Before the days of cherry-flavored additives, medicine used to taste bad. My mom used to give us the medicine in one spoon, and quickly with another spoon stick some sweetened condensed milk in our mouth to get that yucky taste out. I actually looked forward to the medicine to get the sweetened condensed milk! To this day, I associate sweetened condensed milk with bitter medicine.
Author: Joyful
About a month ago, my 89-year-old aunt passed away. When I was in about 7th grade, she sewed me a cape, a Sherlock Holmes kind of cape, fully lined, with a zipper in the front, and slits for the hands. With the little bit of fabric left, she made a matching skirt. I kept that cape and cherish it today.
Here’s another thought I had about George Muller.
His first desire was to be a missionary. He left Prussia to go to England to receive training to reach the Jews, with the intention of going to Russia after his training. However, while in England, he saw the great needs there and decided he can share the gospel there rather than spending time in learning Hebrew.
Most people have heard at least a little bit of the life of George Muller. He is most famous for starting an orphanage that eventually served thousands of street children in Bristol, England.
I finished reading the biography of George Muller, the easy version written for elementary age level in the “Christian Heroes: Then &…
I found a box of letters that friends had written to me – when I was in college – 30 years ago!
It’s like finding a time capsule.
The letters reminded me of things I’ve forgotten about in my own life. I knew that I went to Japan and Hong Kong when I was in…
I’m sure everyone is writing about 9/11 today; I’ll add some of my random thoughts about life.
I believe that war and violence is a part of this life. Our hearts are full of selfishness, impure motives, and wickedness; there can be no peace. Whether it is global peace, national peace, or inner peace, there is no utopia. We are always on the edge of another tragedy -bombing, fatal car accident, terminal cancer, child abuse, rape, murder, the list goes on.
The post at Trey’s blog about church being a jerk factory made me sad, sad because it’s all too true.
Why do we see quarrels within the church? Why is there gossiping and bitterness in the church? Shouldn’t the church be a place of refuge from the “jerkness” in the world?
If you know me, you know I’m a Hello Kitty fan. I don’t like cats, but I make an exception for Hello Kitty.
On our recent trip to Japan, I saw Hello Kitty everywhere! She was in temple souvenir shops, museum souvenir shops, in the sake factory, in the sushi restaurant, dressed in kimono, dressed as a longevity black egg, dressed as a Ninja, on key chains, necklaces, shirts….EVERYWHERE.
On the way back from our trip to Japan, I was pulled aside at airport security at the Narita airport.
This happened after I already passed the security system. But apparently they randomly pull people aside for additional check while we were walking down then tunnel into the airplane.
Today I made french toast with the kids at church. Three of the kids each cracked an egg for the mixture. I was pleasantly surprised that not a single egg shell fell in.
After we mixed the egg with milk, I asked the kids, “What do you think we do next to make french toast?”