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Trust

Me (in a tizzy) : God, can I ask you something?

GOD: Sure.

Me: Promise you won’t get mad?

GOD: I promise.

Me (frustrated): Why did you let so much stuff happen to me today?

GOD: What do you mean?

Me: Well I woke up late,

GOD: Yes

Me: My car took forever to start,

GOD: Okay….

Me (growling): At lunch, they made my sandwich wrong and I had to wait

GOD: Hmmmm..

Me: On the way home, my phone went dead, just as I picked up a call

GOD: All right

Me (loudly): And to top it all off, when I got home, I just wanted to soak my feet in my foot massager and relax, but it wouldn’t work. Nothing went right today! Why did you do that?

GOD: Well let me see….. the death angel was at your bed this morning and I had to send one of the other angels to battle him for your life. I let you sleep through that.

Me (humbled): Oh…

GOD: I didn’t let your car start because there was a drunk driver on your route that might have hit you if you were on the road

Me (ashamed): …………

GOD: The first person who made your sandwich today was sick and I didn’t want you to catch what they have, I knew you couldn’t afford to miss work

Me (embarrassed): Oh…..

GOD: Your phone went dead because the person that was calling was going to give a false witness about what you said on that call, I didn’t even let you talk to them so you would be covered

Me (softly): I see God

GOD: Oh and that foot massager, it had a short that was going to throw out all of the power in your house tonight. I didn’t think you wanted to be in the dark.

Me: I’m sorry God.

GOD: Don’t be sorry, just learn to trust me………in all things, the good and the bad

Me: I WILL trust you God

GOD: And don’t doubt that my plan for your day is always better than your plan

Me: I won’t God. And let me just tell you God, thank you for everything today.

GOD: You’re welcome child. It was just another day being your God and I love looking after my children.

Scriptural References: II Samuel 22:31, Proverbs 3:5, Hebrews 2:13

 

Promise only what you can deliver. Then deliver more than you promise.”

Change Your Thinking

I’ve probably already posted this one and you may have already read it, but it really can make a difference – if we stop a moment and change the way we think about and see things:

 

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

 

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

 

His bed was next to the room’s only window.

 

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

 

The men talked for hours on end.

 

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..

 

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

 

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and colour of the world outside.

 

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.

 

Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every colour and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

 

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

 

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

 

Although the other man could not hear the band – he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

 

Days, weeks and months passed.

 

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.

 

She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

 

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

 

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.

He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

 

It faced a blank wall.

 

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

 

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

 

She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’

 

 

 

Epilogue:

 

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.

 

Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.

 

If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.

 

‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present.’

 

 

I pray you will forward it to all your friends to whom you wish God’s blessings.

 

Irish Luck

Irish Luck –

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 nearby bog. 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 as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.

 

‘I want to repay you,’ 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.

 

‘I’ll make 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, graduated from St. Mary’s Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.

 

Years afterward, the same nobleman’s son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia.

 

What saved his life this time? Penicillin.

 

The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill .. His son’s name?

 

Sir Winston Churchill.

 

Someone once said: What goes around comes around.

 

Work like you don’t need the money.

 

Love like you’ve never been hurt.

 

Dance like nobody’s watching.

 

Sing like nobody’s listening.

 

Live like it’s Heaven on Earth.

 

 

 

Irish Friendship Wish

 

May there always be work for your hands to do;

 

May your purse always hold a coin or two;

 

May the sun always shine on your windowpane;

 

May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain;

 

May the hand of a friend always be near you;

May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.

 

And may you be in heaven a half hour before the devil knows you’re dead.

Forgiveness: Sand and Stone

Two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey, they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other 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 face.

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.

The 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 other 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.

If Tomorrow Starts Without Me

If tomorrow starts without me,

And I’m not there to see,

If the sun should rise and find your eyes

All filled with tears for me;

 

I wish so much you wouldn’t cry

The way you did today,

While thinking of the many things,

We didn’t get to say.

 

I know how much you love me,

As much as I love you,

And each time that you think of me,

I know you’ll miss me too;

 

But when tomorrow starts without me,

Please try to understand,

That an angel came and called my name,

And took me by the hand,

 

And said my place was ready,

In heaven far above,

And that I’d have to leave behind

All those I dearly love.

 

But as I turned to walk away,

A tear fell from my eye,

For all my life, I’d always thought,

I didn’t want to die.

 

I had so much to live for,

So much left yet to do,

It seemed almost impossible,

That I was leaving you.

 

I thought of all the yesterdays,

The good ones and the bad,

I thought of all that we shared,

And all the fun we had.

 

If I could relive yesterday,

Just even for a while,

I’d say good-bye and hug you

And maybe see you smile.

 

But then I fully realized,

That this could never be,

For emptiness and memories,

Would take the place of me.

 

And when I thought of worldly things

I might miss some tomorrow,

I thought of you, and when I did,

My heart was filled with sorrow.

 

But when I walked through heaven’s gates,

I felt so much at home.

When God looked down and smiled at me,

From His great golden throne,

 

He said, “This is eternity,

And all I’ve promised you.

Today your life on earth is past,

But here life starts anew.

 

I promise no tomorrow,

But today will always last,

And since each day is the same way,

There’s no longing for the past. “

 

So when tomorrow starts without me,

Don’t think we’re far apart,

For every time you think of me,

I’m right there, in your heart.

 

– David M. Romano

God’s Wife

An eye witness account from New York City , on a cold day in December, some years ago: A little boy, about 10-years-old, was standing before a shoe store on the roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering With cold.

A lady approached the young boy and said, ‘My, but you’re in such deep thought staring in that window!’

‘I was asking God to give me a pair of Shoes,’was the boy’s reply.

The lady took him by the hand, went into the store, and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks for the boy. She then asked if he could give her a basin of water and a towel. He quickly brought them to her.

She took the little fellow to the back part of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, washed his little feet, and dried them with the towel.

By this time, the clerk had returned with the socks… Placing a pair upon the boy’s feet, she purchased him a pair of shoes..

She tied up the remaining pairs of socks and gave them to him… She patted him on the head and said, ‘No doubt, you will be more comfortable now.’

As she turned to go, the astonished kid caught her by the hand, and looking up into her face, with tears in his eyes, asked her.

‘Are you God’s wife?’

Most Caring Kid

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 helped him cry.

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Teacher Debbie Moon’s first graders were discussing a picture of a family.

One little boy in the picture had a different color hair than the other family members. One child suggested that he was adopted and a little girl said, “I know all about adoptions because I was adopted.”

“What does it mean to be adopted?” asked another child.

“It means,” said the girl, “that you grew in your mommy’s heart instead of her tummy.”

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A four-year-old was at the pediatrician for a check up. As the doctor looked down her ears with an otoscope, he asked, “Do you think I’ll find Big Bird in here?” The little girl stayed silent.

Next, the doctor took a tongue depressor and looked down her throat. He asked, “Do you think I’ll find the Cookie Monster down there?” Again, the little girl was silent.

Then the doctor put a stethoscope to her chest. As he listened to her heart beat, he asked, “Do you think I’ll hear Barney in there?”

“Oh, no!” the little girl replied.

“Jesus is in my heart. Barney’s on my underpants.”

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As I was driving home from work one day, I stopped to watch a local Little League baseball game that was being played in a park near my home. As I sat down behind the bench on the first-base line, I asked one of the boys what the score was.

“We’re behind 14 to nothing,” he answered with a smile.

“Really,” I said. “I have to say you don’t look very discouraged.”

“Discouraged?” the boy, asked with a puzzled look on is face,

“Why should we be discouraged? We haven’t been up to bat yet.”

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Whenever I’m disappointed with in life, I stop and think about little Jamie Scott.

Jamie was trying out for a part in a school play. His mother told me that he’d set his heart on being in it, though she feared he would not be chosen. On the day the parts were awarded, I went with her to collect him after school.

Jamie rushed up to her, eyes shining with pride and excitement:

“Guess what Mom,” he shouted, and then said those words that will remain a lesson to me:

“I’ve been chosen to clap and cheer.”

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A lesson in “heart” is my little, 10-year-old daughter, Sarah, who was born with a muscle missing in her foot and wears a brace all the time.

She came home one beautiful spring day to tell me she had competed in “field day” – that’s where they have lots of races and other competitive events.

Because of her leg support, my mind raced as I tried to think of encouragement for my Sarah, things I could say to her about not letting this get her down – but before I could get a word out, she said “Daddy, I won two of the races!”

I couldn’t believe it! And then Sarah said, “I had an advantage.”

Ah. I knew it. I thought she must have been given a head start…

some kind of physical advantage. But again, before I could say anything,

she said, “Daddy, I didn’t get a head start… My advantage was I had to try harder!”

Hug Certificate

 

This Is A Hug Certificate – Just for You

If I could catch a rainbow

I would do it just for you

And share with you its beauty

On the days you’re feeling blue.

If I could build a mountain

You could call your very own;

A place to find serenity,

A place to be alone.

If I could take your troubles

I would toss them in the sea,

But all these things, I’m finding,

Are impossible for me.

I cannot build a mountain

Or catch a rainbow fair,

But let me be what I know best,

A friend who’s always there..

A Choice

After a few of the usual Sunday evening hymns, the church’s pastor slowly stood up, walked over to the pulpit and, before he gave his sermon for the evening, briefly introduced a guest minister who was in the service that evening. In the introduction, the pastor told the congregation that the guest minister was one of his dearest childhood friends and that he wanted him to have a few moments to greet the church and share whatever he felt would be appropriate for the service. With that, an elderly man stepped up to the pulpit and began to speak,

 

“A father, his son, and a friend of his son were sailing off the Pacific Coast when fast approaching storm blocked any attempt to get back to shore. The waves were so high, that even though the father was an experienced sailor, he could not keep the boat upright, and the three were swept into the ocean as the boat capsized.” The old man hesitated for a moment, making eye contact with two teenagers who were, for the first time since the service began, looking somewhat interested in his story. The aged minister continued with his story, “Grabbing a rescue line, the father had to make the most excruciating decision of his life … to which boy he would throw the other end of the life line. He only had seconds to make the decision.

 

The father knew that his son was a Christian and he also knew that his son’s friend was not. The agony of his decision could not be matched by the torrent of waves. “As the father yelled out, ‘I love you, son!’ he threw out the life line to his son’s friend. By the time the father had pulled the friend back to the capsized boat, his son had disappeared beneath the raging swells into the black of night. His body was never recovered.”

 

By this time, the two teenagers were sitting up straight in the pew, anxiously waiting for the next words to come out of the old minister’s mouth. “The father,” he continued, “knew his son would step into eternity with Jesus, and he could not bear the thought of his son’s friend stepping into an eternity without Jesus. Therefore, he sacrificed his son to save his son’s friend. How great is the love of God that He should do the same for us. Our heavenly Father sacrificed His only begotten Son that we could be saved. I urge you to accept His offer to rescue you and take a hold of the life line He is throwing out to you in this service.” With that, the old man turned and sat back down in his chair as silence filled the room.

 

The pastor again walked slowly to the pulpit and delivered a brief sermon with an invitation at the end. However, no one responded to the appeal. Within minutes after the service ended, the two teenagers were at the old man’s side. “That was a nice story,” politely stated one of the boys, “but I don’t think it was very realistic for a father to give up his only son’s life in hopes that the other boy would become a Christian.” “Well, you’ve got a point there,” the old man replied, glancing down at his worn Bible.

 

A big smile broadened his narrow face, and he once again looked up at the boys and said, “It sure isn’t very realistic, is it? But I’m standing here today to tell you that THAT story gives me a glimpse of what it must have been like for God to give up His Son for me. You see … I was that father and your pastor is my son’s friend.”

Easter OBITUARY

“Obituary – I have not seen one like this before!”

share this so that all will know Jesus…

JESUS’ DEATH ~~ 60 SECONDS ~~

A STUDY ON THE NAILS IN OUR LORDS HANDS OR WRISTS

For the next 60 seconds, set aside whatever
you’re doing and take this opportunity!
Let’s see if Satan can stop this…

THE (SCIENTIFIC) DEATH OF JESUS

At the  age of 33,
Jesus was condemned to the death penalty.

At the  time crucifixion was the “worst” death. Only the worst criminals condemned to be crucified. Yet it was even more dreadful for Jesus, for unlike other criminals condemned to death by crucifixion Jesus was nailed to the cross by His hands and feet, rather than tied…

Each  nail was 6 to 8 inches long.

The  nails were driven into His wrist.  Not into His palms  as is commonly
portrayed. There’s a tendon in the wrist that extends to the shoulder.  The Roman guards knew that when the nails were being hammered into the
Wrist, that tendon would tear and break, forcing Jesus to use His back
muscles to support himself, so that He could breathe.

Both of His feet were nailed together. Thus He was forced to support Himself on the single nail that impaled His feet to the cross.  Jesus could not support himself with His legs for long because of the pain, so He was forced to alternate between arching His back and using his legs just to continue to
breath.  Imagine the struggle, the pain, the suffering, the courage.

Jesus endured this reality for over 3 hours.
Yes, over 3 hours! Can you imagine this kind of suffering? A few minutes before He died, Jesus stopped bleeding. He was simply pouring water
from his wounds.

From  common images we see wounds to His hands and feet and even the spear wound to His side…  But do we remember the many wounds
made to his body.  A hammer driving large nails through the wrists, the feet overlapped and a nail hammered through the arches, then a Roman guard piercing  His side with a spear. And… before the nails and the spear, Jesus was whipped and beaten.  The whipping was so severe that it tore the
flesh from His body. The beating so horrific that His face was torn and his beard ripped from His face. The crown of thorns (two to three inch thorns) cut deeply into His scalp. Most men would not have survived this torture.

He had no more blood to bleed out, only water poured from His wounds.  The
human adult body contains about 5 liters (just over a  gallon) of blood.

Jesus  poured all 5 liters of his blood; He had three nails hammered into His
body; a crown of thorns on His head and, beyond that, a Roman soldier who stabbed a spear into His chest..

All  these without mentioning the humiliation He passed after carrying His own cross for almost 2 kilometers, while the crowd  spat in his face and threw stones (the cross beam was almost 30 kg of weight, to which His hands were nailed).

Jesus had to endure this experience, so that you may have free access to God.

So that your sins can be “washed” away.
All of them, with no exception!
Don’t ignore this.

JESUS CHRIST DIED…FOR YOU!

For you, who now read this e-mail.
Do not believe that He only died for others
(those who go to church or for pastors, bishops, etc).

He died for you!
It is easy to e-mail jokes or silly photos, but when it comes to God,
sometimes we feel ashamed to forward a message about Him on
to others.
We are worried of what they “may think.”

Accept  the reality, the truth, that JESUS IS THE ONLY SALVATION FOR THE WORLD.

God has special plans for YOU!
Share this with all your friends…
about what He went through to save you.
Really think about it!

May God bless you!

For the next 60 seconds,
set aside what you’re doing and take
this opportunity! Let’s see if Satan can stop this.

All you  have to do
is:

1. Pray for the person who sent this message to you.

2. Send this message to 10 people…More if you wish.

3.That way, 10 people will pray for you
and you will encourage many people
to pray to God for others.

4. Take a moment to appreciate the power of God in your life, as you do what pleases Him.

If you are not ashamed to do this, please, follow Jesus’ instructions.
He said (Matthew 10:32 & 33): “Everyone therefore
who acknowledges me before others, I also will acknowledge
before My Father in heaven; but whosoever denies Me
before  others,  I also will deny before My
Father in  heaven”.

If you  believe,
send this message… But send it only if you believe
in Christ Jesus as your Lord and Savior.

Yes, I love God. He
is my source of life and my Savior.
He keeps me alive and safe, both day and night.

Without Him, I am nothing,
but with Him “I can do all things through Him
who strengthens me”. Philippians 4:13.

Real Meaning of Words In Pictures

Grab your tissues! (Especially where the dog is waiting………)

2010 may not have been everything I wanted it to be but thank God I am here to see 2011..  Some friends and family members are not,  I love all of you in different ways and have very special relationships with you which I truly appreciate.  As we go into the new year lets focus on each other and the love we share.  Life is too short to dwell on petty nonsense.  Embrace each other and lets move on to the next level and experience whatever God has in store for us.  Remember we serve an awesome God.  Let him steer the boat! Can you get it?  I did, that’s why I’m passing it on.   🙂

Love

Sorrow

Innocence

Departure

Pain

Respect

Compassion

Friendship

Patience

Rescued

Best friends

Divine

“Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass … it’s about caring and loving your relatives and friends while you can touch and see them, and they are still among us.

May you always walk in sunshine, my friend!!

Be kind to all you meet, each of us carries a burden that others can’t see.

Sisterhood of the Traveling Butterflies

Time passes.

Life happens.

Distance separates.

Children grow up.

 

 

 

Jobs come and go.  Love waxes and wanes.

 

Men don’t do what they’re supposed to do.

Hearts break.

Parents die.

Colleagues forget favors.

Careers end.

BUT………

Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you.

A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach.

 

When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley’s rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley’s end.

 

Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you… Or come in and carry you out. Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family, all bless our life!

 

The world wouldn’t be the same without women, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other.

Every day, we need each other still.

Share this with all the women who help make your life meaningful. I just did.

 

There are more than twenty angels in this world.

Ten are peacefully sleeping on clouds. Nine are playing..

And one is reading her email at this moment.

Cat Houses for the Homeless

Cat Houses for the Homeless! (Not What You Think)
Watch how you shape your retirement!! This guy has saved a lot of cats.  Check out the little houses he built for them.

Craig Grant bought a tree farm far away from the city and turned it into a sanctuary for all the cats he has rescued. He lives there with the cats and provides lots of love, care and companionship. It’s hard to imagine that once he was not a cat lover and did not want cats until he met his sons cat Pepper. He also got to experience what it is like raising a litter of kittens.

“Over that time I learned that every cat had its own unique personality and it wasn’t long before the kittens were swinging from my curtains. I didn’t care. Something had changed, I didn’t want to give them up”.  The condo life was not easy for the kitties, so Craig found a tree farm and settled down there for his fur babies. Over the next several months, he rescued more and more homeless and abandoned cats. The number of new residents kept going up, so Craig expanded the sanctuary to make more room for the animals.

The farm was named Caboodle Ranch and is now a permanent home for all the homeless, rescued cats. Each of them has a sad story of their past, but now they are living in heaven. Cats should be able to roam free, and at Caboodle Ranch, that’s what they do. Craig has built many beautiful cat houses and decorated the place with vibrant colors and tons of liveliness. All the cats are spayed and neutered.

Don’t forget to visit Caboodle Ranch (non profit rescue center) at their website and check them out on Facebook.

Tips for 2011

Ten Great Tips For 2011

1.  Stay out of trouble.

2.  Aim for greater heights.

3.  Stay focused on your job.

4.  Exercise to maintain good health.

5.  Practice team work.

6.  Rely on your trusted partner to watch your back.  Take your time trusting others.

7.  Save for rainy days.

8.  Rest and relax

9.  Always take time to smile.

AND

10..  Realize that nothing is impossible.

THE SENILITY PRAYER :

Grant me the senility to forget the people
I never liked anyway,
The good fortune to run into the ones I do, and
The eyesight to tell the difference.

Now, . .you are supposed to share this with a bunch of your friends.

And remember this:
“You don’t stop laughing because you grow old,

You grow old because you stop laughing!!!”

Beautiful Christian Woman’s Day

When I say that ‘I am a Christian’, I am not shouting that I am clean living.

I’m whispering ‘I was lost, but now I’m found and forgiven.’

When I say ‘I am a Christian’ I don’t speak of this with pride.

I’m confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.

When I say ‘I am a Christian’ I’m not trying to be strong.

I’m professing that I’m weak and need His strength to carry on.

When I say ‘I am a Christian’ I’m not bragging of success.

I’m admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.

When I say ‘I am a Christian’ I’m not claiming to be perfect.

My flaws are far too visible, but God believes I am worth it.

When I say ‘I am a Christian’ I still feel the sting of pain.

I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.

When I say ‘I am a Christian’ I’m not holier than thou,

I’m just a simple sinner who received God’s good grace, somehow!

Today is Beautiful Christian Woman’s Day.

Pretty is as Pretty does but, Beautiful is just plain Beautiful..

I’m supposed to send this to Beautiful Women, and you are one of them!!!

If you share this with other women, you will boost another woman’s self esteem, and she will know you care about her!

Be Blessed, & Be a Blessing.

2010 Sand Castles

WOW doesn’t describe these!!

2010 Sand Castles

This year’s sand castles competition in Oregon- stunning….

the best yet!

THE SNEEZE

I think this is awesome!!!

They walked in tandem, each of the ninety-two students filing into the already crowded auditorium. With their rich maroon gowns flowing and the traditional caps, they looked almost as grown up as they felt.

Dads swallowed hard behind broad smiles, and Moms freely brushed away tears.

This class would NOT pray during the commencements, not by choice, but because of a recent court ruling prohibiting it.

The principal and several students were careful to stay within the guidelines allowed by the ruling. They gave inspirational and challenging speeches, but no one mentioned divine guidance and no one asked for blessings on the graduates or their families.

The speeches were nice, but they were routine until the final speech received a standing ovation.

A solitary student walked proudly to the microphone. He stood still and silent for just a moment, and then, it happened.

All 92 students, every single one of them, suddenly SNEEZED !!!!

The student on stage simply looked at the audience and said,

‘GOD BLESS YOU’

And he walked off the stage…

The audience exploded into applause. This graduating class had found a unique way to invoke God’s blessing on their future with or without the court’s approval.

Isn’t this a wonderful story? Share it with all your friends………and

GOD BLESS YOU!!!!

This is a true story; it happened at Eastern Shore District High School in Musquodoboit Harbour, Nova Scotia.

I hope this goes around Canada…and the USA….and the rest of the world!!!

There comes a point in life

There comes a point in your life when you realize:

Who matters,
Who never did,
Who won’t anymore…
And who always will.
So, don’t worry about people from your past,
there’s a reason why they didn’t make it to your future.

The Will and Grace of God

‘To get something you never had, you have to do something you never did.’
When God takes something from your grasp, He’s not punishing you, but merely opening your hands to receive something better.
Concentrate on this sentence… ‘The will of God will never take you where the Grace of God will not protect you.’

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