A true story from Pastor Tim...
One year, at the annual summer day camp Westside Bible Church runs, we had a set of identical twin brothers enrolled. They were 6 years old and very, very identical.
At the end of each day's schedule, all of the day camp children would gather together in our main hall and watch a slide show of pictures taken during the various activities of the day. As they watched, the children would point out individuals they recognized in the photos. On one of those days, when one of the twins was recognized, a number of children pointed to him and said, "That's you!"
Apparently it wasn't, because he replied loudly in protest, "No, that's not me. That's the other me!"
"For how can one know color in perpetual green, and what good is warmth without cold to give it sweetness?"
Our church was saddened to learn this week of the death of one of our most valued members, Someone Else.
"While it's impossible to trace the pinball path of a single prayer, our prayers somehow exit our four dimensions of space-time in order to get to the God who exists outside of the four space-time dimensions He created when He said, "Let there be light." Our prayers don't dissipate over time; our prayers accumulate through eternity."
It was just a regular day at Darien Lake, an upstate New York amusement park.