Evil Is Among Us And More... :) Shangy! >Here are the details on our Yahoo ShangyFunList: To Subscribe send a blank email to ShangyFunList-subscribe@yahoogroups.com To UnSubscribe send a blank email to ShangyFunList-unsubscribe@yahoogroups.com Group home page: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ShangyFunList Through no fault of my own we suddenly became an adult club in the love and romance directory so you will have to confirm that you are an adult when you go here. I still have no idea how to change this back as it sends me around in a circle when I try! or Web Site: http://www.ShangralaFamilyFun.com/ShangyFunList.html Group email address: ShangyFunList@yahoogroups.com or email me here: bcrsystems@earthlink.net ================ >-->In The 'Shangy' News :) * READER COMMENTS * From Sassyann: All have red X's no pictures --- ...Sorry. Yahoo hosts the web site - when Yahoo has trouble, my pictures don't display. Please try again. Thank You! I've called and talked to a yahoo tech and emailed them several times over this. They insist this problem is with my own individual internet service provider so I don't get any where with getting it resolved. Perhaps when/if you have this same trouble with the site, you send an email complaining to them they may get it. Here is their email address yahoosmb@cc.yahoo-inc.com And the site is www.ShangralaFamilyFun.com Thank you! Maybe together we can fix this! :) -<>- FACEBOOK USERS I thought I would remind you that you can visit me on Facebook. I sure would appreciate your 'likes'! Please go here and cast a 'LIKE' vote for ShangralaFamilyFun.com http://tinyurl.com/cll4d2u Thank You And GOD BLESS YOU ALL WHO HAVE DONE SO And Who Do! I've been sharing wonderful images from our friend Brenda there too! --- ...These are a delight! Thank You Brenda! -<>- >-->2 HOT Off The 'Shangy' Press :) This first too hot to handle one is from our friend LouiseA. It is such a heartwarming animal story, I couldn't resist sharing it with you! Check it out here and Be sure to watch the video if you can... Sgt. Reckless http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/sgtreckless.html --- ...I do so love horses! An awesome story! Thank You LouiseA! This scorcher is from our friend Linda. Such wonderful photos I couldn't resist sharing with all of you. Goodness knows I never go anywhere so this is like a sweet virtual vacation! Check it out here... Beautiful Mexico! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/beautifulmexico.html --- ...Lovely And the safest way to see Mexico! Thanks Linda! =========================================================== >-->From Heartwarmers: >BIRTHDAY CIRCUITS by Stefanie Wass Ah -- spring is finally here. I love the season of rebirth. Birds are chirping, and daffodils are finally in bloom. As I head out into the afternoon sunshine to gather the mail from our box, I realize that another season has begun as well. I spy three conspicuously small pink envelopes among the pile of catalogs and bills. No doubt in my mind -- these are birthday party invitations. No, not for me, but for my daughters. At the ripe old ages of three and six years, my two girls have been asked to attend several preschool social functions already. With the warm weather approaching, it seems that the invitations seem to be increasing in volume. The cover of my parenting magazine proclaims spring, "The perfect time for a little tykes birthday soiree." It is official -- the madness of the modern-day childhood birthday party circuit has begun. My memories of birthday parties as a young girl all center around family. Mom would make my favorite cake with the red Jello center and Cool Whip frosting. We would feast on mom's homemade breaded pork chops, served in my honor on the fancy blue china dishes in the dining room. We'd do cake and presents, and I'd feel like queen for the day. These occasions left me as they rightly should -- with a sense of happiness and love. I grew into adulthood wanting the same for my children -- simple birthday celebrations with family taking center stage. But time marches on, and like everything else in this world, the childhood birthday party has evidently evolved beyond such simplicity. No longer an event to be celebrated with a basic family dinner, the birthday must involve guest lists, email invites, and rental of a gym, beauty salon, ice rink, dance studio -- take your pick. From bowling parties to events at ceramics studios, I have come to realize that my daughters might just come to expect a little bit of a shindig on their big day. Kids these days expect to be entertained. If you are brave enough to host twenty preschoolers at your own home, then no party is complete without a huge inflatable slide in your backyard, ponies to ride, and Sparkles The Clown with his colorful animated balloon creatures. The cake and invitations must be homemade (since I have so much extra time with a not-quite-completely potty trained toddler running underfoot) and the gift bags preferably must match the color scheme or theme of the party. From Sponge Bob to Disney Princesses, a theme must be chosen weeks in advance in order to perfectly coordinate the tableware and party hats. The thought of all this excess exhausts me. A friend of mine recently told me she was so glad to have moved to a new community where she could feel free to repeat party themes from past years. Moms feel pressure to put on the perfect event, but who is all this really for? Do four-year-olds need manicures at beauty salons to feel a sense of happiness on their big day? Would my Kindergartner feel slighted without presents from her twenty closest friends? I have witnessed more than one guest of honor who seemed upset to the point of tears at her own kiddie party. Too scared to ride the pony, upset over not winning the party games, Junior more than often has a sugar-induced meltdown. Too much hype, too many presents. I will never forget a three-year-old little girl at the conclusion of her grand gift opening shouting, "I want more presents! Where are they?!" As we rolled our eyes, the exasperated mother quipped, "Well everyone, just look at my spoiled little girl!" What should I do about the invitations in today's mail? Do I support this and allow my daughters to attend their friends' upcoming parties? Emily, my eldest, spots the invitations before I can even put the mail down on the kitchen counter. "Mom, that envelope has my name on it! A birthday party! Wow! Is it at Chuck E. Cheese? Can I go?" Tossing the envelope her way, I smile, sigh, and tell her that we will have to check our schedule. Most likely, I will relent and let her attend. I want her to be happy, but I wonder where to draw the line. Will she expect a lavish extravaganza for her own upcoming June birthday? I want so badly to have her enjoy the special day with family. Just a simple backyard cookout, and some unstructured time to go outside and play the games she loves -- hopscotch, hula-hoop, and jump rope. "What do you want to do this year for your birthday?" I ask ever so casually. "I don't know mom, but can grandma and grandpa and Aunt Louise come?" she asks with big blue eyes pleading in my direction. "We can definitely arrange that!" I say with a relieved smile as I kiss her forehead. Birthdays are all about family, and at least for now, my daughter seems to have her priorities straight. I vow to give my daughter the best party ever -- one filled with an excess of love, laughter, and maybe even a homemade Jello cake. -- Stefanie Wass ___________________________________________ Stefanie lives in Hudson, Ohio, with her husband and two daughters. Her stories Farm and Family, Olympic Dreams, and Skip Bo Messenger can be found in the Heartwarmers archives. ========================================================== >-->From Our Friend KarenF :) >The Pledge Official versions 1892 "I pledge allegiance to my flag and the republic for which it stands: one nation indivisible with liberty and justice for all." 1892 to 1923 "I pledge allegiance to my flag and to the republic for which it stands: one nation indivisible with liberty and justice for all." 1923 to 1924 "I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States and to the republic for which it stands: one nation indivisible with liberty and justice for all" 1924 to 1954 "I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the republic for which it stands; one nation indivisible with liberty and justice for all." 1954 to Present "I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America , and to the republic for which it stands, one nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all." This is not sent for discussion. If you agree, forward it... If you don't, delete it. Do you believe that the word God should stay in American culture? NBC 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 the word God should stay....... 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! In God We Trust --- ...Forever! Thanks KarenF! ============================================================= >-->From Our Friend Bunni :) >SCRIPTURES For every minute you remain angry, you give up 60 seconds of peace of mind. Read Proverbs 29:8 We all go through pain and sorrow. but the presence of God comforts us, even in the most devastating circumstances. Read Psalms 46:1 There is a communion with God that asks for nothing, yet asks for everything. He who seeks the Father more than anything he can give is like to have what he asks, for he is not likely to ask amiss. Read Matthew 6:8 Live life with PASSION!! Passion for God and His word. Read John 12:46 Don't have Jesus Christ on your lips and the world in your hearts. Read 1 John 2:15 Jesus will be found among the humble people. Read Mark 9:35 --- ...Amen! Thanks Bunni! =========================================================== >-->From Archives InspiredBuffalo: >MILLENNIUM DREAM The daughter of comedian Groucho Marx was once denied admittance to an exclusive country club swimming pool with her friends because she and her family were not members. Realizing what had happened, embarrassed officials sent the Marx family an apology and an application to join. Groucho declined the invitation with the comment, "I wouldn't want to belong to any club that would have me as a member." Someone still tried to smooth over the incident by persuading the comedian to allow an application to be submitted for membership. The country club was embarrassed further when the application was denied. The reason? The Marx family was Jewish and the club was "restricted. " True to form, Groucho wrote back: "My wife is not Jewish. Can she go swimming and let our daughter wade up to her waist?" I love his use of humor, but Groucho effectively shines a spotlight on the prevalence and absurdity of prejudice. He must have felt, as did Sir Isaac Newton so many years earlier, that we "build too many walls and not enough bridges." I yearn for a time when we courageously break down those walls that divide and build wide bridges between one another. I long for a super-highway of compassion and acceptance spanning our differences that will unite us as one. As we ease into a new millennium, I dream of an age when people will finally be connected heart to heart and mind to mind. My greatest desire is that we somehow learn what it means to be family. -- Steve Goodier -<>- >Quilt of Holes As I faced my Maker at the last judgment, I knelt before the Lord along with all the other souls. Before each of us laid our lives like the squares of a quilt in many piles; an angel sat before each of us sewing our quilt squares together into a tapestry that is our life. But as my angel took each piece of cloth off the pile, I noticed how ragged and empty each of my squares was. They were filled with giant holes. Each square was labeled with a part of my life that had been difficult, the challenges and temptations I was faced with in every day life. I saw hardships that I endured, which were the largest holes of all. I glanced around me. Nobody else had such squares. Other than a tiny hole here and there, the other tapestries were filled with rich color and the bright hues of worldly fortune. I gazed upon my own life and was disheartened. My angel was sewing the ragged pieces of cloth together, threadbare and empty, like binding air. Finally the time came when each life was to be displayed, held up to the light, the scrutiny of truth. The others rose; each in turn, holding up their tapestries. So filled their lives had been. My angel looked upon me, and nodded for me to rise. My gaze dropped to the ground in shame. I hadn't had all the earthly fortunes. I had love in my life, and laughter. But there had also been trials of illness, and wealth, and false accusations that took from me my world, as I knew it. I had to start over many times. I often struggled with the temptation to quit, only to somehow muster the strength to pick up and begin again. I spent many nights on my knees in prayer, asking for help and guidance in my life. I had often been held up to ridicule, which I endured painfully, each time offering it up to the Father in hopes that I would not melt within my skin beneath the judgmental gaze of those who unfairly judged me. And now, I had to face the truth. My life was what it was, and I had to accept it for what it was.I rose and slowly lifted the combined squares of my life to the light. An awe-filled gasp filled the air. I gazed around at the others who stared at me with wide eyes. Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me. Light flooded the many holes, creating an image, the face of Christ. Then our Lord stood before me, with warmth and love in His eyes. He said, 'Every time you gave over your life to Me, it became My life, My hardships, and My struggles. Each point of light in your life is when you stepped aside and let Me shine through, until there was more of Me than there was of you. May all our quilts be threadbare and worn, allowing Christ to shine through! God determines who walks into your life ...it's up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go.' When there is nothing left but God that is when you find out that God is all you need Father, God bless all my friends in whatever it is that you know they may need this day! And may their life be full of your peace, prosperity and power as he/she seeks to have a closer relationship with you. In Jesus Christ's name, Amen. -<>- >Links for Your Enjoyment Woman - Darkest Before Dawn http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/womandbd.html Playing With Food http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/food.html When Artists Get Bored http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/abored.html Tpewriter Art http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/typeart.html Albino Bears http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/albinobear.html Grand Canyon Skywalk http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/skywalk.html Leopard Vs Crocodile http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/leopard.html -<>- >From Our Friend Linda :) She sent us one we have here... Hippo and Tortoise http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/hippo.html Hippo and Tortoise 2 http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/hippo2.html --- ...Love this one! Thanks Linda! Wonderful rescue http://www.youtube.com/embed/JOHw7lX3Gu4 --- ...Awww, so sweet! Thanks Linda! If you believe in government control (Socialism), you probably won't like this. If you believe in freedom and freedom of choice then you might well like it!!!! The implications are far more reaching than a toilet that doesn't work! Awesome! We need more like him! My Toilet Doesn't Work! http://videos2view.net/smackdown.htm --- ...Cool! This guy tells it like it is! Love it! Thanks Linda! -<>- >From Our Friend PatDeE :) In Dubai, they forget one Item The modern Arab world!! You have seen those architectural wonders of Dubai. However, none are hooked up to a sewer system! The two minute video below passes a line of poop trucks and never gets to the end of the line. What were these people thinking? An unbelievable amount of sewage is generated by the new high-rises and there is no place to dispose of it. Camel sense seems about right! Dubai doesn't have a sewage system for all those big new buildings so they haul it all away in tank trucks. Look at the number of tank trucks that are waiting to dump their load. This is amazing. They wait for days to dump their load. You would have thought that by building all those huge skyscrapers they would have enough sense to put in a sufficient sewage system to haul away all that crap. You would imagine that those building that look amazingly beautiful were built on a well-planned system of utilities. But, that's NOT TRUE!! [An Et-Ahem -Language] http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/-pQdjwliLMA?rel=0 Imagine the power of the teamsters union with this one... STRIKE!!! How much do you want...? You think maybe they fertilize fields in Israel at no charge? --- ...UNBELIEVABLE! Man! How Horrific! Thanks PatDeE! If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.” – Henry David Thoreau, Walden Drumming http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=YJVdnMAGIt8 --- ...Quite an amazing Show! Thanks PatDeE! -<>- >From Our Friend Geniann :) Lindberg Flight. Lucky? Very.... Wow, is this ever neat. I have never seen most of these scenes before. The movie had just too much hype. Win Perkins, a real estate appraiser who specializes in airport properties, has posted on his Website, a video he created of Charles Lindbergh's famous and risky takeoff in the "Spirit of St. Louis " (May 20,1927). According to Perkins, this is unlike any other presentation of the take off footage. Perkins said he "painstakingly assembled news footage from five cameras that filmed Lindbergh's takeoff from Roosevelt Field, Long Island "and "mixed it with enhanced audio from the same newsreel sources." This is one of the most interesting videos I've seen come over the Internet. When you click on the address link below, episode #3 comes up ready to play. I suggest you first click on "CONT A CT" to the left and select #1, then watch them in order, #1 through #4 (each time going back to "contact" and selecting the next one). I was glued to the screen through all 4. What guts it took for Lindbergh to overcome the odds against him, and accomplish this amazing feat! http://www.airportappraisals.com/ --- ...Wow! Most interesting! Thanks Geniann! Visit Melissa's Online Store You can get anything you want (except for Melissa ) at the online store http://pdhomes.net/mall/babylissa/mySTORES/ISELL4.html ========================================================== >-->From Our Friend LouiseA :) >LOSING POWER AND OUR MINDS By Saralee Perel My husband, Bob, shook the remote control. "It's not working." It was storming. We had no electricity. "This will be hard to accept," I said softly. "The remote doesn't work because the TV - is dead." He wouldn't look at me. I touched his arm, "You and your dearly beloved TV will be reunited, someday, when the lights will shine down upon you both again." He whispered, "But it looks just like it's sleeping." "Sweetheart, it's an empty shell." I kissed his forehead. "The inside, the parts that really matter - aren't alive." Dejected, he dragged himself to the kitchen. "No electricity means we can't eat. We're going to die." "Think about our ancestors, Bob." "Exactly. They're all dead." He began gorging himself. "I can't let this food go bad." "There's no electricity in that cookie jar." I grabbed his shoulders. "Pull yourself together. My ancestors didn't need electricity to eat. They always had deli platters - even in the desert." "No offense but you're insane." "How do you think they survived, schlepping around sand dunes for 40 years? They cured cold cuts; they smoked salmon and they pickled herring." "Where would they find salmon and herring in a desert?" "Where everybody does. In the kosher section." So we settled on heating Dinty Moore Beef Stew on the camping stove. I'll tell you; we've both wanted an excuse to stuff ourselves on this for a decade. Frankly it was scrumptious. After eating, Bob was bored . and whining about having nothing to do. "Honey," I said. "What would you like to do with your best friend right now?" He then smiled a huge smile, put his arms way out, gave the dog a gigantic hug and grabbed her leash. Snowstorms make me think of childhood. We'd have "sleep outs" where we'd drag mattresses in front of the fireplace, and hold flashlights under our chins, making funny faces and telling silly scary stories about escaped prisoners who had hooks instead of hands. We'd collapse in goofy laughter until we'd finally fall asleep, hearing only the cracklings of the fire and the gusts of wailing winds against the thick glass panes. It was then that I realized we could create new memories, every bit as unforgettable and sweet as the old ones. And so, that is what we did, with pillows and blankets in front of the fire. When Bob was asleep, I quietly turned off all the lights that had been on when the power went out, so that for this one lovely evening, nobody would know when the lights came back on, and we could languish in rare stunning moments of darkness, of firelight - and the breathtaking nearness of each other. --- ...Awww, teehee! We are spoiled with our electricity! Thanks LouiseA! -<>- >Evil is Among Us (By John Fischer) I was in the mall today and I happened to have a very small cross pinned to my shirt collar. A man in his 30's almost bumped into me as the mall was crowded. He looked me in the eye, looked at my cross pin. Stared at it for a moment. Gave me the most evil look I have ever seen. His eyes opened wide and he slowly backed away from me with a disgusted look on his face and turned around and walked away quickly. I got a very cold chill and felt very uneasy. You can speculate for yourself as it might have meant nothing and simply been a chance encounter. Maybe he did not like me wearing a cross because he thought I was flaunting my religion and shoving it in his face. (The cross is 1/2 inch high). Maybe he thought I was a minister and he had had a bad experience with one of them. I don't know. But, for whatever reason, my cross disturbed this person. His facial expression changed from neutral to mad/evil once he recognized the cross. He gave me a very dirty long stare and quickly departed. The evil in his face [was unmistakable]. I believe evil is all around us. I believe Satan is present. This very brief experience brought the evil in the world into clear focus for me at that moment. Sometimes I push Satan's existence out of my consciousness and want to pretend he does not exist. But when I look around at what is happening in this world....pornography everywhere and on the internet, sex dominating every aspect of our lives, abduction of children, drugs, prostitution, greed....I can't deny the existence of Satan and evil. Philippians 3:18-19 (NIV) says "For, as I have often told you before and now say again even with tears, many live as enemies of the cross of Christ. Their destiny is destruction, their god is their stomach, and their glory is in their shame. Their mind is on earthly things." Once I got over the shock of the look on that person's face in the mall, I felt a calming presence as I said an OUR FATHER to myself. I realized that God is also all around us. I can turn to HIM and HE can "lead us not into temptation and deliver us from evil." --- ...Great advice! Thanks LouiseA! ...My Two Cents... While some would like to admit there is a higher power, they are more reluctant to admit there is a lower power. I had an experience one day while working at our home computer business years ago that I will never forget. Paul wasn't home and I was alone when I had a customer come over that wanted to talk about memory chips etc. It was a normal customer visit. Or at least I thought so until I stood next to him. Without warning, I immediately started speaking in tongues in my head. For those of you who don't know what this is, visit here: What Is Speaking In Tongues http://tinyurl.com/mnjg9r This is abnormal because normally your conscience mind starts it on your own. But this time it was automatic. I was very surprised by it. The man left a few minutes after that. I was compelled to continue speaking in tongues the whole time. After he left, I asked Father what was going on and was told this was my spirit giving me a warning of a person with an opposing devil spirit close by me. He then asked if I wanted Him to make sure this person did not ever return. And of course, I said YES! I never saw or heard from that man again. There is evil in the world. We just have to keep alert and on guard as The Bible tells us to... 1 Peter 5: [8] Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour: Also See: Speaking In Tongues: How To Do It, step by step instructions To watch this series, click here. http://tinyurl.com/3ywkhrg ============================================================== >Artist in Residence Story Editor: by David McLaughlan Joyce Schowalter Ayrshire, Scotland Once upon another life I worked on the building of an oil rig. Three steel tanks, each three hundred foot tall and fifty feet wide, would be joined by a latticework of pipes. The living accommodation platform would go on top and the tanks would eventually be sunk in the icy waters of the North Sea. For most of the year the sun rose and set while I was at work. We worked twelve-hour shifts in a bleak industrial landscape. The work was hard, the men were harder. Often coming home at the end of the day it was a struggle to find myself again, to remember I was a young husband and a new father. The job paid the bills, but it fairly scoured the soul. I was part of a team of four junior engineers. Mostly we were gophers and holders for the big boys. As part of our tool kits we had magnetic clamps (two square magnets on an aluminium strip handle, like big brackets) and paint pens (like giant tooth paste tubes full of paint, with a ball-point on the end so you could write technical data on the metal). When we weren't needed for anything, or when the weather was too foul, we retired to our "office". One of my workmates, Wullie, would come into the porta-cabin we inhabited on his tea break. He would open the door of his metal locker and pull a battered plastic chair behind it. Still in his waterproofs and wearing his safety helmet and boots Wullie would take out a piece of canvas. Using the magnetic clamps he would fix his canvas to inside of his locker door. Until they got used to him folk would give Wullie some strange looks and make less than charitable comments. Wullie's response was always a smile and a kind word. Using a piece of scrap iron as a palate Wullie would start mixing the paint from the different coloured paint pens. Then, for the ten minutes he had left, he would take paint brushes from his locker, and lose himself in his painting. While his workmates boasted about their sexual conquests or how much they'd drank at the weekend, Wullie created works of art. As we were on the Atlantic coast, with the Western Isles nearby, he painted seascapes. Why do I remember this? Because I envied Wullie and, in a way he got me through the whole experience. I never saw him again after the rig was built, but twenty-some years later I still think of him with admiration. He taught me there was beauty everywhere. There never was a bleaker place than that construction site, but Wullie managed to find beauty in it. He found it by making it. =======HeroicStories======= >-->From Kidwarmers: >THE FUNNY THINGS KIDS SAY When she was a teenager, Felicita went to Puerto Rico on a summer vacation. She remembers hearing a mother yelling at her child who was running a short distance from their home. The mother yelled, "You little brat. You are so bad. You have no shame." The 5-year-old turned around and put his hands on his hips. Then he said, "You are right. But I must have come out like someone if I am all you say I am!" -- Felicita Dejesus of Brooklyn, New York Joyce's husband is very interested in politics, always listening to talk shows. One day their 4-year-old asked very seriously, "Mom, what's the difference between a Repellican and a Democrap?" -- Joyce Riffle of Fairmont, West Virginia Here is another one from Joyce. When her now 13-year-old daughter was only 2 she was constantly asking questions. One summer day, they were packing for a camping trip and her daughter was asking one question after another. So Joyce gave her some chewing gum, which kept her mouth occupied for a while. The 2-year-old wandered off and sat on a stump beside the clothesline. The landlady asked her, "What do you have in your mouth, dear?" The 2-year-old replied, "I've got gum." The landlady said, "Who gave it to you?" "My mother gave it to me," the little girl replied. The landlady said, "That's nice. She must be a good mommy." The too-wise 2-year-old replied, "She tries." Twyla is a special education teacher in a Texas school district. She teaches the 3 and 4-year-olds. One day she had a new Vietnamese student who was autistic. He had stood up for an hour and would not sit down. Finally, in desperation, Twyla asked Victoria, who was also Vietnamese, "Will you please tell him to sit down?" Victoria marched over to the little boy and yelled in perfect English, "Sit down, Boy!" -- Joan Henry (sister of Twyla) of Texas When their four children were still at home, Betty's family discovered camping because it made an affordable vacation. They went every summer to Cades Cove in the Great Smoky Mountains and always camped beside a river. James, 4, asked his father one night, "Dad, does God turn off the river at night before He goes to bed?" -- Betty Edmonds of northeast Indiana When Kayla was 8, her mother let her fill out the sticker for the front door that said, "In case of emergency, these animals live in the home. Please save them, too." In the place to list the animals, Kayla wrote, "2 dogs, 1 hamster, and 3 SPIDERS." -- Erika Kiefer (cousin of Kayla) of Emeryville, California Daryl had to explain to her two granddaughters, Curissa, 6, and Corie Lynn, 5, that a beloved great uncle was now in heaven. They asked why everyone dies. Daryl explained that all living things die and added that she was getting older and that someday she too would die. Curissa looked at Daryl and said, "Grandma, you're not old yet -- only half old, you've got time!" -- Daryl Messenger of Byron, Illinois Barb was born in Sisters Hospital. When she was 4 her mother was expecting their fourth child. They had two boys, ages 3 and 18 months, that were born in another local hospital. Barb climbed into bed with her mother and said, "Mom, could you please go back to Sister Hospital because I am sick of brothers!" (Happily, they did have a sister for Barb.) -- K. Brown (mother of Barb) of Grand Island, New York Quinn's father was getting dressed and said to 2-year-old Quinn, "Do you know where I got this shirt? My sister bought it for me." To which Quinn replied sadly, "I don't have a sister." But after a few seconds she perked up and declared, "Mommy has to go to the store and buy me one!" -- Angela Cox (mother of Quinn) of Lee's Summit, Missouri Connie was visiting Hanni who told her about her grandchild Lara, 5. After Lara had opened all the presents, she turned to Oma (Hanni) and in all seriousness told her (translated from the German), "Oma, my other grandmother gave me a better present, but don't worry, I still love you!" -- Connie in Vienna, Austria ========================================================== >-->From Our Friend LouiseA :) >In His Hands (By Betty Purser Parker) We know not what tomorrow brings Although we plan ahead For only God alone can know The pathway we must tread. We cannot know the future Not one minute nor one hour Each circumstance that we must face Lay only in His power It's vital that we live by faith >From minute unto minute And trusting that each step we take He's walking with us in it. We cannot see the future Not the trials we must face But in all things, God promised us Sufficiency of grace. This alone should give us hope Whatever be our plans In knowing that our future lies In His sweet, loving hands. --- ...awww, so lovely! Thank You LouiseA! >Updated FUN STUFF URLS - Oh Yeah :) Shangy! ------------------------------------------------------------------------- http://www.ShangralaFamilyFun.com/urls.html FUN URLS ------------------------------------------------------------------------- -->BECOMING A CHRISTIAN HOW TO BE A CHRISTIAN! ------------------------------------------------------------------------- -->FULL LENGTH - FREE On line AUDIO MP3 Chriistian Foundational Class http://www.truthortradition.com/modules.php?name=News&file=article&sid=61 NEW LIFE IN CHRIST! ------------------------------------------------------------------------- -->This is for all you who love food and DARRE to make it at home Yep. You guessed it - Recipes. 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