How It Is That I Turned Away From Calvary Chapel

Posted by Michael La Framboise on Monday, October 17, 2016 In : Meditations 
Anyone who knows me, knows what an integral part the ministry of Calvary Chapel has played in my Christian life, and it is a fact of my spiritual evolution that I would never wish to underestimate or undervalue. Back in 1998, it was the voice of Pastor Bob Coy which cried out to me in the wilderness and set me once more on the path of the Lord. Through his radio ministry I was introduced to Calvary Chapel, and eventually I found Chuck Smith whose ministry was extremely influential upon my lif...
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Clouds Of Heaven

Posted by Michael La Framboise on Sunday, October 25, 2015
"Surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses...” Hebrews 12:1
   
    Then there were two.
    Nearly one year ago my grandmother joined my grandfather in Heaven. I stood beside her and told her how much I loved her, and how fortunate I was to have a grandma like her. But, I also encouraged her to let go of us and take that long awaited walk with her Jerry.
    In the final moments of the life of Wanda Lue Osborne I felt her bedside was far more crowded than it may have appeared to the eyes ...

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Don't Disturb The Roots

Posted by Michael La Framboise on Saturday, October 25, 2014 In : Meditations 
“Grandpa.” Oh, how I miss him, for his memory and faithful legacy are at the root of all that I am. 

When I was five, I remember watching the 1984 Summer Olympics and being fascinated by the gymnastics event on the rings. It was Grandpa who encouraged my athleticism and put up a pair of rings on a tree in his backyard where I could play, and pretend I was an Olympian. And there are so many other things I remember about him...

On a hot day he always had change for the coke machine at the chu...

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The Man I Called Grandpa

Posted by Michael La Framboise on Friday, October 25, 2013 In : Meditations 
I was very close to my grandparents, ever at their house or the church they had built together. Hardly a day could pass in my life when I did not see them. We did so much together. I remember Sunday afternoon lunches and mountain vacations; I remember spending the night at their house, watching X-files with them, and making homemade ice-cream for the Fourth of July! When I played football they were in the stands; and when I had an old broken down car to fix up, grandpa was there to hel...
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What Pastor Chuck Meant To Me

Posted by Michael La Framboise on Monday, October 7, 2013 In : Meditations 
This past week I have reflected on how Pastor Chuck Smith touched my life. I knew he was close to the end, but when the news of his passing finally reached me on Thursday morning, I couldn't help but shed some loving tears. I thought about what his ministry meant to me, and I remembered when it was and why it was that he touched me so deeply.

In 1998 I was still reeling from the loss of my grandfather, Pastor Jerry Osborne; and the turmoil that erupted at his church in the wake of his tragic a...

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