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Bible Club and other things

We started club again today after a three week winter break. There were six kids present.

The story was told of a little boy who was born into a Christian home. I asked the kids if they knew what a “Christian home” was. None did. The little boy in the story always went to church and he knew a lot of stories from the Bible. But he didn't know Jesus as his Savior. Until one day his junior church teacher told the story of the rich man and Lazarus in Luke 16. Then that little boy got scared about going to hell and asked his teacher to help him be able to go to heaven. His teacher tried to explain how but the he didn't understand.

The following week the little boy was sick and didn't go to church. It was that morning that he got saved as his mother knelt beside the sofa and shared Jesus with him.

That occurred at 66 East Burdick Street, in Oxford Michigan on October 30, of 1960. The little boy's name? Michael David Jewell.

The kids were surprised to hear that the story I told them was mine. Pray that the salvation message of that precious story will penetrate their little hearts. Marcia told me outright that she doesn't want to get saved! For some reason she has been very adamant about NOT coming to church. Pray especially for her and her mom as I give them another Bible study tomorrow afternoon.

After nearly one week of eating my own home cooking I have yet to contract food poisoning. My special soup lasted six days and I am on my second batch of bread pudding. I am actually getting that recipe down to a science. Just now I have a crock pot of spagetti sauce cooking. But I will not test to see if the spagetti is ready to by throwing it at the wall to see if it sticks. I don't need the mess!

Speaking of messes, both of the dogs are now a Ben and Dani's house. It is a test to see if they will be able to stay there without killing Dani's cat. Hope it works!

Friday night I was invited to celebrate Micah Alexander's graduation from home schooling and his soon departure for the States. Micah's mom Donna is especially suffering with the idea of losing her second son. To be sure she is not losing him but when a child leaves the mission field it is never the same from that point on. Pray for Micah as he seeks God's direction in his life.

Donna is not the only one having a bit of difficulty with parting. I took this picture last Sunday night as I came into the auditorium. Abby was practicing her offertory for the evening. I nearly cried on the spot to think that her time in Brazil had come to an end. Praise the Lord that she is serving her Savior and willing to use her talents for Him. Pray for her too.

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