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June 19, 1919 is an easy day to remember, but I almost forgot it. Today, June 19, is Mother’s Birthday. I wrote a Sharing Time about Mother many years back and posting it here again. (Mother would have been 105 today.) “A Prayerful Mother” by Reva Lachica Moore I don’t remember exactly how old I … Read more

(I wrote this in 2007 when the word “selfie” was not used yet. Pic taken by Mary Grace.) I do not like to write about grim topics, but if this article could save even just one person who visits the Grand Canyon, my writing would be all worth it. I started writing this article last … Read more

My husband JR and I were dining at an Italian Restaurant thirty miles from home. We had $10 discount coupons for this restaurant. After a tasty meal, we decided the place was too far to go back for the next time. JR had one more coupon and he wanted to give it away. “Who should … Read more

My Damascus Road: A Personal Conversion Story of Dan T. Jarapa Before I became a pastor, I was just an ordinary member of our church in Siquijor. My parents had embraced the Seventh-day Adventist faith when I was a young child. Out of my six siblings, five of us converted to Adventism, while one remained … Read more

I had a “near death” experience even though I did not have a cardiac arrest and did not go into a coma. I did not see the pearly gate or stairway to heaven, or sensed the peace and harmony that many who had NDEs have. Rather, the very scary incident changed me to be more … Read more

I always bring my IPad to church for my granddaughter, Kaitlyn, 4, to draw on during the sermon. She draws using PaintSparkle and her favorite thing to draw is “Jesus on the Cross.” While we sat in church, she drew Jesus and placed the black dots (nails) and then the red dots (blood), and then … Read more

(This was written in 2003 when Cristopher applied to Adopt a Minister International. Today, Cris is a Theology Instructor at Central Philippine Adventist College.) “Father, when I grow up, I will kill all the people involved in your death,” I made this promise at my father’s grave way back in 1991. I grew up in … Read more

While rummaging through the attic one day, I found a familiar item. An old fishing tackle box. It looked all scratched up, showing years of use. Instantly, I had flashbacks of long ago, even as far as 42 years back when my husband Edwin’s favorite pastime was fishing. Things were quite simple then. We didn’t … Read more

While in Natchez, Mississippi some years back, I saw workers hauling dirt from a side of a huge mountain; a big chunk of the mountain was gone. Then I remembered the story – Mountain Moving Faith – that I had read several years ago, and I wish to share the story with you. This story, … Read more