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2 Timothy 4:13
I will never forget being aboard a huge troop ship sailing from Taiwan to America. A lazy afternoon led me to a book of poetry, which I began to devour with delight. I was suddenly struck with the realization that someone was staring at me. Looking up, I saw a fellow Marine who outranked me by a couple of stripes. I expected him to order me into some duty, but to my surprise, he asked: “Hey, Marine, you got any books with
pictures in ’em?” Knowing him, he probably would have coloured outside the lines!
Small wonder the boredom factor in social gatherings is so great! After you’ve run through the weather, the kids, the job, and your recent surgery, what else is there? Being a reader adds oil to the friction in conversation. Furthermore, it opens to the Christian new avenues of approach in evangelism. It helps to meet the lost on their own territory and have them realize that becoming a Christian isn’t like committing intellectual suicide.
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Psalm 128:1, 3
Before supper one night, I suggested to my son Curtis (who was six) that he shouldserveCharissa (four) before he served himself. Naturally, he wondered why, since the platter of chicken sat directly in front of him and he was starving. I explained it is polite for fellas to serve girls before they serve themselves. The rule sounded weird to him, but he was willing if she didn’t take too long.
Surprisingly, after prayer, he picked up the huge platter, held it in front of his sister, and asked which piece of chicken she wanted.
Charissa relished all the attention. Being quite young, however, she had no idea whichpiece was which. So, very seriously, she replied, “I’d like the foot.”