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For Christian American readers of this blog:


I wish to incite all Christians to rise up and take back the United States of America with all of God's manifold blessings. We want the free allowance of the Bible and prayers allowed again in schools, halls of justice, and all governing bodies. We don't seek a theocracy until Jesus returns to earth because all men are weak and power corrupts the very best of them.
We want to be a kinder and gentler people without slavery or condescension to any.

The world seems to be in a time of discontent among the populace. Christians should not fear. God is Love, shown best through Jesus Christ. God is still in control. All Glory to our Creator and to our God!


A favorite quote from my good friend, Jack Plymale, which I appreciate:

"Wars are planned by old men,in council rooms apart. They plan for greater armament, they map the battle chart, but: where sightless eyes stare out, beyond life's vanished joys, I've noticed,somehow, all the dead and mamed are hardly more than boys(Grantland Rice per our mutual friend, Sarah Rapp)."

Thanks Jack!

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Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Little girl at the druddist ... Thx Clay V!



This has been around but it still is a great read.  Merry Christmas!
WE CAN EITHER WAIT FOR MIRACLES or BE ONE.



I'D LIKE THIS BACK IF IT APPLIES

A little girl went
to her bedroom and
pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet.


She poured the
change out on the floor and counted it
carefully. Three times, even. The
total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes.


Carefully placing
the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.

She waited patiently for
the pharmacist to give
her some attention, but he was too busy at this moment.
Tess twisted her feet to make a
scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!


'And what do you want?' the
pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone
of voice. I'm talking to my brother
from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages,'
he said without waiting for a reply to
his question.

'Well, I want to talk
to you about my brother,' Tess
answered back in the same annoyed tone.
'He's really, really sick....and I want to buy a miracle.'

'I beg your pardon?'
said the pharmacist.

'His name is Andrew and
he has something bad
growing inside his
head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?'

'We don't sell miracles
here, little girl.
I'm sorry but I
can't help you,' the pharmacist said, softening a little.


'Listen, I have the
money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs.'

The pharmacist's brother was
a well-dressed man. He stooped down
and asked the little girl, 'What kind of a miracle does your brother need?'

'I don't know,' Tess
replied with her eyes welling up I
just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money.'


'How much do you
have?' asked the man from Chicago.

'One dollar and
eleven cents,' Tess answered barely
audible.

'And it's all the money
I have, but I can get some more
if I need to.'

'Well, what a
coincidence,' smiled the man. 'A
dollar and eleven cents---the exact price of a miracle for little brothers.'

He took her money in one
hand and with
the other hand he grasped
her mitten and said 'Take me to where you live.
I want to see your brother and meet
your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle you need.'

That well-dressed man
was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon,
specializing in neuro-surgery.
The operation was completed free of charge and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well.

Mom and Dad were
happily talking about the chain of
events that had led them to this place.


'That surgery,' her Mom
whispered. 'was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?'

Tess smiled. She knew
exactly how much a miracle cost...one
dollar and eleven cents...plus the faith of a little child.


In our lives, we
never know how many miracles we will
need.

A miracle is not the
suspension of natural law, but the operation of a higher law.


I know you'll keep the ball moving!

Here it goes. Throw it back to
someone who means something to you!

A ball is a circle, no
beginning, no end. It keeps us together like our Circle of Friends. But the treasure inside for you to see is the treasure of friendship you've granted to me.

Today I pass the
friendship ball to you.

Pass it on
to someone who is a friend to you.

MY OATH TO YOU...

When you are sad...I will
dry your tears.

When you
are scared...I will comfort your fears.

When you are
worried...I will give you hope.

When you are confused...I
will help you cope.

And when you are lost...and
can't see the light, I
shall be your
beacon...shining ever so bright.

This is my oath...I
pledge till the end.

Why you may ask?...Because
you're my friend.


Signed:
                    GOD

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