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A man stopped at a flower shop to order some flowers to be wired to his mother who lived two hundred miles away.
As he got out of his car he noticed a young girl sitting on the curb sobbing.
He asked her what was wrong and she replied, “I wanted to buy a red rose for my mother.
But I only have seventy-five cents, and a rose costs two dollars.”
The man smiled and said, “Come on in with me. I’ll buy you a rose.”
He bought the little girl her rose and ordered his own mother’s flowers.
As they were leaving he offered the girl a ride home.
She said, “Yes, please! You can take me to my mother.”
She directed him to a cemetery, where she placed the rose on a freshly dug grave.
The man returned to the flower shop, canceled the wire order, picked up a bouquet and drove the two hundred miles to his mother’s house.
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and a four-year old grandson. The old man’s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together nightly at the dinner table. But the elderly grandfather’s shaky hands and failing sight made eating rather difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass often milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. “We must do something about grandfather,” said the son. I’ve had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor. So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner at the dinner table. Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. Sometimes when the family glanced in grandfather’s direction, he had a tear in his eye as he ate alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence.
One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, “What are you making?” Just as sweetly, the boy responded, “Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and mama to eat your food from when I grow up.” The four-year-old smiled and went back to work. The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took grandfather’s hand and gently led him back to the family table.
For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled. Children are remarkably perceptive. Their eyes ever observe, their ears ever listen, and their minds ever process the messages they absorb. If they see us patiently provide a happy home atmosphere for family members, they will imitate that attitude for the rest of their lives. The wise parent realizes that every day that building blocks are being laid for the child’s future.
The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, “This is for you, Daddy.”
The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, “Don’t you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, “Oh, Daddy, it’s not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They’re all for you, Daddy.”
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.
Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
A well known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20 bill. In the room of 200, he asked, “Who would like this $20 bill?”
Hands started going up.
He said, “I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this.” He proceeded to crumple the dollar bill up.
He then asked, “Who still wants it?”
Still the hands were up in the air.
“Well,” he replied, “What if I do this?” And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe.
He picked it up, now all crumpled and dirty. “Now who still wants it?” Still the hands went into the air.
“My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20.
Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way.
We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. You are special – Don’t ever forget it!
About ten years ago, a young and very successful executive named Josh was traveling down a Chicago neighborhood street. He was going a bit too fast in his sleek, black, 12 cylinder Jaguar XKE, which was only two months old.
He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no child darted out, but a brick sailed out and – WHUMP! – it smashed Into the Jag’s shiny black side door! SCREECH..!!!! Brakes slammed! Gears ground into reverse, and tires madly spun the Jaguar back to the spot from where the brick had been thrown. Josh jumped out of the car, grabbed the kid and pushed him up against a parked car. He shouted at the kid, “What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing?!” Building up a head of steam, he went on. “That’s my new Jag, that brick you threw is gonna cost you a lot of money. Why did you throw it?”
“Please, mister, please. . . I’m sorry! I didn’t know what else to do!” Pleaded the youngster. “I threw the brick because no one else would stop!” Tears were dripping down the boy’s chin as he pointed around the parked car. “It’s my brother, mister,” he said. “He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can’t lift him up.” Sobbing, the boy asked the executive, “Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He’s hurt and he’s too heavy for me.”
Moved beyond words, the young executive tried desperately to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. Straining, he lifted the young man back into the wheelchair and took out his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and cuts, checking to see that everything was going to be OK. He then watched the younger brother push him down the sidewalk toward their home.
It was a long walk back to the sleek, black, shining, 12 cylinder Jaguar XKE -a long and slow walk. Josh never did fix the side door of his Jaguar. He kept the dent to remind him not to go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at him to get his attention. . . Some bricks are softer than others. Feel for the bricks of life coming at to you. For all the negative things we have to say to ourselves, God has positive answers.
A young man was getting ready to graduate college. For
many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer’s
showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told
him that was all he wanted.
As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited
signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the
morning of his graduation his father called him into his private
study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine
son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son
a beautiful wrapped gift box.
Curious, but somewhat disappointed the young man
opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible. Angrily,
he raised his voice at his father and said, “With all your money you
give me a Bible?” and stormed out of the house, leaving the holy
Many years passed and the young man was very successful in
He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his
father was very old, and thought perhaps he should go to him. He
had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make
arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had
passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He
needed to come home immediately and take care things.
When he arrived at his father’s house, sudden sadness and
regret filled his heart.
He began to search his father’s important papers and
saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago. With
tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. As he
read those words, a car key dropped from an envelope
taped behind the Bible.
It had a tag with the dealer’s name, the same dealer who had the
sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation,
and the words…PAID IN FULL.
How many times do we miss God’s blessings because they are not
packaged as we expected?
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour a day to drain the fluids from his lungs. His bed was next to the room’s only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed next to the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed would live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the outside world. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man had said. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm amid flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man could not hear the band, he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Unexpectedly, an alien thought entered his head: Why should hehave all the pleasure of seeing everything while I never get to see anything? It didn’t seem fair. As the thought fermented, the man felt ashamed at first. But as the days passed and he missed seeing more sights, his envy eroded into resentment and soon turned him sour. He began to brood and found himself unable to sleep. He should be by that window – and that thought now controlled his life.
Late one night, as he lay staring at the ceiling, the man by the window began to cough. He was choking on the fluid in his lungs. The other man watched in the dimly lit room as the struggling man by the window groped for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room, he never moved, never pushed his own button which would have brought the nurse running. In less than five minutes, the coughing and choking stopped, along with the sound of breathing. Now, there was only silence–deathly silence.
The following morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths. When she found the lifeless body of the man by the window, she was saddened and called the hospital attendant to take it away–no words, no fuss. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall. The dead man had been blind.
My mother used to ask me what is the most important part of the body. Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the correct answer. When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as humans, so I said, “My ears, Mommy.”
She said, “No. Many people are deaf. But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon.”
Several years passed before she asked me again. Since making my first attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer. So this time I told her, “Mommy, sight is very important to everybody, so it must be our eyes.”
She looked at me and told me, “You are learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are many people who are blind.”
Stumped again, I continued my quest for knowledge and over the years, Mother asked me a couple more times and always her answer was, “No. But you are getting smarter every year, my child.”
Then last year, my grandpa died. Everybody was hurt. Everybody was crying. Even my father cried. I remember that especially because it was only the second time I saw him cry. My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to say our final goodbye to Grandpa. She asked me, “Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?”
I was shocked when she asked me this now. I always thought this was a game between her and me. She saw the confusion on my face and told me, “This question is very important. It shows that you have really lived in our life. For every body part you gave me in the past, I have told you were wrong and I have given you an example why. But today is the day you need to learn this important lesson.”
She looked down at me as only a mother can. I saw her eyes well up with tears. She said, “My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder.”
I asked, “Is it because it holds up my head?”
She replied, “No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend or a loved one when they cry. Everybody needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear. I only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it.”
Then and there I knew the most important body part is not a selfish one . It is sympathetic to the pain of others. People will forget what you said. People will forget what you did. But people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.
A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam. He called his parents from San Francisco. “Mom and Dad, I’m coming home, but I’ve got a favor to ask. I have a friend I’d like to bring with me.”
“Sure,” they replied, “we’d love to meet him.”
“There’s something you should know,” the son continued. “He was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mine and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us.”
“I’m sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live.”
“No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us.”
“Son,” said the father, “you don’t know what you’re asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can’t let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He’ll find a way to live on his own.”
At that point, the son hung up the phone.
The parents heard nothing more from him. A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told. The police believed it was suicide. The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn’t know, their son had only one arm and one leg.
The parents in this story are like many of us. We find it easy to love those who are good-looking or fun to have around, but we don’t like people who inconvenience us or make us feel uncomfortable. We would rather stay away from people who aren’t as healthy, beautiful, or smart as we are.
Thankfully, there’s someone who won’t treat us that way. Someone who loves us with an unconditional love that welcomes us into the forever family, regardless of how messed up we are. Tonight, before you tuck yourself in for the night, say a little prayer that God will give you the strength you need to accept people as they are, and to help us all be more understanding of those who are different from us!!!
There’s a miracle called Friendship that dwells in the heart. You don’t know how it happens or when it gets started. But you know the special lift. It always brings and you realize that Friendship Is God’s most precious gift! Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us. Show your friends today how much you care.
I read about a man who called his wife from an airport pay phone. When he had used up all his coins, the operator interrupted to say he had one minute left. The man hurriedly tried to finish his conversation. But before they could tell each other good-bye the call got cut. With a sigh the man hung up the phone and started to leave the little telephone booth. Just then the phone rang. Thinking that it was the operator wanting more money, the man almost didn’t answer but something told him to pick up the phone. Sure enough it was the operator but she didn’t want more money. Instead she had a message for him
“after you hung up, ur wife said she loved you” the operator said, “thought you’d want to know.”
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She knew the answer before he even asked.
Her boyfriend of two years dropped down on one knee, pulled out a velvet, heart-shaped box, and asked, “will you marry me?”
he had looked so adorable. Such a large, strong man suddenly told vulnerable. she could not have found a better mate, so gorgeous, caring and easygoing. He had become her best friend, and she knew in her heart that she loved him.
“yes”, she answered.
A wave of relief washed over john’s face, then a huge, boyish smile preceded a passionate kiss. He told “thank u for making me the happiest man in the world!!”
that week, they set the date and she started to pick out the cards for the engagement announcement- the memories immediately flooded back.
That wasn’t the first time she had planned a wedding. 2 years ago her fiance, louis had died unexpectedly died two months prior to the wedding. Pain paralyzed her heart as unfinished grief and longing reared up over these memories. She realised that planning another wedding brought back all the memories to the surface. She wondered if she’d ever heal from that loss.
She thought she would get over losing him because she had been so young.
As the days passed she wondered if her previous husband-to-be, now an angel, felt anger towards her for falling for someone else. After all, she had promised to be his one and only.
The next morning, she found herself praying, “dear god, as you needed my louis I have fallen in love with a wonderful man who treats me like a princess. I am very happy with me, but, am yet afraid that y angel might be mad that am going to break the promise I made to him. Tell him am very sorry, and hope that he will send me some sign so I know he approves”
just then, a knock on the door startled her. She jumped and nervously opened the door.
John came in “are you ready?”
“for?” she asked.
“we’ve got a premarital counseling today. Remember the pastor changed the date to this morning..”
“oh! That’s right!” quickly she got ready, and they decided to take her car instead of his since hers was faster.
“are you OK?” John asked as he started the engine.
“hmm yeah” she replied halfheartedly.
“you still want to marry me don’t you?”
she turned to him knowing she couldn’t let this man get out of her life. If only John knew how much she actually loved him. In that moment, she knew how much she really loved him.
“yes” she replied.
John stopped the car in the parking lot, stepped out, came around her side and let her out the door. “do u see my wallet anywhere??” he suddenly began patting his pockets.
“maybe its under the seat”
John went back to the driver side as she walked around the car to help him search.
He found his wallet under the the seat but something else caught his eye. He reached further back and pulled out a shiny looking gold object. “what’s this?”
her hands flew to her face. She had lost that gold bracelet three years ago. It was her birthday present from Louis, given on the last day he had told how much he loved her. She had searched the car many times hoping to find the bracelet and also given it for a full cleaning service in hope to find that special bracelet, when she did not find it, she had given up hope of ever finding it.
“wow! This is beautiful!” John told impressed.
With some hesitation she explained who had given the bracelet so many years before and the entire incident.
For a moment John just stared at that piece shimmering in the sun. then he took her hand tenderly and then gently fastened the bracelet in her hand.
“you don’t mind me wearing it?” she asked.
“no” he replied, “now u can take it as a present from the both of us.”
years ago she had searched the car for the bracelet with his message “love u” engraved on it from her first love. As she watched it shine on her hand she knew her prayer for Louis had been answered. she was totally soaked in the tender moment that brought together louis and John.
John took her hand and they began to walk towards the church. Next to the brass handle a plaque read
“LOVE IS NOT JEALOUS”
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Her parents fell in love at first sight, and , they have been in love with each other for almost 50 years. They were not just comfortable with each other or merely tolerant of each others faults. They were still truly, deeply in love, with all the passion and heartache that wildly emotional state entails.
Her father had always been a tease and a romantic.
For example: the first time her parents had ever spoke to each other was after world war II. After he had just returned from his college, he was driving his brother’s brand new car through town when he saw her mother go into a furniture shop. Pulling over, he jumped out of the car and managed to slip into the shop just behind her. Her mom who was thinking about buying a new apartment, asked the store owner to show her a new twin bedroom set she had admired the week before. Her father stepped up beside her out of the blue and declared “no dear we are not sleeping on twin beds”
they were married three months later, and they slept on twin beds till they could get the order of a huge king size double bed.
At the age of seventy her father had a open-heart surgery. Her sixty-eight year old mother spent every night at the hospital, in another twin bed!! her everyday was beside his bed. The first thing her dad told when removed of the tracheal tube from his throat was the most romantic thing she had ever heard and one she would never forget in her entire life. He said “ darling. You know what the doctor told when he cut me open?? he found your name engraved on my heart..”
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It was a Friday morning, and the young businessman finally decided to ask his boss for a raise. Before leaving for work he told his wife what he was planning to do. All day long he felt nervous and apprehensive. Finally, in the late afternoon, he summoned the courage to approach his employer, and to the businessman’s delight, the boss agreed for the raise.
The elated husband arrived home to a beautiful table set with the best cutlery and lighted candles. Smelling the aroma of the festive meal, he figured that someone from his office had called his wife and had told her on his good luck! Finding her in the kitchen he eagerly shared the details of his good news. They embraced and danced around the room before settling down for the wonderful meal his wife had prepared. Next to his plate he found a artistically written note that read “Congratulations, darling! I knew you would get the raise! This dinner is to show how happy I am for you and how much I love u.” the husband was bewitched and they shared a very happy evening.
Later, on his way to the kitchen to help his wife clean up, he noticed that a second card had fallen from her pocket. Picking it up from the floor, he read “dont worry about not getting the raise darling! U deserve it anyway! This dinner is to show how lucky I am to have you and how much I love u” !!!
One Tuesday night he called her up and asked her out for a movie. she heard the nervousness in his voice, so she reassuringly said “I would love to, but, what movie do u want to see?”
while considering the options, the real answer just accidentally slipped out with his nervousness, “you”..