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[] (((( `.`\ :: [] )))`\ \)).-;.' .------, [] (() `._.-'` _( )[] )/ `. | .'`^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^))\`.----'`[] jgs ( \' { ~ - ~~ _ ~ - ~~ - ~ - (( | | [] .-.--\ \ { )) | | [] |_;_._`\ |{ ((__|_|-----[] | ; ``` ;{ )) [] | /``-.____/ `~~~[]~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~'-' [] `' (__) (__) I hope all of you have spent some time today in prayer. I was watching Fox News last night and they said something that still bothers me. Our Pres. Obama has opted not to publicly recognize our National Day Of Prayer. While some may think this is his right and we know he has chosen to do this because of separation of church and state thingy, but I have to ask, how did we get the National Day of Prayer in the first place? Wasn't it a day set aside by the President of the United States for all of us to humble ourselves before God and pray for our country, soldiers, freedom, and loved ones? Why would he opt out? It is a national observance. It isn't like it is a sunday go to church thing. Well, let's look it up :) _ _|_|_ ,|_| |_|_ || | | |_| || | | | | || | | | | _|| | | | | ||)\ ^ ^ ^ | || | | || | | || | | \\ | \\ / ejm )\ ( / \ \ / \ \ \ \ >History of America's National Day of Prayer: 1775: The Continental Congress issues a proclamation setting aside a day of prayer. 1795: George Washington declares Feb. 19th a Day for Prayer and public thanksgiving. About 1813: James Madison designates a Day of Prayer. 1863: Abraham Lincoln signs a Congressional Resolution calling for a Day of Prayer on March 30th. 1952: President Truman signs into Law a bill proclaiming a National Day of Prayer (NDP), passed unanimously by Congress. The Bill requires the President to choose a Day for Prayer each year. 2001: The 50th National Day of Prayer. An estimated 2.5 million persons in America participate in about 30,000 events nationwide. Wasn't it Obama who kept saying he was so much like Lincoln? Saying and doing are obviously two different things! I think the ACLU has our President too much in their pocket else he would do the right and proper thing and publicly observe the National Day of Prayer along with all the fine people in this nation that he is supposed to be leading over! "If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land." -II Chronicles 7:14 Oh, well, we knew what we were getting before we voted. This is what most have said they want. A president who does not follow the Word Of God but does his own thing because he doesn't want religion in his leadership. Thus he does most everything he can to prove he is not following after God. He is pro choice, pro gay, and pro anti-Christ in government and public places, It is too bad that a literal translation of that is a Country that is seperating itself from God. It is up to us who love and acknowledge God in ALL OUR WAYS to pray for this country and alas, for his sorry you know what. He should read Proverbs chapter 3. As for us, let us pray "Dear God Almighty, please bless this land and it's people. Open their eyes so that they may see and know to do you sweet will. Guide them, love them and protect them and Please do not forget our beloved soldiers and their families. Please prosper all thoughts and plans that are according to your will and likewise please foil all plots and plans around the world that are against your Word. As our Lord once prayed, please dear Father God, let your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Bless our leaders and help them true to know and do your will. Keep your children, alive in the flesh, safe from all accident, harm, injury, pestilence, disease, virus and evil doing. Love them, bless them and prosper them true. Give them sound bodies, souls, minds and hearts dear Father, in Christ's Name we pray, AMEN." -<>- >Please Be Sure To Check These Out: __ __ .' `...' `. __| | |__ .' \ . / `. | ./###\. | >---- |#####| ----< | `\###/' | `.__ / . \ __.' /| | | / `.___.^.___.' | | \ \ )\ `. /' | \ /' ) \ /' /' \ /' /' \( /' ) /' | /' |( axiac || Give Me Flowers: http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/poems/flowers.html Why My Son http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/why.html Dreamy Ladies http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/dreamy.html Be Ye Thankful http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/BibleStudy/beyethankful.html Doing All The Word http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/BibleStudy/doingallword.html Tithing And The Law http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/BibleStudy/tithingandthelaw.html Meditating On The Word Of God http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/BibleStudy/meditating.html Strengthening Your Faith http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/BibleStudy/strengtheningfaith.html You Are The Only You God Has http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/BibleStudy/onlyyougodhas.html ============= >-->From Our Friends At CES: !|| !|||| ,/|||| !|'''| `\ | )\ \ ejm / \ \ \ Prayer Matters: http://www.truthortradition.com/emails/ndp_email2.html ============= >-->From ACLJ: !|| !|||| ,/|||| !|'''| `\ | )\ \ ejm / \ \ \ The National Day of Prayer - a longstanding American tradition - is today. I hope you'll be able to participate in it this year ... and, indeed, for many years to come. But it's in question - because of a federal lawsuit. In fact, the ACLJ is currently representing 31 Members of Congress (including Rep. J. Randy Forbes of Virginia, who chairs the Congressional Prayer Caucus) in a crucial lawsuit attacking the constitutionality of the National Day of Prayer. We have filed an amicus brief with a Wisconsin federal court asking the court to dismiss the case. Our argument is very clear: The National Day of Prayer is deeply embedded in the tradition and history of this country, and such a proclamation and observance does not violate the Establishment Clause of the First Amendment. Sadly, this lawsuit - brought by the Freedom From Religion Foundation (FFRF), a Wisconsin-based organization - is another twisted legal attempt to remove prayer from public life. It specifically challenges the constitutionality of a 1988 federal law giving the President the authority to designate the first Thursday in May as a National Day of Prayer. A day set aside for prayer for our country is a time-honored tradition - dating back to the late 1700s. From the time of our Founding Fathers to the present day, such proclamations and observances reflect the nation's rich history. There is no constitutional crisis here. We are hopeful that the court will take the only action appropriate in this case and DISMISS this lawsuit. Our brief states that since our country's inception, nearly every president has issued proclamations calling the nation to pray for a variety of purposes. In addition: ''Despite the long history of official government acknowledgment of the role of religion in American life, there are still those who, like FFRF, seek relentless extirpation of all religious expression and reference from public life.'' We argue that there are numerous legal decisions ''including Supreme Court precedent'' backing the constitutionality of the observance. You can read the entire brief here. http://tinyurl.com/ct3ntv Also, we have an entire section of our website dedicated to resources about prayer, including: public prayer, praying at school, and prayer in the workplace. Thank you so much for your support. ACLJ - American Center for Law and Justice ============= >-->From SermondFodder: !|| !|||| ,/|||| !|'''| `\ | )\ \ ejm / \ \ \ >National Day of Prayer 2009 The 58th Annual National Day of Prayer will take place Thursday, May 7, 2009. Millions will unite in prayer as thousands of events will take place from coast to coast. The theme for this year is "Prayer... America's Hope" and is based on the verse from Psalm 33:22 which states: "May your unfailing love rest upon us, O Lord, even as we put our hope in you." Beth Moore will join Shirley Dobson to lead the nation in prayer as the 2009 Honorary Chairman of the National Day of Prayer Task Force. You can check for a National Day of Prayer event nearest you by going to http://www.ndptf.org/home/home.html and clicking on the map. If you are unable to attend an official event, take a few moments to pray for our country and our leaders. Here are just a few ways you can enjoy some of the many celebrations on May 7th, the National Day of Prayer: Begin your morning in prayer - Prayer for Our Nation by Beth Moore Watch the LIVE Webcast or Televised Program of the National Observance in Washington D.C. (9:00 a.m. - 12:00 noon EST) Join some of the NDP staff on the LIVE Prayer Chatroom on OurPrayer.org (12:00 noon - 12:30 p.m. CST) Attend a local event - many events occur over the lunch hour Join the Greater Calling - Prayer Rally by Telephone Participate in the Online Prayer Rally on Tangle.com Watch the LIVE Webcast of NDP Los Angeles from Hollywood, CA (7:30 - 9:30 p.m. PST) Celebrate America's 58th annual National Day of Prayer from our nation's capitol. The National Observance will take place, Thursday, May 7th, in Washington D.C. from 9:00 a.m. to 12:00 noon and will be broadcast LIVE via webcast and through GOD TV, channel 365 on Direct TV and channel 138 on Sky Angel. The webcast will be accessible through Tangle and NDP. Speakers will include Beth Moore and Dr. James and Shirley Dobson Media Contact Info Media: media@nationaldayofprayer.org ============= >-->Something more to pray for... !|| !|||| ,/|||| !|'''| `\ | )\ \ ejm / \ \ \ [POLITICS] "I WANT MY COUNTRY BACK!" By Rick Roberts - 760 KFMB AM I don't mean to go off on a rant here, but here's the bottom line, I want my country back. I want my kids to be able to walk to the store or walk to school without being abducted by some 3-time convicted child molester. And the politically correct powers that be in this country just can't seem to get over themselves with "CAN'T WE JUST HELP THIS PERSON!" No! You can't. But they're let loose to prey on more children. I want my kids back. I want my country back. I don't agree with everything this President does. I've never a greed with anything 100% that any President has done or said. Few people do. You know, I was very young during the Vietnam War. So I probably missed that thing by a hair. I don't know whether I would have agreed with that or not at the time. I was too stupid to have an opinion at that point and time even though I thought I did. I want some semblance of respect for authority, whether I agree with it all or not. I want the Boy Scouts to be "boy" scouts, not boy and "we think she's a girl" scouts. I want Girl Scouts to be "girl" scouts not Girl Scouts and "Bruce." I want to be able to wake up in the morning knowing that I can walk outside without some gang-banger on parole taking my life. Or being able to go down and purchase a car without having to worry about you know 90% of the parts being made overseas in some sweatshop. I want my politicians, when they finally do get my vote, to do what the hell they said they were going to do in the first place. I want the Abramoff's of the world to be labeled what they....nothing more than organized crime in a better suit. I want people to say something and when they say something look at me in the eye. And mean what they say. Not say what they think I want to hear. And then do what they want to later politically or any other way. I want to be able to go out and work and make a decent wage and buy a home. Half the people that are listening to me right now can't even afford to buy a house unless they're working three jobs. And I want America to be America. All of those opportunities, all of those things that made her great, I want those returned to the forefront. If you want to come to this country we welcome you with open arms. We simply ask that you abi de by our laws. I don't want you to snub your nose at our laws, then take advantage of our opportunities, and then cling to the constitution most of which you can't even read because you don't speak the language. I want us to secure our borders because the country is worth securing. The people that live here are worth protecting. I want my children back. I want some semblance of what this country used to be. It's worth protecting. It's worth defending. I don't recognize this country anymore. Not politically, not philosophically, not spiritually. Whether you like it or whether you don't, God was a part of building this great nation. To remove him is to take away the very foundation of what this country was all about. I don't care about your political correctness! I don't want to know your sexual preference! I could care less about all of that. Stop making it the headline of the day! That's not America. I want my country back! And the only way I'm ever going to be able to get this country back is if I reach out to the brothers and the sisters that all feel the same way and we say "Hell No! You can't have our country. " It's not for sale! Take the price tag off this country! Take the price tag off the heads of our children! Stop it already! The politically-correct-psychobabble-hug-a-tree-experts ~~ You are not qualified to release sex offenders back into our neighborhoods. The southern border, more than any other border, needs to be secured tomorrow. For all those that wish to come to this country to take advantage of her opportunity, to live under a constitution~ a living document that breathes in and out just like you do~ this country is not f or sale. I should know. I'm one of the owners. You can't sell it without my permission. I want my country back! By Rick Roberts - 760 KFMB AM --- ...I found this in my archives from the year 2006! This was when Bush was Pres. Now we have great 'change' - we have Obama. I just heard on Fox News that they voted on the 'hate crimes' bill and purposely excluded Vets from the bill but left in Pedophiles and all other sexual offenders. They want the sexual deviants to have extra protection under this hate crime bill but our Vets targeted just because they are a veteran would get no extra protection. Not relevant say they. I think there is something wrong with their thought processes. They are messed up and certainly don't have what God would call a 'sound mind'. They are saying let us protect those who prey on society instead of those who aide our society. Not right in their thinking process! Also let me say too there has been much talk about torture and that America does not torture and that people may have to pay for the torture of these latest prisoners of war. Did anyone see the smuggled video of the man that was tortured because he was a thief? Now that was too horrible for me to watch all the way through. That was what I call torture. Put in a cell with green woolly caterpillars or strapped to a board and held under water for very short periods of time while a doctor is present to make sure all is OK for the prisoner, is nothing compared to what I saw them do to this man. They had him bound and held him down while they shoved sand in his mouth, beat him with a camel whip, and finally what I could not watch any more was a sharp nail in a two by four being busted across his bare bottom. All because he stole grain and he was being made an example of. Sure it was some $5,000 worth, but that was still torture. I look to the golden rule for my guidance. 'Do unto others as you would have them do unto you'. Lets be fair people. If I had information that would stop the golden gate bridge from being destroyed and thus save some 10,000 innocent lives from being lost or seriously injured and I would not tell you about it, then I would say, water board me! If that might make me tell you! Life is most precious! More precious then me getting wet or suffering some indignity! Answer that one yourself. I'm sure our leaders who are sworn to serve and protect us answered the same way and thus went ahead with this enhanced interrogation. In their place, so would I. If I didn't and many lives were lost because I stood on some moral principal that I would not even keep for my own self, then I would never forgive myself. I can see why they did what they did! They were sworn to. They had to do what they felt was best for the good of the people. After all, these prisoners had the mentallity to force innocent people to die with them in a plane to destroy a building they knew could hurt or kill thousands of innocent people. You have to keep this in mind. You are not dealing with people who have any value of life. Not even of their own. You have to do what you have to do and let the 'golden rule' be your guide. Thank God They Did! May God bless them abundantly! ========================== >-->From Liberty Counsel: The New York Times has joined the chorus of leftist groups that are now pushing the anti-faith hate crimes bill. The timing of the Times’ editorial leads me to believe that the Senate vote on hate crimes is imminent. The good news is -- we have added more than 15,000 signers to our petition in the past 48 hours and now have over 50,000 petitions on hand! I feel we must reach 75,000 petitions as quickly as possible. Please forward this message to your friends and ask them to join you in signing the petition by clicking here: http://www.libertyaction.org/r.asp?u=18886&PID=18134714 + + New Legal Memorandum on Hate Crimes Bill Also, my staff just completed a new Legal Memorandum on the impact of this anti-faith hate crimes bill. You can access this memorandum here: http://www.libertyaction.org/r.asp?u=18886&PID=18134714 Thank you so much for your partnership with Liberty Counsel in this urgent campaign to stop the anti-faith hate crimes legislation. Mathew Staver, Founder and Chairman Liberty Counsel ================================================================== >-->From Heartwarmers: ,"=-. / _),`'". ( /a( ), ) ) C = = ?/ ( )) (_ o-< ) ( `-' \; ( \_ ( | \ ) )| \_/} \ \ \(_;/-|_) )/) `._,--/ / / `!__!! ( (_o)) ---`-._, )--- ------( / |---- | ( | :__/|\_; \ |/ )(\_ /_)--` gpyy \_! >BLESSINGS TO ALL MOMS by Karen Carroll My mother, Irene, bore 8 children in a 12 year span. I was the 7th out of 8 and the last girl. Mother, as we all called her, was a stay at home mom until my brother and I were in Kindergarten and 1st grade respectively. She spent her whole life taking care of, and raising eight strong and independent children. She worked in my elementary school as a librarian, and in my middles school as an aide. She was well liked by the children and the staff and she did special things all the time to make you feel loved and cared for. She was a great cook and an incredible baker. She took cake decorating courses to make cakes that would bring a smile to your face. Never once did she complain about the time it took to make half a doll body look like a princess. She would read us books. She would brush my hair every time I sat in front of her with hairbrush in hand. She was my protector, my healer, the one who comforted my and gave me confidence. She used to ask every day, "Did I meet anyone that I like better than myself?" I never understood if I was supposed to say yes or no but I did know that the question made me think about who I had talked to and if they made an impact on me. Maybe she wanted to know if I made an impact on another. Some times I wonder why God felt it necessary to take her from me before she got a chance to see my children grow or to see me mature as a human being. Why did she get a disease that robbed her of her mind and her emotions when they were the substance of who she was. Alzheimer's took my Mother from me. There was a point when she no longer knew who I was. Such sadness to have the woman who cared for you all of your life forget your name. Towards the end she became Irene, she was no longer Mother and I was a stranger to her. Each of us has a story about our mothers. The women who brought us into the world or the women who raised us as our own. Good or bad, our lives are affected in a significant way. It was blessing to have a mother who loved me with her whole being. She was kind and she taught me to be appreciative and affectionate and considerate. She was smart, and she taught me how to love reading and writing and she made me believe that it was important to let people know when things were right as well as when things were wrong. She gave compliments freely. She made cookies and hot chocolate and had us sing Christmas carols. She was good to me when I brought a stray dog home or when I broke a jar filled with tadpoles. She was a mother, the only one I knew, the one who taught me to be spiritual and who showed me love. As she looks down from Heaven, I want her and all the other mothers to know that they made a difference. Your love is unique and no one can take your place. I send Blessings to all mothers, and to mine specifically, for the the goodness of their souls and for the life they gave us. May they be forever blessed. -- Karen Carroll ______________________________________________ Karen lives in Central New Jersey with her 3 daughters, 2 dogs and a cat who loves to cuddle and then take a nip of your arm. She says, "Family life is hectic and wonderful and memories of my parents who are long gone makes me more aware of how important my children are." =================================================================== >-->From InspiredBuffalo: _ _(_)_ wWWWw _ @@@@ (_)@(_) vVVVv _ @@@@ (___) _(_)_ @@()@@ wWWWw (_)\ (___) _(_)_ @@()@@ Y (_)@(_) @@@@ (___) `|/ Y (_)@(_) @@@@ \|/ (_)\ / Y \| \|/ /(_) \| |/ | \ | \ |/ | / \ | / \|/ |/ \| \|/ jgs|// \\|/// \\\|//\\\|/// \|/// \\\|// \\|// \\\|// ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ >FLYING HIGH By: Joseph J. Mazzella I was driving down the road on a warm, Spring day recently with my windows rolled down. I wanted to feel the wind on my face and smell the wonderfully sweet scent of the flowers in the air. It was my ears, however, that were blessed with sweetness as I slowed down for a school zone. The laughter of dozens of children filled the air as they ran and played on the playground. I heard several of them yelling with delight as they swung on the swing set. With each pass they flew higher and higher. It brought a smile to my lips, a warmth to my heart, and a flood of memories to my mind. I remembered being their age. Us boys would always give the girls a push and then jump in the empty swings next to them and try to catch up. With our legs pumping we would soon be soaring through the air. We laughed at the thrill of freedom, at the joy of flight, and at the feeling that at any moment we could zoom into the heavens. I remembered later being a young father and pushing my own children on the swings. Watching their happiness was a bit of Heaven itself. I remembered as well one time my five year old daughter saying, "You swing too, Daddy!" I was embarrassed at first but once I saw my feet headed towards the clouds again all those wonderful feelings of childhood came rushing back. I was flying high once more. After that I always swung with my kids no matter who was there to see me. I think that sometimes we forget that we were meant to fly and we need the children to remind us. God didn’t put us in this world to sit and suffer with our feet in a mud puddle and our eyes on the ground. He wants us to fly higher and higher in love, joy, and wonderful oneness with Him. He wants our spirits to soar into Heaven while still here on Earth. And most of all He wants us to give a push skyward to anyone who needs it. May you love well and fly high always. -<>- >SUCKER DAY .' /:::. / (:::-'\ |:\__\/__ | |::::/\:::\| \::' )::/ jgs '.__/::' I've never visited the town of Wetumka in Oklahoma (USA). But I understand the folks there celebrate a day every year when they laugh at themselves. They call it Sucker Day and they plan a town festival on the last Saturday of September to commemorate it. It all started in 1950 when a man calling himself F. Bam Morrison arrived in Wetumka and persuaded local residents to put up the money to bring a circus to town. They did not know F. Bam, but he was a nice enough fellow and they trusted his word. Merchants bought plenty of food, beverages, and souvenirs in preparation for the crowds of people who were bound to attend. And Morrison sold advance tickets. The townspeople were ecstatic at the thought of a circus in their very own village. Children could hardly sleep at night. On the day the circus parade was to march down the main street, ecstasy turned into dismay when nothing happened. F. Bam had slipped quietly away in the night with any money he had left. There would be no circus. The good folks of Wetumka had been swindled. It didn't take long for their disappointment to turn into amusement, however. Someone came up with the idea of holding a four-day celebration anyway. And why not? They had all the food and goodies. Calendars were cleared and, besides, everyone's heart was set on having a good time. They called their party The Sucker Festival. In a display of good-natured fun, people celebrated the fact that they'd been conned, snookered and hornswoggled. And now Sucker Day is an annual event Wetumka – a good excuse to come together, to laugh and to have some fun. We're going to be fooled sometimes. Especially if we easily place our confidence in people. But I'm not going to give up trusting just to avoid being had. I've observed that some of the happiest people I know are far from being the most wary – in fact, they are quite often open and trusting. These contented folks share at least two traits. The first is that they are trustworthy. They are known to be honest and true to their word. And the second trait these happy and satisfied people share is that they easily trust others. Sometimes their trust is misplaced, but they've discovered that the benefits of trusting usually outweigh the risks of disappointment. I expect I'll get taken in plenty of times yet by friends and strangers I believed in. But I hope the next time I trusted when I should have been more cautious, I can learn from the good folks of Wetumka and laugh at myself. Because I'd rather let others into my heart than shut them out. I'd rather be a sucker for a day than unhappy for a lifetime. And I'd rather believe there is goodness in most people, for that is the only way to find it. -- Steve Goodier http://stevegoodier .blogspot. com/ --- ...It would seem we could also call this Presidents Day ;) -<>- >Recipe For Mothers ( ) ) _(______ (________) ) ( / \ ___| |___ ()__\___ _ __/__() .`/``||``\`. jgs ()/ () \() Preheat oven. Check to be certain that there are no rubber balls are plastic soldiers on the shelves. Remove blocks and toy autos from table. Grease pan . Crack nuts. Measure 2 cups flour; remove Johnny's hands flour; wash flour off him. Re measure flour. Crack more n uts to replace those Johnny ate. Put flour, baking powder and salt in sifter. Get dustpan and brush up pieces of bowl Johnny kn ocked on floor. Get another bowl. An swer doorbell. Return to kitchen. Remove Johnny's hands from bowl. Wash Johnny. Answer telephone. Return. Remove 1/4 inch salt from greased pan. Look for Johnny. Grease another pan. Answer telephone. Take up greased pan and remove layer of nut shells in it. Head for Johnny, who runs knocking bowl off table. Wash kitchen floor, table, walls, dishes. Call bakery, please order. Take two aspirin. Lie down. Links: Swimming http://www.buffaloschips.com/gerg.htm szambr http://www.buffaloschips.com/hyth.htm Telissa http://www.buffaloschips.com/dfgytik.htm Texan Gun Control Witness http://www.buffaloschips.com/kijld.htm Why AARP Sell Insurance http://www.buffaloschips.com/jlsdj.htm Wrong Ball http://www.buffaloschips.com/ilkks.htm Subscribe send a blank email to: the-inspired-buffalo-subscribe@yahoogroups.com ============================================================ >->From Our Friend Viv :) ___ ((((\\\ 9_9 3)) \= (( __) (__ ,' \_/ `. / :|: \ / / :|: \ \ \ \..:|:../ / `._\_, __/_.' .-)\\-///-. || L || || ^ || |/-->&<--\| | (._.) | | ( @ ) | | /|`"'|\ | //(_\___/_)\\ \\_()___()_// `+---I---+' |\(_)|(_)/| _|j"""""""|j_ | |_______| | |_| |_| hjw >A MOTHER’S LOVE” A Mother's love... Is something that cannot be explained by anyone but a Mother. A Mother's love... Is knowing your child is sick without them telling you. A Mother's love... Is just being there to say "You've done a GREAT JOB!" A Mother's love... Is putting grass or flowers in water just because your child thought it was "PRETTY FOR YOU". A Mother's love... Is knowing when to say "NO" without hurting their feelings. A Mother's love... Is giving up your old life just to become a mother. A Mother's love... Is making funny faces just to see that little person smile back at you. If you're a Mother than you know exactly what I'm saying. I HOPE YOU HAVE A HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY! --- ...Sweet! Thank You Viv! Sounds like Grandmothers too :) ============================================================= ___ / /| /__/- / |\ | | \ \ \ \ / | > **@ \ / \\*''* \ / )| | | | / \ | | | || - --' unknown >Thanks for Your Inspiration Story Editor: by Ward Miller Joyce Schowalter New York, USA My mother was a remarkable woman. Born on a farm in Wisconsin in 1897, her high school graduation picture shows a beautiful young lady with long brown hair and blue eyes. She attended college in Milwaukee with Golda Meier (Israel's first premier). One of my earliest recollections, when I was about 3, is of a bitter cold day in 1932, the middle of the Great Depression. A man knocked on our back door, and asked my mother for something to eat, as he hadn't eaten in three days. Mom said she was cooking stew and would give him some. "But as my husband isn't here, you must eat on the back porch." She gave him a heaping plate of stew plus two slices of bread. Later he knocked again. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he handed Mom the fork and plate -- as clean as if washed -- saying, "God bless you, Madam." At that moment I learned what a compassionate person my mother was. At age 21, in 1918, my mother began employment with the Young Women's Christian Association (YWCA). She was assigned to a new facility in northern Georgia. She, a Yankee in the Deep South, was assigned alone to create YWCA programs for a doubting small community. She told stories about "those Y days", about wonderful people who welcomed her into the community. When my sister became a Girl Scout, Mom was the troop leader. Soon she was president of our school PTA. In her later years, my mother established Rossville, Georgia's Garden Club, the Professional Women's club, the town's first lending library (which she served for 50 years) and other "firsts". There was quite a turnout at her funeral in 1990, when she died at 93. At the wake my sister and I moved among her many friends, exchanging remembrances. At one point we saw a stranger turn away from the casket with tears on his face. We approached him and my sister asked, "Did you know my mother well?" He replied, "I guess so. I owe my life to her!" He told us that when he was a young child, in 1918, his family of seven all came down with the flu. The "new lady from the YWCA" heard about their illness and came to help. This 21-year-old shy girl, from almost a thousand miles away, stayed in their house with them, caring for each when they could not get out of bed or cook their own meals. He said, "We would never have made it without her loving care." Amazingly, the night before I had read a brief account of that very incident in one of my mother's diaries. Recently reading that a "bird" flu may have been responsible for the 40 to 50 million flu deaths worldwide in 1918 and 1919, I was reminded of my personal connection to that time. Today when I hear about the avian flu, I have a warm feeling about my wonderful mother. =======HeroicStories======= >-->From Our Friend Jo Ann :) >Awesome Mom . _ .-.. ( `' ; .( ; ; .-`()'.;(_.{}:' `..'`,' / ' ;.) `-'\ / `-' X _U_ \ / | | | | / \ | ;| | ;| | ;;| |..;;;| |;;;;;| ko1 `;;;;;' `"' Once you have been hit, you have to hit 5 awesome Moms.. So hit 5 awesome moms on your friends list to let them know they are awesome! Before I was a Mom, I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby. I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous. I never thought about immunizations. Before I was a Mom, I had never been puked on. Pooped on. Chewed on. Peed on. I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts. I slept all night. Before I was a Mom, I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests. Or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep. Before I was a Mom, I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put her/him down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt. I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom. Before I was a Mom, I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.. I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby. I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child. I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy. Before I was a Mom, I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom. I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom. Send this to someone who you think is an awesome Mom. May you always be overwhelmed by the Grace of God rather than by the cares of life --- ...Awesome! Thank You Jo Ann! Here is another one... before I was a Mom, I thought I'd be mature enough to handle it by the age of 21. No matter how well you plan, you are never really ready for the awesome responsibility of being a mother! ========================================================== >-->From CupO'Cheer: )\__ ( / -` )--' / _/-'\ | | )/ | | ' | | | | | | BP _|_|_ >THE 'R' WORD Observe people who are good at their work- skilled workers are always in demand and admired; they don't take a backseat to anyone. Proverbs 22:29 TM On a list of your favourite words, responsibility is probably propping up the bottom along with exam and dentist. But think how life would be without any responsibilities. Your parents wouldn't have to provide you with a home, there would be no laws against anything at all, you couldn't do anything that involves working together; so no team sports. It's absolutely right to be thankful that God has created you to be responsible, hard working and skilled at what you do best. Some people think that work, taking responsibility, is something that came after Adam and Eve got chucked out of the Garden of Eden (Genesis 3). Because they messed up, sin entered the world and so now we have to work. Gutted! But this isn't true; God actually designed us to work and be good and skilled at what we do right from the start. God put Adam in the Garden '...to work and take care of it' (Genesis 2:15). He wasn't expecting Adam to make a naff job of it either! He 'put him in charge'. More importantly we know that God Himself works and rests (John 5:17, Genesis 2:2-3) so there is no way we can excuse ourselves. Work is one of our God-given responsibilities. Every day has 24 hours filled with opportunities to serve and to become better at what you do. So don't be scared of the 'R' word! as seen in word4u2day www.word4U2day.com.au word4U2day@word4U2day.com.au -<>- , .--'|} / /}} .=\.--'`\} //` '---./` || /| \\| | |\_\\/ \__/\\ \\ jgs \| >BEING PROMOTED BEYOND YOUR ANOINTING By Os Hillman "But he said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness'" (2 Cor 12:9). Have you ever done a job so well that you were promoted outside your skill set? The exceptional salesman gets promoted to manager and fails as a manager. The secretary gets promoted to office manager but fails for lack of management skills. Understanding your anointing will enable you to know when you are moving in a direction away from that which God has intended for your life. I have seen this principle happen a lot over the years. There is a paradox between these two concepts that cannot be ignored. Sometimes God will place you in situations in which you have no natural gifting. In these cases, God puts you there to experience His power in order to accomplish your tasks. My wife, Angie, is a good example of this. Before she came to work with me full-time, she was a marketing and advertising manager for a non-profit organization. This organization hired a career consulting company to take all their employees through a series of tests to determine if each employee fit into his or her proper job function. When the results of Angie's test were shared with the rest of her team, her profile revealed that one of her greatest weak- nesses was lack of organization and focus. Her boss took exception to the assessment and publicly acknowledged that Angie was the most detailed and organized individual on the entire team. "How could that be true?" he asked. The consultant said, "Oh, I am glad you asked that. Angie is a perfect example of someone who has overcome her weak- ness, because even though she recognizes this is her natural bent, she has overcome this by learning to be focused and detailed." In essence, she has yielded this area to the Holy Spirit and God has worked through her weakness. God sometimes moves us beyond our natural gifting and allows us operate in a place where our natural gifts do not fit the job. Other times He is teaching us to acquire a new skill set for the given situation. Contact Os Hillman at www.marketplaceleaders.org. as seen in Today God Is First http://www.crosswalkmail.com/xbwkzbza_tklhulvx.html -<>- ... {@} * {@} {@} * {@} * {@} : * {@} * {@} * .; {@} * {@} * {@} * {@} * ; * ; {@} * ; * : ;\ \ \ \| / / /; \\ \ Y/ / / `_\ |/ _' / \\Y// \ ( ,-}={-, ) \_//((\_/ //))(\ (/ )) (( valkyrie \) >WILL I? Will I be one of the “two or more” who are gathered for her today? Will I be the one to come to You when she’s hurting too much to pray? Will I be the one to stand in her stead? Will mine be the voice You hear? Will I lift up her deepest need when she can’t speak through her tears? Will mine be the arms that reach out when she needs to feel Your touch? Will mine be the feet that are willing to go even when the path is rough? Yes I can, but will I? That’s the question, You’ll ask of me. Yes I can, but will I? What kind of friend will I be? Sandy Moffett © 2009 Sandy Moffett Author - Speaker http://www.sandymoffett.com To SUBSCRIBE: Send an e-mail with SUBSCRIBE CUP O'CHEER in the subject line to cheer316@sc.rr.com ========================================================== >-->From Laugh&Lift: >Thought for Today "If I stand, let me stand on the promise That You will pull me through. And if I can't, let me fall on the grace That first brought me to You." -from Rich Mullins' song "If I Stand" The Lift Today's lift is a song - specifically the song referenced in the Thought for Today above - "If I Stand". This version was recorded by Jars of Clay and I pray it ministers to you this day. Just click the link below and once it appears on your screen, just click the play button to start. , , /////| ///// | ///// | |~~~| | | |===| |/| | B |/| | | I | | | | B | | | | L | / | E | / |===|/ jgs '---' http://www.youtube.com/v/UGA9QacSSO0 If you click the above link and nothing happens or it won't load anything, that means you don't have the latest Flash player or have JavaScript disabled. You can get the latest Flash player at: http://get.adobe.com/flashplayer/ (once installed, you may need to close your browser completely before trying to play it again) ================================================================= >-->FANTASTIC LIFE FORCE .-~-. .' '. / \ .-~-. : ; .' '.| | / \ : : ; .-~""~-,/ | /` `'. : | \ \ | / `. .' \ .' jgs `~~~` '-.____.-' By: Joseph J. Mazzella God in His infinite wisdom and wonderful love always seems to find a way to share His glorious ideas with my weak and limited mind. I found one such idea staring up at me as I was walking in a nearby town today. It was one of those miraculous out of the blue insights that I no longer question, but just give thanks for instead. What I saw as I walked down the sidewalk was a beautiful sight, but one that is so often ignored by so many of us. It was a single dandelion sticking though the pavement, delightedly holding its head in the sunshine. What a wondrous life force it must have taken for that tiny, fragile flower to make it through all of those layers of concrete. Still, there it stood triumphing in the energy, vitality, and joy of its existence. That is when I heard the gentle whisper of God's voice in my mind saying that I too have that life force and that everyone of us here on this world has it as well. I can remember how that life force flowed through my Mom as she battled cancer in the last four years of her life. During that time she always sought to comfort all of us who loved her. She shared her kind love, her sweet laughter, and her infectious joy with everyone she met. She lived more in those last four years than many people do in their entire lives. In spite of the tons of pavement that she had to break through, she still bloomed and shared the glorious fragrance of her life and love with us all. This fantastic life force doesn't just live in dandelions or special souls like my Mom's, however. It is here in the hearts, souls, bodies, and minds of all of us. It is a gift from God given with love to everyone. Don't waste it then. Use it, draw upon it, and feel it flowing through your life. Let it flow through your every smile, hug, laugh, and word. Shine it brightly from your soul. Fill your life with its love and joy. And share its wonder with the world. ============================================================= _|_ | .-'''''-. .-' '-. .-' :::::_::::: '-. ___/ ==:...:::-:::...:== \___ /_____________________________\ ':'-._________________________.-'_ ':::\ @-,`-[-][-^-][-]-`,-@ / _| |_ '::| .-------------------. ||_ @ _| ::|=|* ___ _ ___ *|=|'.| | ':| |' ))_) )) ))_) '| |::.^| _:|=|' ((`\ (( (( '|=|::::::. _| || |' _ '| |:::::::. |_ |=|'1634 _( )_ 1789'|=|':::::. | || |' ( (_ ~ _) ) '| | ':::' |^||=|* ) (_) ( *|=| '::' | '-------------------' .::::' |_____________________.::::::' .'___________________.::::::'' |_______________.::::'':::''' .'_____________.::::::''::::'' .:::'''' LGB .'::::' .:::::''':. .:::::' >-->Another Mother's Son by Mary G. Lodge as told to Laura Lagana When my beloved 18-year-old son was murdered in 1996, I thought my life was over. When it finally sunk in that this vivacious child of mine was dead, I felt as if I were having a heart attack from head to toe. I was numb. In order to survive this twisted nightmare, l moved to a different level of consciousness. During the trial, I wasn't allowed to speak to Robbie's murderer. On the day of the hearing, I got my first glimpse of Shawn. He stared at the floor as they led him into the dimly lit courtroom. Shadows masked his face, distorting his features, giving him a grotesque fiendish appearance. Although it was my decision not to take the stand, I made it clear to the judge that I wanted to speak with this evil perpetrator after his sentencing. At the conclusion of the arduous proceedings, the judge summoned me to his chambers. Filled with rage and hatred, I followed the bailiff into a small, paneled office. My heart beat faster with each step as I prepared to meet the young man who took my son's life. Shawn stood in the corner, head down, crying like a baby. His hands and feet shackled; this trembling, pitiful 20-year-old wore little more than baggy orange prison garb. As I watched this boy, so forlorn-no parents, no friends and no support-all I saw was another mother's son. Suddenly I found myself asking, "Can I give you a hug, Shawn?" He looked up, revealing a childlike face stained with tears and nodded his consent. The bailiff motioned me toward the prisoner. I walked over and put my arms around him. "I forgive you for this horrible thing you've done. I will pray for you every day that you're in prison. I would rather my Robbie be where he is than where you're going." Our eyes connected for a few moments, and then the bailiff escorted me from the room. Shawn received a 20-to-40-year sentence. How do you compare that to the life of my son? No sentence could bring Robbie back. I still wonder what made Shawn commit this crime. He has given me several explanations, but I still don't have an answer. He has been in prison for five years now, and, so far, I'm his only visitor. Shawn's sentencing has given me no satisfaction, but I believe the compassion I felt in the judge's chamber that day was a gift from God. Because of the abrupt changes in my life, I'm now part of a prison ministry. I know I could not heal the deep, dark places of hatred and revenge, imbedded within my heart and soul, had I not forgiven my son's murderer. Forgiveness has set me free. Hatred and revenge won't bring back my beloved son, Robbie, but Shawn is someone's son too. The hatred has to stop somewhere. What better place to begin than with me? ---> Visit my CyberHome - ALWAYS OPEN HOUSE :) Shangy! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ http://www.ShangralaFamilyFun.com/index.html Shangrala ------------------------------------------------------------------------ -->This is for all you who love food and DARRE to make it at home Yep. You guessed it - Recipes. 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