----- Original Message -----
From: luis flores
Sent: Friday, February 05, 2010 5:00 PM
Subject: Muslim contribution to American heritage
Muslim contribution to American heritage
Barack Obama said, in his Cairo speech:
"I know, too that Islam has always been a part of America's story."
HERE IS AN AMERICAN CITIZEN'S RESPONSE IN AN OPEN LETTER TO THE PRESIDENT:
Dear Mr. Obama:
Were those Muslims that were in America when the Pilgrims first landed?
Funny, I thought they were Native American Indians.
Were those Muslims that celebrated the first Thanksgiving day? Sorry
again, those were Pilgrims and Native American Indians.
Can you show me one Muslim signature on the United States Constitution?
Declaration of Independence ? Bill of Rights? Didn't think so..
Did Muslims fight for this country's freedom from England ? No.
Did Muslims fight during the Civil War to free the slaves in America ?
No, they did not. In fact, Muslims to this day are still the largest
traffickers in human slavery. Your own 'half brother,' a devout Muslim,
still advocates slavery himself, even though Muslims of Arabic descent refer to
black Muslims as "pug nosed slaves." Says a lot of what the Muslim world
really thinks of your family's "rich Islamic heritage" doesn't it Mr. Obama?
Where were Muslims during the Civil Rights era of this country? Not
present. There are no pictures or media accounts of Muslims walking side by
side with Martin Luther King Jr. or helping to advance the cause of Civil
Rights.
Where were Muslims during this country's Woman's Suffrage era? Again,
not present. In fact, devout Muslims demand that women are subservient to
men in the Islamic culture. So much so that often they are beaten for not
wearing the 'hajib' or for talking to a man who is not a direct family
member or their husband. Yep, the Muslims are all for women's rights aren't
they?
Where were Muslims during World War II? They were aligned with Adolf
Hitler. The Muslim grand mufti himself met with Adolf Hitler, reviewed the
troops and accepted support from the Nazi's in killing Jews.
Finally, Mr. Obama, where were Muslims on Sept. 11th, 2001? If they
weren't flying planes into the World Trade Center , the Pentagon or a field
in Pennsylvania killing nearly 3,000 people on our own soil, they were
rejoicing in the middle east. No one can dispute the pictures shown from
all parts of the Muslim world celebrating on CNN, Fox News, MSNBC and other
cable news network's that day. Strangely, the very "moderate" Muslims who's asses
you bent over backwards to kiss in Cairo , Egypt on June 4th were stone
cold silent post 9-11. To many Americans, their silence has meant approval
for the acts of that day.
And THAT, Mr. Obama, is the "rich heritage" Muslims have here in America
And now we can add November 5, 2009-- the slaughter of American soldiers
at Fort Hood by a Muslim major who is a doctor and a psychiatrist who was
supposed to be counseling soldiers returning from battle in Iraq and
Afghanistan . That, Mr. Obama is the "Muslim heritage" in America .
Friday, February 5, 2010
Thanks Sarah Taylor- Where to meet for dinner
Subject: elderly dinner decision
Dinner Decisions
A group of 40 year old buddies discussed where they should meet for
dinner...
Finally it was agreed upon that they should meet at the Ocean View
restaurant because the waiters and waitresses there were very young and very
hot.
10 years later at 50 years of age, the group once again discussed where
they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at
the Ocean View restaurant because the food there was very good and the wine
selection was good also.
10 years later at 60 years of age, the group once again discussed where
they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at
the Ocean View restaurant because they could eat there in peace and quiet
and the restaurant had a beautiful view of the ocean.
10 years later, at 70 years of age, the group once again discussed where
they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at
the Ocean View restaurant because the restaurant was wheel chair accessible
and they even had an elevator.
10 years later, at 80 years of age, the group once again discussed where
they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at
the Ocean View restaurant because they had never been there before.
Dinner Decisions
A group of 40 year old buddies discussed where they should meet for
dinner...
Finally it was agreed upon that they should meet at the Ocean View
restaurant because the waiters and waitresses there were very young and very
hot.
10 years later at 50 years of age, the group once again discussed where
they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at
the Ocean View restaurant because the food there was very good and the wine
selection was good also.
10 years later at 60 years of age, the group once again discussed where
they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at
the Ocean View restaurant because they could eat there in peace and quiet
and the restaurant had a beautiful view of the ocean.
10 years later, at 70 years of age, the group once again discussed where
they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at
the Ocean View restaurant because the restaurant was wheel chair accessible
and they even had an elevator.
10 years later, at 80 years of age, the group once again discussed where
they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at
the Ocean View restaurant because they had never been there before.
A Penny- Pat Richards Whitehead forward
A PENNY
You always hear the usual stories of pennies on the sidewalk being good
luck, gifts from angels, etc. This is the first time I've ever heard this
twist on the story. Gives you something to think about.
Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to spend
the weekend at the home of her husband's employer.
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 wealthy live. Her 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 one
evening, the boss was walking 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 reached 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 casually mentioned that her daughter once had a coin
collection, and asked if the penny he had found had been of some 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. "Read what it says."
She read the words, " United States of America ."
"No, not that. Read further."
"One cent?"
"No, keep reading."
"In God we Trust?"
"Yes!"
"And?. . ."
"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 it by? When I see a
coin, I pray. I stop to see if my trust 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 if it were gold. I think it is God's way of
starting a conversation with me. Lucky for me, God is patient and pennies are
plentiful!"
When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk. I stopped
and picked it up, and realized that I had been worrying and fretting in my
mind about things I cannot change. I read the words, "In God We Trust," and
had to laugh. "Yes, God, I get the message!"
It seems that I have been finding an inordinate number of pennies in the
last few months, but then, pennies are plentiful! And, God is patient.
Thought for the Day:
If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.
If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.
He sends you flowers every spring.
He sends you a sunrise every morning.
Face it, friend - He is crazy about you!
Send this to every beautiful person you wish to bless.
God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun
without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears,
and light for the way.
Read this line very slowly and let it sink in.
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it
You always hear the usual stories of pennies on the sidewalk being good
luck, gifts from angels, etc. This is the first time I've ever heard this
twist on the story. Gives you something to think about.
Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to spend
the weekend at the home of her husband's employer.
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 wealthy live. Her 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 one
evening, the boss was walking 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 reached 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 casually mentioned that her daughter once had a coin
collection, and asked if the penny he had found had been of some 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. "Read what it says."
She read the words, " United States of America ."
"No, not that. Read further."
"One cent?"
"No, keep reading."
"In God we Trust?"
"Yes!"
"And?. . ."
"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 it by? When I see a
coin, I pray. I stop to see if my trust 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 if it were gold. I think it is God's way of
starting a conversation with me. Lucky for me, God is patient and pennies are
plentiful!"
When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk. I stopped
and picked it up, and realized that I had been worrying and fretting in my
mind about things I cannot change. I read the words, "In God We Trust," and
had to laugh. "Yes, God, I get the message!"
It seems that I have been finding an inordinate number of pennies in the
last few months, but then, pennies are plentiful! And, God is patient.
Thought for the Day:
If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.
If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.
He sends you flowers every spring.
He sends you a sunrise every morning.
Face it, friend - He is crazy about you!
Send this to every beautiful person you wish to bless.
God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun
without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears,
and light for the way.
Read this line very slowly and let it sink in.
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it
Thanks Sarah Taylor!
Sarah and Myron Taylor live in Los Angeles, Ca where he ministered to the Christian Church adjacent to the UCLA campus until his retirement a few years ago. Myron was minister at Portsmouth's Central Church of Christ at Robinson and Grandview for a few years and he is truly an excellent minister who always delivered well researched sermons. He now has a few fine books published from his experiences. Sarah is an excellent preacher's wife and a good friend to Jeanie and me.
Sam
----- Original Message -----
From: Sarah Taylor
To: skegley@columbus.rr.com
Sent: Friday, February 05, 2010 12:24 AM
Subject: Fw: I love this one!!!!!
Sent: Sunday, January 31, 2010 11:02 AM
Subject: I love this one!!!!!
Did Anyone Ever Tell You How You Make Others Feel.
Did Anyone Ever Tell You that Many Times When They were Sad Your E-mail made Them Smile a bit In Fact It made Them Glad. Somebody out here is Smiling.
For the Time You Spend Sending Things
And Sharing whatever You Find There are No Words to Thank You . But Somebody, Thinks You're Fine. Did Anyone Ever Tell You
Well, My Dearest Friend Today I am Telling You.
I believe that without a friend you are missing out on a lot!!!
Have a nice day, and I'm glad we are friends!!!
THIS IS A HAND OF FRIENDSHIP
PASS IT TO YOUR OTHER FRIENDS !!
The Wave ----- keep it going
Just wanted to say Hi,
AND HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY
Sam
----- Original Message -----
From: Sarah Taylor
To: skegley@columbus.rr.com
Sent: Friday, February 05, 2010 12:24 AM
Subject: Fw: I love this one!!!!!
Sent: Sunday, January 31, 2010 11:02 AM
Subject: I love this one!!!!!
Did Anyone Ever Tell You How You Make Others Feel.
Did Anyone Ever Tell You that Many Times When They were Sad Your E-mail made Them Smile a bit In Fact It made Them Glad. Somebody out here is Smiling.
For the Time You Spend Sending Things
And Sharing whatever You Find There are No Words to Thank You . But Somebody, Thinks You're Fine. Did Anyone Ever Tell You
Well, My Dearest Friend Today I am Telling You.
I believe that without a friend you are missing out on a lot!!!
Have a nice day, and I'm glad we are friends!!!
THIS IS A HAND OF FRIENDSHIP
PASS IT TO YOUR OTHER FRIENDS !!
The Wave ----- keep it going
Just wanted to say Hi,
AND HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY
Thanks for a good joke, Jo Hensley!
Ha Ha! Thanks Jo Hensley!
----- Original Message -----
From: Joann Hensley
To: Jo Hensley
Sent: Thursday, February 04, 2010 11:02 PM
Subject: A GOOD One
Ha!
Olie's car was hit by a truck in an accident. In court, the trucking company's lawyer was questioning Olie.
'Didn't you say, sir, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine?' asked the lawyer.
Olie responded, 'Vell, I'll tell you vat happened. I had yust loaded my favorite mule, Bessie, into da....'
'I didn't ask for any details', the lawyer interrupted. 'Just answer the question. Did you not say, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine'?
Olie said, 'Vell, I had yust got Bessie into da trailer and I vas driving down da road...
The lawyer interrupted again and said, 'Judge, I am trying to establish the fact that, at the scene of the accident, this man told the Highway Patrolman on the scene that he was just fine. Now several weeks after the accident he is trying to sue my client. I believe he is a fraud. Please tell him to simply answer the question.'
By this time, the Judge was fairly interested in Olie's answer and said to the lawyer, 'I'd like to hear what he has to say about his favorite mule, Bessie'.
Olie thanked the Judge and proceeded. 'Vell, as I vas saying, I had yust loaded Bessie, my favorite mule, into da trailer and vas driving her down da highvay ven dis huge semi-truck and trailer ran da stop sign and smacked my truck right in da side. I vas trown into one ditch and Bessie vas trown into da other. I vas hurting real bad and didn't vant to move. However, I could hear Bessie moaning and groaning. I knew she was in terrible shape yust by her groans'. 'Shortly after da accident da Highway Patrolman, he came to da scene.. He could hear Bessie moaning and groaning so he vent over to her'..
'After he looked at her and saw her fatal condition he took out his gun and shot her right 'tween da eyes.
Den da Patrolman, he came across da road, gun still smoking, looked at me and said, 'How are you feeling?'
'Now vat da hell vould YOU say?
----- Original Message -----
From: Joann Hensley
To: Jo Hensley
Sent: Thursday, February 04, 2010 11:02 PM
Subject: A GOOD One
Ha!
Olie's car was hit by a truck in an accident. In court, the trucking company's lawyer was questioning Olie.
'Didn't you say, sir, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine?' asked the lawyer.
Olie responded, 'Vell, I'll tell you vat happened. I had yust loaded my favorite mule, Bessie, into da....'
'I didn't ask for any details', the lawyer interrupted. 'Just answer the question. Did you not say, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine'?
Olie said, 'Vell, I had yust got Bessie into da trailer and I vas driving down da road...
The lawyer interrupted again and said, 'Judge, I am trying to establish the fact that, at the scene of the accident, this man told the Highway Patrolman on the scene that he was just fine. Now several weeks after the accident he is trying to sue my client. I believe he is a fraud. Please tell him to simply answer the question.'
By this time, the Judge was fairly interested in Olie's answer and said to the lawyer, 'I'd like to hear what he has to say about his favorite mule, Bessie'.
Olie thanked the Judge and proceeded. 'Vell, as I vas saying, I had yust loaded Bessie, my favorite mule, into da trailer and vas driving her down da highvay ven dis huge semi-truck and trailer ran da stop sign and smacked my truck right in da side. I vas trown into one ditch and Bessie vas trown into da other. I vas hurting real bad and didn't vant to move. However, I could hear Bessie moaning and groaning. I knew she was in terrible shape yust by her groans'. 'Shortly after da accident da Highway Patrolman, he came to da scene.. He could hear Bessie moaning and groaning so he vent over to her'..
'After he looked at her and saw her fatal condition he took out his gun and shot her right 'tween da eyes.
Den da Patrolman, he came across da road, gun still smoking, looked at me and said, 'How are you feeling?'
'Now vat da hell vould YOU say?
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