... on. Mom and Dad only see Linda once a year. Sacramento is a long way and ... well, her husband's done very well. I guess one should be able to spend one's money however he or she pleases ... (Pauses) The folks really do rave about her, don't ... . I only got the things you and I agreed on. Nothing more -- except for the angel. It was on sale, and the boys ... well, I guess I made a mistake there. FATHER: No, don't apologize. Christmas is what our lives are all about. (Sighs) Sometimes I forget that Christ even ...
... : Nothing, probably. I thought we could catch a movie or something. SAM: (SNEAKING A LOOK IN HIS WALLET) I don't feel much like a movie. NANCY: Well, what then? SAM: I don't know. NANCY: I don't feel like cooking tonight. Could we go out? SAM: Yeah, I guess. (THE ELEVATOR JOLTS TO A STOP) NANCY: I think this thing is stuck. SAM: Yeah, does look like it, doesn't it. NANCY: Oh, great. SAM: I'll ring the alarm button. NANCY: What'll that do? SAM: I don't know. Maybe someone will hear it. NANCY: And ...? SAM ...
... 's more. RUTH: Okay, go on. PETER: All right. Well, there we were getting soaked and being driven farther from the shore and guess what we saw? RUTH: I don't know. What? PETER: Jesus. RUTH: Jesus? PETER: Jesus. Right. There He was, walking on the water ... walking on the water. RUTH: What will He think of next? PETER: A lot of the guys thought He was a ghost. RUTH: A ghost! I guess they would think that. Imagine, walking on the water. Why would He do that? PETER: Maybe because it was the quickest way to get to ...
... you missed a word, Greg. GREG: What word? OLLIE: "Gleaming." MARK: "Gleaming," that was it. "Gleaming." You owe me a coffee. I win again. I guess I'm the all-time champion. Next week I plan to win again. GREG: We'll see. OLLIE: "Gleaming." MARK: That was the word. ... , you know. MARK: Yeah, shiny-like. OLLIE: Jesus' clothes were all shiny-like? Why? GREG: Why? I don't know. Because He was God, I guess. MARK: Yeah, He was not only a man, He was God too, don't forget. OLLIE: Oh, I know that. But why didn't He ...
... ish and very talkative. He was an intriguing fellow. The first day there he told my wife of having previously lived in Florida where he worked as a scuba diver. "I only left because I was attacked by a killer shark," he said. "It almost got me. Otherwise, I guess I'd still be there." The following day I was anxious to hear the story for myself. The prospects of hearing the blow by blow details of his encounter with the shark were exciting. At last I spotted him, walked over and said: "I understand you had a ...
... tree was dark until we plugged in the lights, splashing the wrapping paper with even more color. The presents were all there, and we quietly poked around the pile, trying to guess what might be in the presents with our name on the tag. And after all that effort to guess, what a crushing thing it was when a shape or a rattle or a poor wrapping job enabled us to guess for sure! The fun was gone. But God was not going to leave Ahaz without his sign, whether he wanted it or not, and so a sign he got. A woman ...
... in our caravan. He told me how he grew up in a large, wealthy family. He has ten older brothers, but his father favored him. "I guess I was spoiled," he told me. "My older brothers resented me as long as I can remember. I don't know whether my parents favored ... look good. And I still wasn't smiling. The last I knew, Joseph was sold to Potiphar, who was responsible for Pharaoh's secret service. I guess I lucked out, surly as I was at the time. The Pharaoh's baker bought me and I went to work in his kitchen. I ...
... Day." "Oh, that's right. Now I remember. That's why I brought the rabbit." This elicits looks ranging from surprise to consternation. "I guess I'd better explain," I continue. "When I was in the second grade, my father, who was in the army, got sent to a ... I received a package -- from my dad! All the way from Korea! I was so excited I could hardly tear it open fast enough. And guess what I found inside?" "A white rabbit?!" "Yes! It wasn't a real one, of course. It was a mechanical toy, like this one. It ...
... law made sense when she advised me a long time ago, "If you don't let the children do things, they can't learn." MARCY: I guess the key is to pray, plan, schedule, and follow through ... and look for God's patience and joy. (ALL nod to each other in agreement, make ... party for my grandchildren, I buy animal cookies for them to decorate. They're easier to handle and quicker. They love it. CAROL: I guess we all try to do too much. JANE: We probably should make a list of all the things we want to do and scratch ...
... you ever give someone a present that you really wanted yourself? (Let them answer.) It is really hard to give away something that you like very much. Well, with this gift, even though you give it away, you still have it! Can anyone see what this gift is? (Let them guess.) This wonderful gift is love. Even though you can't touch it or weigh it or put it in a box, it is very real, isn't it, boys and girls? (Let them respond.) Your parents give you lots of love each day. Because love is catching, you have lots ...
... knew that there was a kind of medicine which would stop her sneezing, take away her sore throat, clear up her head so she could breathe, stop her coughing, and help her to sleep. Did you ever hear of a medicine like that? (Let them respond.) Well, I guess this medicine really worked - at least on television, because after she took it, the lady was able to sleep. You know, sometimes we read some of St. Paul's letters during our worship service. St. Paul must have had a special problem - either a bad pain or ...
... Wednesday. It's the day that begins a season in the church called Lent. Lent is a word that means the days are getting longer. We see more sunlight in the spring than in the winter. Do you know how many days it is until Easter? (Let them try to guess.) When it is Ash Wednesday, it is 40 days until Easter. But we don't count Sundays. You know, the more I read the Bible, the more I hear that number 40. Do you remember the story of Noah and all the rain? (Let them respond.) I remember it rained ...
... is real ... "Quality" ... that's what people get here. And the personal service and fresh-cut meats are old-fashioned in a good way, I reckon. Only place in the county that delivers groceries. And I'm proud to say it's me that delivers 'em. MR. McKENZIE: Yes, I guess you're right. By the way, Gerald, I do have a delivery ready - for Mrs. Stone, over by the bridge. (GERALD gets up and puts on his jacket). Oh, and Gerald: take it easy on Old Bessie. That old van wasn't made to do wheelies! GERALD: Don't worry ...
... wife and their children for me to remain alive, and stay with them as we drew nearer to that strange land where we were to dwell. I guess I was a link for them with home and with familiar things. In any case, as much as they had to do for themselves, they kept ... had to rely on our memories to fulfill the laws and the prophets. In any case, that's all we've had until just lately; and, I guess, this is why I have told you as much as I have - in order to tell you about what's recently been happening. For what's ...
... business. If I could summon from the heavenly places one of the disciples to give us a first-hand account of the stilling of the storm, I guess I would ask for Peter. Peter ought to be a good story teller; he was never at a loss for words. Peter was also a man ... Let's go across the lake," you would have gone across the lake; take my word tor it. Those other boats didn't have to go. I guess they didn't want to lose him.. I don't knqw exactly how to say this. The thing is, you might say Jesus was the "action" ...
... cure people. Now, I mean really, let's come to our senses. We do have brains. We do have logic. Are we ready to say this man ... this Jesus ... is the incarnation of God? KAREN: He could be. SHIRLEE: Not could. Not might. Not maybe. Is he? One doesn't guess about the Messiah. Is he or isn't he? If he is, then why is there no peace? Where is his Kingdom? Why is there talk of him being crucified? NANCY: A crucified Messiah, now there is a joke. PATTI: He says that his kingdom will be different. He says ...
... hospitality meal afterwards. (Putting her head in her hands) I just get so tired! SYNTYCHE: (To CLEMENT) I had no idea! CLEMENT: Don't tell me. Tell her! SYNTYCHE: Euodia, I'm sorry. I didn't know. There's just so much that has to get done, and I guess, well, I guess I just didn't think. You did tell me you weren't feeling well, but, I just forgot. EUODIA: (Desperately) Sometimes I feel that I just can't go on like this. SYNTYCHE: Oh, that's too bad. Because you're so good at these things. Nobody can preach ...
... own history, they wouldn’t have sniggered and hissed at this odd couple. As Jesus and Zaccheus arrived at their destination, I can see the host rushing through the door and I can hear him hollering: "Mama! Think of it! We have company! And guess who!" What did they talk about? The loneliness of a publican’s family? The Persian rugs bought with the bread of peasants? The deadend nothingness of their existence? Whatever their conversation, the love of Christ transformed this poor fellow and enabled him to ...
... - they speak a different language). Right. They speak differently. Well, Jesus’ disciples could only speak their own language but God wanted the whole world to know about his Son. So guess what happened? See if you can guess what God did for the disciples? (Now have some members stand and read from their German, French, Spanish and Chinese Bibles). Do you know now what God did? He made a miracle happen. Each disciple spoke a language that he hadn’t known before. The important thing, the real miracle ...
... am talking about. Here is an ordinary flashlight which I am sure that most of you have in your homes, and a piece of very white paper. Now I am going to shine this light on my hand which is close to the paper and make a what? [Let them guess.] That's right, a shadow. If I were very clever I could make shadows that looked like dogs or cats or rabbits, but for right now I am just going to make a shadow. Now I need a volunteer. [Select someone to help you who would not ordinarily volunteer.] I ...
... at an answer. Give them some clues so they feel as though they have participated in the search.] Well, here are the answers. An eraser is like rubber; popcorn is like corn; a napkin is like [Let them guess.] - that's right - paper. Rubber, corn, and paper. Now, what do you think God is really like? [Let them guess.] God isn't rubber and he isn't corn and I know that he isn't paper, so what is he? God is love. That's right, just like popcorn is corn and napkins are paper and erasers are rubber, so God ...
... For Sure? Need: That title, often voiced in careless conversation, sounds a note of uncertainly felt by us all. We want to know why things happen - or don't happen - and where an all-powerful God is in all of it. We need to fight the temptation to second-guess God, whose ways always outsmart our limited intelligence. A. We know God is a faithful God 1. In spite of what we don't know, we know enough a. God cares for us unfailingly b. That faithfulness secures us in an uncertain universe 2. We can know more ...
... he tiptoes around the back of Father’s chair. He leans over the back of Miriam’s chair and carefully pulls back the drape and looks out surreptitiously toward the soldier.) Miriam: Do you see the light? Abner: (Casually, as he keeps peering) A full moon, I guess. Miriam: Mother said - (Stops) Abner: Mother said what? Miriam: If I told you, you’d know as much as me. Abner: (Dropping the drape) That wouldn’t be hard. Miriam: (Sticks out her tongue at him. She looks toward her father to make sure he is ...
... agenda?" Let me close by using an analogy from Dr. Lynn Anderson of Abilene Christian University. If I were to take something out of my pocket, hold it up inside my fist, and ask you what it is, you would probably guess that it is a coin. But you don’t know for sure. You would be making a guess. A guess is not faith. It is just reasonable opinion. But let’s suppose that I told you that I have a quarter in my hand. Do you believe that? If so, you now have faith, faith that what I told you is ...
... the slightest notion who any of them might be. In the midst of everything, nobody seemed to know just where the host was. Was he here? Was he in costume? If so, which one? Some close friends of the architect began to locate one another and to guess each others’ true identity. Their conversation turned to speculation about the host and where he was and what his motives were. "I’ll bet," one of them said, "he plans to win the prize for best disguise himself!" Someone else replied, "I hate to mention this ...