Thursday, October 19, 2006
How Great Love Is
Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, and all of the others including Love.
One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all repaired their boats and left. Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to persevere until the last possible moment When the island was almost sinking, Love decided to ask for help.
Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?"
Richness answered, "No I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place for you here."
Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel, "Vanity, please help me!"
"I can't help you Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered.
Sadness was close by so Love asked for help, "Sadness let me go with you."
"Oh...Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!" Happiness passed by Love too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her!
Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come Love, I will take you." It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that he even forgot to ask the elder her name.
When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way. Love realizing how much he owed the elder, asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who helped me?"
"It was Time", Knowledge answered. "Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?" Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is."
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Two men went fishing. One was an experienced fisherman, the other wasn't. Every time the experienced fisherman caught a big fish, he put it in his ice chest to keep it fresh. Whenever the inexperienced fisherman caught a big fish, he threw it back.
The experienced fisherman watched this go on all day and finally got tired of seeing the man waste good fish. "Why do you keep throwing back all the big fish you catch?" he asked.
The inexperienced fisherman replied, "I only have a small frying pan."
Sometimes, like that fisherman, we throwback the big plans, big dreams, big jobs, big opportunities that God gives us. Our faith is too small.
We laugh at that fisherman who didn't figure out that all he needed was a bigger frying pan, yet how ready are we to increase the size of our faith?
Whether it's a problem or a possibility, God will never give you anything bigger than you can handle. That means we can confidently walk into anything God brings our way.
You can do all things through Christ (Philippians 4:13.) Nothing is too big for God.
Stop telling God you've got big problems.
Tell your problems you've got a BIG GOD!
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Pennies from Heaven!
I found a penny today
Just laying on the ground,
But it's not just a penny
This little coin I've found.
Found pennies come from heaven
That's what my Grandpa told me,
He said, "Angels toss them down"
Oh, how I loved that story.
He said, "When an Angel misses you
They toss a penny down,
Sometimes just to cheer you up
To make a smile out of your frown."
So don't pass by that penny
When you're feeling blue,
It may be a penny from heaven
That an Angel's tossed to you.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Pleading for Grace!
In his book, “In the Heavenlies,” Dr. Harry Ironside tells the story of an attempted assassination of Queen Elizabeth I. The woman who sought to do so dressed as a male page and secreted herself in the queen’s boudoir awaiting the convenient moment to stab the queen to death. She did not realize that the queen’s attendants would be very careful to search the rooms before Her Majesty was permitted to retire. They found the woman hidden among the gowns and brought her into the presence of the queen; taking from her the poignard she had hope to plant in the heart of the sovereign. She realized that humanly speaking, her case was hopeless. She threw herself down on her knees and pleaded and begged the queen as a woman to have compassion on her, a woman, and to show her grace. Queen Elizabeth looked at her coldly and quietly said, "If I show you grace, what promise will you make for the future?! " The woman looked up and said, "Grace that hath conditions, grace that is fettered by precautions, is not grace at all." Queen Elizabeth caught it in a moment and said, "You are right. I pardon you of my grace." And they led her away, a free woman. History tells us that from that moment Queen Elizabeth had no more faithful, devoted servant than that woman who had intended to take her life. That is exactly the way the grace of God works in the life of an individual--he or she becomes a faithful servant of God.
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
There was a robber who amassed a lot of ill gotten wealth. One day, he went to a teacher who had a reputation of great character and asked, “How can I attain happiness? I have lots of wealth and five hundred thieves ready to obey me but somehow I still feel incomplete and empty.”
The teacher led him to the base of a hill, and pointing to three large stones, asked the robber to carry them and follow him up the hill. The robber could hardly move and said, “I cannot follow you with this heavy burden.” So the teacher asked the robber to drop one stone. After going a little distance, the robber found it impossible to go up the hill with the two heavy stones. The teacher asked him to drop one more and the same thing happened with the third one and then the robber was able to easily follow the teacher to the top of the hill. The teacher said, ”Deviating from the path of righteousness does cause a heavy conscience. Just as you could not climb the hill with the burden of the heavy stones, you cannot achieve happiness if you go through life carrying a heavy conscience.”
How true. Whenever we go against our values, our conscience gets burdened. Our stress level goes up. Insecurity comes in. Ignoring conscience long enough kills, eventually making it dead weight like the rocks in the story. Life becomes a burden.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Do you fell there is no hope?
In your times of deep despair,
Do you feel there is no hope?
As the darkness closes in on you,
Do you feel you cannot cope?
As you struggle on through every trial,
Do you say "When will it end"?
As you cry yourself to sleep at night,
Do you wish you had a friend?
When your body's racked with aches and pains,
Do you feel you are alone?
When you think about the future,
Do you fear the great unknown?
There is someone who really cares,
And He hears your every cry.
His arms are reaching out to you,
And on Him you can rely.
When things close in around you,
He sees your fear and doubt -
He wants to hold you in His arms,
And He will never cast you out.
As you stumble through the darkness,
He will be your guiding light.
He wants to wipe away your tears,
For you are precious in His sight.
Reach out right now to Jesus,
And let Him take complete control -
He'll take that heavy burden,
And He'll touch and make you whole.
He's reaching out His arms to you,
And He wants to be your friend.
Let Him take you in His loving arms,
For His love will never end.
Monday, September 25, 2006
I hope that I will always be for each person
what he or she needs me to be.
I hope that each person's death will diminish me,
but that fear of my own will never diminish my joy of life.
I hope that my love for those whom I like will never lessen
my love for those whom I do not.
I hope that another person's love for me will never
be a measure of my love for him or her.
I hope that everybody will accept me as I am,
but that I never will.
I hope that I will always ask for forgiveness from others,
but will never need to be asked for my own . . .
I hope that I will always recognize my limitations,
but that I will construct none.
I hope that loving will always be my goal,
but that love will never be my idol.
I hope that everyone will always have hope.
Sunday, September 24, 2006
An article in National Geographic several years ago provided a penetrating picture of God's wings.
After a forest fire in Yellowstone National Park, forest rangers began their trek up a mountain to assess the inferno's damage. One ranger found a bird literally petrified in ashes, perched statuesquely on the ground at the base of a tree. Somewhat sickened by the eerie sight, he knocked over the bird with a stick.
When he gently struck it, three tiny chicks scurried from under their dead mother's wings. The loving mother, keenly aware of impending disaster, had carried her offspring to the base of the tree and had gathered them under her wings, instinctively knowing that the toxic smoke would rise.
She could have flown to safety but refused to abandon her babies. When the blaze had arrived and the heat had scorched her small body, the mother had remained steadfast. Because she had been willing to die, those under the cover of her wings would live.
"He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings
you will find refuge."
Friday, September 22, 2006
A little mouse story!
A mouse looked through a crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife opening a package. What food might it contain? He was aghast to discover that it was a mouse trap.
Retreating to the farmyard the mouse proclaimed the warning: "There is a mouse trap in the house, a mouse trap in the house!"
The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it."
The mouse turned to the pig and told him, "There is a mouse trap in the house, a mouse trap in the house!"
"I am so very sorry Mr. Mouse," sympathized the pig, "but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured that you are in my prayers."
The mouse turned to the cow. She said, "You say, Mr. Mouse. A mouse trap? Like I am in grave danger....NOT!"
So the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mouse trap alone.
That very night a sound was heard throughout the house, like the sound of a mouse trap catching its prey. The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see that it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught. The snake bit the farmer's wife.
The farmer rushed her to the hospital. She returned home with a fever. Now everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient.
His wife's sickness continued so that friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig.
The farmer's wife did not get well and a few days later she passed away. So many people came for her funeral, that the farmer had the cow slaughtered, to provide meat for all of them to eat.
So the next time you hear that someone is facing a problem and think that it does not concern you, remember that when the least of us is threatened, we all may be at risk.
We are all one family on this planet Earth!
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Winners never quit!
A little girl - the 20th of 22 children, was born prematurely and her survival was doubtful.
When she was 4 years old, she contracted double pneumonia and scarlet fever, which left her with a paralyzed left leg.
At age 9, she removed the metal leg brace she had been dependent on and began to walk without it.
By 13 she had developed a rhythmic walk, which doctors said was a miracle. That same year she decided to become a runner. She entered a race and came in last.
For the next few years every race she entered, she came in last. Everyone told her to quit, but she kept on running.
One day she actually won a race, and then another. From then on she won every race she entered.
Eventually this little girl - Wilma Rudolph, went on to win three Olympic gold medals.
Winners never quit!
Sunday, September 17, 2006
You Never Know!
You never know when someone
might catch a dream from you.
Or something you say may open up the windows
of a mind that seeks light;
The way you live may not matter at all,
But you never know, it might.
And just in case it could be
that another's life, through you,
might possibly change for the better
with a better and brighter view,
it seems it might be worth a try
at pointing the way to the right;
Of course, it may not matter at all,
but then again, it might.
The Season Of Life!
At birth we're nothing more you see
Than just a sapling of a tree.
A tree that sprouts up in the spring
To show new life to everything.
We stay this way for a quiet time
Then, like the tree, we learn to climb
Unlike the tree which grows alone
We must be taught the art at home.
"As the twig is bent so grows the tree."
It's much the same with you and me
For as we're taught, so will we grow
And what we learn is all we'll know.
If we permit within this life
The little bird with all its strife
To land upon our limbs and sing
Then we'll be like the tree in spring.
In later, life when in our teens
If we should act like kings or queens
The value of our fruit will be
That equal to the great oak tree.
The color of our locks of hair
Is like the leaves the tree will wear
And all too soon, in life we find
The summer time we've left behind
Thus in the fall the leaves doth turn
Just as in life for youth we yearn
For in the fall of life you see
Again we are just like the tree.
The tree must show in colors bright
That soon the wind will chill the night.
'Tis time for man just past his prime
To settle down for winter time.
In wintertime, the tree is bare
With nests, where robins struggled there
The same is true when mortal man
Has always done the best he can.
When in this life of you or me
If we have been what we should be
There is no place for deep regret
For, like the tree, we still live yet.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
The Final Analysis
People are often unreasonable,
illogical, and self-centered;
forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you
of selfish, ulterior motives;
be kind anyway.
If you are successful,
You will win some false friends and some true enemies;
If you are honest and frank,
People may cheat you;
be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building,
Someone could destroy overnight;
If you find serenity and happiness,
They may be jealous;
be happy anyway.
The good you do today,
People will often forget tomorrow;
do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have,
And it may never be enough;
give the world the best you've got anyway.
You see, in the final analysis,
It is between you and God;
it never was between you and them anyway.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Is there Angel?
Barbara was driving her six-year-old son, Benjamin, to his piano lesson. They were late, and Barbara was beginning to think she should have canceled it. There was always so much to do, and Barbara, a night-duty nurse at the local hospital, had recently worked extra shifts. She was tired. The sleet storm and icy roads added to her tension. Maybe she should turn the car around.
"Mom!" Ben cried, "Look!"
Just ahead a car had lost control on a patch of ice. As Barbara tapped the brakes, the other car spun wildly, rolled over, then crashed sideways into a telephone pole.
Barbara pulled over, skidded to a stop and threw open her door. Thank goodness she was a nurse--she might be able to help these unfortunate passengers. Then she paused. What about Ben? She couldn't take him with her--little boys shouldn't see scenes like the one she anticipated. But was it safe to leave him alone? What if their car were hit from behind? For a brief moment Barbara considered going on her way. Someone else was sure to come along. No!
"Ben, honey, promise me you'll stay in the car!"
"I will, Mommy," he said as she ran, slipping and sliding, toward the crash site. It was worse than she'd feared.
Two girls of high school age were in the car. One, the blonde on the passenger side, was dead, killed on impact. The driver however, was still breathing. She was unconscious and pinned in the wreckage.
Barbara quickly applied pressure to the wound in the teenager's head while her practiced eye cataloged the other injuries; a broken leg, maybe two, along with probable internal bleeding. But if help came soon, the girl would live.
A trucker had pulled up and was calling for help on his cellular phone. Soon Barbara heard the ambulance sirens. A few moments later she surrendered her lonely post to rescue workers.
"Good job," one said as he examined the driver's wounds. "You probably saved her life, ma'am."
Perhaps. But as Barbara walked back to her car a feeling of sadness overwhelmed her, especially for the family of the girl who had died. Their lives would never be he same. Oh God, why do such things have to happen?
Slowly Barbara opened her car door. What should she tell Benjamin? He was staring at the crash site, his blue eyes huge.
"Mom," he whispered, "did you see it?"
"See what Honey?" she asked.
"The angel, Mom! He came down from the sky while you were running to the car. And he opened the door, and he took that girl out."
Barbara's eyes filled with tears. "Which door, Ben?"
"The passenger side. He took the girl's hand, and they floated up to Heaven together."
"What about the driver?"
Ben shrugged, "I didn't see anyone else."
Later Barbara was able to meet the families of the victims. They expressed their gratitude for the help she had provided. Barbara was able to give them something more; Ben's vision.
There was no way he could have known--by ordinary means--who was in the car or what had happened to either of the passengers. Nor could the passenger door have been opened; Barbara had seen it's tangle of immovable steel herself, yet Ben's account brought consolation to a grieving family. Their daughter was safe in Heaven. And they would see her again
Thursday, September 07, 2006
If I Knew!
If I knew it would be the last time
>That I'd see you fall asleep,
>I would tuck you in more tightly
>and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.
>If I knew it would be the last time
>that I see you walk out the door,
>I would give you a hug and kiss
>and call you back for one more.
>If I knew it would be the last time
>I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
>I would video tape each action and word,
>so I could play them back day after day.
>If I knew it would be the last time,
>I could spare an extra minute
>to stop and say "I love you,"
>instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.
>If I knew it would be the last time
>I would be there to share your day,
>Well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
>so I can let just this one slip away.
>For surely there's always tomorrow
>to make up for an oversight,
>and we always get a second chance
>to make everything just right.
>There will always be another day
>to say "I love ! you,"
>And certainly there's another chance
>to say our "Anything I can do?"
>But just in case I might be wrong,
>and today is all I get,
>I'd like to say how much I love you
>and I hope we never forget.
>Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
>young or old alike,
>And today may be the last chance
>you get to hold your loved one tight.
>So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
>why not do it today?
>For if tomorrow never comes,
>you'll surely regret the day,
>That you didn't take that extra time
>for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
>and you were too busy to grant someone,
>what turned out to be their one last wish.
>So hold your loved ones close today,
>and whisper in their ear,
>Tell them how much you love them
>and that you'll always hold them dear
>Take time to say "I'm sorry,"
>"Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's okay."
>And if tomorrow never comes,
>you'll have no regrets about today.
Monday, August 21, 2006
Life important lesson
When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours
a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar... and the coffee...
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in
of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large
empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then
asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the
jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas
between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar
full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the
was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes."
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table
poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty
space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to
recognise that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the
important things. Your family, your children, your faith, your health,
your friends, and your favourite passions. Things that if everything
was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The
pebbles are the other things that matter. Your job, your house, and
The sand is everything else. The small stuff. If you put the sand into
jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the
balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy
the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are
important to you.
Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play
your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner
dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house
fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, the things that
really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.â€
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee
The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you
no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a
cups of coffee with a friend."
Monday, August 14, 2006
Standing for what you believe in,
Regardless of the odds against you,
and the pressure that tears at your resistance,
... means courage.
Keeping a smile on your face,
When inside you feel like dying,
For the sake of supporting others,
... means strength.
Stopping at nothing,
And doing what's in your heart,
You know is right,
... means determination.
Doing more than is expected,
To make another's life a little more bearable,
Without uttering a single complaint,
... means compassion.
Helping a friend in need,
No matter the time or effort,
To the best of your ability,
... means loyalty.
Giving more than you have,
And expecting nothing,
But nothing in return,
... means selflessness.
Holding your head high,
And being the best you know you can be
When life seems to fall apart at your feet,
Facing each difficulty with the confidence
That time will bring you better tomorrows,
And never giving up,
... means confidence
Friday, August 11, 2006
God caller ID
Rick volunteers with prison ministries, and in his work has become friends with a pastor of a store front church. The pastor's church is called Almighty God Tabernacle.
On a Saturday night several weeks ago, this pastor was working late, and decided to call his wife before he left for home. It was about 10:00 PM, but his wife didn't answer the phone. The pastor let it ring many times. He thought it was odd that she didn't answer, but decided to wrap up a few things and try again in a few minutes. When he tried again she answered right away. He asked her why she hadn't answered before, and she said that it hadn't rung at their house.
They brushed it off as a fluke and went on their merry ways. The following Monday, the pastor received a call at the church office, which was the phone that he'd used that Saturday night. The man that he spoke with wanted to know why he'd called on Saturday night.
The pastor couldn't figure out what the guy was talking about. Then the guy said, "It rang and rang, but I didn't answer." The pastor remembered the mishap and apologized for disturbing him, explaining that he'd intended to call his wife. The man said, "That's OK. Let me tell you my story. You see, I was planning to commit suicide on Saturday night, but before I did, I prayed, 'God if you're there, and you don't want me to do this, give me a sign now.' At that point my phone started to ring.
I looked at the caller ID, and it said, 'Almighty God'.
I just got the courage today to call back.
Friday, August 04, 2006
Why Go To Church?
A Church goer wrote a letter to the editor of a newspaper and complained that it made no sense to go to church every Sunday. "I've gone for 30 years now," he wrote, "and in that time I have heard something like 3,000 sermons. But for the life of me, I can't remember a single one of them... So, I think I'm wasting my time and the pastors are wasting theirs by giving sermons at all."
This started a real controversy in the "Letters to the Editor" column, much to the delight of the editor. It went on for weeks until someone wrote this clincher:
"I've been married for 30 years now. In that time my wife has cooked some 32,000 meals. But, for the life of me, I cannot recall the entire menu for a single one of those meals. But I do know this... They all nourished me and gave me the strength I needed to do my work. If my wife had not given me these meals, I would be physically dead today. Likewise, if I had not gone to church for nourishment, I would be spiritually dead today!" When you are DOWN to nothing.... God is UP to something! Faith sees the invisible, believes the incredible and receives the impossible! Thank God for our physical AND our spiritual nourishment!
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
What is Hope?
Hope is knowing that a positive outcome awaits.
Hope is not only expecting a dream to come true,
but also having a deep assurance
that it's within your reach.
Hope is saying you can.
Hope is knowing that you can improve
and that you always get better with practice.
Hope is knowing that you can achieve your goals
through hard work and persistence.
Hope is looking to the future with joy
and having an expectation of
better things to come.
Hope is the knowledge that life is everlasting,
and that miracles happen every day.
Hope is something that never abandons you.
Even when your life is filled with
sadness and disappointment,
a spark remains inside to help you
get through the rough times.
Hope is one of God's greatest gifts to you,
because it's the magic that inspires you
to keep trying, learning, loving, and living.
Monday, July 03, 2006
A big suprise - funny
An Italian, and Scotsman and a Chinese fellow are hired at a construction site.
The foreman points out a huge pile of sand and says to the Italian guy "You're in charge of sweeping."
To the Irishman he says "You're in charge of shoveling."
And to the Chinese guy, "you're in charge of supplies."
He then says "Now, I have to leave for a little while. I expect you guys to make a dent in that there pile."
So the foreman goes away for a couple hours, and when he returns, the pile of sand is untouched.
He says to the Italian, "Why didn't you sweep any of it?"
The Italian replies in a heavy accent, "I didn't have a broom. You said the Chinese a guy was in a charge of supplies, but he disappeared and I coulda no find him."
Then the foreman turns to the Scotsman and asks why he didn't shovel.
The Scotsman replies in his heavy brogue, "Aye, ye did lad. But I counna get meself a shovel. Ye left the Chinese guy in charge of supplies, but I counna fin' him."
The foreman is really angry now, and storms off toward the pile of sand looking for the Chinese guy... Just then, the Chinese guy springs out from behind the pile of sand and yells, "SUPPLIES!"
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
The lion & the tiger
A lion met a tiger
As they drew beside a pool.
Said the tiger, "Tell me why
You're roaring like a fool."
"That's not foolish," said the lion
With a twinkle in his eyes.
"They call me king of the beasts
Because I advertise."
A rabbit heard them talking
And ran home like a streak;
He thought he'd try the lion's plan.
But his roar was just a squeak.
A wolf came to investigate -
Had luncheon in the woods.
So when you advertise, my friend.
Be sure you've got the goods.
Monday, June 26, 2006
Pastor Joel Gregory tells the story of a seminary professor who taught the Christian graces of love and forbearance for forty years until he retired.
Occupying himself in his retirement years, he poured a new concrete driveway to his house. Finished, he went in to rest and get a glass of iced tea. Returning later to view his proud achievement, he discovered that the neighborhood kids were putting their footprints all in the wet concrete. The angry professor chased the kids down in a rage and beat the tar out of the ones he could catch.
Hearing the commotion, the professor’s wife rushed into the yard, saw the angry professor thrashing the kids, and began to reprimand him: "What a shame," she said. "For forty years you have taught love, forgiveness and forbearance. Now look at you. You’ve lost your testimony." To which he replied: "That was all in the abstract. This is in the concrete."
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Don't forget the Main Thing!
A woman bought a parrot to keep her company but returned it the next day.
"This bird doesn't talk," she told the owner.
"Does he have a mirror in his cage?" he asked. "Parrots love mirrors. They see their reflection and start a conversation."
The woman bought a mirror and left.
The next day she returned; the bird still wasn't talking.
"How about a ladder? Parrots love ladders. A happy parrot is a talkative parrot."
The woman bought a ladder and left.
But the next day, she was back. "Does your parrot have a swing? No? Well, that's the problem. Once he starts swinging, he'll talk up a storm."
The woman reluctantly bought a swing and left.
When she walked into the store the next day, her countenance had changed.
"The parrot died," she said.
The pet store owner was shocked. "I'm so sorry. Tell me, did he ever say a word?" he asked.
"Yes, right before he died," the woman replied. "In a weak voice, he asked me, 'Don't they sell any food at that pet store?'"
Sometimes people forget the main thing. Do you know what your real priorities in life are?
Monday, June 12, 2006
A legacy of love
As a young man, Al was a skilled artist, a potter. He had a wife and two fine sons. One night, his oldest son developed a severe stomachache. Thinking it was only some common intestinal disorder, neither Al nor his wife took the condition very seriously. But the malady was actually acute appendicitis, and the boy died suddenly that night.
Knowing the death could have been prevented if he had only realized the seriousness of the situation, Al’s emotional health deteriorated under the enormous burden of his guilt. To make matters worse his wife left him a short time later, leaving him alone with his six-year-old younger son. The hurt and pain of the two situations were more than Al could handle, and he turned to alcohol to help him cope. In time Al became an alcoholic.
As the alcoholism progressed, Al began to lose everything he possessed – his home, his land, his art objects, everything. Eventually Al died alone in a San Francisco motel room.
When I heard of Al’s death, I reacted with the same disdain the world shows for one who ends his life with nothing material to show for it. What a complete failure! I thought. What a totally wasted life!
As time went by, I began to re-evaluate my earlier harsh judgment. You see, I knew Al’s now adult son, Ernie. He is one of the kindest, most caring, most loving men I have ever known. I watched Ernie with his children and saw the free flow of love between them. I knew that kindness and caring had to come from somewhere.
I hadn’t heard Ernie talk much about his father. It is so hard to defend an alcoholic. One day I worked up my courage to ask him. “I’m really puzzled by something,” I said. “I know your father was basically the only one to raise you. What on earth did he do that you became such a special person?”
Ernie sat quietly and reflected for a few moments. Then he said, “From my earliest memories as a child until I left home at eighteen, Al came into my room every night, gave me a kiss and said, “I love you, son.”
Tears came to my eyes as I realized what a fool I had been to judge Al as a failure. He had not left any material possessions behind. But he had been a kind loving father, and he left behind one of the finest, most giving men I have ever known.TO
all fathers out there, Happy Father’s Day. Spare a moment to think about giving your child the most precious gift they can get from you today - which is YOU.
Make a Friend, Find a Friend!”
Proverbs 18: 24 Key verse(s): 24: “A man of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.”
I am reminded of the story of the great patriot John Randolph of Virginia, was known for his intelligence and generosity. Randolph died a lonely and bitter man. He lacked for nothing in this life. He really had it all. His estate was extravagant consisting of hundreds of acres of rich and fertile farmland. His stable of horses was not to be equaled in Virginia. He was generous and prosperous. His slaves were well treated and freed upon his death. He was famous for having signed both the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution. In many ways he was as well known in Virginia as Jefferson and Washington. Yet, when death approached him he died alone attended only by a physician. Randolph died a very lonely man. Despite all of his accomplishments over the course of his long life, the one thing he had failed to do was to make good friends. There was something about his uncompromising, bitter and cantankerous nature that turned people off. In debate he was harsh! and caustic. In dealings he was abrupt, even rude. The story is told that one day, later in life when he had retired to his plantation, he mounted his horse and prepared to ride somewhere, anywhere. He sat motionless on the horse for half and hour trying to make up his mind as to where to go and who to see. Finally he dismounted, telling a servant that he “couldn’t think of anyone who would greet him any way.” With all he possessed the one thing he really longed for most, one good friend, had never been a part of his storied life. The touch of a friend probably would have meant much more to him at that moment of indecision than all the stables of horses in the world.
Do you need the touch of one good friend, one who would “stick to you like a brother?” We all do. As the old saying goes, “Find a friend, make a friend!” There are doubtless many who would value your close friendship and are in need of it today. Ask God to reveal them to you and then go seek their friendship. Take the challenge of being a friend if you need a friend. No one needs to be lonely if they have love to give to others.
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
We thought you say.....
The kids had talked Mom into getting a hamster They promised to take care of their pet, whom they named “Danny.”
Within two months though, Mom was taking care of Danny. One day Mom decided enough was enough; Danny would be given to a new owner. She called the kids together to tell them. One child said, “I’ll miss him. He’s been around here a long time.” The other child remarked, “Maybe he could stay if he ate less and wasn’t so messy.” Mom was firm, “It is time to take Danny to a new home.”
“Danny?” the kids wailed, “We thought you said Daddy.”
Braging bout dad -funny
Three boys in the schoolyard were bragging about who had the better father:
The first boy says, “My Dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, he calls it a poem, and they give him $100.”
The second boy says, “That’s nothing. My Dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, he calls it a song, and they give him $1000.”
The third boy says, “My Dad is ever better than that. He scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, calls it a sermon, and it takes 6 or 8 men just to collect all the money!”
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
What kind of day shall we have?
I woke up early today, excited over all I get to do before the day ends. I have responsibilities to fulfill today. I am important. My job is to choose what kind of day I am going to have.
Today I can complain because the weather is rainy or ...
I can be thankful that the grass is getting watered for
Today I can feel sad that I don't have more money or...
I can be glad that my finances encourage me to plan my
purchases wisely and guide me away from waste.
Today I can grumble about my health or...
I can rejoice that I am alive.
Today I can lament over all that my parents didn't give me when I was growing up or...
I can feel grateful that they allowed me to be born.
Today I can cry because roses have thorns or...
I can celebrate that thorns have roses.
Today I can mourn my lack of friends or...
I can excitedly embark upon a quest to discover new
Today I can whine because I have to go to work or...
I can shout for joy because I have a job to do.
Today I can complain because I have to go to school or...
I can eagerly open my mind and fill it with rich new
tidbits of knowledge.
Today I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework or...
I can feel honored because Life has provided shelter for
my mind, body and soul.
Today stretches ahead of me, waiting to be shaped. And here I am, the sculptor who gets to do the shaping.
What today will be like is up to me. I get to choose what kind of day I will have!
Have a GREAT DAY ... unless you have other plans.
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
You are so Bless!
If you woke up this morning
with more health than illness,
you are more blessed than the
million who won't survive the week.
If you have never experienced
the danger of battle,
the loneliness of imprisonment,
the agony of torture or
the pangs of starvation,
you are ahead of 20 million people
around the world.
If you attend a church meeting
without fear of harassment,
arrest, torture, or death,
you are more blessed than almost
three billion people in the world.
If you have food in your refrigerator,
clothes on your back, a roof over
your head and a place to sleep,
you are richer than 75% of this world.
If you have money in the bank,
in your wallet, and spare change
in a dish someplace, you are among
the top 8% of the world's wealthy.
If your parents are still married and alive,
you are very rare,
especially in the United States.
If you hold up your head with a smile
on your face and are truly thankful,
you are blessed because the majority can,
but most do not.
If you can hold someone's hand, hug them
or even touch them on the shoulder,
you are blessed because you can
offer God's healing touch.
If you can read this message,
you are more blessed than over
two billion people in the world
that cannot read anything at all.
You are so blessed in ways
you may never even know.
Monday, May 22, 2006
How did Moses do it?
Moses and the people were in the desert, but what was he going to do with them. They had to be fed, and fed is what they did, according to the Quartermaster General in the Army. It was reported that Moses would have had 1500 tons of food each day.
Do you know that to bring that much food each day, two freight trains, each a mile long, would be required! Besides you must remember, they were out in the desert, so they would have to have firewood to use in cooking the food. This would take 4000 tons of wood and a few more freight trains, each a mile long just for one day.
And just think, they were forty years in transit and oh yes, they would have to have water. If only they had enough water to drink and wash a few dishes, it would take 11,000.000 gallons each day, and a freight train with tank cars, 1800 miles long, just to bring in water!
And then another thing! They had to cross the Red Sea at night. (They did?) Now, if they went on a narrow path, double file, the line would be 800 miles long and would require 35 days and nights to get through. So there had to be space in the Red Sea, 3 miles wide so that they could walk 5,000 abreast to get over in one night.
But then, there is another problem. Each time they camped at the end of the day, a campground two-thirds the size of Rhode Island was required, or a total of 750 square miles long… Think of it! These spaces just for nightly camping.
Do you think Moses figured all this out before he left Egypt? I think not! You see Moses believed in God. God took care of these things for him.
Let us take courage, we have the same God. We think our problems are so big. Remember what God can do!
Friday, May 19, 2006
One Important hour!
A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.
"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
"Yeah sure, what is it?" replied the man.
"Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"
"That is none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.
"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?" pleaded the little boy.
"If you must know, I make $20 an hour."
"Oh," the little boy replied, with his head down. Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I please borrow $10?"
The father was furious, "If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work long hard hours everyday and don't have time for such this childish behavior!"
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.
The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son. Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $10 and he really didn't ask for money very often.
The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.
"Are you asleep, son?" he asked.
"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.
"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier," said the man. "It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $10 you asked for."
The little boy sat straight up, smiling. "Oh, thank you daddy!" he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.
The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.
The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at his father.
"Why do you want more money if you already have some?" the father grumbled.
"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied. "Daddy, I have $20 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Share this story with someone you like....but even better, share $20 worth of time with someone you love.
Monday, May 15, 2006
Believe in your heart
Believe in your heart that
something wonderful is about to happen.
Love your life.
Believe in your own power,
and in your own potential,
and your own innate goodness.
Wake every morning with the awe of just being alive.
Discover each day the magnificent,
awesome beauty in the world.
Explore and embrace life
in yourself and in everyone
you see each day.
Reach within to find your own specialness.
Amaze yourself and rouse those around you to
the potential of each new day.
Don't be afraid to admit your less than perfect;
this is the essence
of our humanity.
Let those who love you help you.
Trust enough to be able to take.
Look with hope to the horizon of today
for today is all we truly have.
Live this day well.
Let a little sun out as well as in.
Create your own rainbows.
Be open to all your possibilities,
all possibilities and miracles.
Always believe in miracles.