SPIRITUAL STORIES FOR INSPIRATION
There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm. He
was given a slingshot to play with out in the woods. He
in the woods, but he could never hit the target. Getting a
discouraged, he headed back for dinner. As he was walking back he saw Grandma's pet duck. Just out of
impulse, he let the slingshot fly, hit the duck square in the
head, and killed it. He was shocked and grieved. In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the
wood pile, only to see his sister watching! Sally
had seen it all, but she said nothing. After lunch the next day Grandma said, "Sally, let's wash the
dishes." But Sally said, "Grandma, Johnny told me he
wanted to help in the kitchen." Then she whispered to him,
"Remember the duck?" So Johnny did the dishes. Later that day, Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go fishing and
Grandma said, "I'm sorry but I need Sally to help make supper. " Sally
just smiled and said," Well that's all right because Johnny told me he
wanted to help." She whispered again, "Remember the duck?" So Sally
went fishing and Johnny stayed to help. After several days of Johnny doing both his chores and Sally's,
he finally couldn't stand it any longer. He came to Grandma and confessed that he had killed the duck.
Grandma knelt down, gave him a hug, and said, "Sweetheart, I
know. You see, I was standing at the window and I saw the whole thing,
but because I love you, I forgave you. I was just wondering
how long you would let Sally make a slave of you."
Whatever is in your past, whatever you have done ... and the devil
keeps throwing it up in your face (lying, cheating, debt, fear, bad
habits, hatred, anger, bitterness, etc.) whatever it is. You need to know that God was standing at the window and He saw
the whole thing. He has seen your whole life. He wants you to know that He loves
you and that you are forgiven. He's just wondering how long
you will let the devil make a slave of you. The great thing about God is that when you ask for forgiveness, He
not only forgives you, but He forgets.
It is by God's grace and mercy that we are saved.
Go ahead and make the difference in someone's life today. Share
this with a friend and always remember: * God is at the window.*
˜ ™The Seven Wonders of the World
group of students were asked to list what they thought were the Seven
Wonders of the World. Thought there were some disagreements, the
following received the most votes:
gathering the votes, she noticed that one student had not finished her
pager yet, so she asked the girl if she was having trouble with her
- Egypts Great Pyramids
- The Taj Mahal
- The Grand Canyon
- The Panama Canal
- The Empire State Building
- St Peters Basilica
- The Great Wall of China
The girl replied "Yes, a little. I couldn't quite make up my mind because there are so many."
The teacher said "well, tell us what you have, and maybe we can help you."
The girl hesitated, then read "I think the Seven Wonders of the World are...
room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The things we overlook as
simple and ordinary and that we take for granted are truly wonderous !
A gentle reminder - that the most precious things in life cannot be
built by hand or bought by man. (and truly, are a gift from God).
- To See
- To Hear
- To Touch
- To Taste
- To Feel
- To Laugh
- To Love
˜ ™ The
I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a
week from now, a month from now, a year from now.
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and
four-year old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was
blurred, and his step faltered.
The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's
shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off
his spoon and onto the floor. When he grasped the glass milk spilled on
the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the
mess. "We must do something about Grandfather", said the son. "I've had
enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor." So
the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There,
Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed
Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a
wooden bowl. When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction,
sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only
words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he had dropped
a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence.
One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood
scraps on the floor He asked the child curiously, "What are you
making?" Sweetly, the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little bowl for
you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up." The four-year-old
smiled and went back to work
The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears
started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both
knew what must be done. That evening, the husband took
Grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family
table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with
the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to
care any longer when a fork was dropped, when milk was spilled, or when
the tablecloth was soiled.
On a positive note, I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second
chance. I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open
heart, I usually make the right decision. I've learned that
every day, you should reach out and touch someone. People
love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a
friendly pat on the back. I've learned that no matter what happens or
how bad it seems today, life goes on, and it will be better tomorrow.
I've learned that, regardless of
your relationship with your parents, you will miss them when
they are gone from your life.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she
handles three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and a late friend.
I've learned that making a living is not the same thing as making a
I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But, if
you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others,
your work, and doing the very best you can, happiness will
find you. I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a
catcher's mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something
back. I've learned that I still have a lot to learn. I've learned that
you should pass this on to everyone you care about. I just did˜ ™
The 10 Biggest Lies that Stop People from Getting What They Want
They say that "everybody's a critic," and
that never seems truer than when you're pursuing a dream. There will always be
well-meaning people who want to "protect" you from your "unrealistic fantasies."
Critics tried to discourage the people profiled in Unstoppable. Everyone
ignored the negative input and achieved their goals. Follow their lead and you,
too, will be UNSTOPPABLE!
1. The timing is all wrong
1987, prior to accepting Paramount's offer to host a late-night talk show,
Arsenio Hall was told by everyone: "It's too hard to crack into the late-night
ratings. Television isn't ready for a black talk show host. This is America, and
you can forget it."
2. Why don't you get a real job?
Not understanding his desire to become Mr. Universe, Arnold Schwarzenegger's
family pleaded with him, saying: "How long will you go on training all day in a
gymnasium and living in a dream world?"
3. It'll never work, you'll lose
. Weeks before she opened her first store, cosmetic tycoon Mary
Kay Ash's attorney said: "Liquidate the business right now and recoup whatever
cash you can. If you don't, you'll end up penniless."
4. Don't rock the boat
response to Muriel Siebertís application to be the first woman to buy a seat on
the New York Stock Exchange, officials responded: "The language on the floor is
too rough and there's no ladies' room." She bought a seat anyway and remained
the only woman there for nine years
5. It's never been done before
applying for a job after graduation from Columbia University, announcers for NBC
Radio responded to Sally Jessy Raphael: "You have the perfect voice for
broadcasting, but you should get a job as a secretary. We're not using women."
6. You don't have enough talent
Responding to his desire to become a recording artist, Ray Charles' teachers
said: "You can't play the piano, and God knows you can't sing. You'd better
learn how to weave chairs so you can support yourself."
7. Don't even try, you'll just be
. When auditioning for a part in a high school musical, a
teacher rejected Diana Ross saying: "You have a nice voice, but it's nothing
8. You don't fit the mold OR you're
not the right "type."
Trying to convince her she didn't have the right look,
fashion photographer Richard Avedon told Cher: "You will never make the cover of
Vogue because you don't have blond hair or blue eyes." When she did make the
cover, Vogue sold more copies than it had ever sold before.
9. Don't give up your day job
Commenting on the first manuscript of an unpublished author, a New York
publisher told James Michener: "You're a good editor with a promising future in
the business. Why would you want to throw it all away to try to be a writer? I
read your book. Frankly, it's not really that good." Michener's first book,
Tales of the South Pacific, later won a Pulitzer Prize and was adapted for stage
and screen as South Pacific.
10. There's no market for it
When hearing his plans to launch Perrier in the United States, several
consulting firms advised Gustave Leven: "You're foolish to try to sell sparkling
water in the land of Coca-Cola drinkers."The only opinion about your dream
that really counts is yours
. The negative comments of others merely reflect
their limitations --- not yours. There is nothing unrealistic about a dream that
aligns with your purpose, ignites your passion, and inspires you to plan and
persevere until you attain it. On the contrary, it's unrealistic to expect a
person with such drive and commitment not to succeed.
Choose to be unstoppable
˜ ™BELIEVE IN SANTA CLAUS
remember my first Christmas adventure with Grandma. I was just a kid. I
remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big
sister dropped the bomb: "There is no SantaClaus," she jeered. "Even
dummies know that!"
My Grandma was not the gushy kind, never
had been. I fled to her that day because I knew she would be straight
with me. I knew Grandma always told the truth, and I knew that the
truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of
her "world-famous" cinnamon buns. I knew they were world-famous,
because Grandma said so. It had to be true.
Grandma was home,
and the buns were still warm. Between bites, I told her everything. She
was ready for me. "No Santa Claus?" she snorted...."Ridiculous! Don't
believe it. That rumor has been going around for years, and it makes me
mad, plain mad!! Now, put on your coat, and let's go."
where, Grandma?" I asked. I hadn't even finished my second world-famous
cinnamon bun. "Where" turned out to be Kerby's General Store, the one
store in town that had a little bit of just about everything.
we walked through its doors, Grandma handed me ten dollars. That was a
bundle in those days. "Take this money," she said, "and buy something
for someone who needs it. I'll wait for you in the car." Then she
turned and walked out of Kerby's.
I was only eight years old.
I'd often gone shopping with my mother, but never had I shopped for
anything all by myself. The store seemed big and crowded, full of
people scrambling to finish their Christmas shopping. For a few moments
I just stood there, confused, clutching that ten-dollar bill,
wondering what to buy, and who on earth to buy it for.
thought of everybody I knew: my family, my friends, my neighbors, the
kids at school, the people who went to my church. I was just about
thought out, when I suddenly thought of Bobby Decker. He was a kid with
bad breath and messy hair, and he sat right behind me in Mrs. Pollock's
Bobby Decker didn't have a coat. I knew that
because he never went out to recess during the winter. His mother
always wrote a note, telling the teacher that he had a cough, but all
we kids knew that Bobby Decker didn't have a cough; he didn't have a
good coat. I fingered the ten-dollar bill with growing excitement. I
would buy Bobby Decker a coat! I settled on a red corduroy one that had
a hood to it. It looked real warm, and he would like that.
this a Christmas present for someone?" the lady behind the counter
asked kindly, as I laid my ten dollars down. "Yes, ma'am," I replied
shyly. "It's for Bobby."
The nice lady smiled at me, as I told
her about how Bobby really needed a good winter coat. I didn't get any
change, but she put the coat in a bag, smiled again, and wished me a
That evening, Grandma helped me wrap the coat
(a little tag fell out of the coat, and Grandma tucked it in her Bible)
in Christmas paper and ribbons and wrote, "To Bobby, From Santa Claus"
Grandma said that Santa always insisted on secrecy. Then
she drove me over to Bobby Decker's house, explaining as we went that I
was now and forever officially, one of Santa's helpers.
parked down the street from Bobby's house, and she and I crept
noiselessly and hid in the bushes by his front walk. Then Grandma gave
me a nudge. "All right, Santa Claus," she whispered, "get going."
took a deep breath, dashed for his front door, threw the present down
on his step, pounded his door and flew back to the safety of the bushes
Together we waited breathlessly in the darkness for the front door to open. Finally it did, and there stood Bobby.
years haven't dimmed the thrill of those moments spent shivering,
beside my Grandma, in Bobby Decker's bushes. That night, I realized
that those awful rumors about Santa Claus were just what Grandma said
they were -- ridiculous. Santa was alive and well, and we were on his
I still have the Bible, with the coat tag tucked inside: $19.95.
May you always have LOVE to share, HEALTH to spare and FRIENDS that
And may you always believe in the magic of Santa Claus!
Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might
as well dance.
day I had a date for lunch with friends. Mae, a little old "blue hair" about 80
years old, came along with them---All in all, a pleasant bunch. When the menus
were presented, we ordered salads, sandwiches, and soups, except for Mae who
said, "Ice Cream, please. Two scoops, chocolate."
I wasn't sure my ears
heard right, and the others were aghast. "Along with heated apple pie," Mae
added, completely unabashed We tried to act quite nonchalant, as if people did
this all the time. But when our orders were brought out, I didn't enjoy mine.. I
couldn't take my eyes off Mae as her pie a-la-mode went down. The other ladies
showed dismay. They ate their lunches silently and frowned.
time I went out to eat, I called and invited Mae. I lunched on white meat tuna.
She ordered a parfait. I smiled. She asked if she amused me. I answered, "Yes,
you do, but also you confuse me. How come you order rich desserts, while I feel
I must be sensible?
She laughed and said, with wanton mirth, "I'm
tasting all that's Possible. I try to eat the food I need, and do the things I
should. But life's so short, my friend, I hate missing out on something good.
This year I realized how old I was. (She grinned) I haven't been this old
"So, before I die, I've got to try those things that for years
I had ignored. I haven't smelled all the flowers yet. There are too many books I
haven't read. There's more fudge sundaes to wolf down and kites to be flown
overhead. There are many malls I haven't shopped. I've not laughed at all the
jokes. I've missed a lot of Broadway hits and potato chips and cokes.
want to wade again in water and feel ocean spray on my face. I want to sit in a
country church once more and thank God for His grace. I want peanut butter every
day spread on my morning toast. I want UN-timed long distance calls to the folks
I love the most. I haven't cried at all the movies yet, or walked in the morning
rain. I need to feel wind in my hair I want to fall in love again. So, if I
choose to have dessert, instead of having dinner, then should I die before night
fall, I'd say I died a winner, because I missed out on nothing. I filled my
heart's desire. I had that final chocolate mousse before my life expired."
With that, I called the waitress over.. "I've changed my mind," I said.
"I want what she is having, only add some more whipped cream!"
mindful that happiness isn't based on possessions, power, or prestige, but on
relationships with people we love and respect.
that while money talks, CHOCOLATE
WHY GOD MADE MOMS
"Why God made moms" answers given by elementary school age children to the
following questions... and, a story at the end.....
Why did God make mothers?
1. She's the only one who knows where the
scotch tape is.
2. Mostly to clean
3. To help us out of there when we
were getting born.
How did God make mothers?
1. He used dirt, just
like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of
3. God made my Mom just the same like he made me. He just used
What ingredients are mothers made of?
1. God makes
mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice
in the world and
one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they
mostly use string, I think.
Why did God give you your mother and not
some other Mom?
1. We're related.
2 God knew she likes me a lot more
than other people's moms like me.
What kind of little girl was your
1. My Mom has always been my Mom and none of that other stuff
don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
They say she used to be nice.
What did Mom need to know about dad before
she married him?
1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background.
Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800
a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to Chores?
Why did your Mom marry
1 My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my Mom eats a
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says
that Mom didn't have her thinking cap on.
Who's the boss at your
1. Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a
2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under
3. I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than
What's the difference between moms and dads?
1. Moms work at
work & work at home, & dads just go to work at work.
2. Moms know
how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller &
stronger, but moms have all the real power 'cause that's who you got to ask if
you want to sleep over at your friend's.
4. Moms have magic, they make you
feel better without medicine.
What does your Mom do in her spare
1. Mothers don't do spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays
bills all day long.
What would it take to make your Mom perfect?
On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of Plastic
2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.
could change one thing about your Mom, what would it be?
1. She has this
weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of that.
2. I'd make
my Mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on her
THE MOMMY TEST
I was out walking with my 4 year old daughter.
She picked up something off the ground and started to put it in her mouth. I
took the item away from her and I asked her not to do that.
"Because it's been lying outside, you don't know where
it's been, it's dirty and probably has germs" I replied.
At this point, my
daughter looked at me with total admiration and asked "WOW, how do you know this
stuff ?" "Uh," ...I was thinking quickly, "All moms know this stuff. It's
on the Mommy Test. You have to know it, or they don't let you be a Mommy."
We walked along in silence for 2 or 3 minutes, but she was evidently pondering
this new information.
"OH...I get it!" she beamed, "So if you don't pass
the test you have to be the daddy."
"Exactly" I replied back with a big
smile on my face and joy in my
National Geographic several years ago provided an interesting picture
of God's wings. After a forest fire in Yellowstone National
rangers began their trek up a mountain to assess the inferno's damage.
ranger found a bird literally petrified in ashes, perched statuesquely
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
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 had refused to abandon her babies.
Then the blaze had arrived and the heat had scorched her small body,
the mother had remained steadfast. Because she had been willing to
die, so those under the cover of her wings would live.
He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will
find refuge." (Psalm 91:4)
Being loved this much should make a difference in your life.
the One who loves you, and then be different because of it.
Time waits for no one.
Treasure every moment you have.
following is the philosophy of Charles Schultz, the creator of the
"Peanuts" comic strip. You don't have to actually answer the questions.
Just read straight through, and you'll get the point.
1. Name the five wealthiest
people in the world.
2. Name the last
five Heisman trophy winners.
Name the last five winners of the Miss America.
4. Name ten people who have won the Nobel or
5. Name the
last half dozen Academy Award winner for best actor and actress
6. Name the last decade's worth of World
How did you
The point is,
none of us remember the headliners of yesterday. These are no
second-rate achievers. They are the best in their fields. But
the applause dies. Awards tarnish. Achievements are
forgotten. Accolades and certificates are buried with their
quiz. See how you do on this one:
1. List a few teachers who aided
your journey through school.
Name three friends who have helped you through a difficult time.
3. Name five people who have taught you
Think of a few people who have made you feel appreciated and special.
5. Think of five people you enjoy
spending time with.
The people who make a difference in your life are
not the ones with the most credentials, the most money, or
the most awards. They are the ones that care.
"Don't worry about the world coming
to an end today. It's already tomorrow in Australia."
A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the
farmer and his wife open a package. He was devastated to
discover it was a mousetrap. Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse
proclaimed the warning. "There is a mousetrap in the house!
There is a mousetrap in the house!"
The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said,
"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 mousetrap in the
pig sympathized, but said, "I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but
there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my
The mouse turned to the cow She said, "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm
sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose."
So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face
the farmer's mousetrap alone. That very night a sound was
heard throughout the house -- like the sound of a mousetrap catching
its prey. The farmer's wife rushed to see what was
caught. In the darkness, she did not see 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, and she returned
home with a fever. 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. But his wife's sickness
continued, so 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; she died. So many people
came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide
enough meat for all of them.
So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it
doesn't concern you, remember that when one of us is threatened, we are
all at risk.
OF US IS A VITAL THREAD IN ANOTHER PERSON'S TAPESTRY; OUR LIVES ARE
WOVEN TOGETHER FOR A REASON SEND THIS TO EVERYONE WHO HAS EVER HELPED
YOU OUT AND LET THEM KNOW HOW IMPORTANT THEY ARE.
Reflect on the Simple Things
ago, a friend of mine and her husband
were invited to spend the weekend at the husband's employer's home. My
friend, Arlene, was nervous about the weekend.
The boss was very wealthy, with a fine home on the waterway, and cars
costing more than her house. The first day and evening went well, and
Arlene was delighted to have this rare glimpse into how the very
The husband's employer was quite
generous as a host,
and took them to the finest restaurants. Arlene knew she would never
have the opportunity to indulge in this kind of extravagance again, so
was enjoying herself immensely. As the three of them were about to
enter an exclusive restaurant that evening, the boss was
slightly ahead of Arlene and her husband. He stopped suddenly,
looking down on the pavement for a long, silent moment. Arlene
wondered if she was supposed to pass him. There was nothing on
the ground except a single darkened penny that someone had
dropped, and a few cigarette butts. Still silent, the man
down and picked up the penny. He held it up and smiled, then
put it in his pocket as if he had found a great treasure.
How absurd! What need did this man have for a single penny? Why would
he even take the time to stop and pick it up? Throughout dinner, the
entire scene nagged at her. Finally, she could stand it no
longer. She causally mentioned that her daughter once had a coin
collection, and asked if the penny he had found had been of
value.A smile crept across the man's face as he reached into his pocket
for the penny and held it out for her to see. She had seen many pennies
before! What was the point of this? "Look at it." He said.
what it says."
She read the words "United States of
"No, not that; read further."
"No, keep reading."
"In God we Trust?"
"And if I trust in God, the name of God is holy, even on a coin.
Whenever I find a coin I see that inscription. It is written on every
single United States coin, but we never seem to notice it! God drops a
message right in front of me telling me to trust Him. Who am I to pass
When I see a coin, I pray, I stop to see if
IS in God at that moment. I pick the coin up as a response to God; that
I do trust in Him. For a short time, at least, I cherish it as
it were gold. I think it is God's way of starting a
with me. Lucky for me, God is patient and pennies are
Subject: this is a great once upon a
Once upon a
time, two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into conflict.
It was the first serious rift in 40 years of
farming side-by-side, sharing machinery, and trading labor and goods as
needed, without a hitch.
the long collaboration fell apart.
It began with a small misunderstanding, and it grew into a major
difference, and finally, it exploded into an exchange of bitter words,
followed by weeks of silence.
One morning, there was a knock on John's door. He opened it to find a
man with a carpenter's toolbox. "I'm looking for a few days work." he
"Perhaps you would
have a few small jobs here And there I could help with? Could I help
you?" he added.
"Yes," said the older brother. I do have a job for you. Look across the
creek at that farm. That's my neighbor. In fact, it's my younger
week, there was a meadow between us. He recently took his bulldozer to
the river levee, and now there is a creek between us. Well, he may have
done this to spite me, but I'll do him one better.
See that pile of lumber by the barn? I want you to
build me a fence. An 8-foot fence so I won't need to see his place, or
his face anymore."
The carpenter said, "I think I understand the situation. Show me the
nails, and the post-hole digger, and I'll be able to do a job that
The older brother had to go to town, so he helped the carpenter get the
materials ready and then he was off for the day. The carpenter worked
hard all that day-measuring, sawing, and nailing. About sunset, when
the farmer returned, the carpenter had just finished his job.
The farmer's eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped. There was no fence
there at all. It was a bridge... a bridge that stretched from one side
of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work, with handrails, and
his younger brother, was coming toward them, his hand outstretched...
"You are quite a fellow to build this bridge, after all I've said and
The two brothers stood at each end of the bridge, and then they met in
the middle, taking each other's hand. They turned to see the carpenter
hoist his toolbox onto his shoulder. "No, wait! Stay a few days. I've a
lot of other projects for you," said the older brother.
I'd love to stay on," the carpenter said, but I have many more bridges
to build. Just remember this...
- God won't ask what kind of car you drove,
but He'll ask how many people you
helped get where they needed to go.
won't ask the square footage of your house,
but He'll ask how many people you
welcomed into your home.
won't ask about the clothes you had in your closet,
but He'll ask how many you helped
- God won't ask
how many friends you had,
but He'll ask how many people to whom you were a friend.
- God won't ask in what neighborhood you lived,
but He'll ask how you treated
won't ask about the color of your skin,
but He'll ask about the content of your character.
- God won't ask why it took you so long to seek
He'll lovingly take you to your mansion in heaven, and not to
the gates of Hell.
won't ask how many people you forwarded this to,
but He'll ask why you hesitated
to pass it on to your friends
The story goes that some time ago a
mother punished her 5 year-old daughter for wasting a roll of
expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and she became
more upset when the child used the gold paper to decorate a
put under the Christmas tree.
the little girl brought
the gift box to her mother the next morning and said, "This is for you,
Momma." The mother was embarrassed by her earlier
reaction, but her anger flared again when she opened the box
found it was empty.
to her daughter in a harsh
manner. "Don't you know, young lady, when you give someone a
present there's supposed to be something inside the package?"
She had tears in her eyes and said, "Oh,
Momma, it's not empty! I blew kisses into it until it was
The mother was
crushed. She fell on her
knees and put her arms around her little girl, and she begged
forgiveness for her
accident took the life of the child
only a short time later,
and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed
all the years of her life. Whenever she was discouraged or
difficult problems she would open the box and take out an
imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put
In a very real sense,
each of us, as
human beings, have been given a Golden box filled with
unconditional love and kisses from our children, family,
and God. There is no more precious possession anyone could
like angels who lift us to our feet, when our wings have
trouble remembering how to fly.
"Never let your successes go to your HEAD and
never let your failures go to your HEART."
There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father
him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he
must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy
had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he
learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily
gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper
than to drive those nails into the fence.
Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his
at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the
boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his
The days passed and the young boy was finally able
his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the
hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son,
but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.
When you say things in anger, they leave a scar
this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter
how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. " A verbal
wound is as bad as a physical one.
Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They make
and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share words of
praise and they always want to open their hearts to us.
NAIL IN THE FENCE
Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole.
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8
"What does love mean?"
they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See
"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint
anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his
hands got arthritis
too. That's love." Rebecca - age 8
When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You
know that your name
is safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4
"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne
and they go
out and smell each other." Karl - age 5
"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French
making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy - age 6
"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." Terri - age 4
Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip
before giving it to
him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7
"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of
kissing, you still
want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like
that. But they look
gross when they kiss" Emily - age 8
"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening
listen," Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)
"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend
hate." Nikka - age 6 "Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt,
wears it everyday." Noelle - age 7
"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still
after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6
"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked
at all the
people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only
one doing that. I
wasn't scared anymore" Cindy - age 8
"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing
me to sleep
at night." Clare - age 6
"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine-age
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is
Robert Redford." Chris - age 7
"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone
Mary Ann - age 4
"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old
clothes and has to
go out and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4
"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars
come out of
you." Karen - age 7
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's
Mark - age 6
- "You really shouldn't say 'I love
you' unless you mean it. But if you
mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget." Jessica - age 8
And the final one-Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a
contest he was
asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring
child. The winner
was a four-year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly
gentleman who had
recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry the little boy went
into the old
gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his
Mother asked him what
he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just
Subject: The Positive Side of Life
- Living on Earth is
expensive, but it does include a free trip around the sun every year.
How long a minute is depends on what side of the bathroom door You're
Birthdays are good for you; the more you have, the longer you live.
Happiness comes through doors you didn't even know you left open.
Ever notice that the people who are late are often much jollier than
the people who have
to wait for them?
Most of us go to our grave with our music still inside of us.
If Wal-Mart is lowering prices every day, how come nothing is free yet?
You may be only one person in the world, but you may also be the world
to one person.
Some mistakes are too much fun to only make once.
Don't cry because it's over; smile because it happened.
could learn a lot from crayons: some are sharp,
some are pretty, some are dull, some have weird names, and all are
different colors....but they all exist very nicely in the same box.
A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
Have an awesome day, and know that someone who thinks you're great has
thought about you
today!.. "And that person was me.".....
YOU Pack My Parachute
Charles Plumb was a U.S. Navy jet pilot in Vietnam. After 75 combat
missions, his plane
was destroyed by a surface-to-air missile. Plumb ejected and parachuted
into enemy hands.
He was captured and spent 6 years in a communist Vietnamese prison. He
survived the ordeal
and now lectures on lessons learned from that experience.
One day, when Plumb and his wife were sitting in a restaurant, a man at
another table came
up and said, "You're Plumb! You flew jet fighters in Vietnam from the
carrier Kitty Hawk. You were shot down!"
"How in the world did you know that?" asked Plumb.
"I packed your parachute," the man replied.
Plumb gasped in surprise and gratitude. The man pumped his hand and
said, "I guess it
Plumb assured him, "It sure did. If your chute hadn't worked, I
wouldn't be here
Plumb couldn't sleep that night, thinking about that man. Plumb says,
wondering what he had looked like in a Navy uniform: a white hat, a bib
in the back, and
bell-bottom trousers. I wonder how many times I might have seen him and
not even said
'Good morning, how are you?' or anything because, you see, I was a
fighter pilot and he
was just a sailor."
Plumb thought of the many hours the sailor had spent at a long wooden
table in the bowels
of the ship, carefully weaving the shrouds and folding the silks of
each chute, holding in
his hands each time the fate of someone he didn't know.
Now, Plumb asks his audience, "Who's packing your parachute?" Everyone
someone who provides what they need to make it through the day. He also
points out that he
needed many kinds of parachutes when his plane was shot down over enemy
territory - he
needed his physical parachute, his mental parachute, his emotional
parachute, and his
spiritual parachute. He called on all these supports before reaching
Sometimes in the daily challenges that life gives us, we miss what is
really important. We
may fail to say hello, please, or thank you, congratulate someone on
that has happened to them, give a compliment, or just do something nice
for no reason. As
you go through this week, this month, this year, recognize people who
I am sending you this as my way of thanking you for your part in
packing my parachute! And
I hope you will send it on to those who have helped pack yours!
The Mayonnaise Jar and the Coffee
When things in your life seem almost too much to handle,
when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some
items in front on him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a
very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf
balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed it
So then 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 if the
jar was full.
They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and
poured it into the jar and of course the sand filled up everything else
up. He asked once more if the jar was full.
The students responded with an unanimous "yes." The professor then
produced two coffee cups of coffee from under the table and
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 recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are
the important things - your family, your children, your health, your
friends, and your favorite passions - things that if everything else
was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The
pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and
your car. The sand is everything else - the small stuff. If you put the
sand in the jar first, he continued, "There is no room for the pebbles
or the golf balls.
The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on 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 with your children. Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your spouse to dinner. Spend time with your parents for you won't
always have them in your life. There will always be time to clean the
house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, the
things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee
represents? The professor smiled. "I am glad you asked. It just goes to
show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there is always
room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."
times, there was a rich merchant who had four wives. He loved the fourth wife
the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies. He took
great care of her and gave her nothing but the best. He also loved his third
wife very much. He was very proud of her and always wanted to show her off to
his friends. However, the merchant was always in great fear that she might run
away with some other men.
He too, loved his second wife. She was a very
considerate person, always patient and in fact is the merchant's confidante.
Whenever the merchant faced some problems, he always turned to his second wife
and she would always help him out and help him through difficult times. Now, the
merchant's first wife was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions
in maintaining his wealth and business as well as taking care of the household.
However, the merchant did not love the first wife and although she loved him
deeply, he hardly took notice of her.
One day, the merchant fell ill.
Before long, he knew that he was going to die soon. He thought of his luxurious
life and told himself, "Now I have four wives with me. But when I die, I'll be
alone. How lonely I'll be!"
Thus, he asked the fourth wife, "I loved you
most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now
that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No way!" replied the
fourth wife and she walked away without another word. Similar responses came
from the third and second wives.
Then a voice called out: "I'll leave
with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go." The merchant looked up and
there was his first wife. Greatly grieved, the merchant said, "I should have
taken much better care of you while I could have!"
Actually, we each have
four wives in our lives
4. The fourth wife is our body. No matter how
much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it'll leave us when we
3. Our third wife represents our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, they all go to others.
2. The second wife is our family and
friends. No matter how close they had been there for us when we're alive, the
furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.
1. The first wife is, in
fact, our soul, often neglected in our pursuit of material, wealth and sensual
pleasure. – but in truth our real self.
His name was
Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day,
while trying to make a
living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a
He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in
black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming
and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what
could have been a slow and terrifying death.
The next day, a
fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's
sparse surroundings. An
elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself
father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved. "I want to repay
said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."No, I can't
accept payment for what I
did," the Scottish farmer replied, waving off the offer.
At that moment,
the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel.
"Is that your
son?" the nobleman asked."Yes" the farmer replied proudly.
you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education
my own son will
enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll no
doubt grow to be a man
we both will be proud of." And that he did. Farmer Fleming's
son attended the very best schools and in time, he graduated
Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to
throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer
the same nobleman's son who was saved from the bog
was stricken with
pneumonia. What saved his life this time? Penicillin. The name
nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill. His son's name? Sir Winston
One day a while back,
a man, his heart heavy with grief, was walking in the woods. As he thought
about his life this day, he knew many things were not right. He thought about
those who had lied about him back when he had a job. His thoughts turned to
those who had stolen his things and cheated him. He remembered family that had
passed on. His mind turned to the illness he had, that no one could cure. His
very soul was filled with anger, resentment, and frustration. Standing there this
day, searching for answers he could not find, knowing all else had failed him,
he knelt at the base of an old oak tree to seek the one he knew would always be
there. And so with tears in his eyes, he prayed:
"Lord ~ You have done
wonderful things for me in this life. You have told me to do many things for
you, and I happily obeyed. Today, you have told me to forgive. I am sad, Lord,
because I cannot, I don't know how. It is not fair Lord, I didn't deserve these
wrongs that were done against me and I shouldn't have to forgive. As perfect as
your way is Lord, this one thing I cannot do, for I don't know how to forgive.
My anger is so deep Lord, I fear I may not hear you, but I pray you teach me to
do the one thing I cannot do: Teach me to forgive ."
As he knelt there in
the quiet shade of that old oak tree, he felt something fall onto his shoulder.
He opened his eyes. Out of the corner of one eye, he saw something
red on his shirt. He
could not turn to see what it was because where the oak tree had been was a
large square piece of wood in the ground. He raised his head and saw two feet
held to the wood with a large spike through them.
He raised his head
more, and tears came to his eyes as he saw Jesus hanging on a cross. He saw
spikes in His hands, a gash in His side, a torn and battered body, deep thorns
sunk into His head. Finally he saw the suffering and pain on His precious face.
As their eyes met, the man's tears turned to sobbing, and Jesus began to speak.
"Have you ever told a
lie?" He asked?
The man answered -
"Have you ever been
given too much change and kept it?"
The man answered -
"Yes. Lord." And the man sobbed more and more.
"Have you ever taken
something from work that wasn't yours?" Jesus asked?
And the man answered,
"Have you ever sworn,
using my Father's name in vain?"
The man, crying now,
answered - "Yes, Lord."
As Jesus asked many
more times, "Have you ever"? The man' s crying became uncontrollable, for he
could only answer - "Yes, Lord".
Then Jesus turned His
head from one side to the other, and the man felt something fall on his other
shoulder. He looked and saw that it was the blood of Jesus. When he
looked back up, his eyes met those of Jesus, and there was a look of love the
man had never seen or felt before.
Jesus said, "I didn't
deserve this either, but I forgive you."
It may be hard to see
how you're going to get through something, but when you look back in life, you
realize how true this statement is.
brings you to it - He will bring you through
SAND & STONE
TWO FRIENDS WERE WALKING THROUGH THE DESERT.
SOME POINT OF THE JOURNEY, THEY HAD AN ARGUMENT AND ONE FRIEND SLAPPED THE OTHER
ONE IN THE FACE.
THE ONE WHO GOT SLAPPED WAS HURT, BUT WITHOUT SAYING
ANYTHING, WROTE IN THE SAND:
TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE
THEY KEPT ON WALKING, UNTIL THEY FOUND AN OASIS, WHERE THEY DECIDED TO
TAKE A BATH. THE ONE WHO HAD BEEN SLAPPED GOT STUCK IN THE MIRE AND STARTED
DROWNING, BUT THE FRIEND SAVED HIM.
AFTER HE RECOVERED FROM THE NEAR
DROWNING, HE WROTE ON A STONE:
"TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE ".
FRIEND WHO HAD SLAPPED AND SAVED HIS BEST FRIEND ASKED HIM, "AFTER I HURT YOU,
YOU WROTE IN THE SAND AND NOW, YOU WRITE ON A STONE, WHY?"
THE FRIEND REPLIED
"WHEN SOMEONE HURTS US WE SHOULD WRITE IT DOWN IN SAND, WHERE WINDS OF
FORGIVENESS CAN ERASE IT AWAY. BUT, WHEN SOMEONE DOES SOMETHING GOOD FOR US, WE
MUST ENGRAVE IT IN STONE WHERE NO WIND CAN EVER ERASE IT."
LEARN TO WRITE
YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE.
THEY SAY IT TAKES
A MINUTE TO FIND A SPECIALPERSON, AN HOUR TO APPRECIATE THEM, A DAY TO LOVE
THEM, BUT THEN AN ENTIRE LIFE TO FORGET THEM.
TAKE THE TIME TO LIVE!
NOT VALUE THE MATERIAL THINGS YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE, BUT VALUE THE PEOPLE YOU
HAVE IN YOUR LIFE!
JUST A NICE CHRISTMAS STORY
The man slowly
looked up. This was a woman clearly accustomed to the finer things of life. Her coat was new. She looked like that she had
never missed a meal in her life. His first thought was
that she wanted to make fun of him, like so many others
had done before.
"Leave me alone," he
To his amazement, the woman continued standing.
She was smiling -- her even white teeth displayed in
dazzling rows. "Are you hungry?" she asked.
he answered sarcastically. "I've just come from dining with
the president. Now go away." The woman's smile became even
broader. Suddenly the man felt a gentle hand under his arm.
"What are you doing, lady?" the man asked angrily.
"I said to leave me alone.
Just then a
policeman came up. "Is there any problem, ma'am?" he
"No problem here, officer," the woman answered.
"I'm just trying to get this man to his feet. Will you
The officer scratched his head. "That's old
Jack. He's been a fixture around here for a couple of
years. What do you want with him?"
"See that cafeteria
over there?" she asked. "I'm going to get him something
to eat and get him out of the cold for
"Are you crazy, lady?" the homeless man
resisted. "I don't want to go in there!"
Then he felt
strong hands grab his other arm and lift him up.
go, officer. I didn't do anything."
"This is a good deal
for you, Jack," the officer answered. "Don't blow
Finally, and with some difficulty, the woman and
the police officer got Jack into the cafeteria and sat
him at a table in a remote corner. It was the middle of
the morning, so most of the breakfast crowd had already left and the lunch bunch had not yet arrived. The manager strode
across the cafeteria and stood by his
"What's going on here, officer?" he asked. "What
is all this. Is this man in
"This lady brought this man in here to be
fed," the policeman answered
"Not in here!" the manager
replied angrily. "Having a person like that here is bad
Old Jack smiled a toothless grin. "See,
lady. I told you so. Now if you'll let me go. I didn't
want to come here in the first place."
The woman turned
to the cafeteria manager and smiled. "Sir, are you familiar with Eddy and Associates, the banking firm down the
"Of course I am," the manager answered
impatiently. "They hold their weekly meetings in one of
my banquet rooms."
"And do you make a goodly amount of
money providing food at these weekly
"What business is that of
"I, sir, am Penelope Eddy, president and CEO of
smiled again. "I thought that might make a difference." She glanced
at the cop who was busy stifling a giggle. "Would you like to join
us in a cup of coffee and a meal,
"No thanks, ma'am," the officer replied. "I'm
"Then, perhaps, a cup of coffee to
"Yes, ma'am. That would be very
The cafeteria manager turned on his heel "I'll
get your coffee for you right away,
The officer watched him walk away. "You
certainly put him in his place," he
"That was not my intent. Believe it or not, I have
a reason for all this."
She sat down at the
table across from her amazed dinner guest She stared at
him intently. "Jack, do you remember me?"
Old Jack searched her face with his old, rheumy eyes "I think so -- I mean you do look familiar."
a little older perhaps," she said. "Maybe I've even filled out
more than in my younger days when you worked here, and I came
through that very door, cold and hungry."
"Ma'am?" the officer said questioningly. He
couldn't believe that such a magnificently turned out woman could
ever have been hungry.
was just out of college," the woman began. "I had come to the
city looking for a job, but I couldn't find anything. Finally I
was down to my last few cents and had been kicked out of my
apartment. I walked the streets for days. It was February and I
was cold and nearly starving. I saw this place and walked in on
the off chance that I could get something to eat."
Jack lit up with a
smile. "Now I remember," he said. "I was behind the serving
counter. You came up and asked me if you could work for something to
I said that it was against company
"I know," the woman continued. "Then you made
me the biggest roast beef sandwich that I had ever
seen, gave me a cup of coffee, and told me to go over to a corner table and enjoy it. I was afraid that you would get into
trouble. Then, when I looked over, I saw you put the
price of my food in the cash register I knew then that
everything would be all right."
"So you started your own
business?" Old Jack said.
got a job that very afternoon. I worked my way up. Eventually
I started my own business, that, with the help of God, prospered."
She opened her purse and pulled out a business card. "When you are
finished here, I want you to pay a visit to a Mr. Lyons. He's the
personnel director of my company. I'll go talk to him now and I'm
certain he'll find something for you to do around the office." She
smiled. "I think he might even find the funds to give you a little
advance so that you can buy some clothes and get a place to live
until you get on your feet. If you ever need anything, my door is
always opened to you."
There were tears in the old man's eyes. "How can I
ever thank you? " he said.
me," the woman answered. "To God goes the glory. Thank Jesus..
He led me to you."
Outside the cafeteria,
the officer and the woman paused at the entrance before
going their separate ways. "Thank you for all your help, officer," she said.
"On the contrary, Ms. Eddy," he
answered. "Thank you. I saw a miracle today, something
that I will never forget. And...And thank you for the
Have a Wonderful Day. May
God Bless You Always. And don't forget that when you
"cast your bread upon the waters," you never know how it will be
returned to you.
God is so big He can
cover the whole world with his Love and so small He can
curl up inside your heart.
Unbelievable -- What Are the Odds of This Happening?
Life can sometimes produce fascinating, extraordinary coincidences. Here are a few of the most amazing ones:
In 1975, a man riding a moped in Bermuda was accidentally struck and
killed by a taxi. One year later, the man’s brother, riding the
very same moped, was killed in the very same way by the very same taxi
driven by the very same driver -- and carrying the very same passenger.
Twin brothers Jim Lewis and Jim Springer were separated at birth and
adopted by different families. Unknown to each other, both were named
James, both owned a dog named Toy, both married women named Linda, both
had a son they names James Alan, and both eventually divorced and got
remarried to a woman named Betty.
* Thomas Jefferson wrote the
Declaration of Independence, and John Adams helped to edit and hone it.
The Continental Congress approved the document on July 4, 1776. Both
Jefferson and Adams died on July 4, 1826 -- exactly 50 years after the
signing of the Declaration of Independence.
* A German mother
who photographed her infant son in 1914 left the film to be developed
at a store in Strasbourg, but was unable to collect the film picture
when World War I broke out. Two years later she bought a film plate in
Frankfurt, over 100 miles away, and took a picture of her newborn
daughter -- only to find, when developed, the picture of her daughter
superimposed on the earlier picture of her son. The original film,
never developed, had been mistakenly labeled as unused and resold.
In 1858, Robert Fallon was shot dead by fellow poker players who
accused him of cheating to win a $600 pot. None of the other players
were willing to take the now unlucky $600, so they found a new player
to take Fallon’s place, who turned the $600 into $2,200 in
winnings. At that point, the police arrived and demanded that the
original $600 be given to Fallon’s next of kin -- only to
discover that the new player was Fallon’s son, who had not seen
his father in seven years.
* In the 19th century, the famous
horror writer Egdar Allan Poe wrote a book called ‘The narrative
of Arthur Gordon Pym.’ It was about four survivors of a shipwreck
who were in an open boat for many days before they decided to kill and
eat the cabin boy whose name was Richard Parker. Some years later, in
1884, the yawl, Mignonette, foundered, with only four survivors, who
were in an open boat for many days. Eventually the three senior members
of the crew killed and ate the cabin boy. The name of the cabin boy was
* In 1930s Detroit, a man named Joseph Figlock
was to become an amazing figure in a young (and, apparently, incredibly
careless) mother’s life. As Figlock was walking down the street,
the mother’s baby fell from a high window onto Figlock. The
baby’s fall was broken and Figlock and the baby were unharmed. A
year later, the same baby fell from the same window, again falling onto
Mr. Figlock as he was passing beneath. Once again, both of them
survived the event.
* In 1973, actor Anthony Hopkins agreed to
appear in “The Girl From Petrovka”, based on a novel by
George Feifer. Unable to find a copy of the book anywhere in London,
Hopkins was surprised to discover one lying on a bench in a train
station. It turned out to be George Feifer’s own annotated
(personal) copy, which Feifer had lent to a friend, and which had been
stolen from his friend’s car.
* In Monza, Italy, King
Umberto I went to a small restaurant for dinner, accompanied by his
aide-de-camp, General Emilio Ponzia-Vaglia. When the owner took King
Umberto’s order, the King noticed that he and the restaurant
owner were virtual doubles, in face and in build. Both men began
discussing the striking resemblance between each other and found many
1. Both men were born on the same day, of the same year (March 14, 1844).
2. Both men had been born in the same town.
3. Both men married a woman with same name, Margherita.
4. The restaurateur opened his restaurant on the same day that King Umberto was crowned King of Italy.
On the 29th July 1900, King Umberto was informed that the restaurateur
had died that day in a mysterious shooting accident, and as he
expressed his regret, an anarchist in the crowd then assassinated him.
While American novelist Anne Parrish was browsing bookstores in Paris
in the 1920s, she came upon a book that was one of her childhood
favorites -- Jack Frost and Other Stories. She picked up the old book
and showed it to her husband, telling him of the book she fondly
remembered as a child. Her husband took the book, opened it, and on the
flyleaf found the inscription: “Anne Parrish, 209 N. Weber
Street, Colorado Springs.” It was Anne’s very own book.
Are these instances merely coincidence, or are they something more? It all depends on how you look at it.
the famous words of Albert Einstein sum up quite nicely: “There
are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle.
The other is as though everything is a miracle.”
don't need the money.
never been hurt.
Heaven on Earth.
be work for your hands to do;
always hold a coin or two;
the sun always
shine on your windowpane;
a rainbow be
certain to follow each rain;
the hand of a
friend always be near you;
God fill your
heart with gladness to cheer you.