Adventist Life

At a church potluck in Dallas, Texas, in the 1970s I overheard my grandfather tell the person seated next to him:

“I eat my peas with honey; I’ve done it all my life.

I know it seems rather funny, but at least they stick to my knife.”

—Ed Fry, Pinehurst, Texas

Camp Meeting Memories

One evening at camp meeting my cousin stayed and read to my daughters while I attended the adult meeting. The next day during lunch Eric B. Hare came and sat by my daughter, Jan. He had been telling stories in her kindergarten meeting earlier that day. Jan excitedly recounted to us what she had heard the night before—the story of a wounded elephant brought to a mission station for healing. Dr. Hare kept eating and murmured “Um-hum” occasionally. I wondered at his seeming lack of interest, because he usually interacted more animatedly with children.

As my daughter finished her story, informing us that the elephant got well and looked back at the doctor with tears rolling down its face while being led back home, Dr. Hare leaned toward her and said, “Those were real tears, for I was that doctor.” My daughter and I still laugh over Jan telling Eric B. Hare his own story!

—Shirley Gordon, Maryland

Sound Bite

“You can get so busy following the law that you forget the Maker of the law.”

—Pastor Ron Nickerson, in his sermon at the Keene Seventh-day Adventist Church in New Hampshire, on August 16, 2014

“Humility is not thinking less of yourself—it is thinking of yourself less.”

—Pastor Sergio Manente, at the Highland View Seventh-day Adventist Church in Hagerstown, Maryland, on July 19, 2014

Photo

The new Florida Conference headquarters in Altamonte Springs displays artwork throughout the more-than-80,000-square-foot building. One of these is a water feature in the center of the building. It’s a unique depiction of Christ, with water continually flowing over it. A visiting and observant 3-year-old boy asked his mother, “But why does Jesus need to be washed?”

The mother answered, “Because it shows us that Jesus washes our sins away.”

—Betty Kossick, Apopka, Florida