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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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Showing posts with label Special. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Special. Show all posts

Friday, June 5, 2015

Notice something special every day at any time ... Thx Paul C!

We all need to give this time to sink in. Excellent insight on how to live our lives and make the best of the time we have remaining.
                                          
Lisa Beamer on Good Morning America - If you remember, she's the wife of Todd Beamer who said 'Let's Roll!' and helped take down the plane over Pennsylvania that was heading for Washington, DC back on 9/11.
 
She said it's the little things that she misses most about
Todd, such as hearing the garage door open as he came
Home, and her children running to meet him.
 
Lisa recalled this story: "I had a very special teacher in
high school many years ago whose husband
died suddenly of a heart attack. About a week after his death, she shared some of her insight with a classroom of students. As the late afternoon sunlight came streaming in through the classroom windows and the class
was nearly over, she moved a few things aside on the edge of her desk and sat down there.
 
With a gentle look of reflection on her face, she paused
and said, 'Class is over, I would like to share with all of you, a thought that is unrelated to class, but which I feel is very important. Each of us is put here on earth to learn, share, love, appreciate and give of ourselves. None of us knows when this fantastic experience will end.
It can be taken away at any moment.
 
Perhaps this is God's way of telling us that we must make
the most out of every single day. Her eyes, beginning to
water, she went on, 'So I would like you all to make me
a promise. From now on, on your way to school, or on
your way home, find something beautiful to notice.
 
It doesn't have to be something you see, it could be a
scent, perhaps of freshly baked bread wafting out of
someone's house, or it could be the sound of the breeze
slightly rustling the leaves in the trees, or the way the
morning light catches one autumn leaf as it falls gently
to the ground. Please look for these things, and cherish
them. For, although it may sound trite to some, these
things are the "stuff" of life. The little things we are put
here on earth to enjoy. The things we often take for
granted.
 
The class was completely quiet. We all picked up our
books and filed out of the room silently. That afternoon,
I noticed more things on my way home from school than
I had that whole semester. Every once in a while, I think
of that teacher and remember what an impression she
made on all of us, and I try to appreciate all of those
things that sometimes we all overlook.
 
Take notice of something special you see on your lunch
hour today. Go barefoot. Or walk on the beach at sunset.
Stop off on the way home tonight to get a double dip ice
cream cone. For as we get older, it is not the things we
did that we often regret, but the things we didn't do.
 
If you like this, please pass it on to a friend,
If not just delete it and go on with your life!
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,
but by the moments that take our breath away."
 
HAVE A GREAT DAY!
 
GOD Bless you every day of your life.
 
The nicest place to be is in someone's thoughts,
 
The safest place to be is in someone's prayers,
 
and the very best place to be is....
 
In the hands of God.
 
 

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Life's Special Moments ... thanks Judi !


This is exceptional, Judi!



----- Original Message ----- -
The
Cab Ride

I arrived at the address and honked the horn.
after waiting a few minutes
I walked to the
door and knocked.. 'Just a minute', answered a
frail, elderly voice. I could hear something
being dragged across the floor.


After
a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in
her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a
print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned
on it, like somebody out of a 1940's
movie.


By her side was a small nylon
suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had
lived in it for years. All the furniture was
covered with sheets.


There were no
clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils
on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard
box filled with photos and
glassware..


'Would you carry my bag
out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase
to the cab, then returned to assist the
woman.


She took my arm and we walked
slowly toward the curb.


She kept
thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I
told her.. 'I just try to treat my passengers
the way I would want my mother to be
treated.'


'Oh, you're such a good
boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave
me an address and then asked, 'Could you drive
through downtown?'


'It's not the
shortest way,' I answered
quickly..


'Oh, I don't mind,' she
said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a
hospice.


I looked in the rear-view
mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have
any family left,' she continued in a soft
voice.. 'The doctor says I don't have very
long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the
meter.


'What route would you like me
to take?' I asked.


For the next two
hours, we drove through the city. She showed me
the building where she had once worked as an
elevator operator.


We drove through the
neighborhood where she and her husband had lived
when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in
front of a furniture warehouse that had once
been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a
girl.


Sometimes she'd ask me to slow
in front of a particular building or corner and
would sit staring into the darkness, saying
nothing.


As the first hint of sun was
creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm
tired. Let's go now'.


We drove in
silence to the address she had given me. It was
a low building, like a small convalescent home,
with a driveway that passed under a
portico.


Two orderlies came out to
the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were
solicitous and intent, watching her every move.
They must have been expecting her.


I
opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to
the door. The woman was already seated in a
wheelchair.


'How much do I owe you?'
She asked, reaching into her
purse.


'Nothing,' I
said


'You have to make a living,' she
answered.


'There are other
passengers,' I responded.


Almost
without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She
held onto me tightly.


'You gave an
old woman a little moment of joy,' she
said
'Thank you.'


I squeezed her
hand, and then walked into the dim morning
light.. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound
of the closing of a life..


I didn't
pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove
aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that
day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had
gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient
to end his shift?
What
if I had refused to take the run, or had honked
once, then driven away?


On a quick
review, I don't think that I have done anything
more important in my life.


We're
conditioned to think that our lives revolve
around great moments.


But great
moments often catch us unaware-beautifully
wrapped in what others may consider a small
one.


PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY
WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID ~BUT~THEY WILL
ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM
FEEL


You won't get any big surprise
in 10 days if you send this to ten people. But,
you might help make the world a little kinder
and more compassionate by sending.
it on and
reminding us that often it is the random acts of
kindness that most benefit all of
us.


Thank you, my
friend...


Life
may not be the party we hoped for, but while we
are here we might as well dance.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Thanks for a wonderful recycle, Nita! Special ea day!



Sent: Saturday, January 7, 2012 8:44 AM
Subject: Fw: [SPAM]Fwd: Fw: I WANT THIS BACK - YOU WILL SEE WHY





Faith is not believing that God can -- it is knowing that He will......
A friend of mine opened his wife's underwear drawer and picked up a silk paper wrapped package:
'This, - he said - isn't any ordinary package.'
He unwrapped the box and stared at both the silk paper and the box.
'She got this the first time we went to New York , 8 or 9 years ago. She has never put it on , was saving it for a special occasion.
Well, I guess this is it.
He got near the bed and placed the gift box next to the other clothing he was taking to the funeral house, his wife had just died.
He turned to me and said: 'Never save something for a special occasion.
Every day in your life is a special occasion'.
I still think those words changed my life.
Now I read more and clean less.
I sit on the porch without worrying about anything.
I spend more time with my family, and less at work.
I understood that life should be a source of experience to be lived up to, not survived through.
I no longer keep anything.
I use crystal glasses every day...
I'll wear new clothes to go to the supermarket, if I feel like it.
I don't save my special perfume for special occasions, I use it whenever I want to.
T he words 'Someday....' and ' One Day...' are fading away from my dictionary. If it's worth seeing, listening or doing, I want to see, listen or do it now....
I don't know what my friend's wife would have done if she knew she wouldn't be there the next morning, this nobody can tell..
I think she might have called her relatives and closest friends. She might call old friends to make peace over past quarrels.
I'd like to think she would go out for Chinese, her favorite
food.
It's these small things that I would regret not doing, if I knew my time had come.
Each day, each hour, each minute, is special.
Live for today, for tomorrow is promised to no-one..
If you got this, it's because someone cares for you and because, probably, there's someone you care about.
If you're too busy to send this out to other people and you say to yourself that you will send it 'One of these days' , remember that 'One day' is far away... or might never come.....
No matter if you're superstitious or not, spend some time reading it. It holds useful messages
for the soul.
Don't keep this message
This Tantra must leave your hands within 96 hours.
Send copies and watch what goes on in the next four days.
You'll have a pleasant surprise. This is true, even if you're not superstitious.
Now, here's the fun of it: Send this message to at
least 5 people and your life will improve
Plus I hope you will send this back to me…



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