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The Silversmith
There was a group of women in a Bible Study
on the book of Malachi. As they were study-
ing chapter three, they came across verse three
which says: ¡°He will sit as a refiner and purifier of
silver.¡±
This verse puzzled the women and they wondered
what this statement meant about the character
and nature of God.
One of the women offered to find out about the
process of refining silver and get back to the
group a their next Bible study. That week this
woman called up a silversmith and made an
appointment to watch him at work. She didn¡¯t
mention anything about the reason for her inter-
est or her curiosity about the process of refining
silver. As she watched the silversmith, he held
a piece of silver over the fire and let it heat up.
He explained that in refining silver, one needed
to hold the silver in the middle of the fire where
the flames were hottest as to burn away all the
impurities.
The woman thought
about God holding us
in such a hot spot.
Then she thought again
about the verse, that
he sits as a refiner and
purifier of silver. She
asked the silversmith if
it was true that he had
to sit there in front of
the fire the whole time
that the silver was
being refined.
The man answered ¡°yes,¡± he not only had to sit
there holding the silver, but he had to keep his
eye on the silver the entire time it was in the fire.
If the silver was left even a moment too long in
the flames, it would be destroyed.
The woman was silent for a moment. Then she
asked the silversmith, ¡°How do you know when
the silver is fully refined?¡± He smiled at her and
answered, ¡°Oh that¡¯s easy. When I see my image
in it.¡±
If today you are feeling the heat of this world¡¯s
fire, just remember that God has his eyes on you.
The Reading Room
2015 May
Pg 5 - The Sunshine Express
Treasures From The Inbox
Your Love is like an island
In life¡¯s ocean, vast and wide,
A peaceful quiet shelter
From the wind and rain and tide;
Above it like a beacon light
Shone faith and truth and prayer;
And through the changing
scenes of life,
I find a haven there.
- Author Unknown
If you get email, you
get stuff. Sometimes
it is spam, sometimes
it is a true gem.
Here is one of those
gems worth sharing:
The Real Three Bears Story
room.¡±
MY MOTHER
TAUGHT ME HOW
TO SOLVE PHYSICS
PROBLEMS.
¡°If I yelled because
I saw a meteor
coming towards
you, would you
listen then?¡±
MY MOTHER
TAUGHT ME ABOUT
HYPOCRISY.
¡°If I¡¯ve told you
once, I¡¯ve told you
a million times -
don¡¯t exaggerate!¡±
MY MOTHER
TAUGHT ME THE
CIRCLE OF LIFE.
¡°I brought you into
this world, and I
can take you out.¡±
MY MOTHER
TAUGHT ME ABOUT
BEHAVIOR MODIFI-
CATION.
¡°Stop acting like
your father.¡±
MY MOTHER
TAUGHT ME ABOUT
ENVY.
¡°There are millions
of less fortunate
children in the world
who don¡¯t have
wonderful parents
like you do.¡±
THANKS, MOM!!
~ Author Unknown
What My Mother Taught Me
Baby Bear goes downstairs and sits in his small
chair at the table and he looks into his small
bowl. It is empty.
¡°Who¡¯s been eating my porridge?!!¡± he squeaks.
Papa Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his
big chair. He looks into his big bowl and it also is
empty.
¡°Who¡¯s been eating my Porridge?!!¡± he roars.
Momma Bear stops what she¡¯s doing, turns her
head and yells from the kitchen, ¡°For Pete¡¯s
sake, how many times do we have to go through
this?¡±
¡°It was Momma Bear who got up first, it was
Momma Bear who woke everyone in the house,
it was Momma Bear who made the coffee, it
was Momma Bear who unloaded the dishwasher
from last night, and put everything away. It
was Momma Bear who went out in the cold,
early morning air to fetch the newspaper, it was
Momma Bear who set the table, it was Momma
Bear who put the cat out, cleaned the litter box,
and filled the cat¡¯s water and food dish. And,
now that you¡¯ve decided to drag your sorry
bear-butts downstairs and grace Momma Bear¡¯s
kitchen with your grumpy presence, listen good,
because I¡¯m only going to say this one more
time . . .
I HAVEN¡¯T MADE THE PORRIDGE YET!!¡±
MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME TO APPRECIATE A
JOB WELL DONE.
¡°If you¡¯re going to kill each other, do it out-
side. I just finished cleaning!¡±
MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME RELIGION.
¡°You better pray that will come out of the
carpet.¡±
MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME ABOUT TIME TRAVEL.
¡°If you don¡¯t straighten up, I¡¯m going to
knock you into the middle of next week!¡±
MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME LOGIC.
¡°Because I said so, that¡¯s why.¡±
MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME FORESIGHT.
¡°Make sure you wear clean underwear in case
you¡¯re in an accident.¡±
MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME IRONY.
¡°Keep laughing and I¡¯ll give you something to
cry about.¡±
MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME ABOUT THE SCIENCE
OF OSMOSIS.
¡°Shut your mouth and eat your supper!¡±
MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME ABOUT CONTOR-
TIONISM.
¡°Will you look at the dirt on the back of your
neck.¡±
MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME ABOUT STAMINA.
¡°You¡¯ll sit there until all that spinach is fin-
ished.¡±
MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME ABOUT WEATHER.
¡°It looks as if a tornado swept through your
Mother