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Grandma Cybersalt and I enjoyed a boat tour around Race Rocks Ecological Reserve on Tuesday. If you would like to see some of what we saw, you visit www.racerocks.ca. 

Today's video share makes no sense to me - but I do think it is a good illustration of how silly it is when churches fight each other!
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Enjoy the rest of today's digest!

~ Pastor Tim 

A priest is walking down the street one day when he notices a very small boy trying to press a doorbell on a house across the street.  However, the boy is very small and the doorbell is too high for him to reach.

After watching the boy's efforts for some time, the priest moves closer to the boy's position.  He steps smartly across the street, walks up behind the little fellow and, placing his hand kindly on the child's shoulder leans over and gives the doorbell a sold ring.

Crouching down to the child's level, the priest smiles benevolently and asks, "And now what, my little man?"

The boy replies, "Now we run!"

"Do you have a flat stomach?"

Yeah, but the "L" is silent.

"Be a Billionaire!"

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Refugees and

Persecuted Christians

I applied for a job hanging mirrors. It's something I can see myself doing.

"Knowledge is a garden. If it isn't cultivated, you can't harvest it."

- African proverb

Fate handed the quitter a bump, and he dropped;
The road seemed too rough to go, so he stopped.
He thought of his hurt, and there came to his mind
The easier path he was leaving behind.

Oh, it's all much too hard, said the quitter right then;
I'll stop where I am and not try it again.
He sat by the road and he made up his tale
To tell when men asked why he happened to fail.

A thousand excuses flew up to his tongue,
And these on the thread of his story he strung,
But the truth of the matter he didn't admit;
He never once said, I was frightened and quit.

Whenever the quitter sits down by the road
And drops from the struggle to lighten his load,
He can always recall to his own peace of mind
A string of excuses for falling behind;

But somehow or other he can't think of one
Good reason for battling and going right on.
Oh, when the bump comes and fate hands you a jar,
Don't baby yourself, boy, whoever you are;

Don't pity yourself and talk over your woes;
Don't think up excuses for dodging the blows.
But stick to the battle and see the thing through.
And don't be a quitter, whatever you do.

- Edgar A. Guest

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 PageAs raindrops slide down the window
I wonder… are these Your tears, O God
Shed for this world’s pain and brokenness?
How long, O Lord … how long?

Tears silently flow and gently fall
Each drop is collected in a bottle
God heals the brokenhearted
Mending the wounds for His glory

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

I applied for a job hanging mirrors. It's something I can see myself doing.

A priest is walking down the street one day when he notices a very small boy trying to press a doorbell on a house across the street.  However, the boy is very small and the doorbell is too high for him to reach.

After watching the boy's efforts for some time, the priest moves closer to the boy's position.  He steps smartly across the street, walks up behind the little fellow and, placing his hand kindly on the child's shoulder leans over and gives the doorbell a sold ring.

Crouching down to the child's level, the priest smiles benevolently and asks, "And now what, my little man?"

The boy replies, "Now we run!"

"Do you have a flat stomach?"

Yeah, but the "L" is silent.