... name of Ralph Kelly. Killinger describes him as a tall, handsome, whiteheaded mana Purdue graduate, an engineer, a businessman, a counselor, a friend bubbling with energy all the time. Killinger's description of Ralph is a winning one. Do you know the first thing Ralph does when he drops a lead pencil? Pick it up? No. The first thing he does is look up and say, "Thank you. Sir!" Then he tries to figure out what he's thankful for. In the case of the lead pencil, he says, "The first thing I think of is that ...
... like reading the word in a modern translation to put the teeth back into the Word. Sometimes that word can bring us great comfort. Jacob DeShazer was a volunteer gunner on one of the planes that struck Japan in April, 1942. His plane dropped it's bombs, then ran into difficulty and crashed. Jacob Deshazer parachuted into Japaneseheld country where he was held captive for 40 horrible months. He was brutalized, he was deprived, he was terrified in every possible way. However, as the war started turning ...
... to trust--to rest our concerns on God. The first widow had quit trusting God. Elijah came to her and gave her hope. He told her to trust God. There is a third principle we need to remember. SOMEONE IS ALWAYS WATCHING. Jesus was watching as the second widow dropped in her two small coins. She had not quit trusting. Those two coins were all she had in the world and she was willing to turn them over to God. That's faith! No wonder Jesus praised her. What we need to see, however, is that Someone was watching ...
... the prettiest jewelry in the world. You thought they were prettier than any other jewelry except your wedding band. A long time before we got married, I asked the Lord to help me put this string of pearls around your neck. You never knew about this box. I started dropping money in it, nickle by nickle and dime by dime. I was fond of tobacco. I gave up tobacco. That was good anyhow. I was very fond of cold cokes. But for thirteen years, the ten years we've been married and three years before, I haven't spent ...
... the conversation behind her: "Tell Billy to stop waving at the car behind us." "Daddy’s good hat is back here and Dolly’s standing on it." "Which bags are the lollipops in?" "Blow your horn and make that police car get out of the way, Mom." "Janie just dropped the ketchup bottle on top of the prune juice, and the bag’s leaking." "Drive faster, we’re missing a good program on TV." "Stop bouncing the car, I can’t read the message on the cereal box." "It’s cold back here, sitting on the frozen food ...
... our needs in his role as Father. We know with him all things are possible. Even when we may not feel it, his sustaining power is there. Eric Butterworth tells about a drought that hit a region in Texas sometime back. For seven years there was not a drop of rain. The soil became baked, thoroughly dry, with deep cracks opened up in the earth. People were saying that the soil was ruined and nothing would ever grow in it again. Then the rains came. In twentyfour hours seven inches of rain soaked into the earth ...
... The World Is in Pretty Bad Shape, It Is True. A shipwrecked sailor was alone on a desert island for several years. To his great relief, he spied a ship on the horizon. He built a great bonfire to catch the crew's attention. Soon the ship was dropping anchor off the little island and a small rescue boat was lowered into the water. One solitary crewman was in the rescue boat. He was carrying an armful of newspapers. "Read these," he said to the sailor, "and decide whether you want to be rescued." Perhaps you ...
... sad. Sometimes it is the husband who needs that kind of reassurance, but a wife will almost always appreciate it. Professor H.W. Jurgen, a West German sociologist, claims that couples chat with each other for seventy minutes a day in their first year of marriage, dropping to thirty minutes a day in their second year and then to only fifteen minutes in the fourth. His research shows that by the eighth year a husband and wife share hardly any small talk and become nearly silent with each other. That's deadly ...
... this question, "Who can I get to give me maximum happiness?" The teacher smiled and answered, "Your question reminds me of an old farmer I once knew. Someone asked him how much milk a certain cow gave. He answered, "She doesn't give any. You have to take every drop away from her." One of the hard lessons we learn is that not many worthwhile things in life are given most have to be earned. It appears that work is part of the plan of God for our lives. St. Paul believed that. He writes to the Thessalonians ...
... down upon us. "After a couple of years as shepherd, you usually did a stint as a Three King. This was not nearly as good a role because you had to lug around the gold, the frankincense and of course, the myrrh, which God forbid you should drop because they were played by valuable antique containers belonging to Mrs. Elson. Nevertheless, being a Three King was better than being Joseph, since Joseph had to hang around with Mary who was played by a girl. You had to wait backstage with this girl and walk in ...
... America. They were about 1,500 miles out from land when a fire raced through the ship. All 36 people managed to get into the lifeboats before the ship went up in flames, but soon they were dying of thirst. Water, water everywhere, but not a drop to drink! Seven of the crew were already unconscious, Curry wrote later, when everyone else had this marvelous dream. We dreamed, he said, (that) the water beneath us had turned from the blue of the sea to green. (I dreamed that) I managed to muster up strength ...
... But they decided to take him to the hospital. He could not make a sound. "I prayed and prayed the whole time. I promised God that if He would help me get their attention, if He would help me get out of this, I would never touch another drop of alcohol again, and I would be His servant forever." "The next thing I remember is sitting on a gurney in the emergency room, talking to the doctor. The medics and the policeman were still there. They were absolutely astounded!" He was not seriously injured. After he ...
... and his marriage had disintegrated. Yet only fifteen years before, he had been a model officer headed for a promising career. One momentous event precipitated the major's plunge. He flew the lead plane over Hiroshima when the first atom bomb was dropped. Shortly afterward he began seeing throngs of Japanese men, women, and children chasing him in his dreams, and his own life began to collapse. The psychiatrist who treated him said the major was subconsciously trying to provoke punishment from society to ...
... . It was once a strong word, ominous and serious word. It described a central point in every civilized human being's life plan and life style. But the word went away. (2) Perhaps the word has fallen out of favor, but has the reality? We may have dropped the word, but we still, with guilty consciences, break the rules of society. With a profound sense of dread, we violate our own individual moral codes. We may not like the word, but we know all too well that we cause pain to others, destroy our environment ...
... as they farmed. At least that was the missionaries’ intent. They were unprepared for what they found a few days later when they arrived at the encampment. The natives had never seen a plow before. They hadn’t a clue as to what this strange-looking instrument which had dropped out of the sky was used for. Not knowing what to do with it, they had put the plow on a pedestal and were worshiping it! The plow was designed to help them farm. It was designed for use in the fields, not to be revered. It was ...
... that was on the other side of the coin in 16th century England. But who is Humphrey? We remember the prince and the beggar who made good, but do we forget poor Humphrey? Here's the story: "Humphrey came in to the prince, played by the pauper, and dropped upon one knee. Tom, the pauper prince, sat still and contemplated him soberly for a moment. Then he said, "Rise, lad. Who art thou? What wouldst thou have?" The boy rose and stood at graceful ease, but with an aspect of concern in his face. He said, "Of ...
... discover God’s amazing grace. 1. "Lies and Deceptions in Selling," Gerhard Gschwandtner, PERSONAL SELLING POWER, May/June 1992, p. 63. 2. Budand Lolo Delaney, THE LAUGH JOURNAL, (New York: Scholastic Book Services, 1974). 3. GOD’S CLOWNS. C. Welton Gaddy. San Francisco: Harper & Row, Publishers, 1990, p. 117. 4. DROPPING YOUR GUARD. Charles R. Swindoll. Dallas: Word Publishing, 1983, pp. 122-123. 5. THE PRESENCE. Bruce Larsen. San Francisco: Harper & Row, Publishers, 1988, pp. 3-4.
... up the winding road to her home, her new husband decided, "this is my moment to lift my bride over the threshold... this wonderful place where we'll live together forever." He picked her up, bumped the door open with his hip, and walked right in. He almost dropped his bride when he saw John sitting in his chair! "Who is this?" he asked her. "Well, that is John," she said. "He was my old man from ” "He is history," the new husband interrupted, "he's dead!" The new husband immediately dug a big hole and ...
... . "Now that I am a Christian," he said, "I cannot do that anymore, and I have told them I can't do it. They say that if I squeal, they will get the law on me because they have proof of my past involvement. They tell me that if I drop out, they will put me out of business, too." It was a real dilemma for the man. What should he do, change his business practices and risk going out of business or continue doing what he knows is wrong? This man was convinced that his business practices went against Christian ...
... 'm the one in pain, so I'm the one who's got to do something about it!" She would have to forgive the young man for her own sake. Her pain was so intense that she was unable to study or concentrate. At her lowest point she even contemplated dropping all of her classes. She tried to build new relationships but failed. Finally she realized that if she wanted to go on with her life she would have to forgive and forget. And she did forgive. No longer is she a slave to her anger, spite, hate, and hurt.(1 ...
... one single head of cattle, no range and no cowboys, don't order beef. This is no time to be a sport. When they tell you how the skin of what you are eating makes wonderful shoes and handbags, leave it. Resist eating anything that when dropped on the floor excites a dog. In countries where men wear red-checkered tablecloths on their heads don't order Italian. (1) Erma's advice comes from years of experience. A recent survey reveals that sixty-two percent of travelers are bothered by upset stomachs, heartburn ...
... he would, "undergo great suffering, and be rejected by the elders, the chief priests, and the scribes, and be killed, and after three days rise again." The disciples were both shocked and confused. This wasn't what they thought would happen the day they decided to drop everything to follow Jesus. Thus when Jesus called his inner circle, his closest friends, Peter, James, and John, to go with him up the mountain, they were ready to go. Perhaps in the rarefied air their minds would clear. There was no way the ...
... two square miles. Chelsea is a receptacle for all kinds of dropouts ” prostitutes, pimps, drug addicts, all the people who have not "made it" and probably never will. Every new minister to Chelsea at that time soon became acquainted with one of these drop-outs, an alcoholic known to everyone as Johnny Cornflakes because he often rummaged through the trash, looking through the cereal boxes or whatever to find a bit of food. George's church sometimes gave Johnny Cornflakes food and clothes and tried to see ...
... only truly miserable one, of course, was Joe. He sat on the edge of his bed, shaking his head and moaning. He kept looking at his watch and complaining that he felt like he hadn't gotten any sleep. "I must be getting old," he said as they dropped anchor and began fishing. Every few minutes, he'd glance at his watch and look at the eastern horizon and say: "What time have you got?" "Five-forty," somebody would say. "Boy, it's dark," Joe would say. And a little later: "What time have you got? "Six," someone ...
... it with my mother's credit card!" (4) That's our attitude toward faith, isn't it? God is an indulgent parent of whom we are continually seeking to take advantage. Many people look for Jesus for all the wrong reasons. And this is why some newcomers to our faith drop out. They come for their own reasons ” like Billy, who wanted to learn how to grow up. But when they find out that they will not get what they thought they would, they lose interest. But what exactly do we get out of faith? If not bread for our ...