Fireside Stories

Thursday, October 1, 1992

Mary Thomson: A Woman of God

In July 15, 1992 there passed into the presence of the Lord a great woman whose life and death would not have been noticed by the world nor it's press. Yet her's was such a life of devotion for God...

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What I Have Found (Part 2)
Tuesday, September 1, 1992

What I Have Found (Part 2)

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What I Have Found (Part 1)
Wednesday, July 1, 1992

What I Have Found (Part 1)

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Monday, June 1, 1992

A Sunbeam for Him

Hello, this is Dr. B. calling. I have the results of your blood tests, and I would like to have some more tests done." "OK. When should I come to your office?" "I would want to have these done in the hospital,...

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Friday, May 1, 1992

Happy to Obey

Mrs. Weisbecker labors for the Lord with her husband, Jim, at Camp Iroquoina near Hallstead, Pennsylvania. In recent years in their travels, and in her speaking to women, she has become increasingly burdened about the biblical role of women in...

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Sunday, March 1, 1992

50 Years in Christ

"And ye shall hallow the fiftieth year, and proclaim liberty throughout all the land unto all the inhabitants thereof. It shall be a jubilee unto you."  (Lev. 25:10) In olden times as well as presently, considerable significance has been given to...

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Saturday, February 1, 1992

M.E., the Lord, & Me

In Canada, my illness is predominantly known as Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (C.F.S.) although the universal name of M.E. (Myalgic Encephalomyelitis) is increasingly used. C.F.S. is, in my opinion, a misnomer and only serves to trivialize this devastating illness. Using it...

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Wednesday, January 1, 1992

The Widow & the Judge

Under the Mosaic law, it was permitted for the poor to pick up the gleanings of the harvest. The rule is still observed (at time of writing) in Palestine. I notice that a poor widow has been following the harvesters...

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Sunday, December 1, 1991

Battles Without, Battles Within

It was hotter than I had ever experienced, and the convoy of trucks made dust so thick it seemed we were traveling in a cloud. The 45-mile trip to our Vietnam base camp seemed to take forever. I had my...

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