Turkey Leftovers And More! ... :) Shangy! >Here are the details on our Yahoo ShangyFunList: To Subscribe send a blank email to ShangyFunList-subscribe@yahoogroups.com To UnSubscribe send a blank email to ShangyFunList-unsubscribe@yahoogroups.com Group home page: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ShangyFunList Through no fault of my own we suddenly became an adult club in the love and romance directory so you will have to confirm that you are an adult when you go here. I still have no idea how to change this back as it sends me around in a circle when I try! or Web Site: http://www.ShangralaFamilyFun.com/ShangyFunList.html Group email address: ShangyFunList@yahoogroups.com or email me here: bcrsystems@earthlink.net ================ *~* A REMINDER: PLEASE Send me sweet, interesting, funny, inspiring, family type forwards ANY TIME here... bcrsystems@earthlink.net I Need them, Love them, Use them, and Share them! THANK YOU!! AND For Facebook Users: Please Friend Me / Like Me here... http://tinyurl.com/cma6all ^~^ May God SUPER BLESS You As You Do! THANK YOU! ================ >-->In The 'Shangy' News :) >I am sorry to inform you that the web site is still down. I was hoping to send this out with notice the site was open - but that hasn't happened yet. Sorry. I have made a backup of my current website, canceled my account with them, Paid a huge sum and signed up for their VPS Business account and managed through much brain strain to learn how to do things with a server like I was some sort of computer wiz kid geek. I am not certain I have all the settings correct but managed to get the FTP program to work. I uploaded over 2GB of files to the web site late last night into early this morning. I have been waiting on iPage since around 10:30 this morning to get the site off suspension and back up and running. The live chat Techs said I need a specialist to work on it and they flagged it as top priority. Once they get around to it, it will be all set to go. But it has been close to two hours since I talked on live chat with the Tech. Since the web site was first up and running back in 1997, I've never had it down for so long! It is heartbreaking for me to think of it being down and not serving all you my loyal visitors, friends and group members. I am so sorry for this and am most Thankful to you for your continued patience. Blessings In Christ Always, :) Shangy! =========================================================== , }`-. , , \ \ '-' \ .-'{ _} . | ,`\ / ' ; .-;\ { \ | | / `/ '-.,/ ; | { -- -. ' '`-, .--._.' ; \__ \ \ | ' / |`. ; _,`\ '. '- ' `_- '.`; ; ,-`_.-' ,--. \ ` /` '--' `;.` (` _ .--.\ '._) '-. \ \ `-. ; `-';| '. -. ' __ '. ; ; _,-' / { __'.\ ' '-,/; `-' ';`.- ` .-' '-. `-._' | `; ;`' .-'` <_ -' ` .\ `; ; (_.'`\ _.;-"``"'-._'. `:; ___, _.-' | .-'\'. '.` \ \_,_`\ ;##` `'; _.' /_'._\ \ \__;#####./###. \` \.' .'`/"`/ (#######)###::.. _.' '.' .' ; , |:. `|()##`"""` jgs `'-../__/_\:: /O()()o ()'._.'`()()' >-->From Heartwarmers: "The unthankful heart... discovers no mercies; but let the thankful heart sweep through the day and, as the magnet finds the iron, so it will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings! -- Henry Ward Beecher >THE GREATEST THANKSGIVING by Nancy B. Gibbs "Are you going grocery shopping today?" my husband, Roy asked when I picked up the telephone. "I plan to," I answered. Thanksgiving was only a couple days away. Everyone in our family would be coming to our house. My funds were limited, therefore my box of coupons awaited me in the car. I knew I had to be creative in my shopping that day. I had to stretch every dollar. For a few seconds, Roy sat silently on the other end of the line. "Why do you ask?" I uttered, fearing what he might say. "Nancy, there's a family with a half dozen kids that will not have anything to eat for Thanksgiving. The little one is only five-years-old." "So what are you saying?" I whispered. "While you're at the store could you possibly buy something for them?" Roy's words echoed in my heart. Groceries? a five-year-old? eight in the family? My head began to spin thinking about the fifty dollars I had reserved for our family's Thanksgiving dinner. In the back of my mind I counted the hungry guests who would be coming to our house for dinner. I put my head down on my desk, already feeling defeated. There's no way possible, I thought. But the compassion I heard in my husband's voice struck a nerve inside me. "Sure," I replied. "But only if God helps." "Thanks, sweetheart," Roy whispered. "Just do what you can." He then hung up the telephone. I finished my work and prayed all the way to the nearest grocery store. I entered the parking lot. I noticed a big sign in the grocery store window: Turkeys - 29 cents a pound. "This is the place, Lord" I whispered. I grabbed my box of coupons, went inside, secured two buggies, and headed to the frozen foods. The turkeys were indeed on sale, but I discovered one big problem. When I read the sign posted on the freezer door my heart sank. "Limit one." "But I need two," I uttered to myself. I decided to find the manager. I explained the problem. He made an exception. After tossing a turkey in each buggy, I began my shopping fury. It was amazing how many buy-one, get-one free items were being featured that day. The first item went into one buggy. The free item went in the other. In addition, I had all the right coupons to get exactly what both families needed for a hearty Thanksgiving dinner. I proceeded to the register and held my breath while the cashier rang up my groceries. To my surprise, I had enough money. I was even able to purchase a package of cookies for the five-year-old who had stolen my heart, even though I had never met her. Later that afternoon, Roy and I made a special delivery to a home filled with children of all ages. I will never forget the smiles on the six kids' faces, as they made several trips from my car carrying numerous bags of groceries inside. This event reminded me of a story. Even though He only had a few loaves and fishes, Jesus multiplied them and fed five thousand people. And to top it off, there was food left over. I wondered if God was doing the same thing that day. By far, that was the greatest Thanksgiving Day of my life. My entire family shared a hearty meal with us. We had plenty to eat. We even had enough food left over for the evening meal. That afternoon, when I had time to think about what had happened, I imagined a home, not far from where I lived. There was a mother and a father and six children sitting around the kitchen table, laughing and rejoicing. They enjoyed the same meal that our family had shared together that day. Then I realized that miracles happen when we step out in faith and in steps God. For with us, some things are impossible. But with God, all things are possible. -- Nancy B. Gibbs ___________________________________________ Nancy is an author, a religion columnist, and an inspirational speaker. She speaks at many women and senior events. Nancy's newest book, Under the Mistletoe, consists of 25 Christmas Love Stories -- one to read every day from December 1st to December 25th. You can learn about it at Nancy's website here: http://www.nancybgibbs.com/ ========================================================== >-->From Our Friend Bunni :) |_| _, _ _ ___ | |(_||_)|_)\_| .'=:-\ ___ | | ._| /.='( ` | |_ _ ,_ |/ , _ . .,_ _ /. ^=.'-._..---. | | |(_|| ||\/_)(_|||/|| |(_| | =^.'=.'^//"(_`\\)8, ._| ._| |^.'=' .=||/' `\||;8.-' \'.^,=^'.||; ; ||8/:_,_ give thanks... './-`\= \\\.-./;//,_/`- \ jgs \__/-/'-\888::((()),_ /:. .O__/ (_88:::(())):. `8':. ' >The Meaning of Thanksgiving THANKSGIVING T is for the trust the pilgrims had so many years ago H is for the harvest the settlers learnt to grow A is for America, the land in which we live N is for nature and beauty which she gives K is for kindness, gentle words, thoughtful deeds S is for smiles, the sunshine everyone needs G is for gratitude - our blessings big and small I is for ideas, letting wisdom grow tall V is for voices, singing, laughing, always caring I is for Indians, who taught them about sharing N is for neighbors, across the street, over the sea G is for giving of myself to make a better me Give thanks in all circumstances. 1 Thessalonians 5:18 --- ...SWEET! Thanks Bunni! =========================================================== >-->From Our Friend KarenF :) >Thanksgiving Weather Forecast Turkeys will thaw in the morning, then warm in the oven to an afternoon high near 190º. The kitchen will turn hot and humid, and if you bother the cook, be ready for a severe squall or cold shoulder. During the late afternoon and evening, the cold front of a knife will slice through the turkey, causing an accumulation of one to two inches on plates. Mashed potatoes will drift across one side while cranberry sauce creates slippery spots on the other. Please pass the gravy. A weight watch and indigestion warning have been issued for the entire area, with increased stuffiness around the beltway. During the evening, the turkey will diminish and taper off to leftovers, dropping to a low of 34º in the refrigerator. Looking ahead to Friday and Saturday, high pressure to eat sandwiches established. Flurries of leftovers can be expected both days with a 50 percent chance of scattered soup late in the day. We expect a warming trend where soup develops. By early next week, eating pressure will be low as the only wish left will be the bone. --- ...HaHa! Thanks Karen :) ============================================================== >-->From our Friend Fran :) .-""""-._.'| / '.| | / | / | -= | /| ( | |/`< ) ) ( ; -=| _| ) \ \ / ____ /) '._ _.-""-.< .' `\/) / / \ / _ .'`/| _ / | '-._( __\ (__/_/=, ( \| \ -=/ /--;==========` ._,;'\==='-,..__/__/__.' `'--/,/ || ' \ / | / || ' \ \/ . || ; jgs / / || | | . || | / '=------| / ' ; ; ;| `-.___.___.___.___._/ >Thanksgiving Delights On Thanksgiving Day we're thankful for Our blessings all year through, For family we dearly love, For good friends, old and new. For sun to light and warm our days, For stars that glow at night, For trees of green and skies of blue, And puffy clouds of white. We're grateful for our eyes that see The beauty all around, For arms to hug, and legs to walk, And ears to hear each sound. The list of all we're grateful for Would fill a great big book; Our thankful hearts find new delights Everywhere we look! ~ Joanna Fuchds ~ -<>- >"I'm Thankful Quotes from Johny Cash I'm thankful for a pair of shoes that feel really good on my feet; I like my shoes. I'm thankful for the birds; I feel like they're singing just for me when I get up in the morning... Saying, 'Good morning, John. You made it, John.' I'm thankful for the sea breeze that feels so good right now, and the scent of jasmine when the sun starts going down. I'm thankful... -<>- >A Dinner Of Thanksgiving She was just a bent old lady Her hair was full of gray I was just a child of seven Who had stepped outside to play. Her dress was worn and tattered She looked so frail and thin But her eyes were warm and caring And she kindly asked me in. As the morning hours were fading I recall her gentle plea "Please stay a little longer And enjoy a meal with me." I had no way of knowing That her shelves were nearly bare But it didn’t really matter She was glad to have me there. The meal was small and meager But I felt like I’d been blessed When I sat there at the table And she served to me her best. In honor of her memory This moment I will seize To be thankful for the bounty When we shared a bowl of peas. I am humbled by her spirit Unblemished through the years She’s smiling down from heaven As I wipe away these tears. For she, too, still remembers That warm delightful day When a little girl of seven Had stepped outside to play. ~ Marilyn Ferguson ~ -<>- >Thanksgiving: I can still imagine the scents and the tastes -- steam coming from the crispy brown skin of the 25 pound Turkey bird, sweetness from the marshmallow covered yams, whipped mashed potatoes covered with gallons of thick gravy, and oven baked rolls as well as pies. As I was envisioning that perfect Thanksgiving meal, a smile came to my face. That smile became even broader as I remembered watching football games on TV after the meal. Well, even though those memories are nice ones, they are not actually mine. They might have been my "hallucinations" of what a perfect Thanksgiving would have been like growing up. See, my parents got married on Thanksgiving over 40 years ago. My mother stated she refused to cook on her anniversary. That meant no oven browned Turkey, no mashed potatoes; not even any yams. My mother was busy preparing for her anniversary. Growing up, I always felt "deprived" at Thanksgiving time. While other families were sitting around their dining room tables with a beautifully stuffed bird in the middle, my family always ended up at the same empty Italian restaurant ordering the same large cheese pizza. I always felt cheated near the end of November. However, that was many, many years ago. Now, I realize what the true beauty of the Thanksgiving meal is. Whether it's at your dining room table, a pizza parlor, or anywhere else in the world, the beauty of the Thanksgiving meal is having family and loved ones being together with each other. Looking back at my Thanksgiving meals with my family I realize that the turkey does not make the Thanksgiving meal -- the people do. Well, that and a good football game. by Michael Jordan Segal --- ...Teehee! Thanks Fran! ============================================================= >-->From SermondFodder: .========. .-| |-. .''-'`_.|__ __ __|._`'-''. / .--'` | [LI] | `'--. \ .' / _.--'''""""'''--._ \ '. /` .' .-' _.----._ '-. '. `\ | / / .' _ _ '. \ \ | | | | / `_ _` \ | | | / / '. | (o)(o) | .' \ \ | | '._| .-""-. |_.' | | | \ / | \ / | \ / | / / | / \ /\/\ / \ | \ \ | | / | '-.( ).-' | \ | | | | | / \`""`/ \ | | | \ \ / | _.-| |-._ | \ / / \ \ | / .' | | '. \ | / / '. './ | .' / \ '. | \.' .' '._| \/ \/ |_.' `'{` , , `}'` { } { } { } { } { } { } \,/ \,/ '. .' jgs '-.__ __.-' { _}""{_ } / \ / \ /=/=|=| |=|=\=\ \/\/\_/ \_/\/\/ >What Turkeys Need To Know But Don't 1. By limiting your corn intake to 175 kernels a day, you can lose thirteen pounds or three hours baking time, whatever the case may be. 2. There is no such thing as the friendly ax-man. 3. Hiding inside old Jack-O-Lanterns never works. 4. Running helps you lose weight, but you will never fly, ever. 5. Stop writing to Benjamin Franklin; he's dead, and you lost that National symbol argument long ago. 6. No one buys the "you can't eat a turkey with glasses routine." 7. If anyone asks you about your drumstick size, be afraid; be very afraid. 8. Sweet corn meal is NOT low in calories. Stop eating it. 9. Pretending to be "just a chicken" is not very smart. 10. If there are not pigs or geese on your farm, you should probably worry about Christmas as well. ======= >Martha Stewart will NOT be dining with us this Thanksgiving by Barbara A. Tyler (as Printed in Today's Woman, November 2000) Martha Stewart will not be dining with us this Thanksgiving. I'm telling you in advance, so don't act surprised. Since Ms. Stewart won't be coming, I've made a few small changes: - Our sidewalk will not be lined with homemade, paper bag luminaries. After a trial run, it was decided that no matter how cleverly done, rows of flaming lunch sacks do not have the desired welcoming effect. - Once inside, our guests will note that the entry hall is not decorated with the swags of Indian corn and fall foliage I had planned to make. Instead, I've gotten the kids involved in the decorating by having them track in colorful autumn leaves from the front yard. The mud was their idea. - The dining table will not be covered with expensive linens, fancy china, or crystal goblets. If possible, we will use dishes that match and everyone will get a fork. Since this IS thanksgiving, we will refrain from using the plastic Peter Rabbit plate and the Santa napkins from last Christmas. - Our centerpiece will not be the tower of fresh fruit and flowers that I promised. Instead we will be displaying a hedgehog-like decoration hand-crafted from the finest construction paper. The artist assures me it is a turkey. - We will be dining fashionably late. The children will entertain you while you wait. I'm sure they will be happy to share every choice comment I have made regarding Thanksgiving, pilgrims and the turkey hotline. Please remember that most of these comments were made at 5:00 a.m. upon discovering that the turkey was still hard enough to cut diamonds. As accompaniment to the children's recital, I will play a recording of tribal drumming. If the children should mention that I don't own a recording of tribal drumming, or that tribal drumming sounds suspiciously like a frozen turkey in a clothes dryer, ignore them. They are lying. - We toyed with the idea of ringing a dainty silver bell to announce the start of our feast. In the end, we chose to keep our traditional method. - We've also decided against a formal seating arrangement. When the smoke alarm sounds, please gather around the table and sit where you like. In the spirit of harmony, we will ask the children to sit at a separate table. In a separate room. Next door. - Now, I know you have all seen pictures of one person carving a turkey in front of a crowd of appreciative onlookers. This will not be happening at our dinner. For safety reasons, the turkey will be carved in a private ceremony. I stress "private" meaning: Do not, under any circumstances, enter the kitchen to laugh at me. Do not send small, unsuspecting children to check on my progress. I have an electric knife. The turkey is unarmed. It stands to reason that I will eventually win. When I do, we will eat. - I would like to take this opportunity to remind my young diners that "passing the rolls" is not a football play. Nor is it a request to bean your sister in the head with warm tasty bread. Oh, and one reminder for the adults: For the duration of the meal, and especially while in the presence of you diners, we will refer to the giblet gravy by its lesser-known name: Cheese Sauce. If a young diner questions you regarding the origins or type of Cheese Sauce, plead ignorance. Cheese Sauce stains. - Before I forget, there is one last change. Instead of offering a choice between 12 different scrumptious desserts, we will be serving the traditional pumpkin pie, garnished with whipped cream and small fingerprints. You will still have a choice; take it or leave it. Martha Stewart will not be dining with us this Thanksgiving. She probably won't come next year either. I am thankful. ==== ####### ##[_]## ,;###########;, <<:{{\|@___@|/}}:>> <<:{{| ( /___\\) \}}:>> <<:{{/\ \\___/( /\}}:>> <<<<:{{| \ _.| |(_\/ |}}:>>>> <<<:{{|`\,'| '-' |'./`|}}:>>> <<<:{{|`\/ \___/ \/`|}}:>>> <<<:{{ \// ) ~ ~ ( \\/ }}:>>> <<:{{`{///' ~ ^ ~ '\\\}`}}:>>> <<:{{,=`. ~ ^.~.^ ~ .`=,}}:>> `-,__.__,-' \ | / jgs // \\ .---'( )'---. `---'-` `-'---` >The Night Before Thanksgiving Tis the night before Thanksgiving and all through our house No turkey is baking; I feel like a louse, For I am all nestled, so snug in my bed; I'm not gettin' up and I'm not bakin' bread. No pies in my oven, no cranberry sauce Cuz I give the orders, and I am the boss. When out in the kitchen, there arose such a clatter I almost got up to see what was the matter. As I drew in my head and was tossing around To the bed came my husband, he grimaced, he frowned. And laying his finger aside of his nose, He scared me to death and I thought, "Here he goes!" He spoke not a word as he threw back my quilt And the look that he gave was intended to wilt. So up to the ceiling my pillows he threw I knew I had had it, his face had turned blue. "You prancer, you dodger, you're lazy, you vixen Out yonder in kitchen, Thanksgiving you're fixin." But he heard me explain, with my face in a pout: "I'm just plain too tired and we're eating out!" Contributed by: Mariane Holbrook via www.humormatters.com ==== >From Sermon Fodder and Joke A Day Ministries. To subscribe drop an email note to Sermon_Fodder-subscribe@yahoogroups.com. Or, you can join Sermon Fodder on Facebook. Please leave this attached if you forward this to friends. ======================================== Hoping your Thanksgiving is truly thankful... The Sermon Fodder Guy ============================================================== >-->From Archives InspiredBuffalo: _..._ .~ `~. / } \ _.'`~~/ {_,} -( ,'-,___.' / |_ /| / ` |_/ / \ / / '--;_ _\ `\ / |`-.___. / ^^^jgs^^^`--`------'`--`^^^^^^^^^^^^^ >Two For One With God "Are you going grocery shopping today?" my husband, Roy asked when I picked up the telephone. "I plan to," I answered. Thanksgiving was only a couple days away. Everyone in our family would be coming to our house. My funds were limited, therefore my box of coupons awaited me in the car. I knew I had to be creative in my shopping that day. I had to stretch every dollar. For a few seconds, Roy sat silently on the other end of the line. "Why do you ask?" I uttered, fearing what he might say. "Nancy, there's a family with a half dozen kids that will not have anything to eat for Thanksgiving. The little one is only five-years- old. " "So what are you saying?" I whispered. "While you're at the store could you possibly buy something for them?" Roy's words echoed in my heart. Groceries--a five-year-old--- eight in the family--- My head began to spin thinking about the fifty dollars I had reserved for our family's Thanksgiving dinner. In the back ofy mind I counted the hungry guests who would be coming to our house for dinner. I put my head down on my desk, already Feeling defeated. There's no way possible, I thought. But the compassion I heard in my husband's' voice struck a nerve inside me. "Sure," I replied. "But only if God helps." "Thanks, sweetheart," Roy whispered. "Just do what you can." He then hung up the telephone. I finished my work and prayed all the way to the nearest grocery store. I entered the parking lot. I noticed a big sign in the grocery store window: Turkeys - 29 cents a pound. "This is the place, Lord" I whispered. I grabbed my box of coupons, went inside, secured two buggies, and headed to the frozen foods. The turkeys were indeed on sale, but I discovered one big problem. When I read the sign posted on the freezer door my heart sank. "Limit one." "But I need two," I uttered to myself. I decided to find the manager. I explained the problem. He made an exception. After tsing a turkey in each buggy, I began my shopping fury. It was amazing how many buy-one, get-one free items were being featured that day. The first item went into one buggy. The free item went in the other. In addition, I had all the right coupons to get exactly what both families needed for a hearty Thanksgiving dinner. I proceeded to the register and held my breath while the cashier rang up my groceries. To my surprise, I had enough money. I was even able to purchase a package of cookies for the five-year-old who had stolen my heart, even though I had never met her. Later that afternoon, Roy and I made a special delivery to a home filled with children of all ages. I will never forget the smiles on The six kids' faces, as they made several trips from my car carrying numerous bags of groceries inside. This event reminded me of a story. Even though He only had a few loaves and fishes, Jesus multiplied them and fed five thousand people. And to top it off, there asfood left over. I wondered if God was doing the same thing that day. By far, that was the greatest Thanksgiving Day of my life. My entire family shared a hearty meal with us. We had plenty to eat. We even Had enough food left over for the evening meal. That afternoon, when I had time to think about what had happened, I imagined a home, not far from where I lived. There was a mother and a Father and six children sitting around the kitchen table, laughing and rejoicing. They enjoyed the same meal that our family had shared together that day. Then I realized that miracles happen when we step out in faith and in steps God. For with us, some things are impossible. But with God, all things are possible. -<>- _.-._ /| | | |_ || | | | | || | | | | _|| ` | \\`\ ; \\ | \\ / jgs | | | | | | >A Thanksgiving Story It was the day before Thanksgiving - the first one my three children and I would be spending without their father, who had left several months before. Now the two older children were very sick with the flu, and the eldest had just been prescribed bed rest for a week. It was a cool, gray day outside, and a light rain was falling. I grew wearier as I scurried around, trying to care for each child: thermometers, juice, diapers. And I was fast running out of liquids for the children. But when I checked my purse, all I found was about $2.50 - and this was supposed to last me until the end of the month. That's when I heard the phone ring. It was the secretary from our former church, and she told me that they had been thinking about us and had something to give us from the congregation. I told her that I was going out to pick up some more juice and soup for the children, and I would drop by the church on my way to the market. I arrived at the church just before lunch. The church secretary met me at the door and handed me a special gift envelope. "We think of you and the kids often," she said, "and you are in our hearts and prayers. We love you." When I opened the envelope, I found two grocery certificates inside. Each was worth $20. I was so touched and moved, I broke down and cried. "Thank you very much," I said, as we hugged each other. "Please give our love and thanks to the church." Then I drove to a store near our home and purchased some much-needed items for the children. At the check-out counter I had a little over $14.00 worth of groceries, and I handed the cashier one of the gift certificates. She took it, then turned her back for what seemed like a very long time. I thought something might be wrong. Finally I said, "This gift certificate is a real blessing. Our former church gave it to our family, knowing I'm a single parent trying to make ends meet." The cashier then turned around, with tears in her loving eyes, and replied, "Honey, that's wonderful! Do you have a turkey?" "No. It's okay because my children are sick anyway." She then asked, "Do you have anything else for Thanksgiving dinner?" Again I replied, "No." After handing me the change from the certificate, she looked at my face and said, "Honey, I can't tell you exactly why right now, but I want you to go back into the store and buy a turkey, cranberry sauce, pumpkin pie or anything else you need for a Thanksgiving dinner." I was shocked, and humbled to tears. "Are you sure?" I asked. "Yes! Get whatever you want. And get some Gatorade for the kids." I felt awkward as I went back to do more shopping, but I selected a fresh turkey, a few yams and potatoes, and some juices for the children. Then I wheeled the shopping cart up to the same cashier as before. As I placed my groceries on the counter, she looked at me once more with giant tears in her kind eyes and began to speak. "Now I can tell you. This morning I prayed that I could help someone today, and you walked through my line." She reached under the counter for her purse and took out a $20 bill. She paid for my groceries and then handed me the change. Once more I was moved to tears. The sweet cashier then said, "I am a Christian. Here is my phone number if you ever need anything." She then took my head in her hands, kissed my cheek and said, "God bless you, honey." As I walked to my car, I was overwhelmed by this stranger's love and by the realization that God loves my family too, and shows us his love through this stranger's and my church's kind deeds. The children were supposed to have spent Thanksgiving with their father that year, but because of the flu they were home with me, for a very special Thanksgiving Day. They were feeling better, and we all ate the goodness of the Lord's bounty - and our community's love. Our hearts were truly filled with thanks. By Andrea Nannette Mejia (c) -<>- >Love in Action In her book, Living with Love, Josephine Robertson tells a story: "In 1883, a youthful clergyman, the Rev. Joe Roberts, arrived by stagecoach in a blizzard to minister to the Indians of Wyoming. This great, wild area had been assigned to the Protestant Episcopal Church by President Grant. Soon after Joe Roberts arrived, the son of the chief was shot by a soldier in a brawl, and Chief Washakie vowed to kill the first white man he met. Since this might mean the start of a long, bloody feud, young Roberts decided to take action. Seeking out the tepee, 15 miles away in the mountains, he stood outside and called the chief's name. When Washakie appeared, Roberts opened his shirt. "I have heard of your vow," he said, "I know that the other white men have families, but I am alone. Kill me instead." The chief was amazed and motioned him into his tent. "How do you have so much courage?" he asked. Joe Roberts told him about Christ, his death, his teachings. They talked for hours. When Joe left, the chief of the Shoshones had renounced his vow to kill and resolved to become a Christian. Washakie had seen love in action. Every group which calls itself Christian would do well to decide what it should do to make love visible in the home, church, community, and world. For unless love becomes visible, it is not love at all." -<>- >Links for Your Enjoyment: ** When the site is back up - Please Visit These: "Alice's Restaurant." http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/alices.html Bailey's Jesus http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/bailey.html The Giver And The Gift http://www.ShangralaFamilyFun.com/BibleStudy/givergift.html Angels Are Watching http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/angelswatching.html Give Praise http://www.ShangralaFamilyFun.com/poems/praise.html Directions Home http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/home.html Human Chameleon http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/chameleon.html Mountain Biking http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/mountainbiking.html Until We Write Again http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/write.html The Emotional and Physical Benefits of Thanks-Living http://www.truthortradition.com/emails/thanksgiving_2009_email2.html Parenting No'No's 2! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/parenting2.html Pucker Up Baby! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/babypucker.html Unique Designer Shoes! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/shoes.html Woman's Dream http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/woman.html Chevy: American Pride! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/chevypride.html Would You Care? http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/care.html -<>- >From Our Friend Fran :) dog fun http://www.mamarocks.com/dog_fun.htm --- ...LOL! Thanks Fran! -<>- >From Our Friend LouiseA: Frying a turkey is a delicious option for your Thanksgiving feast. However, it can also present a safety risk. William Shatner wants to keep you safe by sharing his turkey-frying experience in this hilarious, over-the-top safety video. http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=EYkRF_FmD40 "Our dog, Sasha, took a break from playing fetch to befriend a carp at Lake Mead in Las Vegas Nevada. What ensues is a 2 minute frolicking as Sasha & Carp say hello, swim together, eat together and finally meet nose to nose in a touching video of 2 unlikely friends. The carp actually makes it a point to return and play with Sasha." As seen on Animal Planet's America's Cutest Pets and Good Morning America. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jaUayYNFKpM&feature=player_embedded Do you complain about getting old? Watch 76 year old Harry Kramer perform amazing bicycle tricks. http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=4NPPuPQ59-Y Hot Girl - So funny! http://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=sls5M5YWIOQ&feature=youtu.be See bears walking like humans, swimming like humans, opening car doors and even playing tether-ball. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n_syweDS2AA&feature=player_embedded What would you do if you were kayaking and hundreds of sharks suddenly surrounded you? Apparently Leopard sharks aren't dangerous, but I would totally freak out anyway! http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=V3YPce7lMAI You have to see this compilation of hilarious off-the-cuff TV game show responses! Nobody knows what to expect during high-stakes live television. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R7ghDhpCLKM&feature=player_embedded Christmas stories are always wonderful and The Bear and The Hare from upmarket department store John Lewis doesn’t disappoint. The Hare is sad that his best friend The Bear never gets to experience Christmas because Bear gets sleepy and hibernates during Christmas. Hare finds a way to make Christmas special for Bear in this wonderful animated advert from John Lewis. I hope you get to have a Merry Christmas with friends and family like the Hare and Bear did. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XqWig2WARb0&feature=player_embedded --- ...Awww, some Great ones here! Thanks so much LouiseA! 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 ========================================================== _..----...__ .-" `"-. | | |__.==========.____| | | .======. | | ____ | | | | | | _.-' ""--.._ |__| '======' |___ | .' 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I changed jobs in the summer of 2003, transforming my commute from a 40-minute train ride to a 40-minute walk. What a wonderful lifestyle change -- strolling through parklands with birds and squirrels scampering around. Walking home one Friday afternoon I saw a young man sitting with his bike on a bench by the path. A few moments after I passed, he rode by on his bike. Then I spotted him sitting on the next bench along the path. This seemed odd and I felt uncomfortable, so I got out my mobile and pretended to ring someone. I could've turned off and gone out onto the road but thought I was over-reacting. He rode by again, went off the path and into the trees. I thought "See, he's gone". Passing the spot where he turned I glanced over to see him about 20 metres away, exposing himself. I thought "What an idiot!" and walked on with the sound of his laughter ringing in my ears. He picked the moment when no one else was around, unusual considering the number of people around. Calling 999 (the emergency number) seemed excessive, so I rang my boyfriend. By the time he answered I was in tears. I told him what had happened and asked him to pick me up from the nearby road. I talked to him until I saw other people ahead. I composed myself and asked a man fishing in the lake with two young boys if he knew the local police number. I gave a brief explanation of what had occurred, leaving out detail around young ears. He rang his wife but she didn't know. I thanked him, saying I had to walk to the road to meet my boyfriend. He told me to come back immediately if I saw the man again and resumed fishing. As I walked away the two young boys, about 10 years old, appeared on their bikes beside me. They were dressed in tracksuits and sneakers, probably enjoying riding around the park after school. They asked me what type of bike the man was riding and I admitted I knew nothing about bikes. I referred to the fisherman as their father and they informed me he wasn't, just a man fishing they had stopped to chat to. The conversation moved on to the hot air balloon festival happening in the park over the weekend -- a much more pleasant topic -- and we joked and laughed about going up in a balloon. They rode slowly, weaving their bikes across the wide path, making sure they didn't get ahead. They escorted me all the way to the street and then rode away, waving. What wonderful boys! If I could, I'd let their parents know what perfect gentlemen they were. Through their thoughtfulness not only was I escorted safely to the road, my mind was distracted from the incident and -- best of all -- they made me smile! =======HeroicStories======= >-->From Kidwarmers: _,, _.-'` ',\ \ .-;`'(,____ \.-'\ _\-` __.-; \_.-'_.-'0 \/ / .'0 __ | /_.' .'o \ / .-. ,;--._\___/--. __./ | .-/ \ ^_> |\ /\ \ / <;/ \ \_/ |___/__\__|` <; | |) \ o ( <; |__.\ |o \ <; \ \ / o _\ <\.)-'`| =====""` \ /\__/__/^\____.-; | | | | | / \____|\____/ |===||===| jgs __/[](_||__l[]_ / || '. \ '-----'-''-'-.__/ >THE FUNNY THINGS KIDS SAY Dawn's 3-year-old son got in trouble for hitting his younger sister. So he had to sit on the couch. When he was allowed off the couch he found a play necklace. He laid it on top of his head and said, "Look, Mommy, I'm an angel!" Not one of the three adults in the room could keep a straight face. -- Dawn of Minnesota At church while they were singing "Because He Lives" Dart heard Amberlyn, 5, singing, "He bled and died to buy my popcorn... and life is worse for living..." (It should be, "He bled and died to buy my pardon and life is worth the living just because He lives.") -- Dart (mother of Waverly, Amberlyn and Devin) of San Diego Claire, 4, spent the weekend with her Daddy and Pappy at the hunting cabin. When she returned her mother asked her if she had fun. She was so exicted she could hardly stand still. "Yes, Momma," she said. "And do you know what happened when me and Daddy and Pappy went out to eat? They let us get our own food! (She was referring to a buffet.) That was so cool!" -- Alison Hummel (mother of Claire) of Danville, Pennsylvania When Patsy's nephew, Michael, was 3 he presented her with his hand-picked bouquet of weed flowers and said, "Here! Now you're married." -- Patsy Shinn of San Antonio, Texas Jarryd, 2, wanted to know what his mother was doing on the computer. She replied that she was working on Microsoft Word, thinking that would avoid a long explanation. When Dad got home and asked what Mom was doing on the computer, Jarryd piped up, "She's working on MICROWAVE SOFT WORD!" -- from Jarryd's father Brent Labuschagne of RandPark Ridge, South Africa Jarryd, 2, was naming body parts... eyes, nose, ears... When he noticed the hair on his father's arms he asked, "Whiskers?" Jarryd had been in the bath too long and his fingers had wrinkled up. "Wow, fire-fingers," Jarryd said, explaining the wrinkles looked like flames. Pam is a school nurse. One day, a small kindergarten student was in need of a change of clothing because of an "accident." After she refused four different pairs of pants because she didn't like the color or the style, Pam had to tell her she needed to choose one from the four. After crinkling her nose, she chose the pink sweatpants. Pam only had one pair of girl's underpants and she wondered what she would do if the little girl rejected them, too. So Pam told her she also had a choice between two different styles of underwear. She could choose either the purple girl's panties, or the white boy's briefs. The little girl put her hand on her hip, cocked her head, and said in an exasperated voice, "Are you crazy or something?" -- Pam Alexander of Frankton, Indiana Trudi remembers when her granddaughter Chelsea visited them the summer before she turned 5. She stayed with Trudi and her husband at their summer home in Maine. One weekend they took her into the North Country to spot some moose. The drive was several hours away and Chelsea chattered nonstop throughout the adventure. Trudi and her husband commented out of earshot of Chelsea how her incessant talking was beginning to hurt their ears. That evening while Trudi was tucking her into bed Chelsea said, "Grandma, I am sooo tired. Even my mouth hurts!" -- Trudi of Florida (who says Chelsea is a teen now and she doesn't see her often... Chelsea's chattering would now be music to her ears! When Dewayne's niece Kasey's baby was about a year old, Kasey was washing dishes when she saw something flash out of the corner of her eye. Then she heard her baby, Megan, giggle. Kasey went into the living room to find a roll of toilet paper strewn across the room. "Megan!" Kasey exclaimed. "Didn't do it!" Megan responded with an innocent look. "Then who did?" her mother demanded. To which Megan replied, "Daddy!" (Daddy was at work.) -- Dewayne Bastrop of Louisiana The day before Veteran's Day one of Tom's children asked him, "How come we are celebrating the animals tomorrow?" The child thought it was "Veterinarian's Day!" -- Tom of Riverside, California Max, 3, overheard his grandmother's phone conversation with a friend who said their dishwasher was broken, their underground lawn sprinkler system was in need of repair, and several other household problems were occurring at the same time. Sandi remarked, "What a bummer!" A few minutes later, Max was playing with his toy cars, and Sandi heard him say, "What a bummer!" Then he came to Sandi and asked, "Nana, what is a bummer?" -- Sandi in Florida Cali, 3, was home playing the day after Halloween. She fell down and hurt her knee. She climbed up on her dad's lap to get some lovin'. Her dad had some candy on the table beside his chair from the trick-or-treat candy and asked Cali if she needed some candy to help her feel better. She said yes and her dad opened the candy and gave it to Cali. She then put it on her knee and held it for a little while. She thought putting it on her boo-boo would make it feel better. -- Cathy (mother of Cali) of Dillard, Georgia Grandpa was holding two-year old Sadie in his arms as she said good-night to everyone. He then said, "What about ME?" and pointed to himself. From then on she called him "ME." She is four now. The other day she took his tobacco pouch, went outside and strew his tobacco over their yard. She came in and announced to her mother, "I helping Me quit smoking." -- Sister Lita Camozzi of Toronto, Canada Rissa's sister and her husband taught their two daughters how to do the sign of the cross before prayers. The girls loved to pray. One night Emilynn, 3, began telling her mother all about her day. It went a little something like this, "and then baby Justin fell down and he bumped his "father." 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