Saturday, June 12, 2010

Boys and girls

Boys and girls are not born the same. Now that's not exactly a great revelation, but here are some cute comments about the differences; for your amusement.

You throw a little girl a ball, and it will hit her in the nose. You throw a little boy a ball, and he will try to catch it.

You dress your little girl in her Easter Sunday best, and she'll look just as pretty when you finally make it to church an hour later. You dress a boy in his Easter Sunday best, and he'll somehow find every mud puddle from your home to the church, even if you're driving there.

Boys' rooms are usually messy. Girls' rooms are usually messy, except it's a good smelling mess.

A baby girl will pick up a stick and look in wonderment at what nature has made. A baby boy will pick up a stick and turn it into a tool.

When girls play with Barbie and Ken dolls, they like to dress them up and play house with them. When boys play with Barbie and Ken dolls, they like to tear off their appendages.

Boys couldn't care less if their hair is unruly. If their bangs got cut a quarter-inch too short, girls would rather lock themselves in their room for two weeks than be seen in public.

Baby girls find mommy's makeup and almost instinctively start painting their face. Baby boys find mommy's makeup and almost instinctively start painting the walls.

If a girl accidently burps, she will be embarrassed. If a boy accidently burps, he will follow it with a dozen fake belches.

Boys grow their fingernails long because they're too lazy to cut them. Girls grow their fingernails long - not because they look nice - but because they can dig them into a boy's arm.

By the age of 6, boys will stop giving their dad kisses. By the age of 6, girls will stop giving their dad kisses unless he bribes them with candy.

Most baby girls talk before boys do. Before boys talk, they learn how to make machine-gun noises.

Girls will cry if someone dies in a movie. Boys will cry if you turn off the VCR after they've watched a "Pokemon" movie three times in a row.

Girls turn into women. Boys turn into bigger boys.

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Paths for Inner Peace

Here are ten stimulating questions for you, as you move forward on your personal path of life.

Wanting: Do you constantly "hunger" for something more in your life? Hmmmm....is it time you started to imbibe in the fruits of your life?

Waiting: Are the week "ends" the bright spots of your life? Let's work on making every day 'feel' and 'be' a bright moment in your being, and a constant beginning full of joyful expressions.

Enjoying now: Are you constantly looking toward what is/will be in the future? Perhaps you already have what you want or need.....have you looked lately? Now is pretty wonderful and the only place that you can BE. Listen to what you already know.

Remembering: Do you know, beneath the layers of the everyday 'doing' in life, that you are capable of much, much, more? Remember your dreams as a child or a young adult? They are as real today as they were then. You've simply forgotten. Be a witness to your remembering.....

Expressing: Are you afraid to look beyond what you have created your life to be now? What a joy to know that you can choose to be more fully expressed.

Choosing: Do things seem to be going well, but you're still not happy? Can't figure out what's missing? Perhaps there is nothing missing.....it's only what you are choosing to express that is off. Why not come out to play?

Being good: Are you still being the good little girl or boy and doing what you "should" in life. Goodness.....living up to other peoples standards is difficult. Why not take your power back and consciously create your Own?

Soul's work: Do you constantly thirst for more knowledge and greater understanding? It may be your soul stimulating you to 'remember'.

Perception: Do you understand that you created your life to be exactly what it is right now? By the way you believe. Your beliefs shape your perception of reality. Is your cup half full....or half empty?

Choose: Are you at conscious "choice" in everything in your life? Or do you feel trapped by circumstances? Remember, you can CHOOSE anything. The only obstacle may be your fear of the consequences. You ARE free. Free to choose.

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Friday, June 11, 2010

Bad day

Oh, I’m having a bad day
When asked, I don’t know what to say.
My spirits damp like a rain in May
I need help but can’t seem to pray.

I find a spot to sit and mope
Been so stupid, feel like a dope
Spirits so low, I’ve lost my hope
I’d hang myself but can’t find a rope.

My mind wanders all over the place
Was I meant for this human race?
Bones weary, can’t stand the pace
Tomorrow’s a day I don’t want to face.

Why Lord, does this happen to me?
No joy in my life that I can see.
In frustration I kneel on bended knee
I beg you Lord set my spirit free.

Through the fog I hear a voice,
“remember son, you have a choice
I gave you life for to rejoice
Not to play with like Satan’s dice.”

Not a game of chance, no casual bet
One go around is all you get.
No matter how bad or how you fret
Have they crucified you yet?

Oh my Lord, I see so clear
My mind so fogged , all that fear
Blind to the fact that You are near
That in my heart only You can peer.

My soul rejoices in pure relief
As Your love removes all grief .
“Devil “ I say “be gone you thief.”
I’ll start anew with Christ’s belief.


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Sacrifice

For many years in the marketplace of Rotterdam, Holland, stood an old corner house known as "the house of a thousand terrors."  In the sixteenth century King Philip II of Spain ruled over Holland.  In his hatred of the Dutch, he tortured, maimed, imprisoned, and exiled thousands.  When the people rose up in defiance, he sent a Spanish army under the Duke of Alva to put down the rebellion.

The city of Rotterdam held out valiantly for some while, then finally fell before the Spanish army.  The victors went from house to house, ferreting out the citizens, then slaying them wholesale in their houses.  In one house a group of men, women, and children huddled together, a thousand terrors gripping their hearts as the Spanish soldiers approached.

Suddenly a young man had an idea.  Taking a young goat belonging to the premises, he killed it, then with a broom swept its blood under the door of the house.  Then they waited breathlessly, as footsteps approached.  Soon the Spaniards were battering at the door.  Then they heard one of them say. "Look at the blood running under the door.  Come away, men, the work here is already done!"

A little later the army withdrew, allowing a band of thankful people to emerge, safe and sound.  They lived because a goat had died.

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Sacrifice

For many years in the marketplace of Rotterdam, Holland, stood an old corner house known as "the house of a thousand terrors."  In the sixteenth century King Philip II of Spain ruled over Holland.  In his hatred of the Dutch, he tortured, maimed, imprisoned, and exiled thousands.  When the people rose up in defiance, he sent a Spanish army under the Duke of Alva to put down the rebellion.

The city of Rotterdam held out valiantly for some while, then finally fell before the Spanish army.  The victors went from house to house, ferreting out the citizens, then slaying them wholesale in their houses.  In one house a group of men, women, and children huddled together, a thousand terrors gripping their hearts as the Spanish soldiers approached.

Suddenly a young man had an idea.  Taking a young goat belonging to the premises, he killed it, then with a broom swept its blood under the door of the house.  Then they waited breathlessly, as footsteps approached.  Soon the Spaniards were battering at the door.  Then they heard one of them say. "Look at the blood running under the door.  Come away, men, the work here is already done!"

A little later the army withdrew, allowing a band of thankful people to emerge, safe and sound.  They lived because a goat had died.

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Thursday, June 10, 2010

Purpose in life

An executive hirer, a 'head-hunter' who goes out and hires corporation executives for other firms, once shared this with his friend, "When I get an executive that I'm trying to hire for someone else, I like to disarm him. I offer him a drink, take my coat off, then my vest, undo my tie, throw up my feet and talk about baseball, football, family, whatever, until he's all relaxed. Then, when I think I've got him relaxed, I lean over, look him square in the eye and say "What's your purpose in life" It's amazing how top executives fall apart at that question.
  
"Well, I was interviewing this fellow the other day had him all disarmed, with my feet up on his desk, talking about football. Then I leaned up and said, 'What's your purpose in life, Bob?' And he said, without blinking an eye, 'To go to heaven and take as many people with me as I can.' For the first time in my career I was speechless."

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Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Shocking news

Robert Smith was taking his afternoon walk as part of his therapy in recovering from a massive heart attack, the phone rang and his wife Delores answered. The call was from the Reader's Digest Association Sweepstakes in New York. They were calling to inform the Smith family that Robert had just won $1,500,000 and that in a few days the certified check would be arriving. Delores was absolutely ecstatic. Now all those dreams would come true!
  
But then she remembered, her husband was just getting over his massive heart attack and the doctor had said no excitement over anything. Delores was afraid that if she told him they had just won such a large sum, he would have another heart attack and die. What should she do? After some thought, she decided to call their pastor and ask his advice because he had had some experience in breaking difficult news to families.

Delores dialed, "Hello, Pastor Baldwin... this is Delores Smith."
  
The pastor replied, "Hi, Delores. How are you? And how is Bob?"

"I'm fine, thank you. And so is Bob. He's recovering nicely. But, I've got a problem and I need your advice."

"Sure, if I can help, I'll be glad to," the pastor replied.

"Well, Pastor, I just got a call from The Reader's Digest Sweepstakes informing me that Bob has just won $1,500,000!"

"That's great!" said the pastor, "But what's the problem?"

"Well, I'm afraid that if I tell Bob, he'll get so excited that he will have another heart attack and drop dead. Can you help me?"

"Well, Delores, I think I can. Hold on, I'll be right over."

So in about an hour, Bob is now back from his walk and he and Delores and Pastor Baldwin are in the den having a nice chat.

The pastor leans toward Bob and says, "Bob, I've got a problem and need your advice."

"Sure, Pastor, if I can help, I'll be glad to," Bob said.

The pastor takes a deep breath and goes on, "It's a theoretical situation regarding Christian stewardship. What would a person -take you for instance - do if all of a sudden you found out you had won $1,500,000? What would you do with all that money?"

"That's easy," Bill replied, "I'd start by giving $750,000 to the church."

Suddenly, Pastor Baldwin had a heart attack and dropped dead!

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Young man

A young fella rushed into a service station and asked the manager if he had a pay phone. The manager nodded, "Sure, over there." The boy pushed in a couple of coins, dialed, and waited for an answer. Finally, someone came on the line. "Uh, sir," he said in a deep voice, "could you use an honest, hardworking young man to work for you?" The station manager couldn't help overhearing the question. After a moment or two the boy said, "Oh, you already have an honest, hardworking young man? Well, okay. Thanks just the same."
  
With a broad smile stretched across his face, he hung up the phone and started back to his car, humming and obviously elated. "Hey, just a minute!" the station manager called after him. "I couldn't help but hear your conversation. Why are you so happy? I thought the guy said he already had somebody and didn't need you?" The young man smiled. "Well, you see, I am the honest, hardworking young man. I was just checking up on my job!"

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Feel sorry

Apologize to Dad on Father’s Day – Father’s Day also brings with it the wonderful opportunity to apologize for all our rude and insensitive behavior.

We as children often take the love and affection of our parents for granted and treat them with outright contempt. We need to apologize. We must feel great to have the presence of loving father in our lives and do not disrespect the blessing of God on us.

On Father’s Day we must says “Sorry” to our Dad and seek their forgiveness for our wrong behavior.

Happy Fathers Day.

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Say Thanks


Say Thanks to Dad on Father’s Day – Children blessed with a loving father should consider themselves fortunate. They have someone to take care of their needs and interests; someone to stop them when they are diverting to a wrong path and guide them on a road to success and virtue.

For many of us fathers have always been there to solve our innumerous mathematics and science problems and explain the same formula hundredth time or better still until it is understood by us. Fathers would never ever give a smallest of hint to let us know how hard they work to take care of our needs and fulfill even the most whimsical of demands.

For all their adorable scolding and affectionate punishments we all owe a big thanks to our Dads.

Happy Fathers Day.

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Fine


Once, when Mr. LaGuardia, the famous ex-mayor of New York, was presiding at a police court, they brought a trembling old man before him, charged with stealing a loaf of bread.

He said his family was starving. "Well, I've got to punish you," said Mr. LaGuardia. "The law makes no exception, and I can do nothing but sentence you to a fine of ten dollars."

Then he added, after reaching into his pocket, "and here's the ten dollars to pay your fine. Now I remit the fine."

Then, tossing the ten-dollar bill into his famous outsize hat, he said, "Furthermore, I'm going to fine everybody in this courtroom fifty cents, for living in a town where a man has to steal bread in order to eat. Mr. Bailiff, collect the fines, and give them to this defendant."

The hat was passed, and an incredulous old man, with a light of Heaven in his eyes, left the courtroom with forty-seven dollars and fifty cents.

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Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Fixing the problem

A South American company purchased a fine printing press from a firm in the United States. After it had been shipped and completely assembled, the workmen could not get it to operate properly. The most knowledgeable personnel tried to adjust it, but to no avail.

The company finally sent a wire to the manufacturer, asking for a representative to come and fix it. Sensing the urgency of the request, the U. S. firm sent the designer of the press. When he arrived on the scene, the company officials were skeptical because he was young.

After discussing the situation, they sent this cable to the manufacturer: "Your man is too young. Send a more experienced person."

The reply came back, "He made the machine. Let him fix it."

We are in a similar situation. Only our creator can fix us.

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Firsthand knowledge

It is over four hundred years since brave Columbus sailed the wide, treacherous Atlantic and discovered the new world - America. Before this there was a belief through much of Europe that there was another land "somewhere." There was much talk and many theories but no facts. After much discouragement Columbus set sail upon the unknown, untried seas. His men were discouraged and secretly determined to throw him overboard if he did not return. But he had just one word, "Sail on, sail on, sail on."

Finally the coveted land was reached. They were profoundly happy and gave thanks to God. When he returned, after having actually seen the wonderful land, slept upon its shores, and eaten its fruits, his words were not as those of other men. They could theorize and speculate as to its existence or its nonexistence, but it was different with Columbus. He spoke with authority. Men gathered around him to listen.

So it is with the real Christian and with those who have entered the Canaan of perfect love. They have firsthand knowledge.

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About Fathers

Fathers are the biggest source of strength for a child. The innocent eyes of a child perceive father as the all-powerful, most knowledge, truly affectionate and the most important person in the family.

For daughters, fathers are the first men they adore and fall in love with. While for sons their fathers are the strongest person they know and someone they aspire to emulate.

Even for the grownups fathers are someone whom they look up to for the most experienced and honest advice that is always in the best of our interest.

For this great figure in our life that we know as father – it becomes our utmost duty to pay our humblest tribute on the occasion of Father’s Day.

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Biblical Tribute to Father

“Honor your father and mother.” This is the first of the Ten Commandments that ends with a promise.

And this is the promise: If you honor your father and mother, “you will live a long life, full of blessing.”

And now a word to you fathers. Don’t make your children angry by the way you treat them. Rather, bring them up with the discipline and instruction approved by the Lord - Ephesians 6:2-4.

Happy Fathers day.


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Monday, June 7, 2010

Fast learning


Sam saw an advertisement for a Driving School that claimed it could teach anyone to drive a car in ten minutes.

He phoned the school and asked, "How can you possibly teach anyone to drive in only ten minutes?"

The Driving School receptionist replied, "Of course, it's a crash course."

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350 Horsepower


When shopping for a vehicle, the salesperson explains to you about the horsepower of that vehicle.  Here is a poor horse who is searching for such a truth.  

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Friendship - not a product

To be a true friend means being there not when it is convenient to you but being there for your friend. To be a friend means that you are willing to give yourself not only through the good times, but also during the bad times. There is a Turkish proverb that says this so well: "A wise man remembers his friends at all times; a fool, only when he has need of them."

To be a friend means encourage strengths in others and accepting their weaknesses; in other words, accepting them for who they are. A friend encourages us when we doubt ourselves. They can sometimes see what we can not. Ralph Waldo Emerson said, "A true friend is somebody who can make us do what we can."

In the end, to be a friend means giving freely and not expecting anything in return. William Arthur Ward sums it up the best with his wisdom in the following quote:

"A true friend knows your weaknesses but shows you your strengths;
feels your fears but fortifies your faith;
sees your anxieties but frees your spirit;
recognizes your disabilities but emphasizes your possibilities."

Food for thought: Do you live upto your own definition with your friends?


Credits: Catherine Pulsifer

Slow me down, Lord

Slow me down,Lord!
Ease the pounding of my heart
By the quieting of my mind.
Steady my harried pace
With a vision of the eternal reach of time.
Give me, admidst the confusions of my day,
The calmness of the everlasting hills.

Break the tensions of my nerves
With the soothing music of the sighing streams
That live in my memory.
Help me to know
The magical restoring power of sleep.

Teach me the art
Of taking minute vacations of slowing down to look at a flower;
To chat with an old friend or to make a new one;
To pat a stray dog,
To watch a spider build a web;
To smile at a child;
Or to read a few lines from a good book.

Remind me each day
That the race is not always to the swift;
That there is more to life than increasing its speed.
Let me look upward
Into the branches of the towering oak
And know that it grew slowly and well.

Slow me down, Lord,
And inspire me to send my roots deep
Into the soil of life's enduring values
That I may grow toward the stars
Of my great destiny.


Credits: Wilferd A. Peterson

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Sacrifice flower

A mother, who was a native American, taught her kid all kinds of wonderful ways to pray when she was a child. A very special one was the Sacrifice Flower prayer, which she adapted from the heritage of her people, the Seneca Iroquois.

She taught her to say this prayer when she was feeling low or had a burden she wanted to lifted. Later, she learned to use it for happy occasions and when she had a special request she wanted to make of God.

Like all mothers, she could always tell when something was bothering her. She'd say to her, "All right, daugher, I think it's time you went outside and find yourself a Sacrifice Flower. It's time you get your burden lifted from your heart and give it to God.

So, she'd go looking for a flower. Sometimes Mother would go out with her to help her with her flower or talk about what was bothering her. Sometimes, too, she had something weighing on her heart and she would find a Sacrifice Flower of her own.

The flower was supposed to be special, one that meant a lot to her. As a girl, she picked dandelions, hollyhocks, and daises. So, she usually picked one of them. In addition, Mother said she was to be very careful with the flower because it had been selected for a holy purpose. She lovingly cupped it in her hands so nothing would happen to it.

When she got home, she did as her mother instructed and told the flower what burden she wanted lifted and taken to God. How was the flower to do this? Remember, this was a Sacrifice Flower, one that was going to die. The idea was that as life went out of the flower, it would carry her prayer to God.

That meant, of course, the flower was not to be placed in water. She had a shelf in her room that she liked to use for her Sacrifice Flower because it was sort of private and yet she could see it as she went in and out.

Everytime she saw the flower, she could see it giving its life for her and she could imagine her prayer being carried to the Lord. That was true even when she was elsewhere and was just thinking about the flower. Either way, she had a strong sense her prayer was being heard. She and her flower were in union.

Sometimes it took a few days, sometimes a couple of weeks. When the flower finally died, she would take it outside, say goodbye to it, and thank it for giving its life for her and for delivering her prayer. Then she would bury it so it would have a chance at a new life, and she always hoped it would come back as an even nicer flower.

In this simple, graphic way her mother taught her how uplifting prayer can be. And, in the process, she taught her about life, too - how basic both dying and rising are to living and how important it is that we become Sacrifice Flowers for each other.

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Today

Today is Sunday,
Sunday is a day of rest.
It's a day we go to church.
It's a day we give thanks to God
for the many blessings He bestows upon us.

We thank Him for the sunshine.
We thank Him for the rain
that falls upon the ripening grain.
For the air we breathe in
and for so many other things.
This world is a happy place.
If we know how to thank our Lord.
And if we have a problem
we bring it to the Lord.

He's always there for us.
Each hour, each minute of the day.
We are blessed by His presence.
Do enjoy the special feeling.
whenever we are praying.
His grace is all sufficient
for both the young and old.


Happy Sunday!!

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