February 15, 2009
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Up-Date - What God is Doing
Greetings!
 
Dr. Melvin HarterThere is so much I want to share with you and it cannot be contained in this newsletter alone. I will have to take at least a couple newsletters to bring you up to date with everything. I ask that you bare with us over the next few emails. God bless each of you.  -Dr. Harter
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Nearly ten years of hard, long hours, tremendous sacrifice, all the money she could raise and stretch to pay each bill, after all the prayers, fasting, and faithfulness, Sister Harter was near her breaking point.
 
She had left her family, children and grandchildren, her lovely home, her secured income and all for what? It was for Miracle Valley.
 
God had given her a dream where she saw students all over the campus at Miracle Valley. The power of God was upon every student and they were speaking in other tongues all over the campus.  One black girl in her dream stated, "O, thank you Sister Harter for you and Dr. Harter not quitting and giving up on Miracle Valley!"
 
And even through all the struggles that she experienced at Miracle Valley, including her sacrifice of living in a small Bible College apartment when she could have lived in a comfortable home, Sister Harter knew 2008 was Miracle Valley's Year of Jubilee and that God would some how come through with another miracle.
 
But the date is December 24, 2008 and it is already in the afternoon and the Harters only had seven days to come up with the money for the mortgage company or vacate the property.
 
There is no money. The mortgage company had already closed down the Assisted Living Home as well as the Childcare Center.
 
Both the home and the center had just really taken off and there was light at the end of the tunnel. But now they are closed. The elderly cried when they had to leave. They loved Miracle Valley so much, had their own private bedroom and many of them enjoyed the worship services as well. This was their home, now they had to leave.   
 
Parents in the childcare center hugged Sister Harter and cried. They told her they loved the childcare center and are so sad to see it close. The childcare center was such an important factor in their life. But now it was over.
 
To see things that you have worked so hard and long to bring into existence be closed is a real heartbreak, especially to Sister Harter who was so involved in them as well as the many other things at Miracle Valley.
 
But God seemed to be no where in sight. What was wrong? Why were these terrible things happening? Where is the miracle that everyone knew so well would come in?
 
In order to pay a few bills, Sister Harter had a sale in the Cafeteria. There, she sold extra items that were no longer needed at Miracle Valley.
 
The only thing that Dr. Harter kept saying, "2008 is not over yet. We still have a week left. Somehow God is going to make a way for us."
 
Sister Harter pulled the car to the side of the highway (92). She began weeping and crying out to God. She felt she could not take another day. There was no money to move. No special place to go. What were the Harters to do? The only place they could go was to their son Nathan's house. 
 
And in the midst of everything, false brethren were revealed and no one seemed to care.
 
But then 4 o'clock in the afternoon came, and with it came the blessings of God.
Miracle Valley is Closed

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The mortgage company put barriers up at each entrance. No one is permitted on the property. Everyone is gone. The Assisted Living Home & Childcare Center are closed. The electricity is turned off.  The well is shut down. The devil is having a hay-day, laughing.
 
But we know that it is not over until God says it is over. So ask that you join with us in prayer and believing God.
God Sent Melvin Harter to Jai!
 

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Twenty some years ago, I was pastoring a local church. The Lord had spoken to me and told me that I was "to build a church His glory."  Satan was mad and the battle was raging.
 
Our oldest son, who was just about 7 or 8 years old at the time, was with me in our car. We were returning home from visiting our grandmother when a police officer pulled me over to the side of the road. The officer explained to me that our license plate had fallen off, and as a normal routine, he would check me out and then let us continue on our way.
 
I said to our son. "Now if we were wanted by the law, a second police cruiser will arrive. In just a few minutes, my son said, "Dad, there is another police car." I was somewhat startled, thinking that I would soon be on my journey home.
 
The officer informed me that there was a warrant out for my arrest and that I will have to go with him. They would take our son to the station where his mother can pick him up.
 
I was taken to a small police station, finger-printed and put in the cell. I remember the officer saying to me that day, "I wish all of my prisoners were as cooperative as you."
 
In a short while, I was hand-cuffed again and put into a police car the second time. The officer took me into the city where there was a much larger jail. It was in this police station where I was finger-printed again, and they took my picture.  I was then instructed to change my clothes and put on an orange colored type of coveralls. They then stated that I was to sit on a particular bench where I saw another man sitting with the type of clothes that I was wearing.
 
Keep in mind; I was a local pastor at the time. I knew God was in control of my life, so I began asking the Lord, "Lord, what purpose do you have me here?" I could not, for the life of me, figure out what the Lord was doing?
 
Well, I went over and sat down by the other gentleman. As my nature is, I love to speak to people, so I proceeded to speak to the other man sitting there beside me. I asked him, "Why are you in here?" His reply was, "Murder."
 
"Murder? O, my!"
 
Then I proceeded to tell him about Jesus and how much God loved him. I went through the entire plan of salvation with this gentleman, and he sat there, listening to every word I said.
 
Just when I finished testifying to this man charged with murder, my name was called out over the intercom. "Mr. Harter, will you please come to the front?"
 
I proceeded to the area where I was instructed, and was informed to change and put my clothes back on, which I was most happy to do.
 
When I was dressed, I was taken aside and informed by those in charge that I was never in their jail. I was never arrested. I was not finger-printed, nor had my picture taken.  I said, "Well, how can this be? I am here standing right now." They repeated themselves to me and I certainly did not feel like arguing with anyone. I just wanted to get out of there.
 
The arresting officer took me back to my car, and informed me that he never pulled me over, and I was never arrested by him. Very strange events indeed.
 
When I sat in the car, I thought for a moment, "Lord, what in the world happened to me?" And then it occurred to me as plain as crystal.
 
The Lord needed me to witness to a murderer.  That was the plan of God for my life that day.
 
And even so today, I have asked the Lord, "Where are You Jesus?" "I sure do need you right now." But there seemed to be no answer. And as always, when there is no answer, I simply continue doing the last thing He told me to do, and that was, "GO DOWN TO MIRACLE VALLEY, AND BUILD MY BIBLE COLLEGE."
 
So I don't know the plan of God, but I know it is not over for Sister Harter and me at Miracle Valley. That is, not until God says it is over, and so far, God has not said anything like that to me.
 
Somehow God has a plan, and I believe God to do the work just like He as done on years gone by.
 
- Dr. Harter
 
Miracle Valley is in God's Hands
 

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One of the saddest things we have experienced is the foreclosure of our Miracle Valley campus.
 
Someday I may write a book on our experiences from August 4, 1999 to December 31, 2008 and share with everyone just exactly how God gave us miracle after miracle and preserved us at Miracle Valley.
 
It even amazes me how God would always come through for us, often at the very last moment of time.
 
Some years ago now, some concerned friends came by to be with Sister Harter & me as it looked to be over for us. We went to prayer and exercised our faith. Then the telephone rang. A total stranger called to inform me that God had just spoken to him to send us a certain amount of funds. That amount just happened to be the exact amount of money we direly needed at that particular time to save Miracle Valley.
 
I will never forget what our dear friends said to me that day. "Dr. Harter, you came within five minutes of losing Miracle Valley." 
 
Dr. Robinson sings a song here entitled, "He's An On-Time God."  Well, like Lazarus, Jesus may be four days late, but He is still on-time. Praise God!
 
Even though I have been serving the Lord since I was twelve years old, and have been actively preaching since I was sixteen, and now am 58 years old, God has always stood by my side and made a way for me. 
 
And friends, I just want you to know that the God we serve will do the same for you. Why don't you right now get down on your knees and cry out to God and ask Him for His help? He is simply waiting to hear from you.