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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
Someone at the Door
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!"
One-Liner #1927
"Do you have a flat stomach?"
Yeah, but the "L" is silent.
"Be a Billionaire!"
and Help
Refugees and
Persecuted Christians
Reflections of a Job Seeker
I applied for a job hanging mirrors. It's something I can see myself doing.
Quote #2362
"Knowledge is a garden. If it isn't cultivated, you can't harvest it."
- African proverb
The Quitter
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 . . . .
Raindrops
- 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.
This past summer, down on Lake Isabella, located in the high desert, an hour east of Bakersfield, a fellow new to boating was having a problem.
One night I was babysitting my neighbor's 6 year old kid. She just kept staring at me, and finally she asked my why I was so ugly, and without thinking I said, "I'm you from the future," and she cried for like 20 minutes.
My twin brother called me from prison.
Everything I need to know about life, I learned from Noah's Ark!
Sometimes life seems hard to bear,
Finishing my morning work, The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage appeared at my office and asked, “Do you know what day it is?”
I asked my two-year-old to take his dirty clothes and put them into the hamper.
My kid asked me what I used to play on the iPad as a kid, and I told him I talked into a fan to sound like a robot.
I ran into a lamppost yesterday. Luckily, I only sustained light injuries.
The longer you stay on the wrong train, the more expensive it is to get home.
It was evening as I climbed aboard the jumbo jet. I was tired.
Sometime after Sidney died, his widow, Tillie, was finally able to speak about what a thoughtful and wonderful man her late husband had been.
Travel Advice: Don't waste money buying new clothes; visit new places where people haven't seen your old clothes.
How many tickles does it take to make an octopus laugh?
"Once you carry your own water, you will learn the value of every drop." 
Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and, shall we say, love.
After about two months in recovery mode, I had an opportunity to go to the neighborhood Publix. It's been a long time since I've been in a store, and I was happy to get out of the house and give The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage a break.
The General went out to find that none of his GIs were there. One finally ran up, panting heavily.
If you serve your kids frozen pizza or chicken nuggets for dinner, you are terrible parent - I don't care how busy you are - find the time to microwave them!
If anyone gets a message from me about canned meat, don't open it. It's Spam.
"Children don't often show their pain through talking. They show us their pain through 'challenging behaviour'. As a culture, we need to move beyond seeing challenging behaviour as 'naughtiness' or a choice, and look to what children are desperately communicating.
I gave you life, but cannot live it for you.