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Harding Joyce Schowalter California, USA It was 1972. "The Summer of Love" was gone, hippies were a rare sight, but there were still large pockets of narrow minds, filled with distrust, in rural America. More than once we met with proof of that in our travels across "the heartland of America." Our only home was our tent, our only "real furniture" the baby's crib, all piled atop the TravelAll. My husband and I were down on our luck, moving from one temporary job to another. Driving through Nebraska, a wheel bearing started to squeal. With no traffic, no sign of humanity, and fingers crossed, I drove 20 miles before I finally saw an exit. Barely slowing down, I took the offramp and saw a gas station ahead. There were no lights on, but I turned in anyway; there might at least be a pay phone. The owner was there, with his wife and kids. It was about 8:00 on a Saturday evening, and he was obviously homeward bound. But he walked up to my window and asked if he could help. I told him the problem, asked if there was a pay phone, and if we could use his station to do the repairs. He said he wasn't a mechanic, and had no tools. I assured him that, if I could only get the parts, I could do the repair work myself. "Well, if that's all you need ..." It was unbelievable! My truck went into the service bay, and he went off to get the parts I needed. Being farm country, that meant the International Harvester service and parts department was open even at night. By the time he came back with the bearing, I had the wheel and old bearing off, despite having few tools to work with. But there was a problem. Because it was harvest time, the IH dealer had sold the last race for the bearing, and a bearing without a race is worthless! My panic must have shown on my face, because he quickly told me that he knew another place to look for the race. He made a number of phone calls, then came to tell me the owner of the parts store would meet him there. All he needed was the race so they could be certain they were getting the right part. I quickly handed it to him, then went to work installing the bearing. It was close to 11 p.m. before the race had been pressed into the wheel, and everything put back into working order. When I asked how much we owed, he refused to take even a penny more than the original $20 I'd given him for parts. For a man who "had no tools," he accomplished a lot that night: He called in favors from people all over town, played "go-fer" for hours, found the parts, gave me a safe place to work, and even fed us. He also managed to raise -- tremendously -- my opinion of the people who lived in Nebraska. =======HeroicStories======= >-->From Christian Educational Services: >TruthOrTradition: Bible Study Guide / What is True Biblical Love? Hello and God bless you, We have posted two new articles on TruthOrTradition.com. The first is our 86 page PDF Bible Study Guide. Please click or cut and paste the link below into your address bar. http://www.truthortradition.com/modules.php?name=News&file=article&sid=865 The second article is about what true biblical love is. Inside the article is an audio link so you can listen to it online free of charge. Here is a little more about it: >Love. We think about it, talk about it, and sing about it, but do we really understand it? Biblical love, that is, genuine godly love, is not the love portrayed in many movies and songs. This teaching shows what true love is and how it is expressed. It looks at some Greek words showing the various aspects of love: agape, phileo, eros, and storge, and examines the difference between love and like. Once we understand the biblical meaning of love, we can understand and apply such biblical directives as love your enemies. By John Schoenheit. To read / listen to this teaching, click or cut and paste the link below into your address bar. http://www.truthortradition.com/modules.php?name=News&file=article&sid=767 You are always in our prayers! The Home Office Staff Spirit and Truth Fellowship International www.STFonline.org ======================================================================== >-->From Our Friend Richard :) ,=""=, c , _,{ /\ @ ) __ / ^~~^\ <=.,__/ '}= (_/ ,, ,,) \_ _>_/~ ~\_(/-\)'-,_,_,_,-'(_)-(_) Garndpa again Sadie Love Cummings born 0901 hours Aug 27, 2007 6lbs 11 oz 19 inches to Jessica and Josh. Mother and baby doing fine. Grandpa, A job I thoroughly enjoy. Dick ---- ...A SPECIAL C O N G R A T U L A T I O N S To Dick and ALL Our New Parents And Grandparents May God truly Bless & Keep the little ones! ======================================================================= >-->From InspiredBuffalo: >ONE THING TO REMEMBER By: Joseph J. Mazzella My eternally young soul is having problems with my rapidly aging body again. This time it is old Mr. Brain. It seems like this guy can't go a day without forgetting at least one thing. He keeps rechecking the appointment calender and shopping list over and over. He takes my body into a room and then has to stop and remember why he is there. He remembers my first day of kindergarten, but forgets what someone said 5 minutes ago. Maybe he is just getting a little tired after all these years or maybe he just has too much to remember every single day. Either way my soul laughs when he forgets and tries to help him along. My soul knows that the only thing we really have to remember is to just love. If we all can remember to just love then we will be living the way we were meant to live. If we all can remember to just love then we will be doing what God wants us to do. If we all can remember to just love then it will not matter how many times we forget to dust or buy a loaf of bread. Jesus gave his disciples this one command to remember: "Love each other." It truly is the only thing we need to do to live a blessed life in this world. So many of us spend our lives in a flurry of activities better off forgotten. We are constantly working, spending, and doing so many things just trying to fill the hole within our hearts. It doesn't work, though. It is like throwing pebbles in the Grand Canyon. Only love can fill that hole. Only love can make us whole. Only love can bring us back to oneness with God. Remember to just love then. It is what we are here for. It is what we are made for. Choose love, share love, and grow in love everyday of your life. It is your love that will remind you what is truly important in this life. It is your love that will remind you how to help others and make this world a better place. It is your love that will remind you who you truly are. -<,,>- >THE MAKING OF A MEMORY By, Kathleene S. Baker .._ ; ; ; : :\ ; \\ : :\ ; _.--"""--.___ :; '-.' ,=" "-=,`."-, '. ;=" " ; '-. '-.; _..._ ; '-. : .-. ___ .-. ; \ ; ;.-".-."-.; ; : ; .' '._.' '. ;`,__.-.' ; ; _,_ ; ; `--" ; '..-" "-,.' ; '. `-.___.-' .' __..--" `-.__ __.-' "--..__ .-" /,\""/,\ "-. ; __.. , :",:@:=,"; , ..__ ; '._ __.-," '.'/ \'.' ",-.__ _.' """ ;, " " ,; """ ; . , : ; ' ' ; ; : .-"". `. ', ." .""-. /,""-.'. '. ; .' .'.-"",\ :: ' ; ; ; __ ; : : ' :; ;; ; ; /' '\ ; ; ;: :'. : ;,' ',: : .'; \ '._/ ; ; \_.' / `-._.' '._.-' fsc One can't predict when or where they will come from, those memories that stay with us a lifetime and never fail to bring us warm, fuzzy feelings. My husband had just finished loading his car. He made one final lap back through the house and then bounded into the kitchen. "All I have left to do is fill my thermos and I'm off." Down the drain went the hot water that had been warming his thermos. With a nostalgic look on his face he spoke softly, "When I filled this earlier, I thought of your mom." "Honey, that's sweet. And, I bet she's watching right now with a big smile." Tears brimmed my eyelids. "You know, I never fill my thermos that I don't think of her—and I always smile, too." Melancholy resonated in his voice, for Mother's recent death was still a fresh wound for both of us. Year ago we had traveled to spend several days with my parents. The morning we were packing to head home, Mother glanced into the kitchen as Jerry was about to fill his thermos. Never one to interfere, she nonchalantly offered up a tidbit of advice, "Jerry, if you would fill that with hot water and let it sit a while, your coffee would stay hot longer on your drive." The look on his face was priceless as her simple suggestion sunk in. Well of course it would! It only makes all the sense in the world! Who wouldn't know that? He ran the tap until it was piping hot and filled his thermos to the brim. Anxious to discuss this unique new idea, Jerry poured a fresh cup of coffee and sat down to enjoy a few more minutes with Mom. Words of wisdom from a loving Mother-in-law made an impact that will never be forgotten. When spoken that morning, Jerry didn't realize her words would forever ring in his ears, or that they would bring a smile to his face time and time again. Moreover, Mother would never have dreamt that her words would become a treasured and everlasting memory in the heart of her son-in-law. The "fondest, lasting memories" don't necessarily come from "major moments" in life…the making of a memory simply happens… ©2005 Kathleene S. Baker Lnstrlady@aol.com Please visit my web site: www.txyellowrose.com -<..>- >Paradox The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints; we spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less. We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time; we have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but fewer solutions; more medicine, but less wellness. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life; we've added years to life, not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor. We've conquered outer space, but not inner space; we've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul; we've split the atom, but not our prejudice. We have higher incomes, but lower morals; we've become long on quantity, but short on quality. These are the times of tall men, and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships. These are days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses, but broken homes. It is a time when there is much in the show window and nothing in the stockroom. -<,,>- >Take Time... ,-"""-. oo._/ \___/ \ (____)_/___\__\_) /_// \\_\ unknown Take time to work ... it is the price of success. Take time to think ...it is the source of power. Take time to play, ...it is the secret of perpetual youth. Take time to read, ...it is the foundation of wisdom. Take time to be friendly, ...it is the road to happiness. Take time to dream, ...it is hitching your wagon to a star. Take time to love & be loved, ...it is the privilege of the gods. Take time to look around ...it is too short a day to be selfish. Take time to laugh ...it is the music of the soul. ~ Author Unknown ~ To Subscribe send a blank email to: the-inspired-buffalo-subscribe@yahoogroups.com ==================================================================== >-->From our Friend Tony in Australia: Am I the only one??? I wonder how many here reading this, will recognise themselves as they read? Am I the only one who suffers from the ‘dryness’? No I am not talking about the drought conditions that we are in right now here in Australia, I am talking about ‘spiritual’ dryness. Most of my writings have some sort of ‘original’ inspiration.Often I have read an article or seen a movie or been involved in a conversation and my interest is aroused and I take the matter further, go ‘research’ or investigate, and there it is…’something’ to write about! Sounds easy uh? Most of the time it is, and some of the time?……it just doesn’t happen. Just like you, I get discouraged. Does any one care? Does anyone read the ‘stuff’ I write anyway? Should I occupy my time doing something else? Who knows? Not me. ________ ___,,,,,,, jgs [________>__________\ Those times, when I feel like a dull knife just wearing myself away trying to cut through life with a blunt knife are the times when ‘doubt’ leaves and fear steps in, if you are not Christ minded. And if you ARE Christ minded, you will remember a time when Christ Himself felt lost and alone after He had done all that was asked of Him and He cryed out….’ Father! WHY?” Have you forsaken me?” Is that’s what happens to us? Are we in trouble if we miss a few services? Do we try to ‘make them up’? Can’t be done, believe me….. So what can we do? Well it wont make up for lost ‘service’ time, but prayer is what we do. We get down and we shut out the world and we talk to God and let Him hear from our hearts and gradually, you will ‘feel’ He is still there waiting… “I know Lord! My Faith is not failing! I know Lord that YOU are the One I love and want to serve! There is no desire Father! In my heart for the things if this world, but this world keeps on calling me! What do I do Lord? I tune in…… But not to the world….. I picture a hill far away and an old rugged cross, and I remind myself “ Why”….. It was all for me……… and I MUST be all for Him And I listen….. --- ________ ___,,,,,,, jgs [________>__________\ ...I love this Tony when you said: "when I feel like a dull knife just wearing myself away trying to cut through life with a blunt knife" Pretty sweet way of looking at it - and very descriptive! Nice. Thanks! We all feel this now and then and it is good to see it this way. God always has a way of convincing us when we give it to him of just how dull we 'are not' in His eyes! God is always so good! He'll prove to you just when you need his love and reassurance. I've thought of quitting umpteen million times when the pressure gets great or when others around me want to consume my time - then God steps in and blesses me with His love and care and lets me know just how important I am to Him. Then it is all worth while again. Love Sweet Love shines through! :) ===================================================================== >Privileged to Help Story Editor: by The Sassy Texan Joyce Schowalter Texas, USA I want everyone to know how my small town reacted to help Hurricane Katrina survivors. We're an hour outside Houston, three hours from Louisiana. When hurricane Katrina hit the Gulf Coast in September 2005, we had no idea it would affect our community. When Katrina hit, we sprang into action. Blood, food and clothing drives, and fundraisers... all for people we'd never meet. Or so we thought. Wednesday evening evacuees began to arrive. Hundreds of people arrived daily, with absolutely nothing. They spent everything they had getting here. Many stopped... simply because their gas tank was empty. Emails flew with assistance offers and volunteer opportunities. Our town fire department became command center for all relief efforts. Thursday afternoon I called. Ten minutes later I walked into the heart of our relief effort. In two days, we helped several hundred people. Ninety percent needed money, food, clothing, household supplies, toiletries, medicine, jobs, gas, shelter and help with pets. Yet their most devastating need was contacting people who stayed behind -- they assumed close friends and family have died. From the evacuees' intake form, volunteers gathered a resource packet for the family. Then volunteers explained how to meet immediate needs for clothes, food and gas. Our distribution center was close. I walked people outside, showed them the building, and they were relieved and hopeful -- for the first time in days. But we had people sick or injured pre-hurricane who needed medical attention: pregnant women, newborns, people in the lowest depths of depression. Our shelters needed hospital beds, always more cots. Hardest for me was older men who broke down asking for help. I always explained that we're neighbors, this is what neighbors do. They would do the same for us, and may have to one day. Churches became shelters and established meal rotations to feed hundreds. The college allowed evacuees to late-register at in-state tuition rates, and considered scholarships. Bureaucracies turned out to have hearts inside. Individuals distributed supplies, and offered homes. Local schools enrolled hundreds of students. The high school held a kid's event with gifts, games, Snocones and hot dogs. It may sound trivial, but these kids needed to be kids if only for moments. I'd have invited these people join our community permanently, but most just wanted to go home. I'm proud to have met such amazingly strong people, who added a lot to our community, if only temporarily. The first night I spent hours entering names and needs into the RC database. I nearly cried over the constant needs -- so many lacking so much. Then I picked up the intake form of an elderly couple. Like everyone else, they needed everything -- everything you and I take for granted. But out at the side she added, "We will pray for everyone and help any way we can." These people, with nothing, offered their help. I'm glad so many in our town stepped up to help, but we were completely humbled by the courage and generous spirit of our guests. =======HeroicStories======= >-->From Our Friend John-Paul :) \\ ///// | | (| _ _ |) |` | '| | __ | >>>___/\_^__/\___<<< / ||| \ Mike Hertz >A Soldier's Answered Prayer As I lift my eyes unto Heaven, And silently I whisper a prayer, O', Father, please look down on us, In this time of desperate despare, Now, as we lay waiting the attack, Our little groupe of seven, We are not afraid of dying, Nor do we look back, For we are ready to take, Our place with You in Your beautiful Heaven. I know Dear Father, You see can us, And our enemy not so far, In Your Hands, with Faith, we Trust, And In Jesus Our Guiding `Star`. The dust from the storm is raging, Its`blinding swirls seem to consume us, Yet we lay here patiently waiting, No Moans of Fear, But in You we trust. As explosions sound we wonder, And wait yet a little while, For over the next ridge--Yonder, Only a few feet, But seems more Than a Mile. Suddenly, comes a `Bright` and `Shining` light, >From some where up above, Words ring out, with a Glorious Shout, "No more Death, Destruction or Dispair", Neather Here or any where about, A sweet fragrants fills all the air On the wings of a Snow White `Dove` JESUS, brings `PEACE`, and `BROTHERLY LOVE` As He answers a Soulder`s Prayer. Always yours~~~~~~~John-Paul (Written: March/25/2003) May I add: This poem means so much to Me -- though I`m too old to serve my Country again, My heart is laying over there in the sand with those so Brave. "GOD BLESS OUR TROOPS" "GOD BLESS AMERICA"` --- ...That would be a Ditto! Thank You John-Paul! ==================================================================== >-->From AndyChaps: ** COMMUNICATION/PERSUASION ** "If you can stand up and speak eloquently with confidence, or at least stagger to your feet and say anything at all you will be head and shoulders above your competition." -- Patricia Fripp "Accept complete responsibility both for understanding and for being understood." -- Brian Tracy "Communication is really all anyone ever gets paid for ultimately...and if you cannot effectively communicate...you will PAY...not get paid..." -- Doug Firebaugh -<>- \_, _ _ \.= \\ /,~,"\ // _ __ !!!,,, _ _ ___ \\ /|o_o|( // /.-. | !!'''!!! .'_"_'. ;---,\ :\)\'=/ /'/ ||o_o|| !!!a,a!!! /|o_o|| )o,o)| \(-._.-\' |,\= || !!.=.|!! | \='/| _| =/ \_ '\ Y / .--' '-. (^( .-' '-. \~} / /'_/(-._ ( J\ \/| ) | : | / .--Y-.\\ \\/ .-,-. \// \|( |/ '.\ \\==== // _/ : (_ ( /\ -/ / \_/\----|\/ ) \_' \\ \\==// \ \'.__.'/ \\| \8" \ , ( ) \;= snd || || / |'-,-'| 9/ ) )---\ |____|\) /|/ /)| \ | / /_____/ / | ) \_||_/ | | | | | / ) ) / \ ( / \ | | )| ) | | | | |/\/ // \| | / \ \ |/ |/ |-| |-| /|/| |/ |\ |__| \__| _/ |/ | '-' '-' [_[_/ /| '=' /:( ):\ (_,(__,] '= '-' '-' >I Wish You... I wish you happiness deep within... I wish you serenity with each sunrise. I wish you success in every part of your life, I wish you knowledge and wisdom and grace. I wish you a bright day with much to be thankful for And special memories of all the yesterdays, And a bright path that leads to a beautiful tomorrow. I wish you dreams that sometimes come true And appreciation of all the wonderful things about you! I wish you the caring of close friends And I wish you Love that never ends! -<>- >You'd Never Know __________ |DAILY NEWS| |&&& ======| |=== ======| |=== == %%$| |[_] ======| |=== ===!##| ejm97 |__________| You'd never know me, if we passed within inches on the street. If your picture was in the paper or on TV I'd not have a clue it was you! I don't know if you are Jew or Christian, Orthodox or Islam, Shinto or Atheist, Black or White or Asian or Hispanic. But I know something very important about you. You have forwarded encouraging messages, kind words, soft smiles, hard politics, lovely pictures, laugh aloud jokes, sermons, lectures, newspaper clippings, family photos of fat babies and fat cats, scripture verses and love, lots of love! If you did know me, you would know that these emails have seen me through some dark and heavy days and nights; have lifted my spirits for a moment, an hour, a day. You never know how many times your forwards have hit the mark like an arrow to the bulls eye. So thank you, all over the world, who ever you are. Dear sister or brother. we know, you and I, something about each other. We know the important fact that somewhere in the world someone will be glad they have received a kind word from another human being today. , , /////| ///// | ///// | |~~~| | | |===| |/| | B |/| | | I | | | | B | | | | L | / | E | / |===|/ jgs '---' You may indeed be the only Bible some people will ever read. -<>- Philippians 4:13 I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. The road to success is not straight: There is a curve called Failure, A loop called Confusion; Speed bumps called Friends; Red lights called Enemies; Caution lights called Family. Flats called Jobs. 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