My husband and I, both in our 90s, were exiting the place where we had just eaten lunch. He, with his cane, and I, with my unsteadiness, were holding on to each other for stability. As we gradually made our way down the columned entrance and tottered along the sidewalk to our car, my husband suddenly spoke this profound observation: “Well, I guess we are going as slowly as we can without stopping,” which was about right.
We chuckled as we continued to our car, reminiscing on how God has been so good to us.
—Evelyn Warram, San Bernardino, California
Hi, kids! Herald’s trumpet is once again hidden somewhere in this magazine. If you find it, send a postcard telling us where. Be sure to include your name and address! Then we’ll randomly choose three winning postcards.
In our last contest (July 17, 2014) we had 11 entries! Our three winners were Rainey Davis, from Spokane, Washington; Katherine Struntz, from Umatilla, Florida; and Mackenzie Wheeler, from Calimesa, California. Each received a book from the Review and Herald. Where was the trumpet? On page 14.
If you can find the trumpet this time, send your postcard to Herald’s Trumpet,
Adventist Review, 12501 Old Columbia Pike, Silver Spring, MD 20904-6600. The prize will be a . . . surprise! Look for the three winners’ names in the January 22, 2015, edition of the Adventist Review. Have fun searching and keep trumpeting Jesus’ love—and His second coming!
“Being good isn’t good enough when it comes to marriage. Marriage is an art between two incompatible people living a compatible life.”
—Ray Pichette, Illinois Conference president, during his sermon at the Bolingbrook Seventh-day Adventist Church in Illinois, August 9, 2014
“Remember the three R’s: Rules without Relationship breeds Rebellion.”
—Paul Dybdahl, at the Upper Columbia Conference camp meeting
SUPPORTED: Do you ever have those days when you feel hung out to dry? This is a photo of my newborn great-niece. While the picture was being snapped, I saw the hand of her father never letting go of his precious child, and I thought immediately of how God’s hand is always supporting us.
—Cheryl Hurt, South Carolina
