Touched By An Angel
Joan Koscal lives in a very small
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Pressing on
In a far country lived a band of minstrels who travelled from town to town presenting music to make a living. They had not been doing well. Times were hard, there was little money for common folk to come to hear the minstrels, even though their fee was small. Attendance
Attitude – how is yours
The 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud mother-in-law of my best friend, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o’clock, with her hair fashionably coifed and makeup perfectly applied, even though she is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making
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The Story of Edith Burns
Edith Burns was a wonderful Christian who lived in
One morning he went to his office with a heavy heart and it was because of Edith Burns. When he walked into that waiting room, there sat Edith with her big black Bible in her lap earnestly talking to a young mother sitting beside her. Edith Burns had a habit of introducing herself in this way: “Hello, my name is Edith Burns. Do you believe in Easter?” Then she would explain the meaning of Easter, and many times people would be saved.
Dr. Phillips walked into that office and there he saw the head nurse, Beverly.
Edith said, “Well, what do you believe about Easter?”
Edith kept pressing her about the real meaning of Easter, and finally led her to a saving knowledge of Jesus Christ.
Dr. Phillips said, “
After being called back in the doctor’s office, Edith sat down and when she took a look at the doctor she said, “Dr. Will, why are you so sad? Are you reading your Bible? Are you praying?”
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Car crash
Late Beth called Radio Station CFRB in Toronto during a discussion on angels, to add her story. She was late for a party, and was driving far too fast on a wet and lonely highway. Suddenly as she approached an intersection, a dog dashed in front of the car, and
William Wilberforce
William Wilberforce Nearly everyone has heard of William Wilberforce, who opposed the slave trade and was able to have it banned by the English Parliament. William was born in 1759. He was a bright student and studied at Cambridge University. When he was only twenty-four years old, he was elected as the local
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An Angel?
When Catherine Scott was a little girl, money was very tight, especially right after her father was ordained as a minister. “My mother often reached the end of her grocery money long before the end of the month,” Catherine says. “She used to send me into my father’s closet to go through the pockets of his pants and coats. Since he was very absent-minded, I often found money during these treasure hunts.” Somehow, it was always enough. There was one place, however, where neither Catherine nor her mother would search—the Reverend’s bottom dresser drawer. That was where he put the contents of the church’s “poor box,” money parishioners gave to aid the neediest among them. Catherine knew she and her mother were never to take anything from that box, even though they too were sometimes poor.
One day when she was about five, she heard her mother crying. “Mama, what’s wrong?” Catherine found her mother sitting on her bed staring at the bottom dresser drawer. “Nothing, sweetheart.” Catherine’s mother hastily wiped her cheeks. But despite her young age, Catherine understood. There was money in the drawer, no doubt enough to feed them. But Mama couldn’t use it. That money belonged to the church. “I can go through Papa’s pockets again,” Catherine suggested. Her mother smiled wanly, and Catherine started a search. But today there was nothing to find, even though Catherine looked carefully in every one of her father’s garments. “I could sense my mother’s desperation,” Catherine says, “but I wasn’t afraid. Perhaps I was too young to know how serious the situation was. But I did remind her that we still had some Cheerios left, and my brother and I could eat that if nothing else turned up.” Catherine’s mother did not seem especially cheered by this revelation. But within minutes, the back doorbell rang. Catherine was usually not permitted to answer a doorbell alone. But right now her father was working, her brother at school, and her mother trying to repair her tear-streaked face, so the little girl was alone when she opened the door.
Potato Chips
A little boy wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with a bag of potato chips and a six-pack of root beer and started his journey.
When he had gone about three blocks, he met an old woman. She was sitting in the park, just staring at some pigeons. The boy sat down next to her and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root beer when he noticed that the old lady looked hungry, so he offered her some chips. She gratefully accepted it and smiled at him.
Her smile was so pretty that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered her a root beer. Again, she smiled at him. The boy was delighted! They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never said a word.
What a Mother did
Years ago, a young mother was making her way across the hills of South Wales, carrying her tiny baby in her arms, when she was overtaken by a blinding blizzard. She never reached her destination and when the blizzard had subsided her body was found by searchers beneath a mound
Flat
We all have had flat tires at one point or the other. It happens. Church was just letting out as I stood in the street and looked at my mother’s tire; it was flat. It was 90 degrees as the sun beamed down. A small cigarette lighter powered air pump