God has sent a virus, COVID 19, to warn America that they have forsaken the Lord God of their fathers, and has given us an opportunity to humble ourselves and turn back to seek Him with all our hearts. However, I see no evidence of our turning from our self-centered desire to return to the […]
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I just read an article in the local Pennysaver in which the author mentioned that a money back guarantee was excellent, provided the company was solid. The guarantee never suggested that the money might not be any good. What if the company no longer exists? What if the customer was never satisfied? How long did
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A true story of Mobutu, a self centered leader who provided a rapidly devaluing currency in a land having vast natural resources. A missionary at Bafuka duplicated his own money to serve his people; his currency retained its value until it was worn out or lost.
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Grandpa Paul wanted to own a pony to have a perfect farm to share. Of course, the kids would love to ride him, and he shouldn’t be too big. He should be gentle so even a child could lead him. He should be able to take apples and carrots from the grandkid’s hands, and he should not bite their fingers.
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Last week I shared the brief history of the circulation and use of a currency created by a missionary Bible school teacher at Bafuka. I called it the Z-bill because Bob Zimmerman designed and printed the purple paper money to use in that remote part of Zaire while awaiting the distribution of the new currency as ordered by Mobutu.
Why do we work so hard for something that does not bring satisfaction, something that does not last?
What will a man give in exchange for his soul?
When one is making “good” money it must mean he is making more money, not that others are being paid counterfeit money. The value of money is difficult to define, even though the currency note says it is legal tender for all debts, public and private. Doesn’t it depend on the country where the money can be used, who printed the money, and what you can do with it?
Before I was six, I did get to go to boarding school. My mom put nametags on all my clothes for someone else to read at a place called the laundry. There was a list inside my suitcase, too, to help me not to lose anything, I think. (She would know what I had lost when I came home after three months.) I even got to live in the dorm.
When I was little, I wanted to be a Titchie at Rethy Academy, a boarding school for missionary kids in the Belgian Congo. The school was at Rethy, the same place we lived when my mom and dad first went to Africa to be missionaries. My mom and dad worked at the hospital to learn more about the weird diseases that exist in Africa. Since the school was a long way away, on top of the next hill more than a mile away, I had to stay at home.