Kristina, my oldest, holding a little child. This was taken when she was in Guadamala, ministering to children.
Month: September 2006
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In my dreams last night, I dreamt my wedding was video taped and I was watching it for the first time. Needless to say it was a wonderful dream. I was sitting at a table, laughing with my new bride. I heard myself talking. I was saying how much I loved being married. The funny part of the dream was the person filming the wedding. She was deaf. How did I find that out? I talked to my daughter (now 22) at the wedding and she told me. No time line in dreams – ha ha
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Nothing is funny unless there is an element of truth in it. I was at a meeting yesterday with Focus on the Family. Pastor David read two letters (fictious) from before WW2. One letter was from a Jewish girl in a train storage compartment headed for the furnance. She was crying out for someone to hear her. The louder she cried out the louder the singing became. Next he read a letter from the church next to the rail road tracks. The Pastor of that church writes: “The train comes through everyday mid morning. We hear the screams and hurt for the people. -so we sing louder to drown out the voices.”
