September Manna Highlights


Upon the side of a mountain, in a heavily wooded area, a young preacher pitched his tent and prepared for a few days of solitude a time of spiritual renewal in which he would be alone with is God, his Bible, and his thoughts. It was to be a time of prayer, study, and reflection.

In the early morning hours of the second night he was suddenly awakened by the sound of scratching on the floor of the tent. By the light of the moon he was able to distinguish the cause: a skunk had entered the tent and was rummaging through his belongings.

Within arms reach was a sturdy club he had used the previous day for hiking. The skunk was distracted, so he at least had a chance at clubbing it in the head before it saw the blow coming. However, on further reflection, he chose to do nothing. He lay there very quietly, not moving or making a sound. "Suppose I do strike it on the head killing it instantly," he speculated. "It could still, in its dying act, ruin my tent and everything in it; not to mention making me feel bad and smell bad for days!"

So the preacher determined he had nothing to lose, and perhaps everything to gain by just remaining still. After a few minutes, the skunk realized there was nothing for him in this strange location and he walked away, having done absolutely no harm at all. The preacher, breathing a sigh of relief that he had been spared a most unpleasant incident, returned to his peaceful slumber happy he had not "created a stink" by foolishly defending himself or initiating an attack against this foul critter who had invaded his space.

There is a tremendous lesson to be learned from this parable of the preacher and the skunk. Often times our "space" is invaded by some foul creature of the night, intent upon rummaging through our lives, actions and motives. Human nature says, "Clobber them!" The wiser course, however, may often be to remain silent. Clobbering a skunk may only leave you smelling bad!

When the critters of the night came rummaging through His space, Jesus often remained calm and quiet before them. When brought before the chief priest after His arrest, "Jesus kept silent" (Matt. 26:63 NKJV). Before Pilate, "while He was being accused by the chief priests and elders, He made no answer. Then Pilate said to Him, Do you not hear how many things they testify against You?' But He did not answer him with regard to even a single charge!" (Matt. 27:12-14 NKJV).

You and I will have to face many "skunks" in life. Wisdom lies not in struggling with them, but in allowing them simply to retreat into the darkness from which they came!

by Pastor Don Gettys

The Springs of Life

Education, culture, the exercise of the will, human effort, all have their proper sphere, . . . They may produce an outward correctness of behavior, but they cannot change the heart; they cannot purify the springs of life. There must be a power working from within, a new life from above, before men can be changed from sin to holiness. That power is Christ. His grace alone can quicken the lifeless faculties of the soul, and attract it to God, to holiness. SC 18

Every limitation I have is an invitation by God to do for me what I cannot do for myself.

Stephen F. Arterburn

Attention All Women!

On August 17th, there was a wonderful "gathering of the saints"! At Tia's Tex Mex Mexican Restaurant, nineteen McDonald Road ladies treated themselves to "Women's Night Out". This is a new brainstorm of Brenda Hayes, Growth and Fellowship Sabbath School leader. She feels the need to reach out to our women, especially those with children who don't "get a night out" very often. Each month, an area restaurant is chosen. In July we met at Provino's Italian Restaurant with seven ladies attending. All ladies are invited for giggles, good food and fellowship. Only those over the age of 18 please, and sorry Keep children, husbands, and pets at home. Next date is September 28 at 5:30 p.m. at the Imperial Garden Chinese Restaurant. See you there!

                         To Pastor Don Gettys
                            In Appreciation

For Ten brief Years we've all been blessed
By Pastor Gettys Ministry.
His genial Ways and Words of Praise
Have made our Church a Family.

He shares our Joys and Sorrows, too,
In Times of Stress he's always there
To comfort and encourage us,
With kindly Counsel, Trust and Prayer.

He's labored long and faithfully,
And tirelessly each Task discharged,
Till by God's grace our Fellowship
Is Firmly founded and enlarged.

Mere Words can never quite express,
Or truly all our Love declare,
How much we all appreciate
His Dedication and his Care.

Before another Ten Years pass -
Should all our earthly Toils be o'er,
We pray, without the loss of one,
We'll meet on Heaven's peaceful Shore.
                          by Adrian V. Boyer

The above poem was written for Pastor Gettys to honor his ten years of 
service to McDonald Road Seventh-day Adventist Church. This poem was 
read to him at the potluck fellowship dinner on August 2, 1997.
                          Always Be Content

                   Of Aches an' Pains I've had my Share,
                        And Troubles by the Score,
                   And Sometimes there'd be Days I'd feel
                        All beat an' downright Sore.
                   And even tho it does no good
                        To grumble, grouse or groan,
                   It's kinda comfortin' to know,
                        You're really not alone,
                   Because you know that it's been said,
                        By Sages Old and New,
                   That Misery loves Company,
                        And I suspect it's True.

                   Well I suppose there'll always be
                        Occasion to complain
                   That it's too Hot, or it's too Cold
                        Too Dry or too much Rain,
                   But as the Days drift duly by,
                        I'll plod Life's weary Way
                   No matter what the Circumstance,
                        neath sunny Skies or Gray.
                   Now if there is a Moral here,
                        Its lyrical Intent
                   Implies that All, both Great an' Small,
                        Should always be Content.
                           by Adrian V. Boyer


We need sleep. It's essential to health and it's a complex phenomenon. It is controlled by many actions within the brain and by certain environmental influences.

The brain is most vulnerable and must have certain levels of oxygen and glucose or it can receive brain damage or it will die. It also needs proper sleep time so messages can be carried within the nerve cell by electric currents. There are small gaps where the nerve connects with another one called synapse. Electric currents can not jump these gaps; so we have certain chemical messengers called neurotransmitters to transport the message across; then it's converted into an electrical signal again.

To keep these functions going in the proper way it takes excellent nutrition, proper exercise and proper amount of sleep. We have a neurotransmitter, acetylcholine, which helps us to be aware and awake. Then the neurotransmitter serotonin allows us to be drowsy and helps us to sleep.

So the internal workings of the brain with the electrical currents and chemical messengers have a lot to do with our sleep cycle. Our environmental factors, like the rotation of the earth, yearly circling of the earth around the sun, the seasons and gravity will effect our body rhythms.

We sleep in cycles - back and forth between light and deep sleep - all nigh long. During light sleep, our muscles relax. This should make up to 25% of your total sleep time. Alcohol, certain drugs, sleeping pills work against this.

Not enough sleep will cause memory lapses, loss of concentration and inefficiency, and it will cause paranoid delusions and hallucinations.

The more active our brain is, the more sleep we need. The death rate is lowest when we get seven hours each night. Those who get more than or less than seven hours had death rate increased in proportion to the difference.

Low sleep can never be recovered. As long as it isn't every day, there doesn't seem to be any ill effects. We can only gain back about 75% of lost sleep. The best sleep comes from an uninterrupted six or seven hours. It's best to get sufficient sleep during a single stretch of time.

We should not eat at least four hours before going to bed for it interferes with a good night's sleep and our digestion. It put extra stress on our hearts, putting fat in our blood - setting us up for a heart attack!

There are many things which can disturb our sleep - muscle twitching, aches and pains. We need to find the answer like a calcium deficiency - need a new mattress, better nutrition, etc. Still can't sleep? These - anxiety, depression, coughing, hunger, too hot or cold, emotional disturbance - can keep you awake. We need to rid our lives of these.

Drugs are not the answer! Tranquilizers, weight control drugs, and caffeine keep us awake. Americans drink 60 tons of caffeine daily. We have the highest insomnia rate in the world.

Try this:

Welcome to the land of the living!

Been Thumped lately?

When a potter bakes a pot, he checks its solidity by pulling it out of the oven and thumping it. If it "sings," it's ready. If it "thuds," it's placed back in the oven. The character of a person is also checked by thumping.

Been thumped lately?

Late-night phone calls. Grouchy teacher. Grumpy moms. Burnt meals. Flat tires. "You've got to be kidding" deadlines. Those are thumps. Thumps are those irritating inconveniences that trigger the worst in us. They catch us off guard. Flat footed. They aren't big enough to be crises, but if you get enough of them, watch out! Traffic jams. Long lines. Empty mailboxes. Dirty clothes on the floor . . . . Thump. Thump. Thump. How do I respond? Do I sing? Or do I thud? Jesus said that out of the nature of the heart a man speaks (Luke 6:45). There's nothing like a good thump to reveal the nature of a heart. The true character of a person is seen not in momentary heroics, but in the thump-packed humdrum of day-to-day living.

Max Lucado in "On the Anvil"

Profiles . . .

Steve, originally from Michigan, came south at the age of ten and gave up his Yankee ways. He knew that someday he would meet and fall in love with a southern Belle. Sure enough, he met Tricia, a North Carolina 'tarheel' in freshman comp class at Southern Missionary College in 1971.

They started dating in January of 1972, and were married on July 15, 1973, they have been romancing each other for over 25 years.

With a degree in Office Administration, Tricia has worked in various departments in the Georgia-Cumberland and Southern Union Conference offices for nearly 22 years.

After stints as a truck driver, fork-lift operator and dairy farmer, Steve finally settled into a life of computer programming in 1982. He worked for the Southern Union Conference for nine and a half years, and then they moved to Collegedale where he began programming for McKee Foods. He is also busy at McDonald Road Seventh-day Adventist Church as leader of the Earliteen department.

With four years of wedded bliss in the books, Jason came along to add more joy to their lives. After surviving many adventures with horses, cows and other farm animals; electric fences (get him to tell you about THAT sometime); and would-be burglars, he has turned into an almost 20 theology student (we think he is well on his way to becoming the next Litch).

The Fosters enjoy rollerblading, racquetball, volleyball, walking, traveling to visit relatives and friends (or just to be going), surfing the Internet (at least half of them do), reading and bird watching. With nine bird feeders and two squirrel feeders on their plantation there is plenty of the latter to do.

If you enjoy a little quiet, a little ornithology, and a little fellowship, drop by the Foster house on Bill Reed Road. They'll be glad you did... and so will you.

Try this Recipe!

Tofu Pecan Meal Patties by Marilyn Valieres Mix together and fry. Put in baking dish and add mushroom soup gravy. Bake at 350 until heated through.
           Before It Is Too Late

           If you have a tender message
               Or a loving word to say,
           Don not wait till you forget it,
               But whisper it today;
           The tender word unspoken,
               The letter never sent,
           The long forgotten messages,
               The wealth of love unspent 
           For these some hearts are breaking,
               For these some loved ones wait;
           So show them that you care for them
               Before it is too late
                   Frank Herbert Sweet

Fire trucks have four wheels and eight firefighters, and four plus eight equals twelve. There are twelve inches in a foot. A foot is a ruler. Queen Elizabeth is a ruler, and the Queen Elizabeth is one of the largest ships on the seven seas. Seas have fish. Fish have fins. The Finns fought the Russians. The Russians are red. Fire trucks are always rushin'. Therefore, fire trucks are usually red!

If you think this is wild, you ought to hear some people trying to explain why they are not attending Sabbath School and Church on Sabbath morning.

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