Manna Mania
July 23, 2025 by Rhonda Rhea
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By Rhonda Rhea –
Have you ever wondered if the Israelites ever tried to get clever with their manna? God provided them with all that miraculous food each day to keep them alive. But I do remember reading that they got a little whiny about eating the same thing day in and day out. I can picture them moaning, “Oh, the hu-manna-ty”—even though the manna must’ve been pretty sweet and tasty. Exodus 16:31 says “it tasted like honey wafers” (NLT). Add a drizzle of chocolate and it sounds perfect to me.
Shopping at Sky Mall
July 21, 2025 by Darren Marlar
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By Darren Marlar –
By the time you read this I quite possibly could be a TV star thanks to my February 19th appearance on Cornerstone Television Network’s “Focus 4” program. Or I’ll still be a nobody, as I am now as I write this month’s column, sitting in a plane bound for home for Chicago after my TV appearance in Pittsburgh.
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Celebrating April!
July 15, 2025 by Kathi Macias
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By Kathi Macias
I love Spring. Really, I do! If only April didn’t have to happen right in the middle of it….
When I was a kid, I actually looked forward to April. Why? Because the last day of the month is my birthday. And when you can still count your age on the fingers of your two hands, birthdays are about as exciting as it gets! (I have long since run out of fingers and toes to count on, even when I use my husband’s!)
And I Exited The Stage To the Song, “Blue Moon”
July 4, 2025 by Darren Marlar
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By Darren Marlar –
Avatar, The Blue Man Group, The Veggie Tales’ Ms. Blueberry, the shape-changing lady from the X-Men comics, that alien chick on “Star Trek” that Captain Kirk made the moves on… wait a minute, I think maybe she was green. Whatever.
Cooking Can Be Dangerous
June 24, 2025 by Lynn Rebuck
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By Lynn Rebuck –
One typical evening, while attempting to cook dinner, I accidentally ignited the oil in the deep fat fryer, grated my knuckles into the carrot salad, and melted part of my thumb onto the 450-degree baking dish. With both hands bandaged, I scrawled a message in crayon on a grocery receipt and tacked it up over my stove. It has become my kitchen motto: “Cooking Can Be Dangerous.”
