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Why? Because I care About you! :) =========================================================== >-->From Heartwarmers: ' . ' . . . : . . '. ______ .' ' _.-"` `"-._ ' .' '. `'--. / \ .--'` / \ ; ; - -- | | -- - | _. | ; /__`A ,_ ; .-' \ |= |;._.}{__ / '-. _.-""-|.' # '. ` `.-"{}<._ / 1938 \ \ x `" ----/ \_.-'|--X---- -=_ | | |- X. =_ - __ |_________|_.-'|_X-X## jgs `'-._|_|;:;_.-'` '::. `"- .:;. .:. ::. '::. >A MAN OF FEW WORDS When I was three, we lived on a big farm. Dad worked in the factory and then sharecropped the farm in the evenings, trying to get ahead. Dad was a busy man. On Friday, when he got paid, he always brought a treat home. Usually it was a candy bar for each of us, but sometimes it was a six pack of Pepsi or a half-gallon of ice cream. On Saturday nights we went to town. Dad would always give me two pennies to spend in the 5&10 store. One Saturday night he forgot. Dad was big and his voice was big, but he was a man of few words. I contemplated asking him for my two pennies, but I was scared. We walked around in the store and soon I wandered to the front, where the candy shelves were. Again, I questioned if I should ask for my pennies. One could buy two pieces of bubble gum or five pieces of candy with a penny. As I looked, I wanted that gum. Then, I got angry because he hadn't given me my pennies. So, I thought, I'll just take the bubble gum. Dad didn't care much for looking around and soon took me to the car to wait for Mom. We hadn't been in the car long when, without turning around, he said, "Loretta, what have you got in your mouth?" I almost swallowed the gum as fear restricted my throat. I was quiet. "I said, what have you got in your mouth?" "Gum," I answered fearfully. "Where'd you get it?" he asked. As I began to quiver, I said, "In the store." I didn't tell him it was his fault because he hadn't given me my pennies, but he told me what I had to do, and then he escorted me back into the store. He stood back as I approached the counter. He never said anything more about the incident. One summer day when I was about five, I was particularly naughty, and Mom had had it. She informed me that Dad would be told, and I would be punished. I don't remember a spanking from him, but I was afraid. That afternoon, I watched the clock. When the little hand was on four with the big hand on nine, I went to Mom's bedroom to hide. It was time. I heard his car, and soon the banging of the screen door told me he was inside. I stayed still. It seemed like a long time. I peeked around the door and saw him heading for his green chair. I ducked back. "Loretta, come here," he called in that deep commanding way. He didn't stop to think that I might be far away, out behind the chicken coop where I might not hear him. I crouched in my spot. "Loretta, come here!" I knew I'd better do it. Ever so slowly, I stepped around the door. His eyes were looking straight ahead, his big hand motioned me in front of him. "You know what you've got coming, young lady." He didn't say it as a question but as a fact. I nodded. One hand was behind his back. As he spoke again, he slowly drew his other hand from behind him. "Well, this time, this is what you get." He opened his hand to me. There was a large five-cent Hershey bar. His voice hadn't changed and his face seemed stern. I stared at the candy bar with shocked amazement. When I looked up at him in disbelief, I saw the twinkle in his eyes. He gave me a pat on the rear and said, "Now you better be good from now on!" I'm grown now and Dad passed away almost two years ago. He lived a lifestyle that was upright and he never embarrassed me. His voice was always deep, strong, and authoritative. He was a man of few words, but his words were worth listening to. And, the twinkle in his eyes remained until he left us. -- Loretta Eicher ___________________________________________ Loretta says, "I wanted to be a teacher when I graduated from school but I wanted to get married more. Later in life, after my first husband died, I got a job as a teacher's aide working with special education children. Last year I retired at age 55, and am enjoying being home now with my second husband. My parents gave me a good upbringing for which I am very thankful." -<>- __,-O< ,-- --. \. -=' -' \ __\\O- ,--- --. `^ / ). __,-O< \ __,-O< ,-- ----' `. `\) __)\O-__ )/ ,--( ,;:. _) / `^ _)\O< / (_ .:;:;. | | `^ :;';.;:' |_ |_ | ';\||' ______/=\\______/=\\_______| JML ap :| '-'-'-[=]/'-'-'-[=]/'-'-'-/'.=:=:=:=:=:=:=:=:=:=:=:=:=:=:=:=:=:=:=:=:= -'-'-'-'-'-'-'-'-'-'-'-'-/ '. | '-'-'-'-'-'-'-'-'-'-'-'-/ .-' .--.--. |/| -'-'-'-'-'-'-'-'-'-'-'-/ _.-'.-: .; .;|;. ;. |/|/ ___ ___ |' _.'\ :|--|--|- .;_;' ';_;. --|--|--|/|/ |] [|_|_|] [|_|_|] | |\ | \:|--|--| ; ;' '; ; -|--|--|/ |] [|_|_|] [|_|_|] | | \|--' ;; .--.___.--. ;; _______________________| |.-' ;-[ O )=( O ]-; |/| ( `--' | `--' ) ____.-". |/|/ \| ( |/ ;( ,__.)/=' |/|/ . .:::::. . ; |/ \| |/|/ . '---' . \ | |/|/ |`. .'| ` `|/|/ ,-------/| `...' |\-------, |--|--|--|/|/ ,' | `. ,' | `, |--|--|--|/ / \ /'. ,'\ / \ ; |/ \ / \| ; ; ; / ' |. ' \ \; ; ; `-' | `-' MJP >STEP-DAD If you're looking at a father, And you want to see his pride, Look deep within his heart At all the love inside, The children born to him, Are special in his sight, He gives them all he can, And teaches them what's right, But it takes a special man To find he feels the same, And showers the same kind of love On one who doesn't bear his name, A child not his by birth, A step-child in his home, One he takes into his heart And treats just like his own, The greatest kind of tribute This father ever had, Was when this step-child said of him, "I love him, he's my Dad!" -- Anita Burney ___________________________________________ Anita says, "As Father's Day approaches, I wanted to write a tribute to step-dads. My daughter's husband was a step-dad to my grandson for about 15 years, until my grandson was killed in an auto accident at the age of 20. Delbert always treated him the same as he did his own children and was devastated when he was killed. Mike was asked once how he felt about having a step-father and his answer was, "I love him -- he's my Dad!" =========================================================== >-->From Our Friend Fran :) _____ / \/_ //\__(\_\ |\ ^ ^ | .//_O \O_ \ \_ (_) / \ \_/ / __/\ /\__ / \ \ / / \ / \/\/\/ \ / | . | \ / | . | \ JRO >ONE GLAD DAD I am one glad dad these days. I feel so very blessed. Every day I thank God for these three wonderful souls He sent to be my children. They all have such beautiful spirits. They all bring joy to me and to the world around them every single day. It is always such a pleasure to take walks around town with my oldest son. He has more people say "Hi" to him in a day than I do in a week. This is because his goodness and friendliness touches the hearts of everyone he meets. My youngest son rarely speaks at all, yet his spirit shines in other ways. His spontaneous joy and delight in the simplest things makes me smile and his wonderful laughter sounds as beautiful as an angel’s song. Both of my sons do have Autism, but Autism doesn't have them. My boys also remind me that sometimes the brightest souls come to Earth in disguise. They come hidden in broken bodies and handicapped minds. They come needing our help and care, yet at the same time they show the rest of us how to live. They go around spreading love, sharing joy, and shining God’s light. And they help us to realize that we can do the same. Those who know them often become better because of them too. I know that my daughter’s kind, giving, and loving heart has grown stronger and more beautiful because of them. She has had to face a lot growing up with two "special" brothers, but she has used it all to become the wonderful, young woman she is today. Her own spirit glows so brightly. She has already become one of those shining souls who makes the world a better place just by being in it. I think that I will remain one glad dad for all of my days here. Life has given me a lot of challenges and struggles to face, but God has given me the love, joy, and strength to face them. Life has given me two handicapped sons to raise and care for, but Heaven has blessed me with three shining souls to show me what it means to live and what it means to love. - unknown --- ...So sweet! Thanks Fran! =========================================================== >-->From Archives InspiredBuffalo: ___ ,-'" "`-. ,'_ `. / / \ ,- \ __ | \_0 --- | / | | | \ \ `--.______,-/ | ___) \ ,--"" ,/ | / _ \ \-_____,- / \__-/ \ | `. ,' \___/ < ´--------' \__/\ | Wny \__// >WHEN YOU BELIEVE YOU CAN, YOU CAN. Don't be afraid of what life has to offer you. If you believe that life is worth living, your belief will help create the fact. Success is a state of mind. If you want to be successful, start thinking of yourself as being successful. The barrier between you and success is not something that exists in the real world. It's simply composed of doubts about your ability. Your only limits to your realization of tomorrow will be your doubts of today. You are what you believe yourself to be. -<>- ,---. / | / | / | / | ___,' | < -' : `-.__..--'``-,_\_ |o/ ` :,.)_`> :/ ` ||/) (_.).__,-` |\ /( `.`` `| : \'`-.) ` ; ; | ` /-< | ` / `. ,-_-..____ /| ` :__..-'\ /,'-.__\\ ``-./ :` ; \ `\ `\ `\\ \ : ( ` / , `. \ \` \ \\ | | ` : : .\ \ \ `\_ )) : ; | | ): : (`-.-'\ || |\ \ ` ; ; | | \-_ `;;._ ( ` / /_ | | `-.-.// ,'`-._\__/_,' ; | \:: : / ` , / | || | ( ,' / / | || ,' / SSt| >I Remember Papa When I was a kid, a father was like the light in a refrigerator. Every house had one, but nobody knew what either of them did once the door was shut. My dad left the house every morning and always seemed glad to see everyone at night. He opened the jar of pickles when nobody else could. He was the only one in the house who wasn't afraid to go to the basement by himself. He cut himself shaving, but no one kissed it or got excited about it. It was understood whenever it rained, he got the car and brought it around to the door. When anyone was sick, he got the prescription filled. He set mousetraps, cut back the roses to the thorns, wouldn't clip you when you came to the front door. When I got a bike, he ran alongside me for at least a thousand miles until I got the hang of it. I was afraid of everyone else's father, but not my own. Once I made him tea. It was only sugar water, but he sat on a small chair and said it was delicious. Whenever I played house, the mother doll had a lot to do. I never knew what to do with the daddy doll, so I had him say, "I'm going off to work now," and threw him under the bed. When I was nine years old, my father didn't get up one morning and go to work. He went to the hospital and died the next day. I went to my room and felt under my bed for the daddy doll. When I found him, I dusted him off and put him on my bed. He never did anything - I didn't know his leaving would hurt so much. I still don't know why. -<>- ___ /_\_\ |;-^-'| ; ._ d - j :. ,<%@. |-_-| / \ {_ _,l ___/\_ _/\_ \,< ___ <~L~>\. /___\_\'/_/_`-.( `___\ \ - |` /___ \ \|/|po /||_/-___L":--;" L _ \ \ |o|LY| |(n==\^\^''--`-,-_ [-><-]=3 || ^;| |`\ _')>\ /<__/\ |< !c)|o ; |;| "| _' \ \/ /po | |- | | ; ' |,-. |.V \/ |LY | |\__, _L |o : | / \ \||\ |o^ ^| | _|/| / _\__ : / 7 '<|`. | | | / |L/ < /\: | Y \ | \|' | | | |/ /_ | | | | \| A|. | | /| |/|PO| | || | | |V| | | || |<|LY| | || | |,| | |_ | / | | ^^ | | | | | |____| |" | | | | | | | | |#^' |4 \ | | | | | | |,| | |%_| | | |m | A \ | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | / | / | | \ || | | | | | | / /| |__| || | | l | | |> / / | | \___/|_A_| | | | | / / | | | | || |m1a >When God Created Fathers When the Lord was creating fathers, he started with a tall frame. And an angel nearby said, "What kind of father is that? If you're going to make children so close to the ground, why have you put father up so high? He won't be able to shoot marbles without kneeling, or kiss and tuck a child in bed without bending." God smiled and said, "Yes, but if I make him child size, who would children have to look up to?" And when God made father's hand, they were very large and strong. The angel shook his head sadly and said, "Do you know what you are doing? Large hands are clumsy. They can't manage diaper pins, small buttons, rubber bands or ponytails, or even remove splinters caused by baseball bats." God smiled and said, "I know, but they're large enough to hold everything a small son empties from his pockets at the end of the day... yet small enough to cup a daughters face in his hands." Then God molded long, slim legs and broad shoulders. The angel nearly had a heart attack. "Boy, this is the end of the week, all right!" he sighed, "Do you realize you just made a father without a lap? How is he going to pull a child close and hold him without the kid falling between his legs?" God smiled and said, "A father needs strong shoulders to pull a sled, balance a boy on a bicycle, or hold a sleepy head on the way home from the circus." God was in the middle of creating two of the largest feet anyone had ever seen when the angel could contain himself no longer. "That's not fair! Do you honestly think those large things are going to dig out of bed early in the morning when the baby cries, or walk through a small birthday party without crushing at least three of the guest?" God smiled and said, "They'll work. You'll see. They'll support a small child who wants to ride a horse to the kitchen and back, or scare off mice at the summer cabin, or display shoes that will be a challenge to fill." God worked throughout the night, giving the father few words, but a firm, authoritative voice; eyes that saw everything, but remained calm and tolerant. Finally, almost as an after thought, he added. tears. Then he turned to the angel and said, "Now there you have it, the complete dad!" And the angel, shuteth up. By Erma Bombeck If your father is still with us tell him how much you love him. If he is with mine in heaven cherish the memories. -<>- ,---------------------------------------------------++++------. | ,-------------------. `T$b. PL | | | _,_ | NAME: Marek `T$b. | | | ,qZW$$$$Hz, | SURNAME: Jaworski `T$b.| | | J#&$SwzwS$&#L | NICKNAME: javera `T$l | | @#' '#@ | SIG: MjJ `l | | dY , Yb | ADRESS: Gorzow Wlkp. | | | ?J : L? | Wyszynskiego 146b/1 | | | ! L. ! | | | | : : | MOBILE NUMBER: n/a | | | ' +--' ' | HOME NUMBER: [classified] | | | :, ,: | WORK NUMBER: n/a | | | : `"" : | E-MAIL javera(at)tenbit.pl | | |.-=='"` ``"'==,| GG IM: 5353051 | | | | ' _ _ _ | | '^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^' | (_| \ / (-' |' (_| | | -' ` ` `` ' ` | | | | HomePage: http://www.javera.prv.pl/ | |-----------------------------------+--------------+----------| | OFFICIAL ASCII-ART ARTIST LICENSE | NO: PL090688 | 23/03/03 | '-----------------------------------^--------------^----------' MEXICO, Mo. (01-10-07) - Ray Heilwagen has his wallet back, 62 years after he lost it in France during World War II. Late last year, Heilwagen received a call from Stephen Breitenstein of Palatine, Ill. "He said, 'Did you lose a billfold?' and I remembered I did," Heilwagen told the Hannibal Courier-Post. "Then he said, 'I found it and will send it to you.' "I could hardly believe it." Breitenstein's father, who also served in France during World War II, recently died. Digging through his father's possessions - ironically on Veteran's Day - Stephen Breitenstein found the old wallet. He figured his dad found it during the war and brought it home, hoping to find the owner. Not knowing how to do so, he left it in a drawer for more than six decades. Using the Internet, Breitenstein tracked down Heilwagen. After their phone conversation, he mailed the wallet to him. "He sent it to me, and I received it in very good order," Heilwagen said."It had everything in it - (French) francs and pictures and my original Social Security card and some receipts." The wallet also included an article from the Courier-Post (Heilwagen grew up in Hannibal) that his parents had mailed to him during the war. Heilwagen served with the Army's 79th Infantry Division of the U.S. Army, which was in combat in France from their arrival in July 1944 until he was injured and hospitalized that November with a leg injury. He received a Purple Heart and a Bronze Star. "We were in combat continuously, every day almost," he recalled. "We were in a battle and received small arms fire, then a German mortar came in and exploded. It blew me into the river, and I had about five pieces of shrapnel in my right leg." As medics helped him in the field, Heilwagen recalled pulling out his billfold to look at pictures. The next day, he was taken to a French hospital, where the shrapnel was removed. "They were getting ready to ship me out to another hospital, and I looked for my billfold, and it was gone," said Heilwagen, who was later discharged and returned to Missouri. He retired after a 39- year career with Southwestern Bell Telephone. As for Breitenstein, "I was impressed that a stranger would go to such trouble to locate me and return my wallet," Heilwagen said. -<>- .---. .---. ,';' `.';' `.. f :Bo. ` d88: `\ /d88P' `\ ; /d888P' `. ',d8&8P' : ;d8&7' | :8: | qx >ALWAYS THERE What can I say about you dad that qualifies as praise? The way you show your love for me in many different ways. The words may not be spoken to express that love for me, But I know dad you love me, it's in everything I see. I see how hard you work to earn a living everyday, And I know where the money goes when you receive your pay. You take care of the family as you work to earn a living, But more than monetarily you just can't stop from giving. Unselfishly you sacrifice your time and energy, And always when I need your help you still have time for me. There's nothing you won't do for me if it is for my best, Even times when it may seem that I am just a pest. You've made me realize that I can always count on you, That I will have your full support in anything that I do. To know I have your backing when I have tried different things, Gives me so much courage as I try to spread my wings. Never have you wavered in responsibility, Always being just exactly what a dad should be. You have always been there for me and you know it's true, That is why I say these words with pride "Dad I love you." By James "Poppy" Kisner -<>- v~v~v~v !@!@!@! >BROWNIES WITH ICING By, Kathleene S. Baker On Father's Day I'll wander down memory lane and I'll smile knowing my dad, at 89.5 years of age, is doing likewise. With many miles between us, I'm seldom with Dad on Father's Day and this year will be no different. Sure, we'll share a cheerful chat on the phone and he will thank me for his card and gift. Nonetheless, we won't feel cheated by the status of a calendar?for we have oodles of memories to sustain us. For us, Father's Day is whenever we are fortunate enough to be together. It's not as often as I'd like, but when it happens we have extended visits ?not just a few days. Recently I went home and spent an entire month with Dad; each and every day was a joyful celebration! That equals 30 years worth of Father's Days rolled into one get-together - ?it doesn't get any better than that. Our month of memory making took us down pathways abundant with twists, turns, and even a few detours. With Dad being a man of hearty appetite and having a knack for cooking, a stormy-day detour chased us from the lake where we were fishing and sent us straight to the kitchen. "Kathy," Dad said, "don't you think we should bake a pan of brownies?" In translation, that meant Kathy would you bake a pan of brownies? His sweet tooth had been deprived of dessert for at least three days? mercy! "Sure! You just relax while I mix up a batch." Dad is a fine cook, but he also enjoys being pampered and out of the kitchen now and then. Who doesn't? I'd barely begun when I heard horse hooves, gunshots, and the voice of John Wayne. It was time for Dad's afternoon western. I soon popped the brownies into the oven. "Dad, how long's it been since you've had icing on your brownies?" His blue eyes twinkled at the thought. "Way too long!" While I frosted brownies, Dad rode sidekick with John Wayne through the Montana high country. At the next commercial, he dismounted and sauntered into the kitchen to clean out the icing bowl, while I expected to hear the clatter of spurs against the kitchen floor. "What kind of icing is this? I know it's chocolate but it tastes a little different than usual." "Dad, it's chocolate mocha. I know Mom made it from time to time." "Well, if she did, I sure don't remember it!" He left not one smidgen of icing and nearly scraped the finish right off the bowl. Still smacking his lips, he yanked a recipe card out of a drawer and scribbled detailed instructions for making chocolate mocha icing. Baking brownies, and icing them for John Wayne's sidekick, is a recent memory that will dance through my mind on Father's Day. Still, if I were able to spend the actual occasion with Dad, I know exactly how we'd observe his special day. I'd pack a picnic basket brimming over with wonderful treats and we'd share a feast while fishing. And, for dessert? Well, brownies with icing? - what else? ©Kathleene S. 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He is so good - even other professional magicians can't figure out how he does it. https://youtu.be/CRpz0zuAGVs --- ...Wow! Thanks LouiseAu! 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 LouiseAu :) sSSSSSs SS;; SSSS S< ?SSS S> SSS ___)(____ ( \/ ) \||, )( ( / ( \\/ /\ / \ \ \./ )==( / / / \//' ( '|\` \ / >Life Gets Better :With Age, * I've learned that... our dog doesn't want to eat my broccoli either. Age 7 * I've learned that... when I wave to people in the country, they stop what they are doing and wave back. Age 9 * I've learned that... just when I get my room the way I like it, Mom makes me clean it up again. Age 12 * I've learned that... if you want to cheer yourself up, you should try cheering someone else up. Age 14 * I've learned that... although it's hard to admit it, I'm secretly glad my parents are strict with me. Age 15 * I've learned that... silent company is often more healing than words of advice. Age 24 * I've learned that... brushing my child's hair is one of life's great? pleasures. Age 26 *I've learned that... wherever I go, the world's worst drivers have followed me there. Age 29 * I've learned that... if someone says something unkind about me, I must live so that no one will believe it Age 30 * I've learned that... there are people who love you dearly but just don't know how to show it. Age 42 * I've learned... that you can make someone's day by simply sending them a little note. Age 44 * I've learned that... the greater a person's sense of guilt, the greater his or her need to cast blame on others. Age 46 * I've learned that... children and grandparents are natural allies. Age 47 * I've learned that... no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on and it will be better tomorrow. Age 48 * I've learned that... singing "Amazing Grace" can lift my spirits for hours. Age 49 * I've learned that... motel mattresses are better on the side away from the phone. Age 50 * I've learned that... you can tell a lot about a man by the way he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. Age 51 * I've learned that... keeping a vegetable garden is worth a medicine cabinet full of pills. Age 52 * I've learned that... regardless of your relationship with your parents, you miss them terribly after they die. Age 53 * I've learned that... making a living is not the same thing as making a life. Age 58 * I've learned that... life sometimes gives you a second chance. Age 62 * I've learned that... you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back. Age 64 * I've learned that... if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But if you focus on your family, the needs of others, your work, meeting new people, And doing the very best you can, happiness will find you. Age 65 * I've learned that... whenever I decide something with kindness, I usually make the right decision. Age 66 * I've learned that... everyone can use a prayer. Age 72 * I've learned that... even when I have pains, I don't have to be one. Age 74 * I've learned that... every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch - holding hands, a warm hug, Or just a friendly pat on the back. Age 76 * I've learned that... life is what you make it, and your life is much better when you make someone happy. Age 80+ --- ...Aww, such good truths! Thanks LouiseAu! ========================================================== ______ _\ _~-\___ = = ==(____AA____D \_____\___________________,-~~~~~~~`-.._ / o O o o o o O O o o o o o o O o |\_ `~-.__ ___..----.. ) `---~~\___________/------------````` = ===(_________D -Roland >The Tall Man Story Editor: by Caitlin Mercer Joyce Schowalter California, USA It didn't start out as a big deal. We were waiting to board our flight out of Portland, Oregon, heading to Ontario, California on a Friday evening. The gate had been changed, and everyone was now just anxious to get on the plane and get home. A man escorted an elderly Asian couple through the line. I assumed he was their son. At the head of the line, it was clear the couple spoke almost no English. A gate attendant was kind enough to escort them out onto the tarmac and onto the right gangway to our plane. I boarded the plane a few moments behind them and witnessed some confusion. The couple had taken the first two open seats, not understanding the seat numbers on their boarding passes. A tall man tried to show them how to identify the correct seat numbers, and when they didn't understand, he motioned to them to follow him, and kindly guided them to their correct seats. I noted his kind act and smiled, though I figured it was the sort of little kindness any one of us would do. We waited for an eternity to depart, and finally the captain announced that there was minor trouble with a cargo net and we would be delayed. After more time passed, we were advised we would need to deplane and wait for another plane. I thought immediately of the Asian couple and how confusing this would be for them. I waited for one of my carry-on luggage pieces to come out of the cargo hold, and when I got into the terminal I looked for them. I needn't have worried. The same tall man was with them. He guided them to the terminal where we were to wait, gesturing for them to stick with him. Our terminal was now overcrowded with impatient commuters waiting for the replacement flight, and there was nowhere for them to sit with three adjacent seats. The tall man spotted a woman sitting alone with an empty seat on each side of her and explained that he was looking after the couple. He asked if she would be willing to give up her seat, and she graciously did so. We waited another 45 minutes before boarding the new plane. The tall man sat with the couple during the wait, made sure they found the restroom, got a cup of coffee, a snack, anything they needed. Maybe another aggravated, tired commuter would have seen this as a pain in the neck. But this man didn't. I'm not sure if it "put him out" to help them. When the opportunity arose, he took responsibility for seeing it through. Really, it seemed he hardly saw it as an inconvenience at all -- just a chance to do good. =======HeroicStories======= >-->From LaughAndLift: "The Bible is meant to be read in fellowship with God. Things can get really weird if we don't." - John Eldredge , , /////| ///// | ///// | |~~~| | | |===| |/| | B |/| | | I | | | | B | | | | L | / | E | / |===|/ jgs '---' >Understanding What God Says (By Alan Smith) A Swiss guy, looking for directions, pulls up at a bus stop where two Americans are waiting. "Entschuldigung, koennen Sie Deutsch sprechen?" he says. The two Americans just stare at him. "Excusez-moi, parlez vous Francais?" The two continue to stare. "Parlare Italiano?" No response. "Hablan ustedes Espanol?" Still nothing. The Swiss guy drives off, extremely disgusted. The first American turns to the second and says, "Y'know, maybe we should learn a foreign language...." "Why?" says the other, "That fellow knew four languages, and it didn't do him any good." It's true. Knowing a lot of languages is no guarantee that you can communicate with someone (though it may increase your chances!). Even Jesus, the great communicator, found that there were people who couldn't understand what he was saying. "Therefore I speak to them in parables, because seeing they do not see, and hearing they do not hear, nor do they understand...." (Matthew 13:13) Why? It wasn't a problem of languages; it was a problem of the heart. "For the hearts of this people have grown dull. Their ears are hard of hearing, and their eyes they have closed, lest they should see with their eyes and hear with their ears, lest they should understand with their hearts and turn, so that I should heal them." (Matthew 13:15) Prayer: "Father, there are times when I am so slow to understand what you would have me to say and do. Though you speak clearly to me through your Word, my heart is not always receptive to what you have to say. Please help me to open my eyes and ears, and to get rid of everything that stands in the way of me hearing your voice. In Jesus' name, amen." -<>- "One afternoon, I noticed a young lady at the service, whom I knew to be a Sunday School teacher. After the service, I asked her where her class was. 'Oh,' said she, 'I went to the school, and found only a little boy, and so I came away.' 'Only a little boy!' said I; 'Think of the value of one such soul! The fires of a Reformation may be slumbering in that tow- headed boy; there may be a young Knox, or a Wesley, or a Whitefield in your class.'" - D. L. Moody , , /////| ///// | ///// | |~~~| | | |===| |/| | B |/| | | I | | | | B | | | | L | / | E | / |===|/ jgs '---' >Father's Day Devotional: Christian Fathers Trudging through the deep snow, a little boy was following his father. "How's it coming?" asked the father. His son answered, "It's easy, Dad. I'm just stepping in your tracks." On this Father's Day it is good for all fathers to realize the awesome responsibility God has given them: to bring up their children in the training and instruction of the Lord. It is not easy to be a Christian father. Countless are the temptations that prevent fathers from spending both quality and quantity time with their children. All too often fathers send conflicting signals to their children, "Do as I say, not as I do." To whom can fathers turn to fulfill their responsibilities? To God and to His word. Our God not only tells us how we are to live, He also empowers us to accomplish it. All fathers have fallen short of what God expects of them. However, because we have a loving, heavenly Father who sent His Son to rescue us from our sins, all earthly fathers not only can receive forgiveness of sins but also the strength and power to be the kind of father God wants them to be. Prayer: Heavenly Father, thank you for this wonderful day in which we celebrate the role of the father. Please help all fathers to live like Christian fathers, reflecting Your love to the glory of Jesus Christ. Amen. --from Portals of Prayer - June 20, 1999. SUBSCRIBE INFO Want to receive a Christian inspirational item AND great clean humor in an email to you each day of the week? It's easy and FREE! Read all about Laugh & Lift at http://www.laughandlift.com ========================================================== _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _( )_ ( ) ( ) _( )_ ( ) ( ) _( )_ ( ` ' )| |_| | _ _ __ ( ` ' )| |_| | _ _ __ ( ` ' ) > < | _ |( ) ( ) /'_ `\ > < | _ |( ) ( ) /'_ `\ > < (_, ,_)| | | || (_) |( (_) |(_, ,_)| | | || (_) |( (_) |(_, ,_) (_) (_) (_)`\___/'`\__ | (_) (_) (_)`\___/'`\__ | (_) ( )_) | ( )_) | \___/' \___/' unknown >-->MY CHILD, I LOVE YOU, COME CLOSER (By Debbie Preuss, January 9, 2005) My Child, I love you, come closer to Me I know you're not, where you want to be Draw nearer child, don't be afraid I know that your faith is beginning to fade Come closer My child, and then you will see Just how much, you truly matter to Me I miss you so much, when you wander away I'm waiting for you, please don't go astray Read My words. and know that they're true I love you so much, I gave My Son for you I long to hold you, My precious dove To shower you, with My endless love I'm watching you child, I see the tear in your eye I want to hold you, while you sob and cry I see the struggles that you're going through I want to remind you, that I'm here for you No matter what comes, what your struggles may be Come now My child, come closer to Me I'll give you the strength, to get you through For My precious one, I truly do love you So come back to Me, I'm waiting right here I know you feel far away, but I am so near Just turn around, run to My embrace I will wipe every tear from your face I know you're not, where you want to be My child, I love you, come closer to Me >Updated FUN STUFF URLS - Oh Yeah Shangy! ---------------------------------------------------------------------- http://www.ShangralaFamilyFun.com/urls.html FUN URLS ---------------------------------------------------------------------- -->ShangyFunList AD RATES: $20 will get your a message (of up to 40 words) out to all self-subscribed readers and $5 more will give you the same message also put up for all web site readers. 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