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+++ The Christian Banner - September 2019 +++


DEAR ABBY: This is a message about our senior population. Our children grow up, marry and have children. Each grandchild is special. We love them and adore being with them. Then the grandkids grow up and have little ones of their own. By this time we’re old and sometimes need help with housework, yard work, or just would like to get out of the house to go eat or shop. We still have feelings, and we’re not dead. But while it may not be intentional, it seems there is no time for the elderly. 

We may say we’re fine and don’t mind being alone, but it IS lonely at times. No one calls to say hello or ask if we need anything. How long does it take to make a call? It would be nice if each family member called once a week or came by once a month. The love we’ve always had for family is still there and strong. 

Children and grandchildren, please think about this and remember: The most important thing you can give your elderly relatives is your TIME. Time is the most precious gift of all and doesn’t cost a thing. Someday you will be old, too! — WISE WOMAN IN NORTH CAROLINA 

DEAR WISE WOMAN: I’m printing your letter because it carries a message that some families need to hear. That said, I am a strong advocate for individuals who advocate for themselves. Because your children and grandchildren don’t call, perhaps it’s time you picked up your phone and called them to check in and see how they’re doing. And if you are not fine and need help with something, ASK for it. 

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A girl is sitting on the couch with her grandpa and studying the wrinkles on his old face.
She gets up the nerve to rub her fingers over the wrinkles.

She touches her own face and looks more puzzled.
Finally the girl asks, "Grandpa, did God make you?"
"He sure did honey, a long time ago," replies her grandpa.
"Well, did God make me?" asks the girl.
"Yes, He did, and that wasn't too long ago," answers her grandpa.
"Boy," says the little girl, "He's sure doing a lot better job these days isn't He?" 


She was in the bathroom, putting on her makeup, under the watchful eyes of her young granddaughter, as she'd done many times before. After she applied her lipstick and started to leave, the little one said, "But Gramma, you forgot to kiss the toilet paper good-bye!"  I will probably never put lipstick on again without thinking about kissing the toilet paper good-bye. 


Grandparents Day is Sunday, September 8th! 


Memories of my Grandmas

I was blessed to grow up with two sisters and two brothers. All we had to do was round up a few neighborhood kids and we could play a ball game any time we wanted to. I was also blessed with four grandmas – Grandma Barnes, Grandma Snider, Grandma Smith and Grandma Robbins. 

I cherish my memories of my grandmas. Very briefly, here’s what I still remember about them. 

My Great-Grandma Barnes was a very petite little lady. She lived with her son and his family and she was blind. She would take her hands and feel of my face every time I got the chance to visit her. She also “checked out” my sisters and brothers if they tagged along too. She could count to ten in Spanish and she liked a sugar wafer with a Dr. Pepper for a snack. She would ask Pastors when they visited her if it was a sin to drink a Dr. Pepper. They assured her it wasn’t a sin. She lived to be 106 years old and long outlived her daughter, my Grandma Snider.  

Grandma Snider suffered from hardening of the arteries when I was growing up. I know now it was related to Dementia/Alzheimer’s. I remember Grandma Snider being tall, always wearing an apron and being a quiet lady. I don’t remember her ever saying much. She died in March 1960 and it snowed the first three Wednesdays in a row. There was deep snow on the ground at Grandma Snider’s funeral. My mom was almost 30 years old when Grandma Snider died.  

Grandma Smith was a good Christian. She loved me and I loved her. I remember her saying it was 125 miles one way from her home in Morganton NC to our house. My family made trips to places close to home so we visited her and Grandpa only once that I remember. They probably drove a couple times to Asheboro to visit us. She wrote letters to us. Mom would write her back and tell her about the happenings at our house. After Richard and I married, I mailed Grandma Smith the monthly Christian Banner. She sent letters saying she loved the church paper. She would at times send a little money and some articles to help with the Christian Banner too.  

I was asked to adopt my fourth Grandma. She was a neighbor and lived only two houses away. It was just a few hops and skips to her house so I visited her a lot. She cooked on an old kitchen wood stove and anything she cooked was delicious. One day she asked me if I wanted to call her Grandma. That made me happy and I adopted her that very day. I got to spend many happy hours with my Grandma Robbins. She was Grandma Robbins to my sisters and brothers too. She was a special Grandma and I thank God for letting our paths cross.  

“I am reminded of your sincere faith, which first lived in your grandmother Lois and in your mother Eunice and, I am persuaded, now lives in you also.” 2 Timothy 1:5 (NIV) 

Written by: Pat Lewallen 


The Bible is meant to be bread for daily use, not cake for special occasions.
Have you read the Bible today? 



The Creator, when planning the world, gave order to our lives…a rhythm as old as time. In the third chapter of Ecclesiastes, we are told there is “…a time for every matter under heaven; a time to be born and a time to die; …a time to weep and a time to laugh; …a time to seek and a time to lose; …a time to keep silence and a time to speak…” God also gave us a time to worship. “Six days you shall labor; but the seventh day is a Sabbath to the Lord you God” (Exodus 20:9-10). Our Heavenly Father knew that though toil was good, we would need to observe a regular time each week to rest our bodies and strengthen our faith by communing with Him. Renew your spirit this Sabbath with the Creator., 08/02/19 ~ Copied Article 


A ‘Perfect Daddy’, Gone Too Soon 

I grew up in the Beverly Hills community of Rockingham along with my two younger brothers. We certainly have wonderful childhood memories of our daddy. 

He built a playground in our backyard, with a see-saw, tire swings and even an electric merry-go-round with three speeds. When it snowed, he pulled us, along with neighborhood kids, along the unpaved roads in the community on a huge wooden sled he built to hook up to his Carolina blue Studebaker truck. Daddy even added a room onto the house with a fireplace, where we gathered to warm our feet and hands, and drink some of mom’s hot cocoa. We also used the room for birthday parties and family gatherings. Our childhood is filled with beach, mountain and camping memories. Our first camping adventure took place on Lake Tillery. 

Full of energy and a wonderful spirit, the only time I remember Daddy sitting still was to watch the “Beverly Hillbillies” and “Wagon Train” while my two brothers sat in his lap. The memories changed, however, on Monday, Feb. 13, 1967, which started as a normal, cold day. 

Daddy, dressed in his lineman uniform, cooked our breakfast (he let Mom sleep a little later), kissed us goodbye and headed to work at 7 a.m. in the Pee Dee Electric work truck. We never dreamed that he wouldn’t return home again. That morning, at 9 a.m., he came in contact with a live wire while on top of a pole in the Roberdel Community. CPR was performed by his co-workers, which failed to restart his heart. 

We never dreamed that he wouldn’t return home again. All the Valentines that we had addressed on Sunday would need to wait, and the special one to Daddy would never be read. 

Our lives completely changed that day. Mom was only 37 years old and could not bear going to work and seeing a Pee Dee Electric truck. She had to get away from Rockingham, so she bought a house on Lake Tillery and we moved. 

I never understood God’s reasoning for taking daddy from us until a couple of years ago. My husband and I visited one of the co-workers who performed CPR on Daddy, who also was a good friend of his. His daughter shared a heart-warming story with me about her dad becoming a Christian. The day Daddy was killed, a man was saved, becoming a devout man who loved his church. I left in tears that day because I had finally learned why “our perfect Daddy” had been taken away to heaven.

Written by: Sharly Manfield Lowder, ~ Copied Article


Anoint my Head with Oil 

I have to admit, I always wondered what this part of Psalm 23 meant. I thought “He anoints my head with oil” was figurative language for God keeping the Psalmist healthy. I never knew this parallel. 

“Sheep can get their head caught in briers and die trying to get untangled. There are horrid little flies that like to torment sheep by laying eggs in their nostrils which turn into worms and drive the sheep to beat their head against a rock, sometimes to death. Their ears and eyes are also susceptible to tormenting insects. So the shepherd anoints their whole head with oil. Then there is peace. That oil forms a barrier of protection against the evil that tries to destroy the sheep.  

Do you have times of mental torment? Do the worrisome thoughts invade your mind over and over? Do you beat your head against a wall trying to stop them? Have you ever asked God to anoint your head with oil? He has an endless supply! His oil protects and makes it possible for you to fix your heart, mind, and eyes on Him today and always! There is peace in the valley!  

May our good Father anoint your head with oil today so that your cup overflows with blessings! God is good and He is faithful!!” 

Author Unknown ~ Copied Article 


Life is Uncertain; but our Future Doesn’t Have to Be 

Q: If we should store up treasures in Heaven as the Bible says, is it really that important to bother with preparing a will? — P.D. 

A: While no one likes to dwell on death or prepare for it, the Bible emphasizes these matters. Life is uncertain; but our future doesn’t have to be. Since death is an undeniable reality, we should all be diligent to have our house in order. 

The story is told of an attorney who did not practice what he preached. He died unexpectedly shortly after his retirement. For decades people had sought his legal advice about wills and estates. His clients had great confidence in his knowledge, ability, wisdom and common sense. When he died he was remembered with great admiration. 

But shortly after the funeral, his family made a disturbing discovery: the wise old attorney had never gotten around to preparing his own will nor had he informed anyone about his financial affairs — the family didn’t even know what properties he owned or even if he had a safe deposit box. He had failed to do for himself what he had advised countless others to do. God does expect us to look after our personal affairs and be responsible for what passes through our hands in life. 

But more important than setting our house in order, is setting our soul in order and placing it in the eternal care of God. It is strange that men will prepare for almost everything except death. Someone has said that death is not a period, but a comma in the story of life. Death is simply the doorway to eternal life, whether in Heaven or Hell. Sooner or later we will all face death; and we should be making preparations while we are living. The Bible tells us plainly, “Prepare to meet thy God” (Amos 4:12, KJV). 

Based on the words and writings of the late Rev. Billy Graham ~ Copied Article 


"Christ is either Lord of all, or He is not Lord at all." ~Hudson Taylor 

"We have a God who delights in impossibilities." ~ Billy Sunday 

"Nothing can touch the Word of God. Not all the powers of earth and hell, men and devils combined, can ever move the Word of God. There it stands, in its own moral glory, spite of all the assaults of the enemy, from age to age. ‘Forever, O Lord, Thy Word is settled in heaven.’" ~C.H. Mackintosh 

“Out of one hundred men, one will read the Bible, the other ninety-nine will read the Christian.” ~ D. L. Moody 

"When the Lord Jesus Christ became my surety . . . He went to Calvary's cross, and all my guilt was charged against Him. He settled for everything, and then He cried, 'It is finished.' And on the basis of that finished work, God can freely forgive, and justify completely, every poor sinner who trusts in the Lord Jesus Christ." ~ Dr. Harry A. Ironside 

"Beware you be not swallowed up in [worldly] books." ~John Wesley 

"A test of a Christian's character is what he does after he comes to the blockade in the road and what his attitude is after everything has left him except Jesus. You will never know down here that Christ is all you need until Christ is all you have left. You will never be able to tell the world for sure that He will do in a crisis unless you learn how to live in a crisis." ~Lester Roloff  

“In regeneration God takes us out of the world; in sanctification he takes the world out of us.“  ~ Rev. Reuben "Uncle Buddy" Robinson 

”Every human being is under construction from conception to death.” ~ Rev. Billy Graham



+++ The Christian Banner - August 2019 +++


Get off Main Street and Go to the Big Top 

Parables had an important role in Jesus’ teachings and that hasn’t gone unnoticed by biblical scholar and noted evangelist Anne Graham Lotz.  She employed a “going to the circus” parable in speaking to almost 300 High Country residents and visitors while urging them to seek an intimate and meaningful, personal relationship with God. 

Lotz, the daughter of celebrated evangelist Billy Graham, and her audience were guests of the Blowing Rock-based Men’s Connection bible study group. The special event was hosted at the Samaritan’s Purse Training Center in Blowing Rock. 

The elder Graham once described his daughter as “the best preacher in the family,” and she didn’t disappoint. 

Lotz opened with a story about a young boy from a low income family who wanted oh-so-much to go to the circus when it came to town.  He pestered his father relentlessly, until finally on the day when the circus was to arrive, the boy’s father pulled a single ticket from his pants pocket, gave it to the boy, and explained he would have to go by himself because he had not been able to save enough money for the both of them to go. 

So off to the circus the excited boy went, arriving on Main Street to see the circus performers parading by and he saw them all. The elephants, the acrobats, the horses…he even gave a clown his ticket. 

When he arrived home and shared his exciting afternoon with his father, the boy’s heart sank when he learned that he did not see the circus at all. He only saw the parade. He missed the acrobats flying through the air. He missed the elephants showing off their tricks. His father told him that the actual circus with all the key players performing their various acts was where the parade ended, in the Big Top. 

Lotz urged her listeners at the Samaritan’s Purse Training Center in Blowing Rock to not just be satisfied with standing along the Main Street of their spiritual lives and see only the parade, but to go to the Big Top in their personal relationship with God. 

Lamenting that many people only really go halfway as Christians, Lotz said, “That story (of the boy wanting to go to the circus) reminds me of people all over the world.  (They are) people born and raised in the church, people who pray, read the Bible, been baptized.  They call themselves Christians, but so many are just standing on the curb (along) Main Street, watching the parade go by. They have never been in the tent and never really been in a genuine relationship with God. 


Article by: David Rogers, 06/27/17, ~ Copied Article  


Those Who Weep 

Recently I spent time with two old friends. Both are grieving. 

One just lost his mother to cancer. The other lost his wife -- also to cancer -- three years ago. He also lost his best friend to a massive heart attack a few weeks ago. 

I knew that mother, that wife and that best friend. So I grieve their passing as well. 

How do I comfort my friends? By keeping my mouth shut. When Jesus, for example, learned of the death of his friend Lazarus and heard the wails of Lazarus' sisters, He didn't say much. He wept. 

Words can wait. Tears come first. Then silence. Then listening -- if the grieving one wants to talk. If they want to hear what words of comfort you have to offer, they'll ask. 

That's hard to do -- staying silent. You want to say something, especially if you have experienced your own loss. You want to salve the wound with words. Don't. Follow Jesus' lead. He knew when to cry, when to speak and when to be quiet. He was a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief. 

Experiencing grief can prepare you to bear the griefs of others, but only if you allow it to do its good work in you first. 

Grief is the price you pay for love, the saying goes, but it can become too high a price. Some people let grief overwhelm them and never start on the road to recovery. Some spend the rest of their lives in despair, anger or bitterness. 

"Sorrow removes a great deal of a person's shallowness, but it does not always make that person better," Oswald Chambers wrote in "My Utmost for His Highest."  

"Suffering either gives me to myself or it destroys me," Oswald noted. "You cannot find or receive yourself through success, because you lose your head over pride. And you cannot receive yourself through the monotony of your daily life, because you give in to complaining. The only way to find yourself is in the fires of sorrow. Why it should be this way is immaterial. The fact is that it is true in the Scriptures and in human experience." 

I have lost loved ones through the years, but I didn't know grief -- really know it -- until my wife died in 2017. I soon discovered how shallow I was. My heart had to expand to contain the tears or drown. It's an ongoing excavation project. 

That doesn't qualify me to comfort someone else, however. Everyone mourns differently. To enter into someone else's grief, you don't necessarily need to understand it, but you need an invitation. When the invitation comes, be ready. Be available. Be generous. 

"You can always recognize who has been through the fires of sorrow and received himself, and you know that you can go to him in your moment of trouble and find that he has plenty of time for you," Chambers promised. "If you will receive yourself in the fires of sorrow, God will make you nourishment for other people." 

Blessed are those who mourn, Christ says, for they shall be comforted. He might even use you to do the comforting., Written by: Erich Bridges ~ Copied Article 


“Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand” (Isaiah 41:10)

God promises to be with you and get you through your time of intense disappointment and loneliness.


Promise of Future Meeting  

I will see you again, and your heart shall rejoice. (John 16:22) 

Surely He will come a second time, and then, when He sees us and we see Him, there will be rejoicings indeed. Oh, for that joyous return! But this promise is being daily fulfilled in another sense. Our gracious Lord has many "agains" in His dealings with us. He gave us pardon, and He sees us again and repeats the absolving word as fresh sins cause us grief. He has revealed to us our acceptance before God, and when our faith in that blessing grows a little dim, He comes to us again and again and says, "Peace be unto you," and our hearts are glad. 

Beloved, all our past mercies are tokens of future mercies. If Jesus has been with us, He will see us again. Look upon no former favor as a dead and buried thing, to be mourned over; but regard it as a seed sown, which will grow, and push its head up from the dust, and cry, "I will see you again." Are the times dark because Jesus is not with us as He used to be? Let us pluck up courage; for He will not be long away. His feet are as those of a roe or young hart, and they will soon bring Him to us. Wherefore let us begin to be joyous, since He saith to us even now, "I will see you again.", Devotional written by: Rev. CH Spurgeon ~ Copied Article 


He Willingly Gave His Life

God is so good to me and if it had not been for His grace and mercy where would I be? He loves me unconditionally and realistically that's all that matters to me and no matter how hard I try I couldn't earn until the day I die. Perfection in our mind is not what it seems to be and if it weren't for the shed blood of Jesus Christ at Calvary this wouldn't be possible for you and me. We should strive for that perfection while on this earth we live but we know beyond a doubt it's through His precious blood that He forgives. When we accepted Christ He had already paid the ultimate sacrifice so we could be forgiven from all our sins in order for Him to come and live within.  

I don't know about you but when I think about this in my heart I know it's true, there is no greater love than when God sent His only Son from Heaven above. I am loved, I am blessed and it's not anything from within myself, it is unmerited favor that's freely given by my wonderful Savior who came down from Heaven. He willingly gave His life for you and me so that through his precious blood we could go free. Free from the sting of death, hell and the grave and all this was made possible the day we were saved, saved from self and foolish pride that glorious day He took up residence in our hearts where He abides. 

Facebook Article, Written By: Jean Hunt, 07/29/19 


He lives, He lives, Christ Jesus lives today!
He walks with me and talks with me along life’s narrow way.
He lives, He lives, salvation to impart!
You ask me how I know He lives?
    He lives within my heart.


“I would rather live my life as if there is a God and die to find out there isn't, than live as if there isn't and to die to find out that there is.” ~ Albert Camus 

“We talk about heaven being so far away. It is within speaking distance to those who belong there. Heaven is a prepared place for a prepared people.” ~ Dwight L. Moody 


Singer’s Real-Life Act of Kindness for Elderly Ladies is Really Divine Intervention 

When singer Andy Grammer paid the bill for a table of five elderly ladies, it’s because he was missing his mom. But then one of the ladies said something to reveal the pop star’s real-life act of kindness was actually a case of divine intervention! 

God always has a way of showing up when we need Him the most. We can feel His love through the actions and words of others. And that’s just what happened when singer Andy Grammer felt the urge to do something nice for a table of strangers. 

Andy is a record producer, songwriter, and singer. He garnered national attention with upbeat songs like “Honey, I’m Good” and “Keep Your Head Up.” 

But regardless of fame, stars are just like us. They have good days and bad.  

No matter how old you are, losing a parent is never easy. And even though Andy lost his mom nine years ago, he still finds himself missing her often. 

“Today is 9 years since my sweet mother left this world,” Andy wrote on Facebook on the 9-year anniversary of his mother’s passing. “I remember standing at this spot shell-shocked as we lowered her body into the ground. All I knew was I had lost my center, that there was a huge hole in my world and that it could never be filled.” 

And as he sat eating breakfast at a restaurant, a table across the way got him thinking about his late mom. 

At the table sat five little, elderly ladies — Mary, Beth, Joan, Margaret, and Betty Ann. The sweet pals were carrying on, and something about it made Andy miss his mom terribly. Suddenly, he felt the overwhelming urge to pick up their tab. 

It turns out that urge was more than just the memory of his mom. It was a God nudge! 

Andy quietly settled the ladies’ bill with their waitress. He was planning to just leave and let it be an anonymous act of kindness. But something (ahem – perhaps the Holy Spirit?) compelled him to go talk with the ladies first. But Andy never expected what happened next! 

When Andy shared what he’d done and why, one of the ladies (Mary) stood right up with her arms spread wide. 

“Come here,” Mary said. “I lost my son and really needed this." 

Mary wore a special button on her shirt. It had a picture of the son she’d just lost to cancer. 

And after all that nudging, it’s clear to see that Andy’s real-life act of kindness was no coincidence. It was 100% divine intervention! 

God put Andy in the right place at the right time to bless Mary. As Andy grieved his mother and Mary grieved her son, God used their pain to bring them together in a special way. 

After taking some time to get out all of his tears, Andy spent some time chatting with Mary about the emotional moment, as well as her son. Isn’t our God awesome?!, Article by: Mel Johnson, 07/06/18 ~ Copied Article 


Reaching the end of a job interview, the Human Resources Officer asks a young engineer fresh out of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, "And what starting salary are you looking for?" The engineer replies, "In the region of $125,000 a year, depending on the benefits package." The interviewer inquires, "Well, what would you say to a package of five weeks vacation, 14 paid holidays, full medical and dental, company matching retirement fund to 50% of salary, and a company car leased every two years, say, a red Corvette?" The engineer sits up straight and says, "Wow! Are you kidding?" The interviewer replies, "Yeah, but you started it."  



+++ The Christian Banner - July 2019 +++



I was at the beauty shop recently for my regular appointment. We were all busy talking like usual when I realized a lady had walked in and all the ladies walked over to see what she had in her arms. One of them said it looked like a rat and another said it was a kitten. I had to get up and go check it out for myself. 

Sure enough it was a tiny little gray kitten and it was as cute as it could be. Its eyes hadn’t even opened yet. The lady explained that she was taking care of the kitten because it was orphaned when the mother cat ran out and was hit and killed by a car. The lady had assumed the responsibility of raising the little kitten. I asked her if the kitten was a boy or a girl and she quickly answered, “She’s a girl kitty!” She began to tell us that she has to feed the kitten every two or three hours and take care of all her needs just like a mother cat would do.  

The tiny kitten was wrapped in a small towel and was being kept warm in the lady’s arm. I asked her if she was going to keep the baby kitten. She wasn’t sure but said her son wanted to keep it. I asked her if she had named the kitten and sure enough she had. I was very impressed by the faithfulness this lady had assumed for this tiny orphaned kitten. I told her it sounded like she would keep the kitten and she had to agree she probably would.  

The faithfulness of this lady to this kitten reminded me of the Lord’s faithfulness to me over all these many years. I remember praying and asking Him to forgive me of my sins. He forgave me and right then I was adopted into His family. He’s been faithful and kept His promises to me many years. I have great news for you today too! What God did for me He’ll do for you! Why don’t you ask Him to forgive you and adopt you into His family too? You’ll never ever regret it!  

1 John 1:9 KJV: If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. 

Deuteronomy 7:9 KJV: Know therefore that the Lord thy God, he is God, the faithful God, which keepeth covenant and mercy with them that love him and keep his commandments to a thousand generations; 

Written and submitted by: Pat Lewallen, 06/13/19 


The devil knows your name,
but calls you by your sin.
God knows your sin,
but calls you by your name.  


Our Flag

While admiring the old American Flag soaring in the wind

I began to wonder where it might have been

Could it have stood on some grand estate

Or could it have marched through some battlefield only to painfully watch men’s fate?

Could it have stood in some courthouse hall

Proudly standing for Liberty and Justice for all?

Could it have stood at some school

When reciting the PLEDGE of ALLEGIANCE was really cool?

Could it have stood at some church altar

Representing truth to every son and daughter?

Could it have stood at some ballgame

Only to be put to shame?

Could it have stood somewhere with its stars shining so brightly

Or could it have stood on some foreign land where freedom is taken so lightly?

Could it have stood somewhere with dignity and pride

Or somewhere just pushed to the side?

And with my hand over heart in that time and place

I realized the stripes it bore gave honor to GOD’S saving grace!

With head held high and standing tall

And giving tribute to all of the Americans that gave it their all!

I salute this flag of mine

For this Old American Flag has withstood the test of time! 

Written and submitted by: Irene Wright 


What Does the American Flag Mean to me? 

Why is America so beautiful? I don’t know if many Americans could truly answer that right now. The reason I say that is because, people are getting caught up with political rumors and don’t focus on what America is truly about. America is a country that is free and everybody here is blessed, with all the freedom that is given to everybody. People need to focus more on how America is very privileged and almost spoiled. Also we have one of the best military units in the world to keep us safe. When I think of America I think of how honored I am to live in such a safe country. I know that there have been a lot of terrible tragedies but in reality there are other countries that have people brutally dying every single day. America is known for saving many people from death, and even though many people are caught up with our politics people need to be more united and stand together when things get tragic. So the American flag is very important to me because both of my grandpas fought in the Vietnam War and came out alive and I never hear them complain about politics because they are very proud of their country. Also they stand strong and don’t make up silly rumors that put our beautiful America in a bad place. So that’s what I think about when I think about the US and the flag. 

Written by: Owen
A sixth grader at Grandview Middle School, MN 05/25/18
~ Copied Article  


A woman and her husband interrupted their vacation to go to the dentist. "I want a tooth pulled, and I don't want Novocaine because I'm in a big hurry," the woman said. "Just extract the tooth as quickly as possible, and we'll be on our way." 

The dentist was quite impressed. "You're certainly a courageous woman," he said. "Which tooth is it?"  

The woman turned to her husband and said, "Show him your tooth, dear."  


Life’s Trials 

When I am walking through the valley of dark despair and the tempter comes to call and whispers: "Does anyone even care?" I know he is a liar and all he wants to do is try to bring confusion and heap on lots of depression too. God, You are with me in the valleys of dark despair and You always gently whisper: "Child, have I ever left you when you were there?" When life is going my way and it seems like nothing could darken my day, help me not to forget to thank You when I bow my head to pray.

Trials, heartaches and being loaded down with care are the things in life that we all will have to bear. God didn't promise us an easy way and He didn't promise us that the sun will shine every single day, the storms of life that we have to bear are to help us realize that we need God every day and every hour. Lord, help me not to grumble or complain when I am walking through the rain and when the storm clouds are hanging low help me to always remember where I need to go.  

Take my hand precious Lord to lead me on with this life's toils, when I grow weak help me to stand and lead me on to the Promised land and help me to never let go of your unchanging hand. When I don't have the right words to say, when I bow to You and pray, hear my heart and look deep inside where my love for You will always abide. You are my Keeper and my Friend and I know on You I can always depend. So keep me strong when everything in life seems to go wrong and fill my heart with a joyful song as I live for You and carry on. 

Written and submitted by: Jean Hunt, 6/10/19 


Good In Everything

There is always something good,
In everything in life.
We may not realize it at first,
And it may feel like strife.

So what we need to do,
When something comes our way.
Is take a look at all the sides,
And find the good to say.

In every situation,
No matter what first appears.
Find the good that is always there,
And change that fear to cheer.

If you find the good that's there,
And always remember to do.
Life will be much happier,
And problems won't seem so blue.

Written by: Julie Hebert ~ Copied Poem


“Whoever is happy will make others happy.” ~ Anne Frank 

“Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.” ~ Nathaniel Hawthorne 

 “No matter what has happened to you in the past or what is going on in your life right now, it has no power to keep you from having an amazingly good future if you will walk by faith in God. God loves you! He wants you to live with victory over sin so you can possess His promises for your life today!” ~ Joyce Meyer 


History of Hymns: “His Eye is on the Sparrow” 

“Why should I feel discouraged?
Why should the shadows come?
Why should my heart feel lonely
And long for heaven and home?
When Jesus is my portion?
A constant friend is he;
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.” 

Civilla Durfee Martin (1866-1948) was born in Nova Scotia and died in Atlanta, Ga. In “His eye is on the sparrow” (1905), she has provided one of the most influential and often-recorded gospel hymns of the 20th century.  

Martin was the daughter of James N. and Irene Harding Holden, and was a schoolteacher with modest musical training. Together with her husband, Walter (1862-1935), they often wrote gospel songs for revival meetings. “Be not dismayed” (UM Hymnal, No. 130) is an example of their collaboration.  

Walter Stillman Martin was a Baptist minister who received his education at Harvard. He later became a member of the Disciples of Christ, teaching at Atlantic Christian College (now Barton College) in Wilson, N.C., before moving to Atlanta in 1919, a location that became the base for revivals that he held throughout the U.S.  

The song was obviously inspired by Matthew 6:26: “Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?”  

Later in Matthew (10:29-31), the Gospel writer continues on this theme: “Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? And one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows.” Similar thoughts are cited in Luke 12:6-7. Stanza two quotes part of John 14:1 directly, “Let not your heart be troubled...”  

Civilla Martin describes the context out of which the hymn was born: “Early in the spring of 1905, my husband and I were sojourning in Elmira, New York. We contracted a deep friendship for a couple by the name of Mr. and Mrs. Doolittle—true saints of God. Mrs. Doolittle had been bedridden for nigh twenty years. Her husband was an incurable cripple who had to propel himself to and from his business in a wheelchair. Despite their afflictions, they lived happy Christian lives, bringing inspiration and comfort to all who knew them. One day while we were visiting with the Doolittles, my husband commented on their bright hopefulness and asked them for the secret of it. Mrs. Doolittle’s response was simple: ‘His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.’ The beauty of this simple expression of boundless faith gripped the hearts and fired the imagination of Dr. Martin and me. The hymn ‘His Eye Is on the Sparrow’ was the outcome of that experience.”  

The next day she mailed the poem to Charles Gabriel, a famous composer of gospel songs, who wrote a tune for it.  

Written by: C. Michael Hawn ~ Copied Article 


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