OBEY right away.” At church we would go up and sit in the balcony where all the loose end people sit. I would just start talking and ministering to them. God would say, “Go talk to them.” And I would think, “Ohhhh, God, I don’t know them.” Then He would remind me, OBEY. He said, “Somebody’s got to pay when you OBEY. Jesus paid when He OBEYed; and somebody’s got to pay if you don’t OBEY. I thought, “Wow, that’s a lot of responsibility on me.” The very next day, He gave me something to do that I didn’t want to do. I was in physical therapy. There was a PT nurse in the hospital that I called, Sarge. She was pretty tough. God told me to tell her something that I thought was a little personal. I told God I didn’t want to tell her anything. God reminded me to O B E Y. I said, “Ok, ok.” I went into the PT room that I called the “forest of despair” in the workout room. She was in there and I said, “Sandy, God told me something to tell you. This is from God, it’s not from me.” She said, “Ok.” About that time a big strong guy came walking down through the machines (which I called the forest) and I said to Sandy, “God said, ‘He’s not for you.’” She said, “Yeah, I know, He told me too.” Well, I had to laugh. God hadn’t steered me wrong. When I first had my stroke, I was in the hospital a long time. I had business cards made up, and when you turned them over, it asked if you knew if your name was in the Lamb’s Book of Life. The hospital chaplain told me he’d like to see that book to see if his name was in there. He said, “Where can I find this book?” I said, “God’s got this book.” He asked me how he could know if his name was written in there. I told him he would know. I said you’d know because one day you’d be walking down the street and God would call your name, “Hey Bob.” And you’d go, “Who me?” And God would say, “Yeah, you Bob, come over here. What do you say about my Son, Jesus? “Yes” or “No.” I told him you’ll remember that day when God calls your name and that’s when you just say, “Yes” or, “No.” The day you say, “Yes.” That’s the day you get your name written in the Lamb’s Book of Life. If you say, “No” you’re in big trouble, Buddy. I think every cowboy preacher ought to know to tell cowboys it’s not hard. When God calls your name, keep it simple; just say, “Yes.” It’s not hard, just say, “Yes.” I was always asking people what they wanted in a prayer request. This one lady said, “Oh, I want peace for my family.” I told her there was only one way to get peace and that was by knowing Jesus Christ. I asked her if she wanted to know Jesus and she said, “Yes she would.” I led her to Christ right then and there were several others came to Christ while I was there in the hospital. After I got out of the hospital, I went to the “Hills Alive Gospel Music Concert” in Rapid City, South Dakota. I’m incapacitated from my stroke so I was sitting in my wheel chair in a big tent handing out water. That was an easy job I could do. I said, “Ok God, what do you want me to do.” He said, “Just sit there and look down this walkway and I’ll tell you who to talk to.” I sat there watching hundreds of people coming along, and God said, “That guy.” He was a big guy with tattoos down his neck and a big green plug in his ear. I said, “Hey, you want some water?” He said, “Yeah.” I gave him some water and told him God had given me something to tell him. He bent down a little bit and I told him, “Your mother loves you and she misses you.” He just turned around and walked off to join his crowd of guys. In about fifteen minutes he came back. There were tears running down his cheeks and he said, “You’ll never know how much that means to me!” He was crying like a baby and I told him it wasn’t from me, it was from God. I told him he better go call his mother right away. He said he would. I’m praying I’ll get to see him in Heaven and his mother probably will give me a hug in heaven and she’ll say, “You sent my son back to me.” I’ll tell her, it wasn’t me, it was God. I was just doing the job He gave me to do. I was just OBEYing God. I know now I can do nothing by myself. Before my stroke, I felt like I was standing at the top of the hill, my life was all a downhill straight run. I had the world by the tail; I’d get a check in the mail every month, I had this beautiful home, a beautiful family. I had the world by the tail. I was a tough cowboy; I could ride any horse that came along. I told God I thought I could handle it from here on. About that time there came a bump in the road, Oh, there’s a curve that I didn’t see and boy did I end up in the ditch. Here I was after my stroke, I couldn’t stand by myself, I couldn’t even scratch my nose. I was in the hospital a long time. Even after I got home, I was really incapacitated. My left side is pretty useless, I can’t see out of my left eye even. I was just laying here in my chair making my plans. What am I going to do now, how am I going to make a living? God said to me, “What are you doing Brad?” I said, “I’m just making my plans.” He said, “I know you are.” So I just went back to laying there and He said, “What are you doing now?” And I said, “I’m just making my backup plans.” God said, “Good. I know you are!” Then God said, “Brad, I had a plan for you even before you were born. It was a very, very good plan.” I said, “Ok God, I defer to your plan.” And a peace came over me and I thought, I don’t have to worry about that anymore and I gave up on my plans. God said, “You always like to have a check list. Put this at the top of your check list, # 1, depend on God.” I gave up making my plans and now I just depend on God and try to O-B-E-Y.