Special Message For You From Founder And President Of FGGAM, Dewey Moede


Dear Family of our Lord Jesus Christ,

My life is worth nothing unless I use it for doing the work assigned me by the Lord Jesus. Acts 20:24

Amen! My life verse! I so love my Lord and my Sharon and kids! And you my friends! Amen!

Than you for coming by for a CUP!

I am so verysorry that I did not get a CUP out yesterday. We are so busy we could use 2 full time people, but the Lord does not show me that! So we go on……….

I wrote this last night before going to bed……….

Today has sure been a day that the Lord had an entirely different day than I had planned, just finished now from very early this morning..sorry I did not get the Daily CUP out today, Lord Willing I will do in the morning. Praise God for what He did with this day and all days. I am learning everyday just go with the Lord and His plan, it astounds me the things He does, I have to stay out of the way and be obedient even if the ride gets going in ways that are so unlike me, He is still changing me.

Make sure you get your rest when you weary, you may not hear  God.

God will direct your every word and every step, through the landmines of life.

I have a book mark that Birga from AM730 game me, on it is a quote from a young man from Albuquerque that died in a plane crash. Conner Porter and his father Pat were tragically killed on July 26, 2012 in a plane crash in Sedona, Arizona. Before his death young Conner wrote this on April 11th, 2011, “I need to have a strong relationship with God and Christ to have a good life. That does not mean I will have a successful or happy life, but I do know with that I have a purpose. With purpose there is a sense of fulfillment and I am able to be content no matter what life throws at me.”

A message of life with Jesus Christ for us all……….

Please pray……..

This is from Barbara Gould of Emmanuel Ministries in Albuquerque and Rio Rancho, this has already started today, but please pray over this prayer gathering, it is held every first Saturday of the month in Albuquerque! Praise God!


Pray for Bob and Wanell Pate who are in Nashville this weekend visiting family.

Please continue to pray for Sharon, as she is also in Nashville at a nurses conference!

Please pray for protection for my whole family please, specifically for our son Lars who is preparing to graduate from Columbia in Chicago on May 18th! Thank you! We pray that he now finds a job in cinematography. Amen! Dewey and Reno napping

Happy Birthday to Ken Widelski of Virginia! Ken and his lovely wife, Naomi, sow into FGGAM each month! They have been a supporter from the get go! We are thankful for all the folks like Ken and Namoi who sow into FGGAM each month, to fuel this ministry, to reach one person at a time for our Lord Jesus Christ! Amen!

Today we also Praise God for the life of Jennifer Snelgrove who turns 26 today. Jennifer is from Edgewood, New Mexico! Jennifer is the daughter of Glenn and Kelly Snelgrove our dear friends here at FGGAM!

Kelly writes for us! Read her Word For The Day right here:


Kelly’s Word For The Day~

By the way Kelly said this about my recent sermon, last Sunday at Emmanuel Ministries in Rio Rancho, :”Jesus Rocks The House” is a bold and powerful sermon. Thank you Pastor Dewey Moede, for sharing the life and message of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.”

Please listen to this message that God gave me to give to you and the World! Amen!PLEASE SHARE IT WITH YOUR FRIENDS!! WILL YOU DO ME THAT FAVOR?

Jesus Rocks The House’ By Dewey Moede – 4 – 27 – 14

Now I have to share with you some mail we have gotten here at the CUP and FGGAM.ORG!

I hope you like this….it was just what I needed to read this morning!


Sonja Haldeman in Surprise Arizona

You are on the path of My choosing. There is no randomness about your life. Here and Now comprise the coordinates of your daily life. Most people let their moments slip through their fingers, half-lived. They avoid the present by worrying about the future or longing for a better time and place. They forget that they are creatures who are subject to the limitations of time and space. They forget their Creator, who walks with them only in the present.

Every moment is alive with My glorious Presence, to those whose hearts are intimately connected with Mine. As you give yourself more and more to a life of constant communion with Me, you will find that you simply have no time for worry. Thus, you are freed to let My Spirit direct your steps, enabling you to walk along the path of Peace.

Luke 12:25-26; Luke 1:79


Thank you Sonja it speaks to me! I receive it! Amen!

I shared it with Wanell Pate and she responded this way………


How absolutely awesome. I want to get to that place where I simply have no time for worry. I truly believe I am on the path of His choosing, I need to accept all things He has for me, not just the ones I agree with.

You are an example of celebrating the present and therefore not worrying about the future (too much). You have not forgotten the Creator and are very aware of His presence.

I pray you have a blessed day and week ahead. I am praying for Sharon and her trip to Nashville.

Love and blessings,


I Preach all the time how we need each other, the body of Christ, to encourage each other, to look out for each other! Amen! There is a family at the CUP that has been together for 17 Yerts, there is a family at FGGAM.ORG that is reaching on some days 20,000 people! Amen PRAISE GOD! Come on folks we are just a little bitty ministry operating out of our house and LOOK WHAT JESUS HAS DONE!!!! DO YOU SEE IT????? LET’S CELEBRATE THE WORKS OF THE PERFECT AND ONLY GOD!!!! AMEN!!!!!

Many of you know my life verse, I used it to start off the CUP today……Acts 20:24……..this is my other very favorite verse: Kind words are like honey—sweet to the soul and healthy for the body. Proverbs 16:24

The following was sent to me yesterday by Stepehn Bockemeier a Christian leader here in New Mexico:

This devotional is for you – as you are living out its message every day. God bless.

Avoiding Self-Based Faith
TGIF Today God Is First Volume 1, by Os Hillman
“We live by faith, not by sight.” – 2 Corinthians 5:7

Over the years I have run into many businessmen who make the statement, “Whenever I get things in order in my business, I want to get more involved in ministry.” What are these men really saying? They are saying that as soon as they can get the amount of money that creates security, they will trust God. They are saying that what they have been doing to date has not been ministry. This separation of “work and faith” is common among our culture. We fail to understand that life is sacred to God and there is nothing “holy” and nothing “sacred” in itself.

I would love to hear one workplace believer say, “I have spent my life in this business. The Lord has blessed me with great resources. But now God has told me to give away my wealth and to trust Him to provide for me through new ways.” Wouldn’t that be a novel concept? That is exactly what C.T. Studd, the great cricket player in the 1800s, did. He was reared in a wealthy home, but his deep conversion experience led him to take actions that forced him to trust God in ways he never had to before. He became one of the great missionaries of all time.

Whenever we seek to plan ways of ministry that depend on our ability to manipulate and plan outcome, this is not faith. The ministry that comes from this will be minuscule. Faith that bears fruit is faith that is born from experience with a living God. It is faith that says, “I don’t know where the next check is coming from. All I know is that God told me to do this and trust Him for the next step.” That is faith that moves mountains and moves God’s heart. God rarely allows His servant to see beyond the next faith step. However, those who are willing to take the first step and leave the outcome to Him see His works.

“Others went out on the sea in ships; they were merchants on the mighty waters. They saw the works of the Lord…” (Psalm 107:23-24).

I cried as I read this Stephen……it is my life…..Acts 20:24.Thank you for sending this Stephen, it goes on the wall of my office! Amen! Love you bro!

I was telling Stephanie, who lives in Albuquerque, that I pray for her every morning! I want you to know that we pray for all of you that read the CUP and come to FGGAM, we know some of your names but not all, but the Lord knows all! Amen!

Please now enjoy…………

A Cup with Melvin will change your life………..
By Lynda Elliott

Last year about this time, I encountered the most amazing man. Meeting him was the turning point in my holiday season. It all began when my friend, Carolyn, and I met for breakfast in downtown Little Rock on the Friday after Thanksgiving, the busiest shopping day of the year. Red and green lights twinkled around the door and windows of the Satellite Café on Kavanaugh Street. Jingle Bells was playing over the radio on the counter.

Even at 8 a.m. there was a waiting line at the café. Customers stood in groups, chattering and rubbing their cold hands together, waiting to share a hot breakfast and more conversation before swarming into the stores for bargains. I could feel the cheery excitement of the holidays, but it was laced with the usual stress that spoils the season with layers of anxiety and fatigue.
Finally, Carolyn and I were seated by a large window. Colorful ads spilled from the newspaper someone had left on our table. As I folded the newspaper, I noticed that it had begun to drizzle outside. “Oh, no,” I groaned. “We’re going to be dashing around in the rain. Shopping will be messy today!” I sighed and picked up a menu.
“Every year,” responded Carolyn, “I promise myself that I won’t get into a frenzy the next year, but I always find myself stressed to the hilt all over again. It’s crazy!”
Then, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed an elderly man on the other side of the window, making his way carefully down the sidewalk. He was carrying a black umbrella in his left hand, sheltering himself from the rain, and balancing several brooms on his right shoulder. Beneath a thin gray coat, he was dressed in a plaid flannel shirt and brown pants. A striped ski cap protected his head and thick glasses covered his eyes like a shield. As I watched, he smiled and stepped politely aside to allow a couple to rush by.
“Who’s that?” I asked Carolyn.
“That’s Melvin. He’s been walking these streets for years and years. I’ve heard he put several of his children through college selling those brooms. He’s almost blind and in his seventies, but he keeps on keeping on. I don’t know how he does it. Everybody buys brooms from him.”
Just then Melvin ducked through the doorway into the restaurant. Waiting customers smiled and cleared the way for him. A few shook his hand. Others patted his shoulder as he moved quietly from table to table, smiling and asking, “Do you need a broom today?” Several patrons bought from him and rose to stack their new brooms near the doorway. Suddenly the Holy Spirit spoke to me: Interview him.
Instantly I was energized. When the elderly gentleman approached our table, I made a purchase, then said, “Melvin, I’m a writer, and I wonder if you might let me interview you. I have a hunch that your life is very special.”
Melvin paused and thought for a moment. Then he smiled. “I’ve been asked to do a lot of interviews and I’ve always said no. But this time I’m going to say yes.”
We set a time to meet at the café the very next Friday morning for breakfast. I felt unexpected anticipation, almost as if Melvin might be bringing me good tidings of great joy. After all, it was the season for it!
Exactly a week later, when Melvin and I met, it wasn’t raining as before, but it was windy and cold. Melvin shook my hand at the front door. “It’s a blessing to get a good, hot breakfast on a cold morning, isn’t it?”
We both ordered the Satellite special — fried eggs, sausage, bacon, grits, biscuits, and jelly. Somehow it seemed like a morning for extravagant eating and celebration!
Melvin took a sip of hot coffee, then sat straight and tall in his chair. “There’s one thing I need to make very clear about this interview,” he announced. “I’m a Christian and I love Jesus. That is the most important thing. My mother died when I was born. I never knew my daddy. My grandmother raised me and she was a wonderful person. I’ve been married to one lady for 45 years. Jesus has always been good to me. I owe everything I am and have to Him. I’m a thankful man.”
This is a man with a message, I thought, grabbing my pen and notebook from my purse.
When the waitress brought our overloaded plates, I asked Melvin about his eyesight. “I was born this way,” he replied. “I can see a little bit, but my wife, Dorothy, was born totally blind. People didn’t think we could make it, but we’ve raised five children. She was even the first black woman to get a music degree from the university. The Lord has always given us work. Before she retired, she taught music to handicapped children. Me, I’m 72 and still working. I can’t see much, but I don’t feel handicapped because God helps me do whatever I need to do.”
The words of Paul echoed in my mind: “I can do everything through Him who gives me strength” (Phil. 4:13). With his poor eyesight, his love for Jesus, and his determined spirit, Melvin was living proof of that verse.
Enthusiastic and eager to talk, he wrapped his hands around his cup of coffee. “I’ve been happy in life because I made up my mind when I was a very young man that I wanted to help people. Life’s not about what somebody will do for you. It’s all about what you can do for somebody else. I love God and I love people.”
Suddenly I was curious. This dear man could hardly see. Selling brooms on the streets of Little Rock could not be financially lucrative. Melvin was the one who needed help! “So how do you help people?” I asked frankly.
He sat up proudly. “Every morning, unless it’s under 30 degrees or snowing, I wait on the corner for my bus and pray that God will send somebody that day who needs my help. Then I watch to see whom He sends across my path. Even a smile or a kind word helps people in this rough old world. I feel like I’m successful in life because God always sends people I can help.”
As he buttered a biscuit and covered it with jelly, I began to feel as if the coffee shop was holy ground. This man had it all figured out. He was calm and secure. I could feel the peace of the Holy Spirit coming from within him, even in the midst of a busy coffee shop. He wasn’t fretful or anxious like the rest of us…well, like me! Had I actually complained about the opportunity to go Christmas shopping? He navigated the crowds and the weather every day without complaint.
“Has anybody ever helped you along your way?” I asked.
Melvin paused and smiled. “Yes, once somebody gave me a new pair of shoes. But that’s not the important thing. What’s most important is, ‘Whom have I helped?’ People keep saying, ‘Melvin, you’re an old man. Why do you keep selling those brooms?’ I tell them these brooms are my lifeline to people, and I’ll keep carrying and selling them as long as I can.”
“Tell me about your children.”
“Dorothy and I put two of them through college. Two died and one is not as close to the Lord as he should be. But prayer — that will make the difference. Jesus suffered for us, so why shouldn’t I suffer over my child?” Then he added confidently, “I believe my child will return to the Lord.”
“How would you like your children to remember you?” I asked after my new friend took one last bite of fried eggs. A tear slid down from behind his thick glasses. “I want my children to remember that I was always there when they needed me, that I was a family man. I want them to remember that I loved Jesus, and that I never let them go hungry. I want them to believe that I was a good man.”
I reached across the table to touch his hand. “I know they’ll always remember you exactly like that.”
He pulled out a handkerchief and wiped his eyes. Then he looked straight at me. “You know, you should never expect somebody else to do more for your children than you do. I’ve been there every time my children needed me, just like Jesus has always been there when I needed Him.”
“Melvin,” I said as the waitress appeared with our check, “the world would be filled with happy children if they all had fathers like you.”
He gestured toward his brooms propped by the door. “I don’t worry and I’m not afraid of anything. I have peace of mind. I’m grateful for whatever God does. If I sell one broom, I’m thankful. If I sell ten brooms, I’m thankful. God has shown me that my family will always have everything we need. It’s not about money. It’s about God providing. I always tell Him, ‘Whatever You want is what I want.’”
The strong impact of gratitude on Melvin’s life, and on those around him, was impossible to miss. There was much he could have complained about. Instead, he chose the path of gratitude and service. As Melvin and I hugged and parted ways that December morning, I knew my holiday would be more focused — and more filled with gratitude — because of him. Once again, God had sent Melvin somebody to help!
And as I pulled out of the restaurant parking lot onto the holiday busy street, I remembered my conversation with Carolyn the week before, complaining because it was raining and we had to go shopping. I had been so ungrateful. No more! By God’s grace, I was going to be intentionally grateful – like Melvin.

Thanks to Darlene Quiring for or sending this story to us! Amen!

For God’s Glory Alone in the love of our Lord Jesus Christ, Dewey, Sharon, family and FGGAM Team!

Let us please, keep praying for each other and our families! Let me know by email that you are praying Amen!

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