There was a movie made about Gladys Aylward starring Ingrid Bergman. It is called "The Inn Of The Sixth Happiness". It has been a very long time since I have seen it but from what little I remember of it I would say was really good.

Oh no! Chocolate being eaten by monstrous fungal disease. It's a conspiracy, I tell ya!

http://whyfiles.org/066shortages/cacao.html

       

Excellant posts 2nd Timothy and DreamWeaver,

I am always looking up and anxiously waiting. I am also anxiously waiting to see what else comes up on this thread.

DreamWeaver,

Amen, I do agree totally.

"In this same pyramid did the Great Initiate, the Master, take those last of the Brotherhood degrees with John, the forerunner of Him, at that place. As is indicated in that period where the entrance is shown to be in that land that was set apart, as that promised to that peculiar peoples, as were rejected – as is shown in that portion when there is the turning back from the raising up of Xerxes as the deliverer from an unknown tongue or land, and again is there seen that this occurs in the entrance of the Messiah in this period – 1998."


If you take notice there is a "the" in front of Messiah, but it is not capitalized.

Those verses were in my thoughts also. I do believe that Satan can use these false prophets, giving them information to relay. It is possible to see the truth in the lies that they give.

2nd Timothy,

Something else to ponder on this subject. There were two men that some people claim to have been prophets, Edgar Cayce and Nostradamus. Now understand first of all that I do not hold either one in any sort of regards. I do have an acquaintance that is really into them both. Anyway, something you said about Mr. Solano and the dates for him struck a cord, so I looked it up.

Edgar Cayce said the "Messiah" would show up in 1998. Nostradamus gave a date of 1999 and the seventh month for a major event to take place.

Coincidence or not?

There is only one solution, let the meat eat the veggies.

I like that idea, so with out futher ado.........

I couldn't find a cow.

Thats because I ate it already.  

Chocolate bank available here.
Deposits made daily, no withdrawals allowed.

HEY!    

Generous "shares" provided though?    

Kris,

There are many organizations that are fitted to help him out depending on your area.  Salvation Army, Missions, Township offices, Public Aid, various other churches. Check around your area to see what is available. They are all best fitted to help him get back on his feet.

That wasn't coffee unless that monkey drinks coffee like a Chief Petty Officer does.  

If you just finished a sermon on Num 12 and the deacon and congregation puts on white hoods.

you ask directions to the restroom and the usher points outside

I was raised in that church.  

I'm short enough.  

and I love gardens...........

[your all]

At the age of 19 I joined the U. S. Navy. Within a year I was placed in the Viet Nam war. During this time I slipped away from the service of the Lord. It was not the Navy influence nor was it the war. It was simply my fault. I started doubting my faith. I even got to point that I doubted the existance of God. Thank God that he did not forsake me nor did He leave me. God opened my eyes up wide and I do mean wide. He showed Himself to me in so many, many ways. I saw His hand all around me, not just in Viet Nam, but throughout my entire 20+ yrs in the Navy. Unfortunately I blinded myself to Him. Now that I look back at those times I know it was Him for no one has the power to do what He did.

Just one example of the many (If the opportunity arises I will try to share many others with you);

During Desert Storm I was stationed in Bahrain with a hospital unit. The entire hospital including our berthing was all tents. Our compound fence was made of sea vans ( a metal box that fits on the frame of a semi-truck trailer that can be removed and placed on ships). These sea vans were stacked two high around us. There was a military air base about 10 - 15 miles south of us. Every night scud missiles that were aimed at the air base were blown up by patriot missiles above our heads. When Desert Storm was declared over we started dismantling the hospital. As we took the sea vans down to pack the tents and supplies into them we discovered scud/patriot schrapnel all over the tops of them yet not one piece was ever found inside the compound. Many of this schrapnel was large enough and sharp enough to have easily gone through a tent.

The base Chaplain pointed this out to us and thanked God for placing His hand over us.

I was reaching a point in my life where I started assessing my own life. What have I done with it, where was I going from here, what was it all worth? I was also being placed under conviction for my lack of faith. I could feel that God was asking me why I was not faithful to Him. I answered, but Lord I have read my Bible, I have prayed to you when the times got rough, I have even gone to church occassionally. I shrugged it off still.

I left the Navy at that time and worked my way from an electrician journeyman up to an electrical contractor in just a few short years.In 1997 I suffered a heart attack that put me in the hospital. It was minor and in a few weeks I was back at work. In 2000 I had another heart attack, emergency surgery requiring a a quadruple bypass. At this time I also found out that I had another heart attack back in 1991 cause by a blocked vein to the heart that had been corrected by a natural bypass. (A natural bypass is one that is not done by man).  On top of this the Gulf War Illness took me over. I was suffering from this and did not know it until the trauma of the surgery made it worse bringing it out full blown.

This time I lost my business, my homes (three of them), all my trucks, my car, everything but my family. Praise God I still had them. I was on my knees and couldn't get up. I asked God why, I am going to church regularly. I read my Bible every day. I got my answer....

I heard a sermon that Sunday titled "Give Your All To Him" and on the radio that afternoon a song. I don't remember the song. The only words of it that stood out and stick with me today are "give your all unto Jesus".

It was not enough. He wanted my all, not just a part of me. Now I spend everyday with Him and for Him.

Have you given your all to Jesus?

My Testamony (Part one)

Testamonies are such a wonderful thing. I know that it helps me to see what God has done and is doing for other Christians. We tend to start taking for granted the many wonderous things that God does for us. Through testamonies we can be reminded that God does not forget us nor does He leave us (Heb 13:5).

I was raised in a Christian family. The Bible was my first reader. I came to accept Jesus as my Saviour at the early age of 8 years. I served the Lord along with my parents and 7 other siblings through our local church. Following the examples of Jesus, my parents set an example for all of us kids.Being poor and a large family, we did not have much, but we always had what we needed. Food on the table, clothes and a warm home to live in with lots of love to go around.

One day a group of young children came to our church without their parents. Their clothes were ragged, just jeans and a white t-shirt, and some with out shoes or socks. All of them were dirty. My Dad picked up the youngest one and carried him into the church. As usual for us back then we had a potluck dinner after services. Those visiting kids ate just about everything in sight to point of actually getting sick and then coming back to eat more.

My Dad, being raised in the old Swedish traditions, was not lent to showing his emotions. When we got home from church that day I saw him crying for the first time. He didn't say a thing but went about collecting things into a box. Potatoes, carrots, home canned vegetables, Grandmas home made soap, clothes. He told us kids to pack them in the car then took us with him to this family.

We went to the local dump. There was a small lean-to built out of old lumber taken from wood crates. Holes in the walls everywhere. He took the boxes, left them at the door and we drove off.

The next day my Dad went to talk to a local farmer. The farmer went to this family and hired the father right away and moved them into a farm house on his farm.

The following Sunday the whole family came to church and eventually all of them accepted Jesus as their Saviour.

I learned many lessons that day that have helped me in my walk with Jesus.

Favorite Thanksgiving food?

Key word is fffffoooooodddddd!

Turkey
Dressing
Candied sweet potatoes
Pies

All home made from scratch and fresh not frozen.