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"-._ ---""" /; ; : : \ "-._....____; : : \ :\ `. \ ; ; \ \\ \ \ ; : : `. \\ \ \ : ; ; ;"-t\ `. \ : : : : `; \ ; ; ; ; : \ / : : / ; \-..__ .'; : ; / : ; """T ; : / / ; \ : ; ; ;/ : : \ ; ; ; ; ; ; ; : ; ; / : : : ; ; ; / ; :; : ; ; / : :: ; ; ;_ `""--..__; :_; __ ;____;.-;'; ;.__.: :..t-"" j" ; ; : ; ; ;--"" \ [bug] ; ; ; : ; : \ ; ; : \ ; ; ;. ; ; \ \ ; : / ; ; ; \ \ ; : ; ; ; \ `-. ; ; .' ; ; \ \ ;___/ /______;.-' \ ---; / / ;______: .-' / '-------' >SMILING BACK by Michael Segal Whenever I was distraught as a teenager, my father was always by my side to feel my pain. However, nothing could compare to his agony when on February 18, 1981, my life was dramatically changed forever. I was at the wrong place at the wrong time, being an innocent bystander of an armed robbery. I was shot in the head execution style by one of the thieves. Very few people thought I would survive, much less be a productive member of society. In the hospital waiting room, my father was thinking only of me, believing that I could be dying any second. He asked himself what he could have done differently. If he could have spent more time with me. These were irrational thoughts, but understandable given my father's state of mind. He was devastated. My parents met with the neurosurgeon in the morning who coldly told them that he was surprised that I was still alive and that he needed to operate. He then proceeded to say that there was only a 40% chance of my surviving the surgery, and if I did survive, almost a 100% chance of my living in a nursing home, not being able to walk or communicate. My mother refused to listen to the pessimism. She told my father, "We need to rent a mini warehouse to keep Mike's furniture until he returns to school." My father, still stunned, replied, "Toby, did you hear the surgeon? Mike will be lucky if he spends the rest of his days at a nursing home." My mother quickly and angrily barked back, "That doctor does not know my son, my Michael." My father did not want to argue, especially not at such a delicate time. Therefore, they rented a mini warehouse in Austin. I beat the neurosurgeon's odds and survived surgery. I was in a coma and with each day that I showed no progress, my father agonized even more. Then, "miraculously," I came out of the coma. True, I had opened my eyes, but I still had a long, long way to go to even begin to be functional. I was completely paralyzed on my right side, could not speak, and I was hallucinating. When the doctor informed my parents that I was stable enough to fly home to a rehabilitation hospital in Houston, my father finally had reason to hope. Seven weeks after being hurt, I began to utter some words. Now, my father thought, was the perfect time for him to work with me. At first he would drill me on very, very simple things, such as pointing to a 1, then a 2, then a 3. My father was so happy when I accomplished the goal, only to be devastated the next time when I was unable to do the simple task. As time progressed, I continued to improve. My verbal skills were improving daily. After my father's busy day at work, he would come to the hospital, ready to work with me. I still remember his bag filled with flash cards. My father would continuously drill me on subjects such as math and spelling. He would stretch my leg. My father would do whatever might be beneficial for me. The staff at the hospital, I believe, wasn't very happy with my father. My father is a Rabbi by profession and he did not finish his synagogue duties until 8:30pm. Then he would quickly go to the hospital to work with me. The hospital staff felt that I would get frustrated if I worked past their ordinary therapy hours of 3pm and visiting hours of 8pm. That didn't matter to my father. He knew what was best for his son. No one would be able to persuade him otherwise. Even though very few of the medical staff at either hospital believed that I would ever be able to return to college, that is exactly what I did almost a year and a half later. A major reason why was my father. He always encouraged me to look for the positive, even when there was very little to feel positive about. Four years after returning to the University, I graduated at the top of my class with many honors including my election to Phi Beta Kappa, graduating summa cum laude, and being honored as one of the Dean's Distinguished Graduates. As I limped up to the stage to get my diploma from the Dean, I received a standing ovation. I smiled as one of the many thoughts racing through my head was of my father -- the man who helped me throughout my ordeal -- the man who has always been there for me, no matter what. Even though I could not see his face in the huge auditorium, I knew my father was smiling back at me. I will always love him. -- Michael Segal ___________________________________________ Shot in the head as an innocent bystander to a robbery, Michael defied all odds by returning to college, earning two degrees with honors, marrying his high school sweetheart, Sharon, and together with her they have a daughter, Shawn. Mike is a social worker at Memorial Hermann Hospital in Houston, an author, and a sought after inspirational speaker sharing his recipe for recovery and happiness. You learn more about Michael and his amazing story here: http://www.sterlingspeakers.com/segal.htm ========================================================== >-->From Our Friend Bunni :) , , /////| ///// | ///// | |~~~| | | |===| |/| | B |/| | | I | | | | B | | | | L | / | E | / |===|/ jgs '---' >Scriptures God is only a prayer away. Read Psalms 62:8 If you know the truth, you can discern what's false. Read Galatians 1:7 Success often rises out of the ashes of failure. Read Hebrews 11:13-14 Dear Friends, the greatest comfort to me is to remember that when all is lost you haven't lost Jesus and you can't lose Him. He never moves away from you. YOU move away from Him. Read John 6:68 God often keeps us on the path by guiding us thru the counsel of friends and spiritual advisors. Read Provers 27:17 Looking back over my life, all I can see is mercy and grace written in large letters everywhere. May God help me have the same kind of heart toward those who wound or offend me. Read Ephesians 4:32 There is no other method of living piously and justly than that of depending upon God. Let us learn to cast our hearts into God. Read Proverbs 21:2 Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love. Read Psalms 133:1 It may be that the day of judgment will dawn tomorrow. In that case, we shall gladly stop working for a better tomorrow. BUT NOT BEFORE. Read Proverbs 21:5 A religion that is small enough for our understanding would not be big enough for our needs. Read 1 Corinthians 13:12 Part of the reason God allows us to experience sorrow and trials in this life is so we might learn that God has power to sustain us and provide for us all things that produce earthly blessings and eternal benefits. Read Psalms 34:8 We need to have a fresh encounter with God's Word as we prepare ourselves to walk in to each new day. Then we need to turn our minds back to what we have read in the Bible. Read Proverbs 22:17,19 Read Psalms 103, over and over. Until your heart remembers it. Apply it momentarily in light of world difficulties....Relax in God's Grace!! I God loves you unconditionally, without limit or qualification. He loves you personally and individually. God desires for you to love and be loved by other human beings. God is generous, even extravagant in His love. He delights when you express His brand of unconditional love to others and when you experience that kind of love in return. Read Romans 5:5 If you are intimidated by people, then you need to come to terms with your lack of peace. God is bigger than any person. Learn to focus on people through the lens of God's eye and you will never see anyone even near His match. Read Hebrews 11:27 --- ...Good Advice! Thanks Bunni! ======================================================== >-->From SermondFodder: .-------. _|~~ ~~ |_ =(_|_______|_)= |:::::::::| |:::::::[]| |o=======.| jgs `"""""""""` >Not My Type Stewardesses is the longest word typed with only the left hand. Lollipop is the longest word typed with your right hand. No word in the English language rhymes with month, orange, silver, or purple. Dreamt is the only English word that ends in the letters "mt". The sentence: "The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog" uses every letter of the alphabet. This phrase was developed by Associate Press technicians in the early days of the news teletype as a means of testing the system to assure everything was working OK. The words 'racecar,' 'kayak,' and 'level' are the same whether they are read left to right or right to left (palindromes). There are only four words in the English language which end in "dous": tremendous, horrendous, stupendous, and hazardous. There are two words in the English language that have all five vowels in order: "abstemious" and "facetious." TYPEWRITER is the longest word that can be made using the letters only on one row of the keyboard. -<>- _ _|_|_ ,|_| |_|_ || | | |_| || | | | | || | | | | _|| | | | | ||)\ ^ ^ ^ | || | | || | | || | | \\ | \\ / ejm )\ ( / \ \ / \ \ \ \ >A SALKEHATCHIE PRAYER We pray for people Who keep pictures of Jesus and Martin Luther King on their smoky walls, Who look on the bright side though we can't see why, Who love the Lord, Whose smiles and laughs touch our hearts, Who have faith we'll return after tearing off their roof, Who wave at us with tears in their eyes when we depart, Who never forget us. And we pray for those Who bathe in a dish pan Who listen to the rats in their walls at night, Whose toilet is a slop jar, Who share a house with eleven others, Who look at the outside world through the holes in their walls, Whose children eat grits with their fingers from a communal bowl. And we pray for those Who don't have enough pans to catch the roof leaks, Who sleep with a knife beside their beds, Who 'pass it on' and abuse their children, Who in their old age care for abandoned 'grands' Who have no one to lend a hand, Who farm their children out in winter to friends with heat, Who live in homes we wouldn't be caught dead in. And we pray for those Who have outlived family and friends, Who work on plantations all day and never see their children till night, Whose bodies and broken like communion bread, Who never get medical care, Who struggle as single parents, Whose children's greatest treat is going to lunch with us, Who never had a white friend, Who go to bed hungry. And we pray for those Who work by our side in heat and filthy conditions, Who serve the crippled, blind, elderly, palsied, and retarded, Who help us see we're one in Christ, Who shed tears and share hugs at evening reflections, Whose own families are not without problems, Who delight in learning to toe nail and use a circular saw, Who build sandboxes and rope swings for children, And smother them love. Art Dexter ========================================================= >-->From Laugh And Lift: "Pastor, pressures will come to tempt you to compromise in your personal life. Learn a lesson from Joseph. He stayed pure because he said, 'No,' from the very beginning. Be wise enough to do the same and do not begin to flirt with temptations that most surely will come your way. Stay pure in morals. Stay pure in mind. Stay pure in motive. Personal integrity is among your most valuable assets in ministry. Without it your keenest abilities will become your worst enemies. Make certain your personal life is a clear reflection of everything you preach from the pulpit and the blessing of the Lord will be upon you." - O.S. Hawkins, The Pastor's Primer, 2511. The Lift (*) (*) (__) ^ ^ (__) (oo) | | | @(oo)@ [..] | = | [..]@@ \ | U (-) | | | | (-) U @@@@ || ==<_\=====/_|______=_____|=|____________=__|____\====/_>== || || ) |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| ( || ||___)==||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||==(___|| |\====| |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| |====/| | \ | | | | / | = * = = = = * = candlelight dinner cfbd >Dinner With Sinners...Guard Your Heart (by John Coody) [Edited] "And when the Pharisees saw it, they said to His disciples, 'Why does your Teacher eat with tax collectors and sinners?' When Jesus heard that, He said to them, 'Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick do. But go and learn what this means: I desire mercy and not sacrifice. For I did not come to call the righteous to repentance, but sinners, to repentance.'" (Matthew 9:11-14) we are to demonstrate to those trapped in sin that we care for them, that Jesus loves them and that He has something much better in store for them than what they are getting. [At the same time], we also must not engage in sinful activity with them and we must guard our own hearts and minds so that we will not fall ourselves. One Saturday night, Tom [a friend] wanted to go and watch a movie. I did too, but I wanted to see something that he felt that we had no business seeing. The Asbury College handbook stated that students were not to view R-rated movies. I thought the movie would be funny. He felt that it could cause the whole group to stumble by watching it. Tom never refused to be a friend. He did refuse to join me in sin or to sit idly by and watch me destroy my mind with sin. Some of you are probably saying, "Hold on buddy, big deal, you wanted to watch a questionable movie." Tom knew a basic fact that I have since learned. Just as a blazing fire begins with a small spark, sin begins with a simple thought. As one Asbury professor often said, "sin always takes you further than you ever wanted to go, keeps you longer than you wanted to stay, and costs you more than you could ever afford to pay." I encourage each of you to show Christ's love to everyone. Love those who are in sin enough to demonstrate what authentic Christianity is with your life. At the same time, guard your own heart as well. 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 ============================================================= >-->From Archives InspiredBuffalo: _..._ _..._ .' _ '. .' _ './ (a) .-'-. / (e) .-'-. '-,-'` | '-,--'` / ; / ; | _ / |/ .\ _ (_\ __..;__ \ ::\ ,/_)._ _;\;``""----...___...---:"`` .-'_ `'. \ '::.()\__) (\())(`._'- `-._ ,:-" '. '. - : ; '::\--;__ _\()`''----...__ `-._ '-. '._ .' | .:::|()\_) (_/`;-. jgs _ ()`-. `""--...____..-'` ;_ .:::| `. \_) _;/_)/).;()'._ (`\.-();/_).__ .::::/().-./`) (_\`;(()(_/(()/(. __.--;();`\_)()\__) .::()--;__:() '-;---()_;\_/()"-._ (_/ (/ /()';();--._\_::'`.();\_)` ,() (_.-(); \._ ``""(_.();_().(`\.-();__)`(_/ `--.__ (_/ (_/() \_) __/(_/|\();__\_)` \_) ` (_/ \_)`-._); >THE MIDDLE C OF LIFE You and I need a middle C. Haven't you had enough change in your life? Relationships change. Health changes. The weather changes. But the God who ruled the Universe last night is the same God who rules it today. Same convictions. Same plan. Same mood. Same love. He never changes. You can no more alter God than a pebble can alter the rhythm of the Pacific. God is our middle C. A still point in a turning world. Don't we need a still point? Don't we need an un-changing shepherd? We equally need an uncaused shepherd. No one breathed life into God. No one sired him. No one gave birth to him. No one caused him. No act brought him forth. And since no act brought God forth, no act can take God out. Does He fear an earthquake? Does He tremble at a tornado? Hardly. God 'sleeps' through storms and calms the winds with a word. Cancer does not trouble him, and cemeteries do not disturb him. He was here before they came. He'll be here after they are gone. He is uncaused. And he is ungoverned. Counselors can comfort you in the storm, but you need a God who can still the storm. Friends can hold your hand at your deathbed, but you need a God who has defeated the grave. Philosophers can debate the meaning of life, but you need a God who can declare the meaning of life. You need God Almighty. You don't need what Dorothy found. Remember her discovery in The Wonderful Wizard of Oz? She and her trio followed the yellow-brick road only to discover that the wizard was a wimp! Nothing but smoke and mirrors and tin-drum thunder. Is that the kind of god you need? No, you need a God who can place 100 billion stars in our galaxy and 100 billion galaxies in the universe. And you need a God who, while so mind-numbingly mighty, can come in the soft of night and touch you with the tenderness of an April snow. You need God Almighty. And, according to David, you have one. He is your shepherd. -<>- Something to warm your hearts: In my lifetime I've seen many beautiful flowers blooming from "broken pots"! Even in the "Autumn" of life is the lingering precious hope of renewal cloaked in the splendor of a kaleidoscope of color! Step into the beauty of life! .-. ,-( o )-. ( o )-( o ) .-\-'.|,`-/-. .-. ( o )--*--( o ) ,-( o )-. `-/-.'|`,-\-' ( o )-( o ) ( o )-( o ) .-\-'.|,`-/-. `-( o )-' _( o )--*--( o ) `-' \/_/ `-/-.'|`,-\-' __ | ( o )-( o ) \_\| .'`-( o )-' | .'\ `-' |/ |\ __ | \| \_\| | __ |/_/ __ | \_\| | __ |/_/ __ | \_\| | __ |/_/ __ | \_\| | __ |/_/ __ | \_\| | __ |/_/ VK/hh >Flower in a Broken Pot Our house was directly across the street from the clinic entrance of Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore. We lived downstairs and rented the upstairs rooms to out patients at the clinic. One summer evening as I was fixing supper, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see a truly awful looking man. "Why, he's hardly taller than my eight-year-old," I thought as I stared at the stooped,shriveled body. But the appalling thing was his face, lopsided from swelling, red and raw. Yet his voice was pleasant as he said, "Good evening.I've come to see if you've a room for just one night I came for a treatment this morning from the eastern shore, and there's no bus 'til morning." He told me he'd been hunting for a room since noon but with no success, no one seemed to have a room. "I guess it's my face.. I know it looks terrible, but my doctor says with a few more treatments..." For a moment I hesitated, but his next words convinced me: "I could sleep in this rocking chair on the porch. My bus leaves early in the morning." I told him we would find him a bed, but to rest on the porch. I went inside and finished getting supper. When we were ready, I asked the old man if he would join us. "No thank you. I have plenty." And he held up a brown paper bag. When I had finished the dishes, I went out on the porch to talk with him a few minutes. It didn't take a long time to see that this old man had an oversized heart crowded into that tiny body. He told me he fished for a living to support his daughter, her five children, and her husband, who was hopelessly crippled from a back injury. He didn't tell it by way of complaint; in fact, every other sentence was preface with a thanks to God for a blessing. He was grateful that no pain accompanied his disease, which was apparently a form of skin cancer. He thanked God for giving him the strength to keep going. At bedtime, we put a camp cot in the children's room for him. When I got up in the morning, the bed linens were neatly folded and the little man was out on the porch. He refused breakfast, but just before he left for his bus, haltingly, as if asking a great favor, he said, Could I please come back and stay the next time I have a treatment? I won't put you out a bit. I can sleep fine in a chair." He paused a moment and then added,"Your children made me feel at home Grownups are bothered by my face, but children don't seem to mind." I told him he was welcome to come again. And on his next trip he arrived a little after seven in the morning. As a gift, he brought a big fish and a quart of the largest oysters I had ever seen. He said he had shucked them that morning before he left so that they'd be nice and fresh. I knew his bus left at 4:00 a.m. and I wondered what time he had to get up in order to do this for us. In the years he came to stay overnight with us there was never a time that he did not bring us fish or oysters or vegetables from his garden. Other times we received packages in the mail, always by special delivery; fish and oysters packed in a box of fresh young spinach or kale, every leaf carefully washed. Knowing that he must walk three miles to mail these, and knowing how little money he had made the gifts doubly precious. When I received these little remembrances, I often thought of a comment our next-door neighbor made after he left that first morning. "Did you keep that awful looking man last night? I turned him away! You can lose roomers by putting up such people!" Maybe we did lose roomers once or twice. But oh! If only they could have known him, perhaps their illnesses would have been easier to bear. I know our family always will be grateful to have known him; from him we learned what it was to accept the bad without complaint and the good with gratitude to God. Recently I was visiting a friend, who has a greenhouse, as she showed me her flowers, we came to the most beautiful one of all, a golden chrysanthemum, bursting with blooms. But to my great surprise, it was growing in an old dented, rusty bucket. I thought to myself, "If this were my plant, I'd put it in the loveliest container I had!" My friend changed my mind. "I ran short of pots," she explained, and knowing how beautiful this one would be, I thought it wouldn't mind starting out in this old pail. It's just for a little while, till I can put it out in the garden." She must have wondered why I laughed so delightedly, but I was imagining just such a scene in heaven. "Here's an especially beautiful one," God might have said when he came to the soul of the sweet old fisherman. "He won't mind starting in this small body." All this happened long ago -- and now, in God's garden, how tall this lovely soul must stand The LORD does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart." (1 Samuel 16:7b) -<>- _ .-' '-. / \ |,-,-,-,-,| ___ | _)_(_ | (/ \) | _\_/_ /) / \_/ \// |( )\/ ||)_( |/ \ n| | / \ | |_|___| \|/ jgs _/L\_ >"PARENTS' TEN COMMANDMENTS" --1. Teach them using God's word. (Deuuteronomy 6:4-9) --2. Tell them what's right and wrong. (1 Kings 1:6) --3. See them as gifts from God. (Psallms 127:3) --4. Guide them in Godly ways. (Proverrbs 22:6) --5. Discipline them. (Proverbs 29:17)) --6. Love them unconditionally. (Luke 15:11-32) --7. Do not provoke them to wrath. (Epphesians 6:4) --8. Earn their respect by example. (11 Timothy 3:4) --9. Provide for their physical needs. (1 Timothy 5:8) --10. Pass your faith along to them. (22 Timothy 1:5) -<>- >Links for Your Enjoyment :) Curse Of The Law http://www.ShangralaFamilyFun.com/BibleStudy/curseofthelaw.html Rules For Raising Children http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/rulesforchildren.html The Sacred Secret http://www.ShangralaFamilyFun.com/BibleStudy/secret.html Angel Wing Decoys http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/angel.html Molly The Speckled Pony http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/molly.html Medical Health Test http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/medical.html Miniature Wonderland! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/modeltrain.html Famous People http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/famous.html Longleat's Meals On Wheels http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/meals.html Microscopic http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/micro.html -<>- >From Our Friend Geniann :) Awesome Tree in South Africa: She sent us one we have here... Disney's Tree Of Life http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/disneytree.html --- ...A wonderful reminder! Thanks Geniann! -<>- >From Our Friend KarenF :) Tissue Alert! A female golden Lab with a little Downs Syndrome boy who has likely never seen a dog up close before. The dog is so gentle & keeps trying to engage the child. What a beautiful animal! http://www.youtube.com/embed/JA8VJh0UJtg?rel=0 --- ...Awww, so endearing! Thanks KarenF! -<>- >From our Friend LouiseA :) I can absolutely guarantee you will ALL enjoy this video. Never give up your dreams... http://www.wimp.com/womandreams/ --- ...Most inspiring! Thanks LouiseA! -<>- >From Our Friend Linda :) PARAHAWKING Off the cliffs next to the Torrey Pines Golf Course in San Diego, these men release their hawks, and then soar with them. http://tinyurl.com/cguh6oo --- ...Wow! Sweet beauty! Thanks Linda! -<>- >From Our Friend Melody :) Blue Angles http://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=W6tB8Lf7YoU Draw a Stickman http://www.drawastickman.com/index.htm Old Man... http://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=19THRdXxmaI --- ...Great Smiles! Thanks Melody! 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 ========================================================== ` `. <```--... .---.// < `. `.. `.___ / ___`.' _`_ . ` .'\\__ .'---`.`. / .'---`. /.' _`.\_\ / /.'\\ `.\ || <__||_| | || ~ || \`.___.'/ /________\ \`.___.'/ `.___.' `.___.' unknown >Assistance on Icy Ground Story Editor: by The Bystander Joyce Schowalter England, United Kingdom One freezing November day I drove to the market along an icy road. As I came around the corner, a motorcyclist was on the freezing ground, his bike partly under a car. I joined the crowd of people surrounding him hoping to help. He was bleeding, his left ankle and leg clearly broken, and perhaps worse, he was struggling to breathe. The man whose car had hit the motorcyclist was hysterical, yelling, "My God, I didn't see him, I didn't even see him!" Then a car pulled up, and a heavy lady with a stick hopped out. She told her husband, "Get my first-aid kit and blankets." She put bystanders to work: "Direct traffic around us." "Put out those cigarettes!" "Go to the intersection and flag the ambulance." People were grateful to be useful. She knelt on the icy ground and assessed the motorcyclist. He was in the middle of an asthma attack, so she helped him use his inhaler, calmed him and gave him a sense of safety. I could see his breathing improve. She smiled, "I'm a nurse, I'm going to help you. Just be calm. The ambulance will be here soon. Everything will be OK." She quickly splinted his ankle and leg. She turned to the driver of the car, and said, "He's OK, now go sit, it's all right." The warmth of her words calmed the hysterical man. When the ambulance arrived half an hour later, she handed over his care and offered to call the motorcyclist's wife to meet him at the hospital. I overheard, "Your husband is OK, no, he's fine, really, but he's been in a little accident...." As police spoke to the car's driver, with the ambulance on the way, we all began to leave. Then I saw the nurse's husband helping her to her feet, and supporting her as she struggled to walk back to her car. As he walked around to his door, I asked her husband if she was OK. "She has a spinal injury and is in constant pain, and kneeling on the cold ground is about the worst thing for her," he said. "She'll be in bed for a week now." I asked why she stopped. He looked at me and said, "She's a nurse. She couldn't possibly drive by anyone who needed her, no matter what. She doesn't care about her own pain... well, she's a nurse, that's all." She called him to the car. They waved goodbye. About a month later, I saw the motorcyclist in a local coffee shop and asked how he was doing. "Great!" he said, "You know that nurse saved my leg? The blood flow to my foot stopped; she fixed it when she splinted my leg. If we'd waited for the ambulance it would have been too late. She didn't give my wife her name, do you know her?" All her husband said, I replied, was: "She's a nurse". =======HeroicStories======= >-->From Kidwarmers: ____ /^\ / -- ) / | \ (____/ / | | \ / / /_|_|_|_/ / | / / __ __ __ | / /__ __ __ [ ]__[ ]__[ ]. / /[ ]__[ ]__[ ] |__ ____/ /___ __| | / .------ ) | | / / / | SheDragon | / / / | ~~~~~~~~~~~~-----------~~~~~~~~ldb~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >THE FUNNY THINGS KIDS SAY Mike says that when he read the "beach" story last week, it reminded him of his friend who took his little boy to the beach for the first time. They lived in the country and the most water the little boy had ever seen was a small stream (they called it a "branch") that ran through their yard. When they arrived at the beach the father covered his son's eyes and led him down to the shore. When the little boy saw the ocean, he was silent for a moment and then said, "Good day, Daddy, what a branch!" -- Rev. Mike Ingo of Max Meadows, Virginia Debbie's granddaughter Alexis, 3, asked why Poppaw had to go to work every day. Debbie said, "He has to earn money." Alexis quickly replied, "Oh, so he can buy me toys!" -- Debbie of Tuscaloosa, Alabama One day Alexis was being rowdy and Debbie told her she needed to behave. Without missing a beat, Alexis said, "I am have, Grammy!" o=(=(=(=(=(=(=)=)=)=)=o !-'-'-'-/_\-'-'-'-! ! ! , /___\` ! !! !!! , / | \` ! ! !! ,|___|___` !!! !_,| |_______|` `_! !-`| | | |,-! !!!! | | ! !! !!!! | | !!!! !!!!_|_______|_!!!! !!!!___________!!!! !!!! !!!! !!!! !!!! !!!! !!!! ejm !!!! !!!! When Jeanne's son was 4, they lived in a small apartment house on the ground floor. One day some friends were talking with Vince and they happened to mention that he had beautiful eyes. He replied, "They have to be bright so I can see through Mommy's dirty windows!" Vince is 31 now and Jeanne still chuckles! -- Jeanne Corrigan of Raleigh, North Carolina TJ, 5, had a ringworm. After taking his medicine for a couple of weeks, his mother told him it was not contagious anymore. Later, while talking to his aunt, he told her, "I have a ringworm but it's not conscious anymore." -- Vi Armstrong (grandmother of TJ) of Peekskill, New York Many years ago, Paula and her husband took his daughter to the ice follies. During intermission Jayna, 3, had to use the "potty". Paula had to help her lift up her dress and sit her on the potty. It was the first time she had ever used a public restroom. The facilities were stainless steel -- much colder and narrower than a home toilet. After she finished her business, she looked up at Paula with enormous eyes and said, "Please don't flush me down!" -- Paula Brenneman of Reno, Nevada &&&&& |~ |~ && -.-& |~ o' o' & . o' jrei __)` -(_ On Memorial Day Linda took her grandaughters Alexis, 5, and her cousin Autumn, 5, for a walk to the cemetery. As they entered the cemetery, Alexis said to Autumn, "Look at all the flags on the gravys!" -- Linda Martelli of Springfield, Massachusetts Blake, 4, asked his grandfather if he could have something to drink. "What do you want to drink?" his grandfather asked. Blake replied, "Something way, way good!" -- Michael Langford (grandfather of Blake) of Pierce City, Missouri Blake was looking at some pictures of himself and his two brothers. He pointed to Brennan, 5, and said, "Brennan is a really cool dude!" Then he looked at Cooper, 18 months, and said, "Cooper is a real cool guy!" Then he said, "And I am a really cool man. And I am the handsomest of them all!" __ ," ". _ .---. _ /# \ ,' `. ,' `.." ". ,--. |# `/ # (# ) / ) `. | ) (`.__/ / `. \ ( )/'/ / `.\ /) (( / / `. .'( )y / >_<\ `._.'( / / ) /'-`.->,-' ( ( ( ( ) ) ) hjw ( Nickolas turned 10. At his party he and his friends were asking questions about a book that one boy had given as a gift. They asked him questions about sword fights and different characters. Then one boy, Charlie, asked, "Is there any romance involved?" It was unclear as to whether he thought that would be a positive or a negative. -- Michelle (mother of Nickolas) in Southern California A 4-year-old and a 6-year-old presented their mother with a house plant. They had used their own money and she was thrilled. The 6-year-old said with a sad face, "There was a bouquet that we wanted to give you. It was real pretty but it was too expensive. It had a ribbon on it that said 'Rest in Peace' and we thought it would be just perfect since you are always asking for a little peace so that you can rest!" -- Lois Hetmansperger of Auburn, Indiana ========================================================== >-->From Our Friend LouiseA :) _ /_) _.-===-._ / .; `_-.'- .'. _ __ _/ /.'\ ._ '. , \ (_\ /\_( \ |.`.-._'- . '| \ |_) / |/` `'--'`\| _\__ \_)_| /` ._. ._. `\ / )(_\ )/ ( \_ _ _/ \' (_| / / \ / _) (_/ | `',_ _'._'---'_.'_ _,.' | \ \ / \ \ `"""` / / / / \ \_.' \ \ / / | .' `--., \ \ / / _;-'` `| \ \ / / | .;--""```````""--;. /( )\ \_`'-------------'`_/ | `';-----;-----;'` | | / : \ / : \ / : \ | |V.','.V.','.V.','.V| \`./_\.;./_\.;./_\.`/ ';..___________..;' jgs | _ | ; | ; \ | / ', _ _ | __ _,' /o____|____o\ |::::|::::| |::::|::::| \:::|:::/ ,`-' Y '-`, / / \ \ (___.' '.___) >The Drum (by Francine Christiane Marsh) There is a drum that's beating Deep within my soul It calls to me, it is constant, A beat I don't control! It speaks to me in rhythm Like a heartbeat, ALWAYS there It guides me and it comforts, and it tells me what to share! All the WONDERS that it shows me, All the BLESSINGS that it sends All the messages it whispers Like a TRUE and constant friend! When I'm lonely, or I'm frightened, It reminds me, it's STILL there With its subtle beat it takes me, from the world, to AWESOME prayer! There's a dream that I keep having In my Spirit and my mind and if I close my eyes and listen, I hear sounds of other times! Like the steady hammer pounding driving nails that screamed of pain or the thunder and the lightening, and the ever pounding rain. I can hear the wailing women and the sobs of heartsick men In the distance, sounds of marching, then the weeping sounds again. As those sounds begin to grieve me, other sounds come, with a beat Like the marching of the soldiers and the rhythm of their feet. Sounds of AWE at something wondrous, Something there, that should not be A voice as soft as angel wings Oh How I wish that I could see! And the JOY in all the voices, as they praise His Holy Name I hear crying men and women, but their cries are not the same! And my dream takes on new meaning, as the drumming starts again To the steady, soothing rhythm, Of my Godly, CONSTANT Friend~ There's a drum that beats WITHIN me, It's the SPIRIT of the SON JESUS wrote the precious music The HOLY SPIRIT PLAYS the drum!!! --- ...Amen! Beautiful And So true! 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