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A U.S. Lutheran bishop tells of visiting a parish church in California and finding a stirring red and orange banner on the wall. ďCome Holy Spirit. Hallelujah!Ē it declared in words printed under a picture of a fire burning. The bishop was also interested in the sign directly underneath the banner which said: ďFire extinguisher.Ē

 
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Test pilots have a litmus test for evaluating problems. When something goes wrong, they ask, "Is this thing still flying?" If the answer is yes, then thereís no immediate danger, no need to overreact. When Apollo 12 took off, the spacecraft was hit by lightning. The entire console began to glow with orange and red trouble lights. There was a temptation to "Do Something!" But the pilots asked themselves, "Is this thing still flying in the right direction?" The answer was yes--it was headed for the moon. They let the lights glow as they addressed the individual problems, and watched orange and red lights blink out, one by one. Thatís something to think about in any pressure situation. If your thing is still flying, think first, and then act.

Capt. Alan Bean, USN, Apollo Astronaut, in Readerís Digest.

 
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It was two weeks before Christmas and it began to start. Everyone was scrambling and rushing to get to Wal-Mart. Their credit cards were in the orange and checking account in the red in hopes that their rich uncle would soon be dead.
Old Saint Nick sitting high on a mountain top watching, waiting with a smile because, he knows the sales will bring shivers and grins to the rich folks in just a little while.
Mommies and Daddies go to cocktail parties and Daddy drinks away the pain. While their teenage kids take drugs to do the same.
A homeless man is cold and holding up a sign, ďI lost my job would you kindly spare a dime. Iíve got a wife and little boy who always depended on me but, all seems hopeless so we had to turn to charity.Ē
Our leaders gave our jobs to the foreign lands to make the economy strong so we could still stand but, we depended on God in the past for wrongs and whatís right but, now it seems God gets farther from our site.
It seems itís going to take more than just knock some buildings down and take over three thousand lives to turn to a Saviour who can turn our lives and country around.
It was little baby Jesus who was born over two thousand years ago the one wrapped in rags in a stable the free gift of life not with a fancy bow.
It was God in the flesh who grew into a man to die for all who would be-lieve in His plan.
Salvation is paid for by way of the cross by a man name Jesus its Godís love for the lost.
So stop and think when in the Christmas rush, what really matters to all of us. Itís not Old Saint Nick or the man in the suit of red, its Jesus Christ who was raised from the dead.
We wish each one of you a Christ filled Christmas
Ronnie Miller
Poem was written by Ronnie Miller year 2004 www.themillersbiblestudy.com

 
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Steve Malone
 
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Checkout this quote from; Your God Is Too Safe, about studying the word of God,


ďCurious times, these. There is simultaneously a glut of the word of God and a famine of it, a drought and deluge. We have every translation of the Bible you can imagine Ė the NIV, the NEVG, the KJV, the NJKV, the NASR, NRSAV, the preacherís bible, the worshippers bible, the spirit-filled believers bible, the left handed bald gypsy fiddlerís bible, with versions for the nearsighted and the farsighted. (The last was made up).

You can have it in hardback, paper, leather, cloth, in pink, red, oxblood, turtle shell, iridescent orange, psychedelic paisley, with maps and charts and indices and appendices and concordances and holograms of the temple in the back , and a little sleeve with a CD-ROM that takes you on a guided tour of the Holy Land.Ē

The food is out there Ė and itís a banqueting table. Weíre just picky eaters. Oh, w...

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Tommy Hames
 
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PROVE YOUR OWN SELVES

When I was a senior in high school I owned a 1969 Volkswagen Beetle. I loved that car. It was metallic gray with red, orange and yellow pin stripes down the side. I went everywhere in that car. I even used it to carry a carload of kids to school every day, despite its size. There was only one problem, the engine was just about shot. No matter how far on the gas pedal I would push, it would never go over 55 mph (at least I never had to worry about breaking the speed limit). I spent a lot of money trying to get the engine fixed, but I finally came to the heartbreaking conclusion that it was time to get a different vehicle.

My mother and I rode to Cecil Clark Chevrolet in Leesburg to see what was on the used car lot. I saw it as soon as we turned the corner, a white 1979 Chevrolet Camaro. Suddenly, parting with my beloved Bug didnít seem like such a big deal. The salesman approached us and, of course, I immediately asked to look at the Camaro. Iím not the most mechanically minded person, but I gave what I thought was a careful assessment of the car. I looked at the tires, the seats, and the paint job. Even though I didnít know what I was looking at, I popped the hood and looked at the engine. The point being made is that I EXAMINED the car. But just examining it wasnít enough. I asked for the keys so that I could give it a test drive. I got in and started it up (what a difference between a Chevrolet engine and a Volkswagen engine). I stomped on the gas to see how much power it had. I fell in love with the power steering immediately. I tried out the brakes to see how well they were reacting. I went around sharp curves to see how well it handled. You see, it wasnít enough to just examine the car, I had to PROVE it by using it for the purpose it was built: driving.

That is exactly what God is saying to us here about our Christian walk. Examination is good, we need to do that, but that Ūs not enough. We need to take our Christianity out for a test drive. Is our engine revved up and full of power? How does the steering wheel react when the rubber meets the road? Are the brakes working properly? Does the car stay on the highway during the sharp curves? We need to take the time to prove our Christianity and see if we are being used for the purpose we were built: spreading the gospel.

 
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WHAT REALLY MATTERS

It was two weeks before Christmas and it began to start. Everyone was scrambling and rushing to get to Wal-Mart. Their credit cards were in the orange and checking account in the red in hopes that their rich uncle would soon be dead.

Old Saint Nick sitting high on a mountain top watching, waiting with a smile because, he knows the sales will bring shivers and grins to the rich folks in just a little while.
Mommies and Daddies go to cocktail parties and Daddy drinks away the pain. While their teenage kids take drugs to do the same.

A homeless man is cold and holding up a sign, "I lost my job would you kindly spare a dime. I've got a wife and little boy who always depended on me but, all seems hopeless so we had to turn to charity."

Our leaders gave our jobs to the foreign lands to make the economy strong so we could still stand but, we depended on God in the past for wrongs and what's right but, now it seems God gets farther from our site.

It seems it's going to take more than just knock some buildings down and take over three thousand lives to turn to a Saviour who can turn our lives and country around.
It was little baby Jesus who was born over two thousand years ago the one wrapped in rags in a stable the free gift of life not with a fancy bow.

It was God in the flesh who grew into a man to die for all who would believe in His plan.

Salvation is paid for by way of the cross by a man name Jesus its God's love for the lost.

So stop and think when in the Christmas rush, what really matters to all of us. It's not Old Saint Nick or the man in the suit of red, its Jesus Christ who was raised from the dead.

We wish each one of you a Christ filled Christmas

Poem was written by Ronnie Miller year 2004 www.themillersbiblestudy.com

 
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Mark Adams
 
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DEFICIENCIES

I want to tell you about a weird thing that used to happen a lot to sailors during the 1600s. Vessels were getting more sea worthy, and adventures were taking people farther and farther from home. You might be on the same ship with the same people, with the same person cooking for you for several weeks without touching ground anywhere.

And after several weeks on the ship, one or several of your people would start to develop a particular set of symptoms.

Constant hunger, even if they ate.
Gums would get sore, teeth would fall out.
Their eyes would kind of sink into their heads.
Their hair would start getting curly.
There would be red blotches under their skin.
Constant fatigue.

If you were going to figure out what was causing this condition, you would check: exposure to outsiders (nope), difference in the food (nope), unusual circumstances in life (nope). Where did the illness come from? All circumstances were the same!

The cure for this condition? Eating an orange.
This condition is called scurvy. It isnít a disease, it is a deficiency of vitamin C. Eventually, ships started carrying more citrus fruits with them, and as long as people got some citrus fruit in their diet, they didnít get scurvy.

Deficiencies of substances that you need can hurt you just as badly as outside diseases.

 
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Itís Sunday. Sundays are always busy days for me. Sundays are always early days for me. Today promised to be no exception.
With a full slate of activities planned, I got up early and drove to church. There was not much traffic at 6:00 A.M. I had the roads to myself. The orange of dawn had yet to break the nighttime spell on the summerís black sky. The twilight sparkled. Cool air wafted.
I parked outside my church office and took a minute to enjoy the quietude. I set down my books, picked up my coffee, and leaned against the car.
It was calm. But calm has a way of becoming chaos.
With a briefcase in one hand and a coffee cup in the other, I walked and whistled across the parking lot to the office door. To enter my office, I had to get past the sleeping dog of the twentieth century: the alarm system. I set down my briefcase and unlocked the door. I picked up my briefcase and walked in.
The code box on the wail was flashing a red light.
The siren pounced on me like a mountain lion. I thought we were under nuclear attack. Floodlights flash flooded the hallway, and red strobes turned. I kept pushing buttons, and the alarm kept blaring. Youíd have thought it was a breakout at Alcatraz.
My pulse raced, my forehead moistened, and my situation was desperate. I raced down the hall to my office, pulled open the lap drawer of my desk, and found the phone number of the alarm company.
The next twenty minutes were loud...

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Ed Vasicek
 
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THE VASTNESS OF THE GALAXY

Have you ever considered the speed of light? Itís pretty fast you know ó about 186,000 miles per second. Since the distance around the earth is about 25,000 miles, at this speed a "particle" of light can zip around the earth about 7 or 8 times in just 1 second. Thatís a huge distance in a short time! Yet our galaxy is so vast, so spread out, that we measure the distances to stars within our galaxy in light-years, where a light-year is the distance that light can travel in one year.

It so happens that the distance from the earth to one of our brightest stars, the not-too-distant star Betelgeuse (pronounced Beatle-juice), is approximately 520 light-years. Betelgeuse is the bright orange-red star in the winter constellation Orion. 520 light-years is a far-piece! Consider this: the light that left this star at the time that Martin Luther posted his 95 theses to the chapel door at Wittenberg beginning the Protestant Reformation on October 31, 1517, has not yet reached the earth. In fact this light will not reach the earth for many more years, until about the year 2037. Thatís probably not even in my lifetime. If you are a young person, it might get here in your lifetime. But donít blink, or youíll miss it!!

Afterthought: According to Seminole Stateís Laurent Pellerin, our Milky Way Galaxy is approximately 100,000 light-years in diameter. The farthest, and therefore oldest, object visible to the unaided eye is the Andromeda Galaxy is 2.75 million light-years (new updated distance.) And our Local Group of galaxies is about 6 million light-years in diameter. The farthest objects ever viewed were photographed by the Hubble Space Telescope and are thought to be about 12.5 billion light-years away! Is it possible to comprehend the vastness of this? . . . or to imagine what lies beyond!! [Robert Rapalje]

 
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I took a break in my Naval Service after my first enlistment. I came home and my Grand Mother on my Mothers side that I called Granny wanted me to stay with her. I loved my Granny so I moved in with her. It wasnít long before I had a run in with Rusty. He lived there too. You see I sat down in his chair. He walked right over to the chair and sits down in the floor and stared at me. I could hear a low growl in his throat. I tried to ignore him but then he got up and cut a shine. He barked and growled and nipped at my trouser legs. So I got up and let Rusty, a small terrier dog, that belonged to my Granny have his seat.

About a week later I came home from work and Granny started cooking supper. She fixed a hamburger paddy and fried potatoes and set them on the table for me with a large glass of milk. It looked really good. Fried potatoes are a favorite of mine. I glanced over on the stove and saw this wonderful butterflied, inch thick, pork chop. I love pork chop and maybe my most favorite meat to eat. Granny reached out and got it and I couldnít wait for her to put it on the table. I figured we could half it and have a great meal. As she passed Rustyís food bowel the pork chop was lovingly torn up so he could eat it. I smiled and ask Granny: Why does Rusty get a pork chop and we get hamburger. She looks at Rusty and patted his head and like talking to a very small child she said: Rusty buddy has been sick. And since the little fellow was sick and my Granny loved him so much I treated him like Granny did. When he came over and sadly looked up at me I gave him some of my hamburger because he was saving his pork chop for later.

Rusty was Grannyís companion, friend, and they loved each. I still smile when I think about Rusty setting in Grannyís lap in that old brown chair with the crocheted orange, red, and brown covers on the arms as they watched a TV show together.

 
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