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The church’s color laser printer that has served us so well for the last 4 years went on the fritz. The repair man said that is wasn’t even worth the money it would cost to clean it before the repairs could be preformed. I asked what was wrong with it but his response was so unclear that I became inquisitive.
My father always said I had “tinkeritis”. My insatiable desire to disassemble everything always frustrated him.
So with a printer that was destined for the trash and it’s cheapest replacement being a great hit to our church’s finances, a nudge from Heaven was all it took for my childish nature to roar to life. Experience taught me that just because I could take something apart didn’t mean it would ever work again. So before I started, I asked God, if it is His will, please help me figure this out.
I started to remove the parts that were designed to be replaced. The last piece was the toner trash can. It collects all the left over toner. Under it was a part that had fallen off of a formerly replaced transfer cartridge. It had apparently lodged itself between a drive wheel and the plastic sprocket of the toner collection cartridge (toner trash can) and broke off a tooth.
I removed the toner trash can, started the printer and the nasty clicking was gone. I reported this to our men and we agreed to risk buying a new trash can cartridge in hopes that it would fix our printer and save us the painful cost of replacement.
The part arrived today and again we prayed before I installed the new part. God answered. Oh, how sweet a working printer sounds when you realize the cost savings. Where the professionals gave up, God used the tinkering of childhood to fix it.
What hidden or unused talents do you posses that God is just waiting to use? Step out onto the water and see what God can do through you!
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In Germany today, Christians are celebrating a day of Thanksgiving for the Harvest. We are so thankful today for our faithful group of believers who gathered to worship God and share in fellowship, lifting one another up and encouraging each other to remain faithful in the fields for the day of harvest is coming. A big thanks you goes out to our faithful supporting family who makes it possible for us to be here.
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We had Sadie's B-Day Party at our favourite Chinese Restaurant. We have known the owners for many years. The food is great and it is reasonable.
Last year, I was searching for a graphic to illustrate righteousness and stumbled across a Mandarin symbol that means the lamb over me equals righteousness. I thought that was neat, but you need verification.
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Yesterday, in a ceremony of Manhood, we dubbed Skyler a man of God. It was a surprise for him and many of his friends came and helped us celebrate this very important step. With a sword engraved with the phrase "God has the last word" we charged him to be a man that produces life, protects life, lives exemplarily, lives a life in the pursuit of knowledge and wisdom and leads people to Jesus. We challenged him to fight the good fight and to never forget that the battle is a spiritual one. After the dubbing we prayed for God's continued leadership and blessings.
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Monday I lost my money clip. It didn't have a lot of money in it, but it was the principle. I had taken it out and, in my rush, I didn't re-zip my pocket. It fell out at some point. I retraced my path and made phone calls all in an attempt to track it down. I gave all the feelings that come upon you when you lose such a thing to the Lord and God gave me peace. Tonight, I received a call and it was found with everything intact. God concerns Himself even about the absent minded.
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Today, I went to the Hospital to visit and under the direction of the Spirit, I sat in the emergency room reception and waited. After about 30 min., in came Maria. As I found out in our time together, she is very ill. I wished her well and she recognized my accent as she had visited America with her foster son. For some time, she energetically told me of the wondrous trip she had enjoyed in America. She talked about the sites she had seen, the honour of the experience (her, being of East German heritage) and mostly about the friendliness of Americans. She was wanting to talk more, but they called her to the office. In the process, the nurse stated that she would still have an opportunity to talk to me more.
