Kit Sober

Is there a formula or other way, in Excel spreadsheet, to convert a number such as 25 to alpha (twenty five)? Thanks for your time.

Hi. Been wondering how you were doing and wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas! THanks for stopping in.

Received this from email, and I thought some would like to know.

Found an elegant box with gold, frankincense and myrhh at Christian Book Distributors and also a different one at Elijahlist (The Elijahlist one has god dust for putting in frosting etc. The CBD one has gold flakes in a bottle. A nice gift for someone you think shows Christ's love in the world today. A note about bubble wrap: it also absobs weight and a piece of it makes a nice seat pad or back pad for people with problems in those area. Again, looks tacky but works.

We had a vet like that Pond. My brother's dog got run over by a truck, and Dr Roberts stayed up all nite trying to save him. He couldn't do it, and didn't charge us anything. Good vets, like any good dr are one in a million. (Dentist, too, are doctors :) )

Received in email today: Author Phillip Yancy tells a story about South Africa in his book “Rumors Of Another World.” His story in based on today’s scripture which clearly tells us how to treat our enemies. In 1994 Nelson Mandela became the President of South Africa when the previous apartheid government was voted out of office. Mandela immediately appointed a commission to seek out and bring to justice those who had been guilty of atrocities during the time of apartheid. The commission was empowered with the responsibility to send to trial and punish anyone found guilty. But the commission was encouraged to provide amnesty to anyone who voluntarily faced his accusers and confessed his guilt. An officer came forward and asked for amnesty. He was brought before the commission. An aged woman was brought face-to-face with the officer who had brutally murdered her only son and her beloved husband. Asked what she wanted from him, she said, "Although I have no family, I still have a lot of love to give." She requested that the officer visit her regularly so she could mother him. Then she said, "I would like to embrace him so he can know that my forgiveness is real." In Yancey’s story the elderly woman made her way to the witness stand --- the officer became so overwhelmed with shame and remorse that he fainted. The pain that woman inflicted was not worldly revenge with the sword but the purifying fire of a God given love that can lead to repentance and reconciliation. I believe that is a good example of how to apply this Bible verse. Scripture: Romans 12:20 “If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink. In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head.”

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Congratulations. I have been thinking that the games some people such as yourself so artfully play here in the Greasespot Reading Room help create and maintain mental alacrity. And you are a fine example of that. Thanks for letting us know. Being proud of ones children is the greatest feeling in the world :)

Thanks so much. Very cool. I did pass to some friends.

IMHO wealth can be a real killer of Godly spirituality unless the footprint size of your spiritual shoes is greater than the size of your bigheadedness. I haven't had this challenge, but I can understant that is easy to think that the wealth you possess is due to your own greatness, rather than God's greatness, and then selfishness begins to reign. I go with the logic that selfishess=>greed because the leech effect sets in -- I deserve your [stuff]. The way of the Lord's heart is rather, "What can I do to help?" I like studying the Catholic saints as well as the Book of Martyrs. Those guys often endured great poverty and the ones like (Catholic) Padre Pio and Mothere Theresa who received a great wealth of donations maintained their personal poverty level, which was part of their personal vow before the Lord.

Fred and I had some great times with Tom when he was a WOW in Reno (circa 1977?) Really nice times. And Barbara was a gem, too. But that was before. . . Hope they remember their roots into Jesus Christ which was good enough for both of them, before. It worked for Jim Bakker, and I hope it works for them as well. They are precious to God. In hope,

Thank you very much for the kindness you have shown. I wish every one a love-ly Thanksgiving!

I always counted that my investment was in that person/those people and in the love of Christ they had. I was taught and continue to believe that people are the greatest investment anyone can make -- better than stock market or real estate -- people are a better investment than anything else. Now I know that anyone is better off without that place, but then I felt sorry for them leaving. Now I know people are so much better off, and I always hope they remember me with a kind kind of affection, where ever they are, whatever they are doing.

My brother was a real "young businessman" when he had a "Green Sheet" (add newspaper. little news, just cheap want ads) paper route when he was a kid. Each week he would not deliver a section, and those that complained, he made a list. Then he delivered to those who complained about not getting their Green Sheet. The papers he did not deliver he saved up and sold at the recyclers. He had a Red Chevy convertible at the time and it would haul a lot of newspapers to the recycler. That's what Brother Bob did to identify potential real customers. I hope you can get something out of this. Bob had a great time doing it ("Don't you think this is the way Rockefeller started," he said to me one time.) :) In hope, Kit

Back to why I am so happy in the Catholic Church: The church bulletin shows how much is collected and what it went for. No one can find Mother Theresa or Padre Pio did any opulent living with the money entrusted to their care. Personal accountability is what each of us lives by. (as opposed to keeping one's nose in the next person's business) Each of us shall give account to the Lord for how we lived and how we spent the money He entrusted to our care. My prayer is that I may be found acceptable in His sight. I try not to worry about how Billy Graham, Creflo Dollar and Joyce Meyer are spending their money, but I do worry that I do not squander the funds He gives me to take care of because I am the only one I can affect. I am the only one I can change. Even my husband and my children are their own, with their own fistful of dollars. In hope,

One (among millions) memorable things Del Duncan told me when I was so severely convicted about some wrong doctrine things I had said, Del said, "My sheep hear my voice, and if you are not speaking His voice, His sheep won't remember." I have asked the Lord many times to keep people's sheep-ears wide open so that only things from the Lord can be heard, and that things such as from my stupidity will fall on deaf ears. (Of course I do try to speak and do things that come from Him so what I say is worth listening to, in the long run. :) )

So happy for you. Continuing to pray for your good success as you carry the treasures of this time back home:) Thanks for letting us in on your times. Sounds so nice! I love Joyce Meyer because she is who she is. She lives her faith as it is, and shares what the Lord has taught her without hypocrisy.

Halloween was one of my favorite times. Neighborhood families out and about, parents able to visit and catch up on things. Children that were as cute as could be. Making costumes. Coming up with stuff the kids could enjoy. Little messages in the treats. ("You are so precious. Hope every day is happy for you.") When we were in Florida and took the kids out, elderly moved their chairs outside to watch the kids parade around. Dad's out protecting their children. Watching over them. All in all a nice time was had by all. (There was a rumor of someone poisening his treats, "over on Robinhood Way,"and we didn't go there. These times have gone. Not one child this year came to the door, even though Fred put out the decorations and waited patiently for the childlren. End of an era. Gone the way of the popcorn balls and pulled taffy we used to have such fun making.

A guy walks into a Glasgow library and says to the prim librarian, "Excuse me Miss, de yee hiv any books on suicide?" To which she stops doing her tasks, looks at him over the top of her glasses, and says, "Fouk off, ye'll no bring it back!" ----------------------------- There was a minister with a hidden deep dark secret of a sin he committed years ago in Bible school. He carried remorse but never talked about his sin, and he never felt a sense of God's forgiveness although he confessed his sin to God. Once he had a lady in his church who claimed to have a prophetic ministry, but he did not believe her. He asked her to ask the Holy Spirit what his sin was that he committed so many years ago. A few days later the lady came back to church, and the minister asked her if she had spoken to the Holy Spirit. Yes, she said. What did He say, the minister asked. He said He forgot. :)

Kindness and good thoughts will go on for eternity.

Coach says, to Brock that he did it carrying a 140 lb man on his back, and Jeremy says, "Coach" . . . . "I weigh 160." (Is this what you are looking for?)

It's a real athelete of the spirit movie -- made by a church in response to the pastor's challenge, what can we do to bring Jesus Christ to the world" (something like that). The kids in the movie were students at the Church school. The head coach at the rival school, the "Giants" is executive pastor of the church. The DVD has some stuff about the church and its people who put together the movie. Eagle started a thread regarding the movie over in the Greasespot Reading Room: Greasespot Cafe thread on Facing the Giants

We were in family corps and things had gone "less than the best" and RMhands was coming over to scream at me. . . (I have had a lot of that in my private life and never liked it and thought of Jesus screaming at precious sheep always made me laugh. Screaming doesn't belong in a Christian's mouth, I thought and still do.) I was talking to the Lord and He knew . . . RMhands shut his mouth and went said "Hi" or something. Because of this I thought he listened to God all the time. Oh well. Live and learn. One face melting I had as tc with bc and his wife. He had a ministry-wide respected mother, who I respected much, too. When he walked me to the car afterwards I asked him if he talked to his mother like that He said he did and I said, "That's what I was afraid of." I was able to stay pretty aloof in my mind because it was such a pile of xrap.

Thank you Excathedra for bringing the miracle of yourself to the Greasespot Cafe, which also includes the wonderful story of your bird. You are a treasure. Thanks so much,