South Louisville SDA Church News

7319 Southside Drive

Louisville, KY 40124 Volume 5 Issue 02

(502) 361-2421 2012 2nd Quarter

Elder’s Corner with Elder Clarence Jennette

Elders Report on the Conference for Elders and Pastors

A Positive Approach!

Our Church was represented by Pastor Luis Ruiz and

Head Elder Clarence Jennette at the recent Conference for Elders and Pastors held April 20-22 at Indian Creek Camp. Several of our other elders were unable to attend due to other church commitments. Our featured speaker was Dr. Eduard Schmidt, Associate Director North American Evangelism Institute, located at Berrien Springs, Michigan. I found at that Dr. Schmidt had helped with the service during our Pastor’s Ordination to Ministry. He was a very spiritual leader of our conference. The purpose of this conference was to focus on the role of the Local Elders and the Pastors as: Spiritual leaders of the congregation, Leaders in Worship, A Team working together, and Strategic Planners for church growth. Dr. Schmidt told an experience that happened to him during his ministry that I believe would benefit all of us. While I cannot tell it word for word, I believe you will get the message of the story.

Early in Dr. Schmidt’s Ministry, he was called to a three church District. In his first church,

he decided to visit all his members. When he visited one lady, he found a very sad situation. She was bedfast. Rotten and spoiled food was in the kitchen and other rooms. The house was messy, very messy. The lady needed a bath.

Dr. Schmidt, during the next few days, gathered several helpers and the group visited this lady again. This time, they cleaned her house. While a nice meal was being prepared, some of the other ladies gave her a bath, washed and set her hair. By this time, she was a new person and her house had a good makeover. As Elder Schmidt was leaving he asked the lady, “What are you going to do for Jesus?” She looked at her Pastor and didn’t say a word. He asked her the question for the second time, “What are you going to do for Jesus?” She thought, “What can I do? I’m bedridden. I am just a little old lady.”

After talking for several minutes with her pastor, they came up with a plan for her to help the Church. Their Church had been having poor attendance in most areas like board meetings and prayer meetings. She decided to call all the board members before meetings. Then on the night of the meeting, she called them again to see if they were home or at the meetings.

The Church had such a good increase in board attendance. She also did the same thing for Prayer Meetings. These meetings also had a good increase in members’ attendance. So the end results were that a member who was unable to attend Church Services became a very important part of the Church program. The Church was healthier and happier and so was the lady. Also, the Church made it a point to take good care of this lady. Remember, we need to take the “POSITIVE APPROACH”. We need to think of “WHAT WE CAN DO,” and not what we can’t do. With all of us working together and taking “POSITIVE APPROACH” we can accomplish great things for our Church. MAY GOD BLESS EACH ONE OF OUR MEMBERS!!!

Into the Storm By Thomas Kendall

“Where are you going, Good

Shepherd?” “Into the storm”, he replied.

“One of my own is lost and alone.” “I must bring it safely inside.”

“Will you not wait till the

morning?” “The time to go looking is now.” “No time for sleep, while wolves

stalk my sheep.” “Delay I cannot allow.”

He reached for His staff by the

doorway. “Will you punish the one gone

astray?” He said, with a laugh, “The wolf

feels my staff!” “The lamb on my shoulders will

stay.”

Then out amid the thunder and lightning,

Through wilderness, mountains and sea,

Till found and content: just like when He went

Into the storm seeking me.

The waitress brought the ice cream, put

the bill on the table and walked away.

The boy finished the ice cream, paid

the cashier and left. When the waitress

came back, she began to cry as she

wiped down the table. There, placed

neatly beside the empty dish, were two

nickels and five pennies.

You see, he couldn't have the sundae,

because he had to have enough left to

leave her a tip.

Always remember those who serve. Author Unknown

In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much

less, a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop

and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water

in front of him.

"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.

"Fifty cents," replied the waitress.

The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and

studied the coins in it. "Well, how much is a plain

dish of ice cream?" he inquired.

By now more people were waiting for a table and the

Waitress was growing impatient… "Thirty-five

cents," she brusquely replied.

The little boy again counted his coins. "I'll have the

plain ice cream," he said.

But the drawing of cash from the bank and then

storing it in the office safe was not the only strange

thing that the secretary had noticed Elder Williams

doing lately. He had recently written letters to the

overseas divisions, urging them to send in their

budget requests for the next Annual Council. This was

far in advance of the usual schedule. Why all the rush?

Then Elder Williams further complicated the situation

by asking Mr. Rogers to drive him to the Union Station

in downtown Washington, so that he could take the

midnight train for an unscheduled trip to New York

City. Of course, Elder Williams frequently went to

New York City to arrange to send mission funds by

cable to the various offices, but this time it was fully

10 days before the date such a trip normally would

have been scheduled. Why did he need to go to New

York City that night? Mr. Rogers wondered, but asked

no questions.

A few days later, in regular morning chapel service at

the General Conference office, Elder Williams told the

office a story that made a lasting impression on

everyone present. Here it is as told in his own words:

It was closing time on March 2. People were

rushing home from work while I sat alone in

my office enjoying the quiet hush after a busy day.

Because my wife was not at home, there was no need

for me to hurry to an empty house. I will go home and

go to bed early, I mused to myself.

Just then, there was a pressure on my shoulder, and a

clear voice commanded, Go to New York City tonight.

I sat up and braced myself in my chair. Then I bowed

my head and prayed, Lord, I have no authority to

transact business in New York City at this time. What

am I to do when I get there?

God Was Ready The

Day The Banks Closed

Elder Williams would never forget the events of

Thursday, March 2, to Sabbath, March 4, 1933. We should

never forget them either. For they show that the God of

heaven is leading the people who believe and obey the

historic truths given in the Bible and Spirit of Prophecy. Are

you and your loved ones faithfully adhering to those truths?

By Emma Howell Cooper

(Shared by Clayton Schlenker and Boyd Hooper)

A thousand dollars is a lot of money to keep in a small safe.

Yet W.H. Williams, under-treasurer of the General

Conference, asked his secretary to place ten $100 bills in an

envelope, date it, mark the amount, and put the envelope

into the office safe. In subsequent weeks the secretary

stuffed, dated, and marked other envelopes, also storing

them in the safe.

Being a keen financier, Elder Williams understood the

currencies of many lands. The Lord needed just such a man

in 1933. That was a time of depression. Funds were scarce,

and many people were going hungry. The world budget of

the church had been cut at the annual meeting, and a

general feeling of concern prevailed.

Elder Williams had charged of the flow of denominational

funds in and out of the General Conference with respect to

both the world field and the North American Division.

Because of this, he did his banking not only in Takoma Park

and downtown Washington D.C., but in New York City, as

well. The $1,000 amounts Elder Williams directed his

secretary, Chester Rogers, to put into the office safe were

funds he had withdrawn periodically from the General

Conference account at the Takoma Park bank. His secretary

wondered why he made these withdrawals.

The pressure continued: Go!

I was tired. I dreaded a late-night trip to

Union Station by streetcar. Had Chester

Rogers gone yet? Stepping outside my

office, I met my faithful secretary.

Chester, will you take me to the train

tonight? I asked. To this he agreed

without question.

Early the next morning I arrived in New

York City. I prayed that the Lord would

keep me from improper transactions

that day. Why was I there, anyway?

When the banks opened that Friday

morning, I found myself at the first

bank, facing the teller who normally

handled our mission transactions. He

knew our schedule. Would he straighten

me out? I wondered. But the teller did

not raise so much as an eyebrow at

seeing me that day at such an early

hour.

When I told him that I wished to send

the mission funds to the usual places, he

replied, Yes, Mr. Williams, I’ll be happy to

care for that.

Three Times the Amount! After checking to be

sure he had the correct addresses, I gave him

a list of the various amounts to send to each

division. As I did so I found myself saying, In

fact, I’d like to send three times our regular

amount in each case, please.

With a telescopic view my mind’s eye could

see the figures of our accounts. Yes, we had

enough in the bank to cover three months

appropriations for each place, but it certainly

would leave little in reserve! The teller

indicated that he would carry out my wishes.

After turning away from the window, I

stepped back again. You’ll be sure to attend to

this at once, please? I urged.

Yes, of course, Mr. Williams, it will be the next

thing I’ll do, replied the teller.

When I had gone there that morning I had

been trembling so much that I could scarcely

walk. But, inside the bank, all my quaking

and fears had vanished. Out on the street the

shaking returned.

How could I ever explain to the General

Conference officers what I had just done

without their authorization? Again I felt the

pressure on my shoulder and heard more

words:

The voice sounded as though there was no

time to lose!

As the morning advanced, the answer

came clearly: Go to the two banks and

send the mission money to each

division. But this was too early in the

month, I reasoned with the Lord.

However, there seemed to be no

alternative.

Go to the other bank and send those funds now!

I noticed that, as the treasurers entered Elder

Shaw’s office, everyone was tense and all were

talking in subdued tones. All were especially

concerned for our overseas workers.

With the banks closed there will be no funds to

support the missionaries in the field, neither will

there be money with which to bring them home,

Elder Shaw explained to us.

At that point I requested permission to speak. I

quietly related to them my story.

As we rose from our knees someone remarked

that we had been so concerned for our overseas

missionaries that we had given no thought to

the need of our workers at headquarters. How

would we provide for them? How long the

banks would be closed?

Then I remembered the $1,000 items in the

little safe in my office. Quickly we counted the

envelopes. With care there would be enough

cash with which to meet our payroll for the next

three months - the same length of time for

which we had sent funds the day before to the

overseas divisions.

Again I followed the instruction. At the second bank I again met a cordial reception and I transferred the mission funds in exactly the same manner I had at the first bank, not forgetting to caution the teller that the money should be cabled at once, and receiving the same assurance I had at the first bank. Then the next stop became clear to me: I must cable the divisions and say, Conserve funds. Letter follows. Having attended to this, I suddenly realized that I was completely exhausted. It was a relief to think that now I could take the train back to Washington and the streetcar back to Takoma Park. I would arrive in mid-afternoon, and the General Conference offices would be closed. However, there would be many Seventh-day Adventists scurrying here and there on the streets, preparing for the Sabbath. I preferred not to meet anyone. Since the streetcar line ends in front of a shopping area, I wondered if anyone would tell me that he had needed me in the office that morning. In weariness and apprehension I prayed, Lord, let

me get home alone. Don’t let me be obliged to talk

with anyone when I get back. Please help me!

I must have dozed a bit. All at once I realized that

we were being switched onto a siding. Soon the

conductor explained that there had been a wreck

ahead, and it would be some time before the track

was cleared. When finally I arrived at Union

Station in downtown Washington and then made

my way to Takoma Park by streetcar, it was

already dark. The streets were deserted. I walked

the few blocks to my home on Carroll Avenue

without meeting a person I knew. Soon I was in

bed, after praying that the Lord would grant me a

good night’s rest and would prevent my

awakening on the Sabbath with my mind in

turmoil over the past day’s activities.

The Lord granted my request, for I slept soundly.

In fact, Sabbath was well along before I awakened

to find the sun shining across my bed.

It was March 4, 1933, and it was the day a new United States president was to be inaugurated - Franklin D. Roosevelt. For a moment I lay there. How good it was to relax! It was March 4, 1933, and it was the day a new United States president was to be inaugurated - Franklin D. Roosevelt. For a moment I lay there. How good it was to relax!

I sprang from my bed. In my pajamas I rushed to

the door for a newspaper. I had to know what had

happened! And there it was - a two-inch-high black

headline proclaiming: Banks Closed Nationwide!

As I began to realize what this meant, tears came

to my eyes, making it difficult for me to read.

Praising the Lord, I was humbled to realize that the

Lord had used me to save most of our mission

funds.

Immediately after sundown my telephone rang

sharply. It was Elder J.L. Shaw, our General

Conference Treasurer. He was calling a meeting of

the Treasury personnel immediately in his office.

You have heard the news, he said. What will we do

to support our missionaries? Then he hung up

before I could answer.

Then, through my open window came the raucous voice of a newsboy: Extra! Extra! Banks closed! Extra! Extra! Banks closed nationwide!

I spent the rest of the Sabbath alone with God, praising the Lord. I prayed that He would always keep me humble in His service.

When Elder Williams sat down that morning on

which he shared this experience, it was evident

that the congregation had been deeply moved.

Thousands of small banks, indeed, went

permanently out of business on March 4, 1933.

Many large banks did not open again until after a

panic-filled period had passed - a period of three

months. During that time it was not possible to

send funds out of the United States.

During that time the Seventh-day Adventist

Mission Board did not recall one missionary;

neither did the General Conference find it

necessary to borrow funds in order to carry on

its work. And the payroll for the General

Conference was met on schedule, during the time

the banks were closed, from the dated and

marked envelopes in the little safe in Elder

Williams' office.

We had a prayer session that evening instead of a business meeting. Instead of agonized prayers for help, there were prayers of praise and gratitude for God’s wonderful guidance. Nor did we forget to beseech Him to keep us humble in the future. Oh that He might always lead us as He had in this instance, we prayed.

Christian Humor - Lightning Just Struck

As Bill was approaching mid-life, physically he was a mess.

Not only was he going bald, but years of office work had

given him a large pot belly. The last straw came when he

asked a woman co-worker out on a date, and she all but

laughed at him. That does it, he decided. I’m going to start

a whole new regimen. He began attending aerobics classes.

He started working out with weights. He changed his diet.

And he got an expensive hair transplant. In six months, he

was a different man. Again, he asked his female co-worker

out, and this time she accepted.

There he was, all dressed up for the date, looking better

than he ever had. He stood poised to ring the woman’s

doorbell, when a bolt of lightning struck him and knocked

him off his feet. As he lay there dying, he turned his eyes

toward the heavens and said, “Why, God, why now? After

all I’ve been through, how could you do this to me?”

From up above, there came a voice,

“Sorry. I didn’t recognize you.

-Author Unknown

Bible Character of the Quarter

ANDREW

In our world today, our belief system has

become one of the common words we use to

describe a person. He is a Catholic, a Protestant, a

Hindu, a Jew, an Atheist, and so on. But as

Seventh-day Adventist Christians, it’s not just our

‘named-religion’ that molded our character, but

our faith on Christ and how we acted on it. We

know and gladly enjoy the good news of Jesus,

that through Him we will gain victory over sin;

that only through we can gain that blessed hope

of Salvation.

But what are we doing to that good news? Do we

look for ways that we could share Jesus to

others? Or we leave it all to the Pastors and

laymen? 1 Peter 2: 9 says “But you are a chosen

generation, a royal priest-hood, a holy nation, His

own special people, that you may proclaim the

praises of Him who called you out of darkness into

His marvelous light.” Each of us is called for a

ministry. We are to share to others the light we

have in Jesus, and what He has done in our lives;

what is it like to be called out of the dungeons of

sin; to be a witness of His love and mercy.

Then the common resort goes flying around our

weak and doubtful minds. “I can’t talk. I can’t

preach. I can’t give a Bible study.” Sometimes we

get so focused on the ministry of Peter, that we

tend to forget his brother Andrew. Little is

written about him in the Scriptures, but his life is

a great exemplar for us. After meeting Jesus,

Andrew first found his brother Simon, and said to

him, “We have found the Messiah.” And he brought

him to Jesus. John 1:40. Andrew was filled with

joy and was so excited to share the news of the

Messiah to the person closest to his heart.

Andrew didn’t bring Peter to Jesus because he

thinks his brother would become a great

evangelist but because he acted on his faith.

When he heard that Jesus is The Messiah,

Andrew immediately followed and sought Him

that he may learn more about his awaited Savior.

And after he heard and met Jesus, the first thing

he did was to look for his brother and brought

him to Jesus.

In feeding the 5,000,

it was Andrew that

brought the boy with

five barley loaves and

two small fish to

Jesus. ‘He knew that

such a small meal is

not enough to feed a great multitude but he still

brought him to Jesus. And because that boy

offered the little bit he had, Jesus was able to turn

them into much.’ And through this event, the

disciples learned a lesson. Sometimes we get so

focused on our problems that we tend forget how

Big and Mighty our God is.

Certain Greeks asked Philip saying, “Sir we wish to

see Jesus.” Philip came and told Andrew, and in

turn Andrew and Philip told Jesus (John12:20-

22). Andrew must have gained the reputation of

bringing people to Jesus, that when Philip needed

assistance, he thought of Andrew as the best

person to go. And indeed, both of them told Jesus

about the Greeks.

We may not be good in delivering sermons or

giving Bible studies, but we can nurture the

desire in our hearts to bring people to Jesus. If

we just completely surrender ourselves to the

Lord for His service and let his Holy Spirit work

through us, surely His guidance and presence

will be with us, and He will direct our thoughts,

words and actions.

The Kindness of Strangers

Shared by Rebecca M. Chomintra

A man was driving home one snowy winter

evening, his mind consumed with thoughts about

his family’s current situation. With factories in

his small town closing, it had been difficult to

find work and he didn’t want to leave the place

where he grew up.

He was so preoccupied with his own concerns, he

nearly failed to see and old woman stranded on

the side of the road with a flat tire. He pulled his

beat-up Pontiac in front of her brand new

Mercedes. He saw that the woman was

frightened, so he gently said to her “I am here to

help you, ma’am. Why don’t you just wait inside

the car where it’s warm? By the way, my name is

Joe.”

Joe got down in the snow and quickly fixed her

flat tire. She gratefully asked if she could pay Joe

for his help. Joe thought it over, but decided that

this wasn’t a job; it was helping someone in need.

So in lieu of payment, he asked her to simply

provide assistance to another person who

needed help. She agreed and started on her way.

A few miles down the road, the lady saw a small

café and she decided to stop and grab a bite to

eat. Her waitress came over and kindly brought a

clean towel to wiper her wet hair. The lady

noticed the waitress is pregnant. And despite the

hard work, the waitress till smiled sweetly.

After the old woman finished her meal, she left a

$100 bill she quietly slipped out the door. When

the waitress returned to the empty table, she

found only a napkin with note saying, “you don’t

owe me a thing. I’ve been there too. Someone

once helped me out, the way I’m helping you. If

you really want to pay me back, here’s what you

do: Don’t let the chain on love end with you.”

All the way home, the waitress marveled at the woman’s generosity right when she needed it most. That night as she went to bed, she turned to her husband, kissed him, and whispered, “Everything’s going to be alright, Joe.” When you and I do kind things for other people, we don’t expect anything in return. But, sometimes life has its own ways of returning of favor. This story, about “The kindness of stranger”, was told to me by a good and long time friend, Mr. Tom Schrey. I want to share this story also. ♫Don’t Let the Chain of Love End With You♫

Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing it. Hebrews 13:2 (NIV)

Health Nuggets Antioxidants at Work… One Bite At A Time Help the body dispose of free radicals that can genetically damage normal cells and set the stage for cancer. Foods that contain antioxidants: Carotenoids and Vitamin A

Mangoes Cantaloupe Persimmons Apricots Grapefruit Watermelon Red Peppers Collard Greens Tangerines Sweet Potatoes Carrots Winter Squash Spinach Pumpkin Broccoli Romaine Lettuce

Vitamin C

Cantaloupe Grapefruit

Strawberries Kiwi Fruit

Mangoes Oranges

Papayas Watermelon

Broccoli Tomatoes

Brussels sprouts Cabbage

Kohlrabi Sweet Potatoes

Green Peppers Red Peppers

Vitamin E

Mangoes Collard Greens Avocado Spinach Almonds Brazil nuts Wheat Germ Tomatoes Peanuts Hazelnuts (filberts)

Sunflower Seeds Selenium Zinc

Whole Grains Legumes (beans & peas) Brazil nuts Green peas Cashews Sauerkraut Whole grains

Taken from the book Change Your Body One Bite at a Time, shared by Gail Blake

Words Of

Hope

Through the Lord’s

mercies we are not

consumed,

Because His

compassions fail

not.

They are new every

morning;

Great is Your

faithfulness.

Lamentations 3:22-23

For the Lord will

not cast off forever.

Though He causes

grief,

Yet He will show

compassion

According to the

multitude of His

mercies.

For He does not

afflict willingly,

Nor grieve the

children of men.

Lamentations 3:31-33

Enchiladas (Shared by Gail Blake) Freeze, thaw, squeeze dry, and tear or chop 1 ½ lbs tofu into bite-size pieces. Have 12 masa (corn) tortillas or flour tortillas ready. Prepare either Chili Gravy or Tomato Sauce below: Chili Gravy Sauté together until transparent:

2 Tbsp. oil

1 large onion, chopped

Mix together in a separate bowl: 3-6 Tbsp. chili powder (to taste)

6 Tbsp. unbleached white flour

1 Tbsp. cumin

1 tsp. garlic powder

1 tsp. salt

Stir this into the sautéed onion, and then whip 1½ quarts water or stock in slowly without making lumps. Bring to a boil and simmer 20 minutes. Tomato sauce: Sauté together:

2 Tbsp. oil

1 large onion, chopped

3 cloves garlic, minced

When onions are transparent, stir in and simmer for 20 minutes:

2 15-oz. cans tomato sauce

2 C. water or stock

3-6 Tbsp. chili powder

1 Tbsp. peanut butter

2 tsp. onion powder

1 tsp. cumin

Pour this over the prepared tofu and squeeze in evenly. Spread a cookie sheet with 2 Tbsp. oil Lay the tofu pieces evenly over the cookie sheet, and bake for 15 minutes. Pour a thin layer of Chili Gravy or Tomato Sauce into a 9x13 pan. Dunk a tortilla in the Grave or Sauce, and then lay it on a plate. Lay about 1/3 cup of the tofu filling across the tortilla and roll it up. Repeat for the rest of the tortillas. Arrange all the rolled up tortillas in the pan, and cover with the rest of the Chili Gravy or Tomato Sauce. Bake for about 20 to 25 minutes or until bubbling.

Recipe The China Study

Diet, Weight Loss and Long Term Health

By T. Colin Campbell, PhD with Thomas M. Campbell, II

Shared by Gail Blake

Diet High in Protein Increases the Risk of Cancer

In one of his studies, he uncovered a dark secret. Children who ate

the highest protein diets were the ones most likely to get liver cancer.

Wanting to get more proofs, he started an in-depth study on

nutrition focusing on protein and its relation to cancer. The results

showed that “People who ate the most animal-based food got the

most chronic disease… People who ate the most plant-based food

were the healthiest and tended to avoid chronic disease.”

In The China Study, outcomes illustrated that cancer-producing

effects of highly carcinogenic chemicals tested on animals were

rendered insignificant by a low-protein diet. But not all proteins had

this effect. Casein, which makes up 87% of cow’s milk

protein, promoted all stages of cancer process. The safe

proteins were from plants, including wheat and soy.

The Potassium- Blood Pressure Connection

Studies have shown that increasing dietary potassium helps lower a

person’s blood pressure. Potassium is present in many fruits and

particularly high in bananas and melons. Some plant-based sources

are highlighted below.

Plant-based Sources of Potassium (mg)

White beans Dry, 1 cup 1000

Lima beans 1 cup 950

Squash, winter, cooked 1 cup 900

Spinach, cooked 1 cup 840

Potato, baked, with skin medium 800

Lentils, cooked 1 cup 730

Sweet Potato, baked Medium 700

Brussels sprouts 1 cup 500

Orange juice 1 cup 500

Banana medium 470

Broccoli, cooked 1 cup 460

Avocado ½ medium 440

Cantaloupe 1 cup 430

Artichoke medium 425

Grapefruit juice 1 cup 400

Corn 1 cup 390

Cereal, bran 1 oz 340

Tomato, medium medium 290

Orange 5 oz 250

Vacation Bible School

This year’s VBS (Vacation Bible School) is: God’s Soldiers – Boot Camp

Where learn about the armor of God.

When: June 25-29

Time: 1:00-4:00 pm

The foundational Scripture is found in Ephesians 6:11-18.

Each day we will begin with reveille, time for introduction & musical worship.

Then will split into platoons and rotate through the following activities:

Obstacle Course/ Physical Activity

Training Classroom/ Scripture Discussion

Weaponry/Crafts

Field Work/ Nature & Mission Project

Snacks will be served in the Mess Hall. We will end each day with a short skit in

which Sergeant Hart is training his privates to face battle against Satan.

How can you help?

Volunteer to be a teacher/ Drill Sergeants.

Volunteer to be part of the Drama Team.

Volunteer to be a Grunt. Grunts are people to run around and set things

up, tear them down. Typically, grunts are humble, service-oriented

people who prefer to be behind the scenes.

Pray for VBS staff, children from our church, and that we maybe an

outreach to the children in the neighborhood.

Cash donations are needed to buy supplies. Just mark your tithe

envelope for VBS.

VBS director Shirley Smith, call to volunteer or if you have any questions 955-

1089.