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Second dish

Third dish onward too busy eating. Hehe.










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Serve Him NOT His temple
Seek God, NOT abilities
Love God, NOT responsibilities
God values your attitudes, NOT capabilities
I almost hadn't come to the class at church that night. With four kids and a full-time teaching job, I had plenty to do.
But my 11-year-old son, Brady, was having surgery the next day. I hated to think of him alone in the operating room. I'd been praying for weeks, asking God to be with Brady and his doctors during surgery, but it didn't feel like enough.
Standing in the doorway of the church hall I couldn't believe how many people had showed up for this class. It looked like more than a hundred were seated at the tables scattered throughout the hall-but not a familiar face among them.
No one I can ask to pray with me for Brady. I sat down at a table next to a dark-haired man, but the instructor immediately asked us to move.
"Let's fill in all these vacant chairs up front," she said. The dark-haired man got up to look for another seat. I crossed the room to an empty chair. But just as I got there, someone else took it. I spotted another chair at the next table. The same thing happened again. And again.
I did not come here for a game of musical chairs, I thought as I made a beeline for another chair. I flung myself into it and turned to see...the same dark-haired man I'd left behind.
"We meet again," he said as the instructor stood to speak.
"Tonight I thought we'd talk about our lives outside of church," she said. "Everybody share with the people at your table how you work your faith into your daily life."
The dark-haired man said, "I'm an anesthesiologist. Before I put a patient under, I pray for him. I ask each patient if they'd like to pray too. I used to be embarrassed about this..."
"I think it's wonderful!" I interrupted. "My son is having surgery tomorrow. I'd feel so much better if his doctor could pray with him."
"Where is his surgery?" he asked.
I mentioned the hospital. "Dr. Duplechain is doing the operation."
"Then I can assure you that your son will be surrounded by prayer," he said, "because I'm the one scheduled to be taking him into the operating room."
In a room full of strangers, God had seated me - twice! - next to the one man who could pray with me tonight and my son in the morning.
This story first appeared in Guideposts magazine.
"Why does the thrill of soaring
have to begin
with the fear of falling?"
Click the URL to view the movie: http://www.eaglesneedapush.com/By Melissa Deal Forth
Atlanta, Georgia
Six years after we were married, my 29-year-old husband was fighting leukemia. Pain dulled Chris's blue eyes; he was barely able to move without help. Doctors offered little hope, and for months I slept on a cot alongside his bed at the M. D. Anderson Cancer Center in Houston.
At 3 a.m. one morning, I was shaken awake by an alarmed nurse. "We can't find Chris!" she exclaimed. My eyes darted to his bed. The sheet was turned back; the bed empty. How...?
I jumped up and raced past the nurses' station outside the room, then ran down the hall. As I passed the glass-paneled chapel door, I glimpsed Chris sitting inside with someone. I burst in, crying, "Chris, we were so worried...."
He turned and smiled. "I'm fine," he said. I stared at the young man who sat with him. His skin was smooth and clear, and he had short white hair. He wore exactly the type of clothes Chris liked: checked flannel shirt, crisp Levi's and lace-up work boots.
The young man looked up at me and my heart caught. As I stared into his crystal-blue eyes, I felt stunned. Chris broke the spell. "Melissa, please leave us," he asked. "I'm OK. I'll be back."
After reporting Chris's whereabouts (no one else in that security-tight hospital had seen his visitor), I went back to our room. About 30 minutes later Chris returned exhilarated, merrily rolling his IV pole-walking on his own! And he didn't look sick anymore. "Who was that man?" I gasped, not sure what to ask first.
"You'll never believe it," he grinned. "It was an angel-my guardian angel."
Chris sat down on the bed. "I awoke with an overpowering urge to go to the chapel," he explained, "and I was able to walk there easily. As I knelt at the cross I heard a voice behind me, and I turned to find him standing there. He asked if there was anything I wanted to be forgiven for.
"I've always hated my stepfather. The angel said I was forgiven, and you know, for the first time, the hatred I had harbored for so long was truly gone. Then I told him I was worried about leaving you. He said you would be fine, that all my prayers were answered."
The next day with Chris was unbelievable. He ate well and visited patients on our floor, buoying their spirits. I thought he was healed.
Two days later Chris died. But in a very real sense I know that he had been healed-healed of fear and pain, ready to go on to new life.


Yesterday night, i am very tired..about 9pm+ i fall asleep at my parents room. about 11+, I walk back to my room rest awhile, went to kitchen to wash up. just when i about to go toilet at my parents room, i didn't realise that my mum was sleeping at the floor... there was no light too... i trip over my mum and fall down...
"...The seed that fell among the thorns represents those who hear God's word,3 But Naboth replied, "The LORD forbid that I should give you the inheritance of my fathers."
4 So Ahab went home, sullen and angry because Naboth the Jezreelite had said, "I will not give you the inheritance of my fathers." He lay on his bed sulking and refused to eat.
5 His wife Jezebel came in and asked him, "Why are you so sullen? Why won't you eat?"
6 He answered her, "Because I said to Naboth the Jezreelite, 'Sell me your vineyard; or if you prefer, I will give you another vineyard in its place.' But he said, 'I will not give you my vineyard.' "
7 Jezebel his wife said, "Is this how you act as king over Israel? Get up and eat! Cheer up. I'll get you the vineyard of Naboth the Jezreelite."
8 So she wrote letters in Ahab's name, placed his seal on them, and sent them to the elders and nobles who lived in Naboth's city with him. 9 In those letters she wrote:
"Proclaim a day of fasting and seat Naboth in a prominent place among the people. 10 But seat two scoundrels opposite him and have them testify that he has cursed both God and the king. Then take him out and stone him to death."
11 So the elders and nobles who lived in Naboth's city did as Jezebel directed in the letters she had written to them. 12 They proclaimed a fast and seated Naboth in a prominent place among the people. 13 Then two scoundrels came and sat opposite him and brought charges against Naboth before the people, saying, "Naboth has cursed both God and the king." So they took him outside the city and stoned him to death. 14 Then they sent word to Jezebel: "Naboth has been stoned and is dead."
15 As soon as Jezebel heard that Naboth had been stoned to death, she said to Ahab, "Get up and take possession of the vineyard of Naboth the Jezreelite that he refused to sell you. He is no longer alive, but dead." 16 When Ahab heard that Naboth was dead, he got up and went down to take possession of Naboth's vineyard.
17 Then the word of the LORD came to Elijah the Tishbite: 18 "Go down to meet Ahab king of Israel, who rules in Samaria. He is now in Naboth's vineyard, where he has gone to take possession of it. 19 Say to him, 'This is what the LORD says: Have you not murdered a man and seized his property?' Then say to him, 'This is what the LORD says: In the place where dogs licked up Naboth's blood, dogs will lick up your blood—yes, yours!' "
20 Ahab said to Elijah, "So you have found me, my enemy!"
"I have found you," he answered, "because you have sold yourself to do evil in the eyes of the LORD. 21 'I am going to bring disaster on you. I will consume your descendants and cut off from Ahab every last male in Israel—slave or free. 22 I will make your house like that of Jeroboam son of Nebat and that of Baasha son of Ahijah, because you have provoked me to anger and have caused Israel to sin.'
23 "And also concerning Jezebel the LORD says: 'Dogs will devour Jezebel by the wall of a]">[a] Jezreel.'
24 "Dogs will eat those belonging to Ahab who die in the city, and the birds of the air will feed on those who die in the country."
25 (There was never a man like Ahab, who sold himself to do evil in the eyes of the LORD, urged on by Jezebel his wife. 26 He behaved in the vilest manner by going after idols, like the Amorites the LORD drove out before Israel.)
27 When Ahab heard these words, he tore his clothes, put on sackcloth and fasted. He lay in sackcloth and went around meekly.
28 Then the word of the LORD came to Elijah the Tishbite: 29 "Have you noticed how Ahab has humbled himself before me? Because he has humbled himself, I will not bring this disaster in his day, but I will bring it on his house in the days of his son."
