November 10, 2006 ⏤Sharing

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Friday, November 10, 2006

Sharing my celebration with you: I had some folks over for my 50th B-day...

Actually it wasn't just for the B-day - we are an international crew. We are all learning German together. "Hey, could someone bring in the chairs, it's time to eat KingRanchGeorgeBushGermanTexasChicken."

Why has it been renamed?
I couldn't get all the ingredients needed to make King Ranch Chicken!

Why was it renamed the above name?

Words in German have a tendency to be long. Why? It is simple. German's define a word by using other words. For instance, a glove is simply taking two words that were already define (hand and shoe) and putting them together to form a new word: handshoe = handschuhe. Think about it, it does make sense. Why come up with a whole new word when you can simply take the idea of a shoe being used on your hand and have a word that everyone understands :-) Of course you also let yourself in for some really LONG words.

The George Bush part? Well, you see he is not well liked in my neck of the woods. Once people find out that I am from USA they give me a hard time about George. When they find out I am from Texas -- it is never ending!!!!!
Posted by Robyn Rochelle E. at Friday, November 10, 2006

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A little about me

I am in the world almost every day. Okay, daily.
Are you?

I am called to be salt and light.

A few days ago, one of the waiters at the local diner that I frequent in the wee hours of the morning shared some very personal information. I looked as she opened up her heart with her pitcher of coffee poised in her hand, ready to pour - but not pouring. She held it as if it were a shield. The longer she shared her heart the lower the coffee pot dropped. And finally when she asked me my thoughts, the coffee pot sat beside me on the table. We talked. We laughed. We shared our lives and our thoughts. It was a time to shine a little light and sprinkle a little salt.

Are you finding places that you meet people searching for the same things?

I have been a commissioned missionary. I left the foreign mission field in November of 2014. Now I am a home missionary. Not commissioned by an organization. Commissioned by Jesus.

Life is a mission field. I was a missionary in my classroom as a teacher before I left for the foriegn mission field. Before that I was a missionary with my family, neighbors and even in my church. I was a missionary from the moment I accepted Christ as my Savior at age 7.

So are you.

We are mutating missionaries.
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