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I am sending this to you to see how many actually read their comments.Your response will be interesting. Pay attention to what you read. After you have finished reading it, you will know the reason it was sent to you. Here goes:
People come into your life for a REASON, a SEASON or a LIFETIME. When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.
When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.
What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled,
their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.
Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come
to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real. But only for a season .
LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.
Thank you for being a part of my life, whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime.
Send this to every friend that you have on-line, including the person who sent it to you.
If you get:
0 Replies - you may need to work on your "people skills"
2 Replies - you are nice but probably need to be more outgoing
4 Replies - you have picked your friends well
6 Replies - you are downright popular
8 Replies or More - you are totally awesome (and that's probably why
you're on MY list ..Have a blessed weekend my friend
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Sunday April 15, 2007 - 04:29am (EDT) Permanent Link | 0 Comments
CLAY BALL
>A man was exploring caves by the seashore In one of the caves he found
a
>canvas bag with a bunch of hardened clay balls. It was like someone
had
>rolled clay balls and left them out in the sun to bake.
> They didn't look like much, but they intrigued the man, so he took
the bag
> out of the cave with him. As he strolled along the beach, he would
throw
> the clay balls one at a time out into the ocean as far as he could.
> He thought little about it, until he dropped one of the clay balls
and it
> cracked open on a rock. Inside was a beautiful, precious stone!
Excited,
> the man started breaking open the remaining clay balls. Each
contained a
> similar treasure. He found thousands of dollars worth of jewels in
the 20
> or so clay balls he had left. Then it struck him.
> He had been on the beach a long time. He had thrown maybe 50 or 60 of
the
> clay balls with their hidden treasure into the ocean waves. Instead
of
> thousands of dollars in treasure, he could have taken home tens of
> thousands, but he had just thrown it away!
> It's like that with people. We look at someone, maybe even ourselves,
and
> we see the external clay vessel. It doesn't look like much from the
> outside. It isn't always beautiful or sparkling, so we discount it.
We see
> that person as less important than someone more beautiful or stylish
or
> well known or wealthy. But we have not taken the time to find the
treasure
> hidden inside that person.
> There is a treasure in each one of us. May we not come to the end of
our
> lives and find out that we have thrown away a fortune in friendships
> because the gems were hidden in bits of clay.
> I am so blessed by the gems of friendship I have with each of you.
Thank
> you for looking beyond my clay exterior.
>
> Pass this on to another CLAY BALL
>
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NBC POLL
I'll bet this was a surprise to NBC. ?
NBC POLL
Do you believe in God?
NBC this morning had a poll on this question. They had the highest
Number of responses that they have ever had for one of their polls, and the
Percentage was the same as this:
86% to keep the words, IN God We Trust and God in the Pledge of Allegiance
14% against.
That is a pretty 'commanding' public response.
I was asked to send this on if I agreed or delete if I didn't.
Now it is your turn ... It is said that 86% of Americans believe in God.
Therefore, I have a very hard time understanding why there is such
A mess about having "In God We Trust" on our money and having
God in the Pledge of Allegiance.
Why is the world catering to this 14%?
AMEN!
If you agree, pass this on, if not, simply delete.
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Sunday April 15, 2007 - 04:24am (EDT) Permanent Link | 0 Comments
someone needs to know that God loves them, and you love them too
Some years ago, on a hot summer day in south Florida, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole that was behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went.
He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.
In the house, his mother was looking out the window. She saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, she ran toward the water, yelling to her son as loudly as she could.
Hearing her voice, the little boy became alarmed, and made a U-turn to swim to his mother. It was too late. Just as he reached her, the alligator reached him. >From the dock, the mother grabbed her little boy by the arms, just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began a very incredible tug-of-war between the two.
The alligator was much stronger than the mother, but the mother was much too passionate to let go.
A farmer happened to drive by, heard her screams, raced from his truck, took aim, and shot the alligator. Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy
Survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the anim al. On his arms, there were deep scratches where his mother's fingernails dug into his flesh; in her effort to hang on to the son she loved.
The newspaper reporter, who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked the boy if he would show him his scars.
The boy lifted his pant legs. Then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Mom wouldn't let go."
You and I can identify with that little boy.
We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly, and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle, He's been right there, holding on to you.
The Scripture teaches that God loves you.
You are a child of God. He wants to protect you, and provide for you in every way. But, sometimes, we foolishly wade into dangerous situations, not knowing what lies ahead. The swimming hole of life is filled with peril ~ and we forget that the enemy is waiting to attack. That is when the tug-of-war begins.
If you have the scars of His love on your arms, be very, very grateful. He will not ever let you go.
Please pass this on to those you love. God has blessed you, so that you can be a blessing to others. You just never know where a person is in his/her life, and what they are going through.
Never judge other persons scars, because you don't know how they got them.
Also, it is so important that we are not too selfish to receive the blessings of these messages without forwarding them to someone else.
Right now, someone needs to know that God loves them, and you love them too ~ enough to not let them go!!!
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Subject: albino fawn
A souix chief gave an enviornmental speech that I happened to hear. He said that all white animals were being born all over the globe, and this was a cause of grave concern. It is a sympton of the ecosphere being out of balance. He urged everyone to do all that they could to understand this before it is too late.
A very eventful day around here... A once in many lifetimes experience!
Mark saw this lil' feller run out in front of a car, thought it was a lost baby goat. Stopped to get it, and WOW. A real Albino Whitetail Deer. Just hours old, but doing fine. No Momma deer around. Another car nearly hit it in front of Mark...
Well, he is THE neatest thing any of us ever saw. And such a 'freak of nature', that only 1 in more than a million are even born. He took his bottle of food, followed us around the house, doing great. So, we called the Zoo & Fossil Rim, who were both interested, but we're going to send him to a Rehab farm. Maybe he will make it in captivity somewhere and be appreciated. So rare... Sure wanted to keep him tho. but, not the thing to do. And not LEGAL either ; But, here are a couple of pix to show ya. He was snow white, pink eyes, ears, nose and hooves. Kids called him POWDER. He was SO small. That is my shoe lying beside him... WOW..how cool is that??
Pass this around, a lot of folks have never and will probably never see even another picture of an Albino deer fawn
We breath the same air, feel the same wind and walk on the same Mother Earth.. What we do to self we do to all as everything ripples out into the universe. You are the best person you can be right in this moment.
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I received this from a special person in my life, who is doing this for a friend of hers. Please keep it going, for this can show this teacher how powerful prayer can be. The prayer enclosed is a blessing to be reminded of itself. Thank you to my faithful friends.
Hello Everyone:
I was asked by a very special friend to help a teacher who is using an e-mail prayer as part of her religion class. It was difficult for me to decide who I thought would DO this. I hope I chose the right twelve.
Please send this back to me. (You'll see why.) May everyone who receives this message be blessed.
REMEMBER to say a prayer before you read the poem.
That's all you have to do. There is nothing attached.
Just send this to eleven people. Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive.
There is no cost but a lot of reward. (Did you pray?) Make sure you pray, and pray believing that God will answer. This is your last opportunity before reading the poem.
Poem:
May today there be peace within.
May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.
May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith.
May you use those gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you.
May you be content knowing you are a child of God.
Let His presence settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love.
It is there for each and every one of us.
Now, send this to 11 people within the next 5 minutes and remember to send this back...I count as 1...you'll see why. Suggestion: copy and paste rather than forward.
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This is beautiful ! Try not to cry
From: "RoWeNa Sta. Maria"
Subject: This is beautiful ! Try not to cry.
Date: Sat, 24 Mar 2007 02:09:20 +1000
> *This is beautiful! Try not to cry. *
>
>
>
>
> *
> She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come
> out of the operating
> room. She said: "How is my little boy ? Is he
> going to be all right ?
> When can I see him ?" **
> **
> The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could,
> but your boy didn't
> make it." *
>
>
> *
> Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer ?
> Doesn't God care any more
> ? Where were you, God, when my son needed you ?"*
> *
> **
> The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone
> with your son ? One of
> the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's
> transported to the
> university." **
> **
> Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she
> said good bye to son. She
> ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red
> curly hair. "Would you
> like a lock of his hair ?" the nurse asked. *
> *
> **
> Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the
> boy's hair, put it in a
> plastic bag and handed it to Sally.*
>
>
> *
> The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his
> body to the University
> for Study. He said it might help somebody else.
> "I said no at first, but
> Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die.
> Maybe it will help some
> other little boy spend one more day with his Mom."
> She went on, "My Jimmy
> had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone
> else. Always wanting to
> help others if he could." **
> **
> Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for
> the last time, after
> spending most of the last six months there. She
> put the bag with Jimmy's
> belongings on the seat beside her in the car. *
>
>
> *
> The drive home was difficult. It was even harder
> to enter the empty
> house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the
> plastic bag with the lock
> of his hair to her son's room. *
> *
> **
> She started placing the model cars and other
> personal things back in his
> room exactly where he had always kept them. She
> laid down across his bed
> and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. *
>
>
> *
> It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying
> beside her on the bed was
> a folded letter. The letter said*:
> *
> "Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but
> don't think that I will
> ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause
> I'm not around to say "I
> Love You" **. I will always love you, Mom, even
> more with each day.
> Someday we will see each other again. Until then,
> if you want to adopt a
> little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay
> with me. He can have my
> room and old stuff to play with. But, if you
> decide to get a girl instead,
> she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys
> do. You'll have to buy
> her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be
> sad thinking about me.
> This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa
> met me as soon as I got
> here and showed me around some, but it will take a
> long time to see
> everything. The angels are so cool. I love to
> watch them fly. And, you
> know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his
> pictures. Yet, when I saw
> Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to
> see GOD ! And guess
> what, Mom ? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to
> Him, like I was
> somebody important. That's when I told Him that I
> wanted to write you a
> letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I
> already knew that
> wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom ? God
> handed me some paper and
> His own personal pen to write you this letter. I
> think Gabriel is the name
> of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to
> you. God said for me
> to give you the answer to one of the questions you
> asked Him 'Where was He
> when I needed him ?' "God said He was in the same
> place with me, as when
> His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right
> there, as He always is with
> all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else
> can see what I've
> written except you. To everyone else this is just
> a blank piece of paper.
> Isn't that cool ? I have to give God His pen back
> now. He needs it to
> write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight
> I get to sit at the
> table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food
> will be great. *
>
>
> *
> Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt
> anymore. The cancer is all
> gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain
> anymore and God couldn't
> stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when
> He sent The Angel of
> Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a
> Special Delivery ! How about
> that ? *
> *
> **
> Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.*
>
>
>
> (*Let's see Satan stop this one.*)* Take 60
> seconds and repost this,
> within the hour, you will have caused a multitude of
> believers to pray to
> God for each other. Then sit back and feel the
> Holy Spirit work in your
> life for doing what you know God loves "When you're
> down to nothing, God is
> up to something." **
> **
> Email this.*
> *
> Title:* * This is beautiful ! Try not to cry.
>
> Send this to 10 people in 2 minutes and you will
> feel the Holy Spirit
> brightening your life in just an hour.*
>
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