Neotame Happiness

The bottle in the picture above contains Neotame.  This is the sweetest substance known to man.  It’s about 10,000 times sweeter than sugar.  It’s a bit hard to imagine how sweet that actually is, so let me illustrate.  A 4.5 gram pile of Neotame (that’s about the mass of a nickel), would have the same sweetness as 100 pounds of sugar.  That’s incredible!  The bottle I have is 2% Neotame dissolved in water.  Even though it’s only 2% Neotame, one drop of it is the same sweetness as a teaspoon...
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Aging and Dying: Gradual Graduation into God’s Presence

By: Marci M I’m here to tell you that death isn’t the end. Not for my mom, my friends, for you or for me. That means that all my life I’ve been aging: moving towards graduation into the next world, to live with God once more. We lived with Him before this life; we’ll live with Him again. As the decades pile up, I begin to notice the effects of aging. I begin to notice my body wearing out, piece by piece. I used to be able to stretch farther than that; I used to be faster at that; I used to...
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Do Connections from this Life Last Forever?

By Brent M. I feel a need to talk about life and death. I am 72 years old. I am a prostate cancer survivor. I take pills for atrial fibrillation, blood pressure, high cholesterol, reflux and diabetes. My mother died at the age of 62 from leukemia and my father at 70 from prostate cancer. In spite of the challenges I am relatively fit. I walk miles most days, keep my weight at about 160, get adequate rest and try to reduce stress in my doings. Still at my age, I am intrigued with this stage of...
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Is There Life After Death?

By James B. When I was seventeen, my aunt announced that we wouldn’t need to buy her presents for Christmas, she wouldn't be around long enough to receive them.  They’d found a tumor wrapped around her intestines.  The doctors said six months. She announced this just as summer had begun.  To me, summer is what eternity must feel like.  There’s a sort of endless renewal during summer that I’d taken for granted up until that moment.  And with one pronouncement, life had a clock.  Six months. I ...
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Does God Know Each and Every One of Us?

By Tyler C. My best friend was my cousin Sarah when we were little children. We would do anything we could together in the short time we were able to spend, being that I lived in Washington and she lived in Utah. We loved running around the yard and making up whatever games we could think of. We giggled together and did what we wanted, not caring anything else about the world. One evening, my dad received a distressed phone call from my aunt. They had been on a trip heading back from Californi...
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