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It has been a fairly productive week here at Cybersalt World Headquarters. It's nice to catch up on a bunch of things so that I am only behind on other things: progress is progress!

Today's video share shows the incredible legacy one teacher created around this month's solar eclipse.
You can watch the video here.

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~ Pastor Tim 

A rather old minesweeper was cruising a lonely stretch of the South Pacific and was overtaken by a new Australian cruiser.

All the US sailors admired the new ship and the Captain sent a blinker-light message to the Aussies: "You are beautiful."

Less than 10 seconds later, the Aussie ship blinkered back: "I'll bet you say that to all the ships."

Every time a bird craps on my car, I eat a plate of wings on the front porch to show them what I'm capable of.

"Be a Billionaire!"

and Help

Refugees and

Persecuted Christians

I was being shown round a cheese factory the other day, when I fell into a giant vat of milk by-product.

"I'm sorry", I said.

"Am I in your whey?"

ADDICTION is giving up everything for one thing. RECOVERY is giving up one thing for everything.

- unknown

I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just come from the car wash and was waiting for my wife. Coming my way from across the parking lot was what society would consider a bum. From the looks of him, he had no car, no home, no clean clothes, and no money.

There are times when you feel generous but there are other times that you just don't want to be bothered. This was one of those "I don't want to be bothered times."

"I hope he doesn't ask me for any money," I thought. He didn't.

He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop but he didn't look like he could have enough money to even ride the bus. After a few minutes he spoke.

"That's a very pretty car," he said.

He was ragged but he had an air of dignity around him. His scraggly blond beard kept more than his face warm. I said, "thanks," and continued wiping off my car.

He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected plea for money never came.

As the silence between us widened something inside said, "Ask him if he needs any help." I was sure that he would say "yes" but I held true to the inner voice.

"Do you need any help?" I asked.

He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. We often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from those of higher learning and accomplishments. I expected nothing but an outstretched grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook me.

"Don't we all?" he said.

I was feeling high and mighty, successful and important, above a bum in the street, until those three words hit me like a twelve gauge shotgun.

Don't we all?

I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed help. I reached in my wallet and gave him not only enough for bus fare, but enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day.

Those three little words still ring true. No matter how much you have, no matter how much you have accomplished, you need help too. No matter how little you have, no matter how loaded you are with problems, even without money or a place to sleep, you can give help. Even if it's just a compliment, you can give that. You never know when you may see someone that appears to have it all. They are waiting on you to give them what they don't have. A different perspective on life, a glimpse at something beautiful, a respite from daily chaos, that only you through a torn world can see.

Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe he was more than that. Maybe he was sent by a power that is great and wise, to minister to a soul too comfortable in themselves.

Maybe God looked down, called an Angel, dressed him like a bum, then said, "Go minister to that man cleaning the car. That man needs help."

Don't we all?

- Author Unknown

Featured Illustrations are items well suited for illustrating or inspiring a point in a sermon, speech, or devotional. Funny, moving, or perhaps even graphic, the point of them is the point you make with them.

Susan Page writes . . . . 

- photo by Susan Page A typical day starts with some quiet reflective time with my Lord. After that comes a hearty breakfast while watching some news coverage. Sometimes this is hard because the state of the world can cause your stomach to rebel. There are fires, volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, floods, mudslides, and bridges collapsing, the very ground around us is seemingly precarious. There are wars and rumours of wars and killings of the innocent right in the very neighbourhoods where we live.

Upon arriving at work, I discuss insurance coverage with individuals who are going through deep waters. I hear of a pastor who fell from grace. My heart aches for these families. I send my condolences to those in ministry who continue to be given heart-breaking news about their loved ones or who are battling serious issues themselves.

The Cybersalt Digest is a ministry of Pastor Tim and Cybersalt.