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Power in the Name
A father was driving through an intersection one day and his little three or four year old son was in the car with him. The car door flew open, and the little boy rolled out of the vehicle right into the middle of traffic coming from four ways!
The last thing the father saw was a set of car wheels just about on top of his son moving at a very fast rate of speed. All he knew to do was cry, "JESUS!"
As soon as he could bring his car to a halt, he jumped out ran to his son, who was perfectly all right. But the man driving the car that had almost hit the child was absolutely hysterical.
The father went over to him and started trying to comfort him... "Man, don't be upset," he said. "My son is all right, he's okay. Don't be concerned about it. Just thank God you were able to stop"!
"You don't understand!", the man responded. "I never touched my brakes!"
Oh, the power in a name. Won't you join me in praise of our almighty God from whom all blessings flow? ....... ~ author unknown ~
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Imagine
John Lennon sang "Imagine there's no heaven..."
I'm thinking, imagine there is......a place where you can be busy if you want to be, where you can go to sleep when you are tired - a deep, deep sleep so you wake up feeling like you have had a life transfusion.
I am thinking of a place where nobody notices their nakedness, and species are not endangered. Where people meet you and do not notice your bone structure or your color, because they are so struck by your soul. Where they hear your spirit not your accent, and everyone knows that everyone is only a mere immortal.
There is no need for churches, mosques, or temples... and God will not be a rumor because He will have a front door. A place where every time you bump into a why you can find a because.
Words like love, hope and peace will be the norm, and some words will not be used at all... fear, poverty, pain, death... because these words will come from an ancient language no longer understood.
I am imagining a place called heaven. Where you can soar through the air on wings like an eagle, where you can trust everyone, where you can be an artist, poet or whatever you want to be, and be equal to everyone else.
I'm thinking of a place where you are loved unconditionally. Just imagine... ....... ~ © Shannon Taylor and Boogie Jack ~
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Speak Gently
Speak gently: It is better far
To rule by love than fear;
Speak gently: Let no harsh word mar
The good we might do here.
Speak gently to the little child
It's love be sure to gain,
Teach it in accents soft and mild
It may not long remain.
Speak gently to the aged one,
Grieve not the careworn heart;
The sands of life are nearly run,
Let such in peace depart.
Speak gently, kindly to the poor;
Let no harsh tone be heard.
They have enough they must endure
Without an unkind word.
Speak gently to the erring; know
They must have toiled in vain;
Perchance unkindness made them so,
Oh, win them back again.
~ © David Bates ~
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Lost Child
The mall was over crowded, shoppers rushed from store to store.
Nobody paid attention, as, she crouched there on the floor.
She didn't look in trouble, and she didn't seem afraid.
Apparently, she stopped to rest, she did not need my aid.
A little girl of 8 or 9, and cute as she could be.
I wondered, should I stop and ask, if she needs help from me?
I wondered if her mother, had just left her there alone.
I thought, as I walked by her, in my haste to get back home.
As I left the mall, I could not get her off my mind.
Did that little girl need help? Was I just acting blind?
It bothered me so much, I had to go back in the mall.
I have to get this settled in my mind once and for all.
The mall began to close, I heard some chain doors coming down.
But, as I looked, the little girl was no where to be found.
Is it. . .my imagination, that again is running wild?
Thinking I had lost my chance to help this poor lost child.
I guess she must be fine or she would still be sitting here.
I get way too emotional at Christmas time each year.
I had to leave and get back home where it is safe and warm.
The weather forecast for that night ~ a chilling winter storm.
Late that night it happened, as the weather station said.
Frigid cold and heavy snow while I was snug in bed.
In the morning, I awoke to winter's nasty caper.
The only place I'd go that day was out to get the paper.
Cozy in my kitchen, with my news and cup of tea.
But, as I saw the front page, it just devasted me.
On the front page down below, a little headline read.
"At the local shopping mall, a little girl found dead".
It was 4 A.M. this morning, when police received the call.
The caller said "A little girl was dead behind the mall".
It was the chilling elements that brought her close to death.
As she lay down she fell asleep and breathed her final breath.
I could not read the rest of it, as I began to weep.
While I slept safe, a little girl had frozen in her sleep.
Many years have passed me now, but it still haunts my dreams.
Was the little girl they found the same one I had seen?
I can't forget that little girl, no matter how I try,
But now when someone seems in need, I never pass them by.
The lesson I have learned from this, was difficult but true.
The last chance that someone may have, could very well be you.
~ author unknown ~
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An Everyday Survival
Kit
Toothpick
to remind you to pick out the good qualities in others.
Rubber
band
to remind you to be flexible,
things might not always go the
way you want, but it will work out.
Band Aid
to remind you to
heal hurt feelings, yours or someone else's.
Pencil
To remind
you to list your blessings everyday.
Eraser
to remind you
that everyone makes mistakes, and it's okay.
Chewing gum
to
remind you to stick with it and you can accomplish anything.
Mint
to remind you that you are worth a mint to your family and friends.
Candy Kiss
to remind you that everyone needs a kiss or a hug
everyday.
Tea Bag
to remind you to relax daily and go over
that list of your blessings.
This is my gift to you. May you be
richly blessed.
To the world, you may just be somebody...
but to somebody,
you may be the world.
~ author unknown
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MEMO FROM
GOD
I am God.
Today I
will be handling all of your problems.
Please remember that I do not need
your help.
If life happens to deliver a situation to you
What you
cannot handle, do not attempt to resolve it.
Kindly put it in the SFGTD
(something for God to do) box.
It will be addressed in My time, not
yours.
Once the matter is placed into the box,
Do not hold on to
it.
If you find yourself stuck in traffic; Don't
Despair. There are
people in this world for whom
Driving is an unheard of
privilege.
Should you have a bad day at work; Think of the
Man who has
been out of work for years.
Should you despair over a relationship gone
bad;
Think of the person who has never known
What it's like to love and be
loved in return.
Should you grieve the passing of another
weekend;
Think of the woman in dire straits, working twelve hours
A day,
seven days a week to feed her children.
Should your car break
down,
Leaving you miles away from assistance;
Think of the paraplegic who
would love the
Opportunity to take that walk.
Should you notice a new
gray hair in the mirror;
Think of the cancer patient in chemo
Who wishes
she had hair to examine.
Should you find yourself looking for a moments
piece
From your one year old child, think of the women
Who yearn to have
that child.
Should you find yourself at a loss and pondering
What is
life all about, asking what is my purpose?
Be thankful. There are those
who didn't live
Long enough to get the opportunity.
Should you find
yourself the victim of other
People's bitterness, ignorance, smallness or
insecurities;
Remember, things could be worse.
You could be one of
them!
~ author unknown ~
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I Challenge You
Lend a hand,
Help your neighbor,
Learn of peace,
Teach compassion,
Build a future,
Not a ruin,
Understand needs,
Fulfill someone's dream.
Pass along a smile,
Give a warm hug,
Be honest,
Give truth a chance.
For
thoughtfulness,
It will bring a smile,
Trust in your fellow man,
As
trustworthy as you are.
Keep nature beautiful,
Dispose of your waste,
If something harms someone,
Don't do it.
Something you have, yet
don't need,
Could be someone else's survival.
Promote PEACE within
yourself,
Let it spread throughout the world.
GravyDave © Feb. 1998
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Been Done Wrong?
Has someone done you wrong? It happens to all of us, the thing is, some let go and prosper while others hang on to it indefinitely - and suffer all the more. When we hold a grudge against someone we don't hurt them, we allow them to keep hurting us.
To move on we need to forgive, but not forget!
A favorite saying of mine comes from that venerable fount of wisdom, Gomer Pyle. "Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me" proclaimed Gomer. That's extremely wise.
Forgiving is necessary for us to move on in a healthy and prosperous way, but that doesn't mean we have to make the same mistake with the same person. It doesn't mean giving the keys to the house to the burglar who got caught robbing you.
Forgive others for your sake, and remember the lessons learned for theirs. Why for their sake? You don't help them by letting them repeat their offenses against you. You help them by forgiving them, but holding them accountable for their past actions.......~ ©Boogie Jack ~"The old law about 'an eye for an eye' leaves everybody blind."
~ Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. ~
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EXPRESSIONS OF GRATITUDE
For the rise and set of
the sun each day
I am thankful.
For the bounty and beauty of mother
earth
I am thankful.
For the home where the heart of my family
resides
I am thankful.
For the enduring devotion of steadfast
friendships
I am thankful.
For the pleasure of unrestricted laughter
and silly moments
I am thankful.
For the numerous shoulders that share
the weight of my sorrows
I am thankful.
For the pages of memories in
my book of time
I am thankful.
For all I have and all I am able to
give
I am thankful.
For the setting aside of an eminent day
to
gather in love, to pause and say:
"I am grateful for the abundance of
blessings in my life."
© 1999 Terri
McPherson tmcphers@mnsi.net Windsor,
Ontario, Canada
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"Will You Have The Time?"
I got up early one morning and rushed
right into the day;
I had so much to accomplish that I didn't have time
to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me,
and heavier came each
task,
"Why doesn't God help me?" I wondered.
He answered, "You
didn't ask."
I wanted to see joy and beauty,
but the day toiled
on gray and bleak;
I wondered why God didn't show me;
He said,
"But you didn't seek."
I tried to come into God's presence;
I
used all my keys at the lock;
God gently and lovingly chided,
"My child you didn't knock."
I woke up early this morning,
and paused before entering the day;
I had so much to accomplish
that I had to take time to pray.
~ author
unknown ~
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Unthanked People
When William Stidger taught at Boston University, he once reflected upon the great number of un-thanked people in his life. Those who had helped nurture him, inspire him or who cared enough about him to leave a lasting impression.
One was a schoolteacher he'd not heard of in many years. But he remembered that she had gone out of her way to put a love of verse in him, and Will had loved poetry all his life. He wrote a letter of thanks to her.
The reply he received, written in the feeble scrawl of the aged, began, "My dear Willie." He was delighted. Now over 50, bald and a professor, he didn't think there was a person left in the world who would call him "Willie." Here is that letter:
My dear Willie,
I cannot tell you how much your note meant to me. I am in my eighties, living alone in a small room, cooking my own meals, lonely and, like the last leaf of autumn, lingering behind. You will be interested to know that I taught school for 50 years and yours is the first note of appreciation I ever received. It came on a blue-cold morning and it cheered me as nothing has in many years.
Not prone to cry easily, Will wept over that note. She was one of the great un-thanked people from Will's past. You know them. We all do. The teacher who made a difference. That coach we'll never forget. The music instructor or Sunday school worker who helped us to believe in ourselves. That scout leader who cared.
We all remember people who shaped our lives in various ways. People whose influence changed us. Will Stidger found a way to show his appreciation ~ he wrote them letters.
Who are some of the un-thanked people from your past? It may not be too late to say, "Thanks." ..........© Steve Goodier, publisher of Your Life Support System
Life is changed, † not taken away.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
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