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WITandWISDOM(tm) - June 21, 2004
No one grows old by living - only by losing interest in living. - Marie Ray
Source: DailyInBox: Bits & Pieces, http://your.dailyinbox.com/bp/
~~~~~~~ SPECIAL THOUGHTS:
A small church in Sierra Leone, Africa, dreamed of having an organ with which they could make beautiful music to praise the Lord. They had saved up $200 to put towards the organ; they trusted God to provide the rest. So the local missionary sat down to pray as he wrote a letter to a friend back in the States. Strangely, the letter was sent to the wrong address. It ended up in the hands of an Indiana insurance salesman named Paul Sell.
The morning that Sell received the letter, he had sold some insurance to an elderly lady who owned an old pump organ. Her asking price for the instrument? Fifty dollars.
Sell contacted a piano-moving business that donated a couple of specially-constructed crates in which to transport the organ. With the help of friends and family, Sell got the organ to New York, where it was loaded for transport to Sierra Leone. The cost of sending the organ? One hundred and fifty dollars. Two weeks later, the members of the Sierra Leone church played songs of praise to the Lord on their new organ.
By Rebekah Montgomery, Ordinary Miracles, (Uhrichsville, OH.: Promise Press, 2000), pp. 113-118. http://isbn.nu/1577487443
Source: Weekend Encounter, by Dick Innes, Copyright (c) ACTS International, 2004, http://www.actsweb.org/subscribe.htm
~~~~~~~ THIS & THAT:
An elderly woman walked into the local country church. The friendly usher greeted her at the door. "Where would you like to sit?" he asked politely.
"The front row, please," she answered.
"You really don't want to do that," the usher said. "The pastor is really boring."
"Do you happen to know who I am?" the woman inquired.
"No," he said.
"I'm the pastor's mother," she replied indignantly.
"Do you know who I am?" he asked.
"No," she said.
"Good," he answered.
Source: Sermon Fodder, http://www.sermonfodder.com
~~~~~~~ KEEP SMILING:
William Jennings Bryan, posing for a portrait, was asked by the artist, “Why do you wear your hair over your ears?”
Mr. Bryan answered, “There’s a romance connected with that. When I began courting Mrs. Bryan she objected to the way my ears stood out. So to please her, I let my hair grow to cover them.”
“But that was many years ago,” said the artist. “Why don’t you have your hair cut now?”
“Because,” twinkled Bryan, “the romance is still going on.”
From: Serve Him With Mirth by Leslie B Flynn
This is a free e-book download.
As a skyscraper went up, hundreds paused daily to glance up at it. One day
they watched a ponderous metal beam go up to take its place in the steel skeleton. As the girder came near, a workman leaned out from the sixteenth floor to seize it. The spectators gasped as he lost his balance and fell. Desperately, he clutched the girder's end with arms and legs. The ground crew stopped the hoisting engine, but the man's weight at one end began to tilt the beam to a vertical position, which would eventually cause him to lose his grasp and fall to his death. With swift decision, another worker on the same floor, seeing his friend's predicament, leaped through space and landed on the other end, where his weight leveled the beam. Amid the applause of the crowd, both men were safely lowered to the street.
Adapted from W.W. Clay