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Oct. issue

Josiah Job

By Melody Schamel

Job is now 17 months old. He has learned a lot in the past few months. Josiah now knows how to say the names of everyone in our family! He says "dada" for Dad, "mimi" for mommy, "Ma-Maw" for Grandma, "Steph", "Amba", "Ben", "On", for John, "Dadid", "Mel", "Gwace", and points to himself and says either "Dob", "baby" or "boy". The dogs are "woof-woof", the ducks are "wawa", "maow" for cat and "eehee" for horse.

Job also says "turch (Church) sing", and has been known to let out a few loud "Amen!"'s that everyone hears, in the middle of service! He prays with us before meals, and is always very polite. His favorite songs are: "men, Amen, Amen" "all We like Sheep have Gone Astray" (Is. 53:6), and "The Wise man Built his House on a Rock". (He calls that one "Rain a rain- SMASH!)

We have started potty-training Job. He's not well trained yet, but he's working on it. He still loves taking a bath, especially with dad. He is very much a daddy's boy!

Job is very fond of salsa. He actually drinks it! And he asks for it by name. His other favorites are cheese, meat, bread, and fruit. He's like his Dad : ). He doesn't want someone else to feed him; he wants to feed himself!

Job's favorite things to do are: play peek-a-boo, climb up on the top of our bunk bed, ride the "voom-voom's" (ATV's), and color.

Thank you, Lord, for giving us Job!

Fall

By David Schamel

September 23rd was the first day of fall. I like fall because you can rake up leaves and jump into the pile, and because I think all of the yellow and red leaves look very pretty.

Do you know why all of the leaves turn red and yellow? In the fall, God tells the trees to send all their sap to their roots. This causes the leaves to die, and turn yellow and red. If the trees didn't lose their leaves, the leaves would collect the snow and cause the limbs to break. Also, the sap in the trees would freeze, killing the tree.

In the fall I like to make leaf patterns on paper. I pick a leaf from outside and place it under a piece of paper, and then I use a crayon, with the wrapper taken off, to lightly color over the leaf.

At our house, we set up fall decorations. We have scarecrows, that we put down our driveway. We also put out fall candles, and fake leaves on our chandelier.

I thank God for making Fall and all the pretty trees.

Without fall, there would be no new life in the spring. And without dieing to ourselves, there would be no eternal life.

Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone: but if it die, it bringeth forth much fruit.- John 12:24

Camping out

by John Schamel

On September 7-9 my family and I went camping with the Cupit family. We drove up to Marble, Colorado and met the Cox family and drove up to their cabins. Here was our dilemma, the only way we could get up to the cabins, was by four-wheel drive. We had nineteen people, plus food, sleeping gear and luggage, to fit onto two trucks, and five, 4-wheelers.

We finally managed to get up there, and unloaded all of the stuff from the trucks. Then the men practiced shooting their bows, while the boys gathered wood for the fire, and the girls finished the housework and set up sleeping assignments, then set to helping with dinner. We had hot dogs, brats and chili, with fresh fire-baked corn, followed by s'mores for dessert. Then we all went to bed. My two brothers and I had to share a king size air mattress, with only one sleeping bag because on the way up gas got on our other sleeping bags. I got up at five-thirty, and my dad was getting ready to go bow hunting. No one else was up, so I went back to bed.

When I woke up about an hour later, I went down to the Cupit's cabin and ate breakfast.

Later that afternoon, we went swimming in a waterfall nearby, it was freezing cold! When the men came back from hunting, we swam out to a ledge by the waterfall, and took a picture. We swam back to land, it was so cold, everyone was ready to go back.

Saturday night we went to the Cox's cabin to eat dinner together, afterward, we had homemade ice cream and sang hymns. Sunday morning, we all went on a hike together, to an old mine. We had to cross the river by a big log that had fallen across the river. We went up to the mill where there was lots of pyrite. Mr. Cox let us take some of the fools gold home to keep.

Then we went back to the cabins, packed our things and went home. Even though it was a short trip, we had a very enjoyable time and would love to do it again! Thank you Cox family, for sharing the beautiful place God's given you!!

What Atmosphere Do You Put Out?

By Ben Schamel

"...You've seen people that you love to be around. You don't know why. Just that loving type of person. Have you seen that? Just as kind, there, you like to be around them. They create that atmosphere, by the life that they live, the way they talk, their conversation. Then, you've seen those that, you shun them. All the time, they want to talk about some thing evil, and talk about somebody. Say, 'oh, my!' There they come. they're going to criticize somebody there. He's in there now, he's going to talk about this man. All they're going to do is tell dirty jokes...or something like that. You just hate to be around them...seemingly, pretty nice people, but they create that atmosphere.

And the things that you think on, the things that you do, the actions, the things you talk about, creates an atmosphere."

-Bro. William Marrion Branham

So what atmosphere do you create? Do you release a good atmosphere? The atmosphere you have can easily influence your spouse, children, or your brothers or sisters, in a good way or a bad. Someone is always watching you, or you are watching someone else. And that's something we need to be careful of.

We need to invest our time with family, and our friends with a godly atmosphere, and not spend our time with people with evil ones. Because in 1 Timothy 6:20 it says:O Timothy, keep that which is committed to thy trust, avoiding profane and vain babblings, and oppositions of science falsely so called:

(Bad atmosphere)

And I Thought

Changing

The Diaper was the

Hard

Part!

By Amber Schamel

Of course we've all heard about every little thing that can go wrong in changing the diaper, but have you ever heard of the struggle of throwing them away?

Growing up in a family of (going on) nine children, I have changed many diapers in my career. But until that fateful night on Sept. 25, 2007, I never thought disposing of the diaper could be so difficult.

My family has one of those nifty little canisters that are supposed to keep the smell down, and has special little bags you buy for them. Little did I know, changing the canister, would be a nightmare!

There I was, about to change my little brother's diaper when I realized Ben hadn't taken care of the last one he had changed. But as we tried to push it down into the can, it wouldn't budge. "Of course," I thought, "it's full. All we do is simply empty it." The problem was, my mother was out of town and I didn't know how to do it. "It can't be that hard. I can figure it out." I was thinking while I tried to remember how mom had done it. I now understand the importance of Titus 2:3-4 which instructs the older women to teach the younger women!

First I tried unsuccessfully to cut the endless bags so I could take out the ones being used. I did finally get them cut, but that was only the beginning of my tussle. After that, I proceeded to pulling the dirty bags up out of the canister. I hadn't realized how many diapers can fit into such a small can!! As I pulled diaper after diaper after diaper out the canister, Ben began to laugh hysterically at me. That's when Josiah began yelling "Amba, boo-poo! Boo-poo!" When I finally got to the last one, someone had put more than one diaper in before twisting the bag to keep them all in a row. The last pair was stuck and wouldn't come out! That's when I noticed the latch on the bottom of the pail. "I think your supposed to take them out through the bottom" Ben managed through his laughter. I opened the bottom and peered in. BIG MISTAKE! I recoiled at the overpowering smell that met my nose.

After recovering from the suffocating gas, I then began stuffing all of the diapers back into the can. That done, I pulled all of the diapers out of the bottom this time, and thought that I was finally almost done. Wrong again. During my struggle getting the diapers out, the canister had somehow disassembled itself. Now I had to figure out how to put the thing back together!

I started by latching the bottom, then tried to put the top part back together. You see there was this little white thing that is supposed to fit into this other little white collar thing and then is covered by the green little bags. (It didn't make sense to me either!) There, all done. I put the diapers that had fallen out of the used bags during the struggle into the canister, and began to twist. But the thing kept unraveling!

"That's easy to fix," I thought. "I'll just smash a little piece of the bag in between the latch and that will hold it still so that I can twist the little white thingy with no problem."

Once again battling the baby-gas-chamber, I began to pull the bag downward so I could fix the problem. AGAIN another problem arose! The bag wouldn't come down!

I opened the top again. "This doesn't look right. I must have done it wrong." I said to Ben, [who be the way was still laughing at me and calling the (almost) endless string of diapers sausages popping out of a machine.]

So I once again took the silly thing apart and tried again.

After fighting with the diaper canister for thirty minutes (Three-Zero, 30 minutes of my precious life!!!!) I finally managed to get it right.

"I am the champion!" I thought to myself. "Wait, of what? The diaper canister?!"

So if all things have a reason, and a lesson... what is the lesson here?

I am reminded of Romans 8:28 " And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose."

Even if life gets messy and very stinky, in the end, we win. Because Jesus already played the game, all ready bore our struggles.

Thank you Lord, for using stinky diapers to strengthen and encourage me!

God Bless,

The Schamel

Family