I'm not sure what artists think of when they think of doing sculptures like this, but anyhow, this is a display we see whenever we pass through the Choi Hung MTR station.
Of the things that is it difficult being overseas, is missing family events. On Saturday one of my nieces got married.
I remember once, when she might've been around six years old, that we had just arrived back in the States after being gone for a couple years. She was sitting beside me on my mom and dad’s sofa in our living room at this farm, and she looked up at me and said, “Uncle Dave, do you miss me?” I said, “I sure do Katie, I miss all of you!” She said, “I thought you'd say that.”
I'm not sure why that sticks in my mind, but it does has a very special and cute moment. God bless you Andrew, Katie.
Last Wednesday I had my doctors appointment at the Grantham Hospital, which is a government hospital. My cardiologist is a believer and looks too young to be a doctor. However, that probably says more about me than about him!
We got there about 8:30, But the outpatient clinic didn’t really open until 9 o’clock, other than the Shroff's office where we paid. Starting at 9 things went quickly. I had an EKG, another Echo-cardiogram, and a chest x-ray.. Then the wait started, and it wasn’t until bout 3 hours later that we finally saw the doctor.
He’s very personable, and helpful. I still am not sure when the surgery will be but, we’re hopeful it will be in the first few months of the year. I’m sure he does not know either, as he is not actually the surgeon. That will be someone from the Queen Mary Hospital. What I do know is that next Monday I’ll go into the hospital a couple days and on Tuesday I’ll have a heart catheterization.
If it all goes well, I’ll be released on Wednesday. After that cam scan, they’ll send the results to the surgeons in Queen Mary. The purpose the catheterization is to see if there are any other issues they need to know about, like blocked arteries, etc. before the open me up. I guess they don't want to be surprised. Neither do I!
Because of that, I will not be publishing an issue of the Fodder next week.
Would you please remember Cindy next Friday. She’ll be going to help facilitate a workshop on “Strengthening you Interpersonal Skills,” for which she has received training and is qualified to teach. She’ll be working inside with a group. Pray for her safety in travel, and that she won’t freeze! I guess they don't have heat in that part of the country yet, or maybe not even at all during the winter, and it’s already near freezing, at least at night.
Thanks again for your prayers. We’re encouraged that we’re in the government system! It’s a great system if one has patience!
That’s it for the next couple weeks. Make it a great week! Blessings, Dave
In Everything Give Thanks
“In everything give thanks; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus” (1 Thessalonians 5:18).
Had I read and understood this verse as a young girl, perhaps I wouldn’t have needed to read all the books I read about finding God’s will for my life, or attend all the seminars on discernment, or spend anxious nights in prayer wondering if I was perfectly aligned with the will of God. Paul tells the Thessalonian Christians that giving thanks in everything was God’s will for them, plain and simple.
On the surface, this seems too easy, too simple to encompass something as deep and as wide as the will of God. And yet, praise and thanksgiving have always been the markers of a people who walked in the will the Lord, even of those who struggled with circumstances in which we would be stretched to find any reason for praise.
For ancient Israel, the concept of thanksgiving was explicitly tied to remembering all that God had done on their behalf. The people are told to remember the God who “brought them out of the land of Egypt” and to remember “the days of old” when the Lord found them “in a desert land, and in the howling waste of a wilderness; He encircled them, He cared for them, he guarded them as the pupil of His eye” (Deuteronomy 5:15; 32:7-12). The psalmists remind the people to “remember that God was their rock, and the Most High God their Redeemer” (Psalm 78:35), and Job cries out in defiant praise after losing everything, “The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away. Blessed be the name of the Lord” (Job 1:21).
A spirit of thanksgiving marked the earliest followers of Jesus as well. These early believers were so overjoyed at the Spirit’s work among them that they shared meals, their property and possessions, and were continually praising God (Acts 2:42-47). Paul exhorted the Philippian Christians to offer their prayers and supplications “with thanksgiving” (Philippians 4:6), and the endless song around the throne of heaven in Revelation sounds the chorus for “blessing and glory and wisdom and thanksgiving and honor and power and might be to our God forever and ever” (Revelation 7:12). Indeed, it is the will of God, from beginning to end, for us to give thanks and praise.
The American celebration of Thanksgiving was founded because our earliest leaders thought it important for the entire nation to stop and give thanks. Written in 1782, one of the first declarations concerning the day of Thanksgiving read:
“The United States in Congress assembled, taking into their consideration the many instances of divine goodness to these States:[...] Do hereby recommend to the inhabitants of these States in general, the observation of THURSDAY the twenty-eight day of NOVEMBER next, as a day of solemn THANKSGIVING to GOD for all his mercies: and they do further recommend to all ranks, to testify to their gratitude to GOD for his goodness, by a cheerful obedience of his laws, and by promoting, each in his station, and by his influence, the practice of true and undefiled religion, which is the great foundation of public prosperity and national happiness.”(1)
This declaration reflects the notion that the mark of a great nation, like the distinction of God’s people in Scripture, is in its thanksgiving. Thanksgiving is God’s will for God’s people because when we give thanks for who God is and what God has done in our lives, there is no room for jealousy of what others’ have, no room for complaining about what we lack. Even in times of deepest sorrow, there is a joy that rises up on the heart when praise comes even with tears. Thanksgiving makes the heart full of gladness which overflows from our lives and spills out into acts of kindness and generosity. When we are grateful, we cannot help but share our gratitude. And this is the will of God for our lives.
I am grateful for a day set apart to focus on thanksgiving, but I am challenged to live into God’s will for my life by giving thanks in everything, every day of the year. As the author of the letter to the Hebrews concludes: “Through God then, let us continually offer up a sacrifice of praise to God that is the fruit of lips that give thanks to His name. And do not neglect doing good and sharing; for with such sacrifices God is pleased.”(2)
Margaret Manning is a member of the speaking and writing team at Ravi Zacharias International Ministries in Atlanta, Georgia.
(1)Thanksgiving Proclamation State of New-Hampshire. In Committee of Safety, Exeter, November 1, 1782 from https://www.history.com.
(2) Hebrews 13:15-16.
No Thanksgiving Dinner
Tis the night before Thanksgiving and all through our house
No turkey is baking; I feel like a louse,
For I am all nestled, so snug in my bed;
I'm not gettin' up and I'm not bakin' bread.
No pies in my oven, no cranberry sauce
Cuz I give the orders, and I am the bosS.
When out in the kitchen, there arose such a clatter
I almost got up to see what was the matter.
As I drew in my head and was tossing around
To the bed came my husband, he grimaced, he frowned.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
He scared me to death and I thought, "Here he goes!"
He spoke not a word as he threw back my quilt
And the look that he gave was intended to wilt.
So up to the ceiling my pillows he threw
I knew I had had it, his face had turned blue.
"You prancer, you dodger, you're lazy, you vixen
Out yonder in kitchen, Thanksgiving you're fixin."
But he heard me explain, with my face in a pout:
"I'm just plain too tired and we're eating out!"
Who on earth dreams these up?
- How does Moses make tea? Hebrews it.
- Venison for dinner again? Oh! Deer.
- A cartoonist was found dead in his home. Details are sketchy.
- I used to be a banker, but then I lost interest.
- Haunted French pancakes give me the crêpes.
- England has no kidney bank, but it does have a Liverpool.
- I tried to catch some fog, but I mist.
- They told me I had type-A blood, but it was a Typo.
- I changed my iPod's name to Titanic. It's syncing now.
- Jokes about German sausage are the wurst.
- I know a guy who's addicted to brake fluid, but he says he can stop any time.
- I stayed up all night to see where the sun went, and then it dawned on me.
- This girl said she recognized me from the vegetarian club, but I'd never met herbivore.
- When chemists die, they barium.
- I'm reading a book about anti-gravity. I just can't put it down.
- I did a theatrical performance about puns. It was a play on words.
- Why were the Indians here first? They had reservations.
- I didn't like my beard at first. Then it grew on me.
- When you get a bladder infection, urine trouble.
- Broken pencils are pointless.
- What do you call a dinosaur with an extensive vocabulary? A thesaurus.
- I dropped out of communism class because of lousy Marx.
- All the toilets in New York's police stations have been stolen. The police have nothing to go on.
- I got a job at a bakery because I kneaded dough.
- Velcro - what a rip off.
I’ve got bad news for older folks, there’s several older folks in the crowd, so I got bad news right here now. It says: “To help save the economy, the federal governmental announce next month that the immigration department will start deporting senior citizens in order to lower social security and medicare costs. They were gonna’ deport illegal aliens, but realized old people are easier to catch,and won’t remember how to get back home.”
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