Randall Culpepper
Been too long!
May 25, 2009
As for WLS, I have regained but am on the losing side again. I gained around 20 pounds. I won't step on the scale yet. I want to see this off in my clothes getting loose. That, to me, is the best weight loss scale. My mind has to stay focused and my hands have to control what goes in my mouth. I'm still a coffee lover, but I love my Crystal Light too. That helps with my water intake. I hate water, plain water. I can't tolerate it. I love my yogurt and love my protein shakes. I have to keep them going.
Well, y'all hang in there. It's been right at 5 years for me and life is still good. God makes life worth living. My wife and kids make it everything else! God bless and keep your heads UP!!
I DID IT!!
Aug 14, 2008
Love you ALL!!
Allison's Miracle!
Jul 02, 2008
As most of you know, Allison was in a bad 4 wheeler accident yesterday evening. From the time she was at
Start: Allison has been in a 4 wheeler accident. She hit her head hard. Randall called 911 before he got to the scene as they said she was hurt bad. She was throwing up, had a bloody nose and a bad bad headache. They took her by ambulance to
She is still throwing up after 2 different nausea meds and pain meds. Her nose has finally stopped bleeding. The left side of her face and eye are very swollen. The CT scan was done and the preliminary report, shows no brain trauma, however she has some facial fractures, the left eye has a spot on it and may have suffered injury and her sinus's are messed up (she has free fluid draining into her face from her sinuses), they are not quite sure what is going on with them. They have given her antibiotics and are trying to get her pain and nausea under control. She is being transported to
After seeing seven doctors at Children's Hospital last night, they decided not to do any surgery despite her having a broken nose and eye socket. All bones are in place and should heal on their own. The eye exam revealed no abnormalities. However she is still vomiting and they feel that is the result of a concussion. They admitted her and plan to release her tonight or in the morning if the vomiting stops. She has a black eye and a scrape above her left eye, some scratches on her hands and leg but no cuts. We noticed the natural color seemed to be coming back to her bruises already. We attribute that to all the prayers that went up. Allison and her boyfriend were on his ATV with Allison driving. She is inexperienced on an ATV but decided to tackle a mud hole. When water came up on her she lost control and the ATV flipped causing her to come off hitting face first on the ground. The ATV landed on the boyfriend but he was unhurt and able to get the ATV up righted. They were some distance from his home and he had the presence of mind to gather Allison, who was already up, and get her to help. It took about an hour for an ambulance to arrive. What a shame! She was taken to
Hi Randall,
I knew I should have stayed in
Brenda A
Take care and God bless.
Brenda A
I LOVE YOU MY FRIEND! You are telling the truth! THE PLAIN AND SIMPLE TRUTH! God healed her face last night.
Post Date: 7/1/08 7:16 am
Thank you Glen & Brenda for posting an update and for staying with Allison and Randall all night! God is so awesome and has performed a miracle in her. Things could have been much much worse!!! Please continue to pray for her healing as she has the few broken bones in her face and the concussion. But she doesn't need any surgery. PTL!! She just got up to move around and there was NO NAUSEA!! The doctors said that if the nausea is under control or gone that it may be possible for her to go home later this day or tomorrow morning. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE if you go 4 wheeling, be careful!!!! I know that sometimes things are unavoidable when riding, but take the extra time and talk with your families about being careful when riding, looking out for obstacles and being careful in general!! I work in a hospital and have seen some horrific and tragic things happen from 4 wheeling, so please be careful!! Give your kids and family members extra hugs today and everyday and make sure you tell them you love them!!! Thank you for your continued prayers!!!! I love you all!! Randall
I can't think you all enough for your prayers! There were 7 Dr.s JUST now that left her room. They said again that we received a miracle and that this could have been MUCH worse. They are continuing to monitor her and want her to sip on clear liquids. She has gotten up to potty with the nurse's help. The Dr. said she is so out of it because of all the nausea meds and pain meds they have given her. She just sipped on some sprite and is back asleep. I appreciate ALL of you and your continued prayers. She's gonna be sore for a few days, but THANK YOU GOD she is ALIVE and WELL!! As Lucy said, PLEASE MAKE SURE ANYONE ON AN ATV WEAR A HELMET! Life is so fragile, so are our babies! I have heard terrible things that can happen and the Dr. said she hopes this is a wake up call for both Allison and Tanner. I KNOW it is! It better be! LOL Allison has been awake enough to let me tell her about her miracle and she asked me what all they said. She KNOWS God has blessed her. Love you all! Randall
Carmen and Mr. John; Thank you BOTH for bringing Torey, Tanner and I lunch today! Thank you for my Starbuck's Latte, Allison's bear, flowers and for Torey's snacks and gum. I love you guys! Ya'll are SO special to me. Allison said she felt the Lord as we prayed for her. I'm sitting here with my Latte *heated up* and enjoying it! You 2 will never know what a blessing you are! I LOVE YOU!!! THANK GOD FOR THIS BOARD!!
Allison's Freckle:
The ophthalmologist came into her room while we were at the hospital. He said everything looked good and left. He came back with some gadget and said there was something in the file that he had not seen before. It said that Allison had a blood clot (he called it something else) on her eye and that if she did, it would not be good. But you know...Randall nor I were concerned. I felt peace and I watched Randall and he did also. He was not alarmed. The doctor looked into her eye very well and said "that is a freckle". The blood clot became a freckle. God healed that child's eye and left her with a reminder - a freckle - so she and we all will remember His awesome power and how He kept His hand on her through this. I praise God for Allison's freckle. By the way...Allison thinks that it is "cool". I just had to share this. Carmen Griffin
We sure did witness this didn't we Carmen? Another miracle! She just had 11 visitors to leave from Luverne. She's sitting up in the bed laughing and feeling better than she has since she's been here. Thanks for everything! Love you and Mr. John. Randall
Tonight, Allison is sitting up, talking on the phone, laughing, watching TV, eating and drinking normal. She looks rough, but could look rougher. God has certainly been good to us! Take that one devil!
I love you all! Randall
Never Compare
Apr 10, 2008
Our challenge today is to never compare ourselves with anyone else. We are never going to be like anyone else. We will never look like anyone else. We can try all we want but all we will come up with is an imitation. Imitations aren't real. They are all fake. If we compare ourselves to another, we will always come up short. Also, don't compare others. Never compare your children to other's children. Never compare your spouse to someone else's spouse. Comparing like that isn't healthy and you only end up hurting the ones you love or hurting yourself in the end. So, let's be US. Let's let our loved ones be themselves. Let's just be REAL!
So, who's up this morning? What cha sipping on? Me? I really and truly can't tell you what I'm sipping on. LOL I have one canister that I put the leftovers of coffee in when it isn't enough to make a full pot. When it builds up, I then make a pot. Whatever combination this is, is Harry & David and it is an AWESOME mixture! It may not sound good, but believe me, this coffee is really good. All mixed up! LOL I guess it's a lot like me!
Ya'll go out and make today an awesome day and just enjoy yourselves!
Your Future!
Mar 30, 2008
I had Blepharplasty
Feb 26, 2008
Thought I'd share the pics of my before and after blepharplasty on Friday, February 22, 2008. I LOOK ROUGH!!
Friday morning before leaving for surgery.
Friday afternoon sitting on my bed after surgery. About to get a few things together.
Failure or not.....
Jan 05, 2008
Love you all and ya'll ain't getting rid of me so easy. Yup! I know I'm wishy washy!
Coffee Talk, A Reality!
Dec 22, 2007
Now, there isn't a challenge today, just a heart felt reality post from me. I have been very sceptical to share this with you guys. Many of you have noticed my "EARLY" posts lately. I have been getting up at 3 or so. Well, as of this week, I have been "getting my feet wet" because I am in the process of purchasing my OWN Diner/Cafe. I don't believe you can "jinx" anything, and you guys know that I share pretty much EVERYTHING that goes on with me and the kids. I just didn't want to say anything until I was sure. I have really been praying about this and FIRST and FOREMOST, I will NOT be leaving the ministry or church. This place just fell in my lap so to speak. It is an established place (14 years) and the owner, a woman my age, wants to move home to Florida in June. She agreed to stay on untill June to teach me everything for just tips. We have a great bunch of coffee drinkers in the a.m. and this business does GREAT. The hours are 5 a.m. till 2 p.m Monday-Saturday. No dinner served, YET! LOL I have a vision for this place. That's what it takes! She makes a GREAT living with this small business. God is blessing me as the bank has said yes and it's just a slow process with appraisals and red tape paper work. I am getting it at a fraction of the appraisal. I ONLY want God's will, but I KNOW He wants me to be prosperous and I KNOW I can do both ministry and this business. It has been my desire to get off disability and as God is healing my body, I KNOW this is a reality. Please pray for me. I have a LOT of stress on me right now and trying to get over the guilt of not being able to volunteer at the church. That's my heart, but so is my own business. God will work it out. Thank you for letting me share this and thank you for letting me vent. Just pray for me and GOD BLESS you today. I am taking today for ME so I can finish my CHRISTmas shopping for the kiddos and family. LOL I've not had time for email or anything lately and I will catch up. I've been running between church stuff and the cafe and home life so I am pretty much whipped! LOL I'll catch up on the emails and that's a promise. I also will be continuing my coffee talk posts! That's a promise also! Can't stop this!
OH!! I forgot the SPECIAL part of this. If you all remember Miss Mattie, my 83 year old lunch buddy? It is named after her! Her son built this place and ran it for 4 years before selling it to the current owner. Can ya believe that? I will LEAVE the name Mattie's. She passed away this past March and I KNOW if she were here, she'd be having a coniption fit (her words) over me buying it. She'd be tickled. So it will remain, "Mattie's". Can you believe that!?
I'm enjoying some awesome Cinamon Hazelnut by Door County Coffee that our sweet Dayner Dee sent. Thanks Dana and I appreciate it VERY much!
Ya'll have a blessed day and GO FOR YOUR DREAMS!
Christmas '07
Dec 13, 2007
My Story
Sep 21, 2007
THIS IS MY STORY
By Randall Culpepper
I can remember at the early age of eight years old, momma getting us up on Sunday mornings to get us ready for church. We would get on the church bus and go to the Church of Christ across town. What excitement and joy it was to me to be able to go to church. I couldn’t explain it then, I just knew I loved church. It wasn’t long before daddy moved us from the city to the country. There were no houses around us, no friends close by, no more church bus to come by to pick us up. My brother, sister, and I would go out into the pecan orchard beside the house and “have church” on our own. I vividly remember how we would line the church wall boundaries with old wood we found in the yard. Our pews were made of wooden planks propped on cement blocks. Momma would let us use a table from inside as a pulpit. My brother, Michael, and my sister, Deborah, would take turns taking up the offering and I would do the preaching. Why would I be the one to preach? It just seemed so normal, no one else ever expected to preach. For some reason it was just “supposed” to be my job. Little did I know then that God had a purpose and a plan for my life. Jeremiah 29:11 says, “For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Little did I know God was working His plan for my life. A plan that I would later come to know and accept. Accept after losing all. Like Job. If I were to ever write a book, I think I would title it, “I Know Job”. Let me explain why as I tell you my story.
At the age of nine, we began going to a “different” type of church. I had never seen or felt anything like it. It was a little scary to me as a child, but I sure liked the atmosphere. We had started attending an Assembly of God. What a difference from the Church of Christ. I grew close to the Pastor and his wife. She began working with me and I began singing solos. I really loved going to church and Sunday School. I couldn’t wait to get there. Sometimes, Daddy would not go and we only had one car so we didn’t get to go either. This would hurt Momma so badly when she couldn’t go.
I remember very well in Sunday School one Sunday, hearing my teacher, Sister Marie Dubose, teach about the Baptism in the Holy Ghost. I knew about the Holy Ghost by this time and had seen him in operation in our church services. My momma had received him and I saw the change he made in her life. I would watch the services and see the awesome power of God manifest as people would shout and fall out in the spirit.
That morning, in that Sunday School class, I told Sister Marie about how I wanted the Holy Ghost too and couldn’t wait to get “it”. I would later come to know the Holy Ghost was a “He” and not an “it”. He is part of the trinity of the God Head. It was on that same day, in that Sunday nights service, that I would experience something that would change my life forever!
In the church service that Sunday evening, there was a mighty outpouring of the Holy Spirit. Everyone, it seemed, was worshiping and praising God. Before I knew it, I found myself at the altar feeling something I had never felt. It was that night, in that little country church at the age of nine ,that I was baptized with the power and infilling of the awesome Holy Ghost with the evidence of speaking in tongues as the spirit gave the utterance as according to the scripture in Acts 2:4. What a change this night made in my life, forever. I still remember today that feeling. I have experienced the presence of the
Holy Spirit many times, but the night I received him was an awesome experience.
Daddy moved us around a lot. I think we moved more than anyone ever did. At the age of 10, we moved to Union Springs, AL. There, our family met a Pastor of a local church, who had a huge impact on our family. My Dad would go to church sometimes, but he had not totally committed his life to God. After meeting Pastor Harold Daugherty, we began attending the Church of God. It was at this time that my mother felt the call of God on her life to preach. I can remember sitting, hearing and watching her preach. I wanted to do that. It brought to mind the days of my preaching to my brother and sister in our “brush arbor” of sorts. I knew I had to preach. I told Brother Daugherty of my feelings and can remember telling him I felt “called” to preach. What was I saying? Could I really be called to minister the Word of God? Little did I know what a powerful and life altering confession I had just made. Did I realize what I said? Did I realize the “call”? Yes! Even at the age of 10, I just knew preaching was what I had to do. That’s what I wanted to do. Pastor Daugherty’s exact words to me were to “pray and read the bible everyday”. He began to take me along on his visits to the nursing home and to his jail ministries. He allowed me to sing with him and at times he would let me read the Sunday School lesson before he would share the word. I enjoyed that immensely. I loved the way the old folks loved on me and really smiled as I would sing. After the services, they would make a big fuss over me. As a child, that was something I really liked. We would go visiting on Sundays, seeing about the sick and the members who weren’t in attendance that morning. Looking back , I now realize how great a Pastor I had and I knew God placed Brother Harold Daugherty in my life for a reason. His image of Pastorship would be etched in my mind forever.
At the age of twelve, I preached my first sermon. It was at the Union Springs Church of God. I remember very clearly the topic, “The Ten Commandments”. It lasted all of seven minutes. Seven minutes of shaking in my shoes and my knees knocking together.
Many things have happened since that day. Life is about change and mine has certainly seen change; some good, some bad. Daddy continued to move us around and even though we went through several churches, I would always love to go. As I reached my teens, I lost interest in preaching. I knew the call was still there but I did nothing about it. I no longer had the influence of a Pastor to sow into my life the way Brother Daugherty did. I still had other opportunities to preach but, sad to say, had just lost interest.
At the age of 15, we found our way back to Union Springs Church of God. This time things were different. My mother had been appointed to Pastor by State Overseer, Brother Bill Sheets. My mother had received her license to preach. The Church grew under the Pastor ship of my mother. Attendance grew from less than twenty to 60-75 people. That was a large number for such a small town. We were having great services, yet I still had little interest in preaching.
After High School, I wanted to do my own thing. I was at the age that I thought I was grown. I went out with my friends doing things I knew I shouldn’t do. Putting it in simple terms, I was sinning and I knew it. I didn’t like it deep inside, but I wanted to be accepted by my peers and I wanted to fit in. I would come home and momma would already be in bed asleep. I was under so much conviction of my sins that I would wait outside her bedroom door until I heard her move, snore or make some kind of noise. Just something to let me know that the rapture hadn’t taken place and I had not been left behind. Still, I continued to slip further away from God.
On December 31, 1986, I recommitted my life to God and wanted a real and deeper walk with God. I moved to Luverne, AL, where I am today, and began attending the Luverne Church of God. I attended every Sunday, sang in the Ensemble, went to Youth Services, and was very active in church. Yet, I was miserable. I knew the call of God was on my life. It wasn’t long before I began to question my call. I told my momma that I thought I had missed my calling. Maybe I was supposed to sing instead of preach. She was quick to “set me straight”. I don’t think my mother will ever realize the impact she made on my life. How I would watch and listen to her preach. How I watched her life. In 1998, while working one night, I suffered a heart attack. Two days later, I had a quadruple heart by-pass surgery. I was out of work for two months. Although I didn’t realize it at the time, God was trying to get me to “be still” before him.
Six months later, on May 7, 1999, I was in a double head on collision. After leaving work that night I was hit by a drunk driver. I had multiple injuries. On Mother’s Day, May 9th, the Dr. had told my family that they had done all that could be done. I was in a coma for a month, then spent another month in rehab. While in rehab I had to learn to add, subtract, read and write all over again. I also had to learn to move and set my self in a wheelchair. My dad came to visit and said to me the devil was trying to destroy me. After his visit, fear began to creep in. God reminded me that he is not of fear according to II Timothy 1:7 “For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.” He also brought to mind Mark 4:40, “Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?” This made me more determined not to be defeated. I went from the bed, to the wheelchair, to the walker, to crutches, to the cane, to braces. Today, even though I have no feeling from the knees down, I walk. God healed me and has brought me a long way. He had my attention, but still not my full attention. I continued Church attendance and was closer to God than ever, I just hadn’t fully given my all.
On January 18, 2006, I found myself having to surrender completely to God. The love of my life, my precious wife Joie, passed away at the young age of 34. I had to surrender everything to God and let him take control. Who else was there? There is no other comforter like the one found in God and I knew this. I knew the only way to make it through this loss was to totally rely on God for my strength. I found myself asking why I waited until I lost everything to surrender fully to God. Now at the age of 41, thirty-one years after I felt the call of God on my life, and after losing so much, I find myself in comparison to Job. I’ve lost worldly possessions, but God has shown me that by being faithful to him, he will always be there and take care of me. I’ve lost a precious loved one, but he has shown me that by being faithful to him he will comfort and never leave me. In a church service two months after the loss of my wife Brother Burkett, a Church of God Evangelist, prophesied over my life that God wanted to be my mate. That he wanted me to be His bride and being His bride meant to be spotless and without blemish. All I want is more of Him. All I want is to please God, to fulfill the call of God on my life. I just want to minister the word of God and
June 3, 1988 I married the love of my life, Joie Simmons. Together we grew and had two beautiful children. I think we went through more in our 18 years together than most go through in a lifetime. In 1997, I was attending college at night. One night I came home from class to find my home on fire with my wife and children asleep inside. Thankfully, I was able to get my family out safely. However, we had lost 90% of our belongings.
share his word to a lost and dying world.