, Tomato Wooden Bowl
They have been married for two years. He loves literature and often
posts his work on the net, but nobody ever reads them. He is also
into photography and he handle their wedding photos. He loves her
very much. Likewise with her. She has a quick tempe and always
bullies him. He is a gentleman and always gives in to her.
Today, she's being willful again.
Her : "Why can't you be the photographer for my friend's wedding?
She promised she'd pay."
Him : "I don't have time that day."
Her : "Humph!"
Him : "Huh?"
Her : "Don't have time? Write less of those novels, and you will
have all the time you need."
Him : "I... someone will definitely recognize my work some day."
Her : "Humph! I don't care; you'll have to do it for her.! "
Him : "No."
Her : "Just this once?"
Him : "No."
Negotiation's broken. So, she gave the final warning: "Give me a Yes
within three days, or else..."
First day. She "withheld" the kitchen, bathroom, computer, refrigerator,
television, hi-fi... Except the double bed, to show her "benevolence".
Of course, she has to sleep on it too. He didn't mind, as he still has
some cash in his pockets.
Second day. She conducted a raid and removed everything from his
pockets and warned, "Seek any external help, and you bear the
He's nervous now. That night, on the bed, he begs for mercy, hoping
that she'll end this state. She doesn't give a damn. No way am I
giving in, whatever he says. Until he agrees.
Third day. Night. On the Bed. He's lying on the bed, looking to one
side. She's lying on the bed, looking to the other side.
Him : "We need to talk."
Her : "Unless it's about the wedding, forget it."
Him : "It's something very important."
She remains silent.
Him :"Let's get a divorce."
She did not believe her ears.
Him : "I got to know a girl."
She's totally angry, and wanted to hit him. But she held it down,
wanting to let him finish. But her eyes already felt wet. He took a
photo out from his chest. Probably from his undershirt pocket, that's
the only place she didn't go through yesterday. How careless.
Him : "She's a nice girl."
Her tears fell.
Him : "She has a good personality too."
She's heartbroken because he puts a photo of some other girl close
to his heart.
Him : "She says that she'll support me fully in my pursue for
literature after we got married."
She's very jealous because she said the same thing in the past.
Him : "She loves me truly."
She wishes to sit up and scream at him "Don't I?"
Him : "So, I think she won't force me to do something that I don't
want to do."
She's thinking, but the rage won't subside.
Him : "Want to take a look at the photo I took for her?"
Her : ".....!"
He brings the photo before her eyes. She's in a total rage, hits his
hand away and leaves a burning slap on his face.
He sighs. She cries.
He puts the photo back to his pocket. She pulls her hand back under the blanket.
He turns off the light, and sleeps. She turns on the light, and sits
up. He's asleep. She lost sleep. She regrets treating him the way she
She cried again, and thought about a lot of things. She wants to wake
him up. She wants to have an intimate talk with him. She doesn't want to
push him anymore. She stares at his chest. She wants to see how the
She slips the photo out. She wanted to cry and she wanted to laugh.
It's a nicely taken photo of herself. A photo he took for her. She
bends down, and kissed him on his cheek.
He smiled. He was just pretending to be asleep.
"You learn to love, not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly."
TEN THINGS GOD WON'T ASK
1...God won't ask what kind of car you drove,
He'll ask how many people you drove who didn't have transportation
2...God won't ask the square footage of your house,
He'll ask how many
people you welcomed
into your home.
3...God won't ask about the clothes you had in your closet,
He'll ask how
many you helped to
4...God won't ask what your highest salary was,
He'll ask if you
your character to obtain it.
5...God won't ask what your job title was,
He'll ask if you
job to the best of your ability.
6...God won't ask how many friends you had,
He'll ask how many
whom you were a friend.
7...God won't ask in what neighborhood you lived,
He'll ask how you
8...God won't ask about the color of your skin,
He'll ask about the
of your character.
9...God won't ask why it took you so long to seek Salvation,
He'll lovingly take
you to your mansion in heaven, and not to the gates of Hell.
10...God won't ask how many people you forwarded this to,
He'll ask if you were ashamed to pass it on to your friends.Go top Go Home
I ran into a stranger as he passed by.
Oh excuse me please" was my reply.
He said, "Please excuse me too;
I wasn't watching for you."
We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said good-bye.
But at home a different story is told, How
we treat our loved ones, young and old.
Later that day, cooking the evening meal.
My son stood beside me very still.
When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.
He walked away, his little heart broken.
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.
While I lay awake in bed,
God's still small voice came to me and said,
"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use,
but the children you love, you seem to abuse.
Go and look on the kitchen floor,
You'll find some flowers there by the door.
Those are the flowers he brought for you.
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.
He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."
By this time, I felt very small, And now my tears began to fall.
I quietly went and knelt by his bed.
"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.
"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.
I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.
I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."
I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today,
I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."
He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.
I love you anyway."
I said, "Son, I love you too, and I do like the flowers,
especially the blue."
Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days.
But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.
And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than into our own family, an unwise investment indeed, don't you think?
"A house becomes a home when you can write "I love you" on the
I can't tell you how many countless hours that I have spent CLEANING!
I used to spend at least 8 hours every weekend making sure things were just perfect -"in case someone came over". Then I realized one day that no one came over; they were all out living life and having fun!
Now, when people visit, I find no need to explain the "condition" of my home. They are more interested in hearing about the things I've been doing while I was away living life and having fun. If you haven't figured this out yet, please heed this advice.
Life is short. Enjoy it! Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better to
paint a picture or write a letter, bake a cake or plant a seed, ponder
the difference between want and need?
Dust if you must, but there's not much time, with rivers to swim and mountains to climb, music to hear and books to read, friends to cherish and life to lead.
Dust if you must, but the world's out there with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair, a flutter of snow, a shower of rain. This day will not come around again.
Dust if you must, but bear in mind, old age will come and it's not kind. And when you go - and go you must - you, yourself will make more dust!
Many people are afraid of growing old,
Iím afraid of growing old and boring.
Many people are afraid of growing old, alone.
Iím afraid of growing old, insane.
Many people are afraid of losing their looks,
Iím afraid of losing my dreams.
Many people are afraid of losing their youth,
Iím afraid of losing my soul.
When youíre 15, 35 seems ancient.
When youíre 35, 15 seems juvenile.
A turn-around in a split second- two decades zoom past
and before you know it, itís only a mile to the next millenium.
Donít fear age- itís a right of personhood.
Donít fear death- itís Godís greatest jest.
Donít grow old- you donít have to.
Donít date because youíre desperate;
Donít marry because youíre miserable;
Donít have kids because you think your genes are superior
Donít separate because you think itís fashionable;
Donít drink because you have troubles;
Donít gamble because you think winning is inevitable;
Donít philander because you think youíre irresistible;
Most likely, you are not.
Donít associate with people you canít trust.
Donít cheat. Donít lie. Donít pretend.
Donít try to buy your way into the Kingdom of God.
Donít dictate because youíre smarter.
Donít demand because youíre stronger.
Donít sleep around because you think youíre old enough and know better.
Donít hurt your kids because loving them is harder.
Donít sell yourself, your family or your ideals.
Donít stagnate. Donít regress. Learn a new skill.
Find a new friend. Start a new career.
Donít live in the past. Time canít bring anything or anyone back.
Donít put your life on hold for possibly Mr. (Ms.) Right.
Donít throw your life away on absolutely Mr. (Ms.) Wrong
because your biological clock is ticking.
Thereís always a mad rush to something, somewhere.
But victory does not always belong to those who finish first.
Sometimes, there is no race to be wonÖ
Only a price to be paid for some of lifeís more hasty decisions.
You canít always go with the throng who could be wrong.
Sometimes, you have to be alone to be enlightened.
To terminate your loneliness, reach out to the homeless.
To feed your nurturing instincts, care for the needy.
To fulfill your parenting fantasies, get a puppy.
Donít bring another life into this world for all the wrong reasons.
To keep yourself warm, buy a jacket.
In the long run, it will be less complicated and less costly.
To make yourself happy, pursue your passions and be the best of what you can be.
Simplify your life. Take away the clutter.
Take care of destructive elements, abusive friends, nasty habits and dangerous liaisons.
Donít abandon your responsibilities but donít overdose on duty.
Donít live life recklessly without thinking and feeling for your family.
Be true to yourself.
Donít commit when youíre not ready.
Donít keep others waiting needlessly.
Fall in love. Itís the greatest thing on earth.
But take care and remember, after the fall must come the rise.
Go on that trip. Donít postpone it.
Say those words. Donít let the moment pass.
Do what you must even at societyís scorn.
Write poetry. Love deeply.
Walk barefoot. Hold hands.
Dance with wild abandon. Cry at the movies.
Take care of yourself. Donít wait for someone to take care of you.
Light up your life. Drive yourself to your destination.
No one completes you except you.
It is true that life doesnít get easier with age.
It only gets more challenging. Donít be afraid.
Donít lose your capacity to love.
Pursue your passions.
Live your dreams.
And donít lose faith in GOD.
DONíT GROW OLD, JUST GROW UP ! ! !
In all the world there is no one else like me
There are some persons who have some parts like me,
But no one adds up exactly like me.
Therefore, everything that comes out of me is authentically mine
Because I alone chose it.
I own everything about me
My body, including everything it does;
My mind, including all the thoughts and ideas;
My feelings, whatever they may be- - anger, joy, frustrations, love, disappointment, excitement;
My mouth, and all the words that come out of it- - polite, sweet or rough, correct or incorrect;
My voice- - loud or soft.
I own my fantasies; my dreams, my hopes, my fears.
I own my triumphs and successes,
All my failures and mistakes.
Because I own all of me,
I can become intimately acquainted with me.
By so doing I can love me,
And be friendly with me in all my parts.
I can then make it possible for all of me to work in my best interests.
I know there are aspects about myself that puzzles me,
and other aspects that I do not know.
But as long as I am friendly and loving to myself,
I can courageously and hopefully look for the solutions
to the puzzles and for the ways to find out more
However I look and sound; whatever I say and do,
Whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time
This is authentic and represents where I am at that moment in time.
When I review later how I looked and sounded,
What I said and did, and how I thought and felt,
Some parts may turn out to be unfitting,
And keep that which proved fitting,
And invest something new for that which I discarded.
I can see, hear, feel, think, say and do.
I can have the tools to survive, to be close to others,
To be productive, and to make sense and order,
Out of the world of people and things outside of me.
I own me, and therefore I can engineer meÖ
I am ME and I am okay.
Four Jewish brothers left home for college. They became successful doctors and lawyers and prospered. Some years later, they chatted after having dinner together. They discussed the Chanukah gifts they had recently sent to their widowed elderly mother who lived far away in another city.
The first said, "I had a big house built for Mama." he second said, "I had a hundred thousand dollar theater built in the house." The third said, "I had my Mercedes dealer deliver her an SL600 with a chauffeur."
The fourth said, "Listen to this. You know how Mama loved reading the Torah.
You also know she can't read anymore because she can't see very well. I
met this Rabbi who told me about a parrot that can recite the entire Torah.
It took twenty rabbis 12 years to teach him. I had to pledge to contribute
$100,000 a year for twenty years to the temple. Let me tell you... it was
worth it. All Mama has to do is name a chapter and verse and the parrot will recite it."
The other brothers were impressed.
After the holidays Mom sent out her Thank You notes. She wrote:
Milton, The house you built is so huge. I live in only one room, but I
have to clean the whole house. Thanks anyway.
Menachim, You give me an expensive theater with Dolby sound, it could hold 50 people, but all my friends are dead, I've lost my hearing and I'm nearly blind. I'll never use it. Thank you for the gesture just the same.
Marvin, I am too old to travel. I stay home; I have my groceries delivered,
so I never use the Mercedes... and the driver you hired is a Nazi. The
thought was good. Thanks.
Dearest Melvin, You were the only son to have the good sense to give a
little thought to your gift. The chicken was delicious.
When Love met
A long time ago, before the world was created and humans set foot on it for the first time, virtues and vices wandered bored, not knowing what to do.
One day, they were all gathered and bored more than even when Ingenious had an idea: "Why don't we play hide and seek?" And all of them liked the idea, and immediately the mad Madness shouted: "I want to count, I want to count". And since no one else was crazy to seek for Madness, Madness leaned on a tree and started to count, 1, 2, 3. And as Madness counted, the vices and virtues went hiding.
Tenderness hung on the horn of the moon; Treason in a pile of garbage; Fondness curled up between the clouds; Lie said he would hide under a stone but he lied and hid at the bottom of the lake; Passion went to the center of the earth; Avarice entered a sack that he ended up breaking....
And Madness continued to count, 79,80, 81,82. All the vices and virtues were already hidden by then, except for Love, whom as undecided as he is, did not know where to hide. And this should not surprise us because we all know how difficult it is to hide Love.
And Madness was already at 95, 96, 97. And just at the moment when she arrived at hundred, Love jumped into a rosebush and there he hid out. And Madness shouted "I'm coming! I'm coming!" and as she turned, the first one she saw was Laziness, thrown to her feet because he didn't have any energy to hide.
Then she saw
Tenderness in the horn of the Moon, and Lie at
the bottom of the lake, and Passion in the center of
the earth... Discovering them one by one, finding all of them but one.
Madness was getting desperate, unable to find the last missing one,
until Envy, envious for not having been discovered, whispered to
Madness: "You are lacking Love, and he is hiding in the
And Madness took a wooden pitchfork, and stabbed at the rosebush, and stabbed and stabbed, till a heartbreaking shout made her stop.
And, after the shout, Love came out covering his face with his hands, and from between his fingers run two threads of blood, out of his eyes.
Madness anxious to find Love had taken out Loveís eyes with the pitchfork. "What have I done? What have I done? - she shouted. I have left you blind! How can I repair it?" And Love answered, you can't restore my eyes. But if you want to do something for me, you could be my guide.
From that day on, Love is blind and is always accompanied by Madness.
A true great love can bear the pain and longitude of waiting even if it takes forever.
When confused about love, follow your heart.
It may not always be right but you will have the memories to make you smile.
If your head tells you one thing and your heart tells you another thing, before you decide, you should first think whether you have a better head or heart.
It is okay to kiss a fool or let a fool kiss you but never let a kiss fool you.
Donít find love let it find you.
That is why it is called falling in love because you donít force yourself to fall, you just fall.
Never be ashamed to show love when you feel it because one day you might realize that love is already afraid to show itself to you.
Girls are like angels. They easily forgive and forget; while men are devils, they easily get and forget.
To love someone is to have courage to walk away and let go the other one who wishes to be free no matter how much it hurts.
Never say I LOVE YOU when you donít even care.
Never talk about feelings if they are not there.
Never touch a heart if you mean to break it.
Never look in the eyes if all you have to say is a lie,
and never say hello if you mean goodbye.
Love is like a butterfly, the more you chase it,
the more it eludes you.
But if you let it fly, it will come to you, when you least expect it.
On the course of love, people must teach their hearts to be brave enough to let go. When they realize that things are not meant after all and brave enough to hold on when things go wrong.
Most relationships are like traffic signs.
One way, two way, do not enter, slippery when wet, no U turn, no left turn, but what I like most is to give way.
Words and heart should be handled with care.
For words when spoken and hearts when broken are the hardest things to repair.
The simplest pick-up lines donít have so many words. All I need is ďIĒ for me to say it, ďLoveĒ for me to share it and ďYouĒ for me to give it.
Donít shed your tears to someone who hurts you.
Donít long for the person if he left.
Donít feel sorry if you fail when you try your best.
Someoneís out there is more deserving for your time and love.
If I tell you ďI love youĒ you should not wonder why or how or since, or for how long because I wont have a single answer except to tell you again.
In the game of love, it doesnít really matter who wins or losses.
Whatís important is that you know when to hold and when to let go.
Itís the presence of love that makes us want to live.
If your heart is broken by the time you truly love, donít let go of the love for the person but let go for the person.
Youíll never know, love may be sweeter the second time around.
It is hard to find true love because people are too caught up looking for the perfect person.
They donít realize that love is not finding the perfect person but being perfect to someone else.
Love knows no reason. Love knows no lies.
Love defies all reasons.
Love has no eyes but love is not blind.
It can see but it doesnít mind.
We are sometimes afraid to say, ďI Love YouĒ instead we say ďI miss youĒ but often misunderstood; leaving the ones we love on which we donít realize that they are also feeling the same way we do.
Love, not because the person is the only one but because the person is the one you are willing to give up everything because itís worth fighting for.
It is hard to pretend you love someone that you donít. But itís harder to pretend that you donít love someone that you really do.
For whatís on your mind may escape, but whatís in your heart remain forever.
Love is not how you forget but rather how you forgive.
It is not how you listen but how you understand. Not by what you say but by what you do, and not what you receive but what you give.
True love wants her/his happiness.
If you love someone, don hold back.
Never hide your feelings.
Never economize your love.
And most of all never take the person you love for granted because you may never know what you have when itís gone.
Sometimes we think that loving someone is such a risky thing.
How else would you win if you donít take chances?
You donít loose by giving. You loose by holding back.
Never try to impress someone to make him or her fall in love with you.
Because when you do, you will keep the standard for the rest of your life.
Never rush in love, it never runs out.
Let love be the one to look for you so that when you start to fall, you always know that your feelings are sure.
Yes, it drives you crazy, it makes you mad, jealous, sad, and even caused you sleepless nights, it breaks you heart. Come to think of it. Itís healthy to fall in love!
True love is not when the heart beats faster or fastest but when it beats no more and the love is still there.
If you have a reason why you love a person, then you are using your mind.
But if you love a person with no reason at all, then you are using your heart.
Love is not a word to say when you feel guilty or the right word to say when you like a person.
But love really matters when you share your thoughts, mind, and heart.
How do I say goodbye to someone I never had?
Why do tears fall for someone who was never really mine?
Why do I miss someone I was never with?
Why do I love someone whose love was never truly mine?
Donít be too good, I might miss you.
Donít be too caring, I might like you.
Donít be too sweet, I might fall.
Itís for me to love you even when you wonít love me after all.
A jobless man applied for the position of "office boy" at Microsoft. The HR Manager interviewed him, then a test to clean the floor. After he had passed all, the HR said give me your e-mail address and I'll send you the application to fill, as well as when you will start. The man replied "I don't have a computer, neither an email". I'm sorry, said the HR manager, if you don't have an email, that means you do not exist. And who doesn't exist, cannot have the job.
The man left with no hope at all. He didn't know what to do, with only $10 in his pocket. He then decided to go to the supermarket and buy a 10 Kg tomato crate.
He then sold the tomatoes in a door to door round. In less than two hours, He succeeded to double his capital. He repeated the operation three times, and returned home with $60.
The man realized that he can survive by this way, and started to go everyday earlier, and return late. Thus, his money doubled or tripled every day. Shortly, he bought a cart, then a truck, and then he had his own fleet of delivery vehicles.
5 years later, the man is one of the biggest food retailers in the US. He started to plan his familyís future, and decided to have a life insurance.
He called an insurance broker, and chose a protection plan. When the conversation was concluded, the broker asked him his email. The man replied, "I don't have an email ".
The broker answered curiously, "You don't have an email, and yet have succeeded to build an empire. Can you imagine what you could have been if you had an email?!!"
The man thought for a while and replied, "Yes, Iíd be an office boy at Microsoft!"
They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis." It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you did not know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.
You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.
You look at your job...and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you.
Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't.
One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.
You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lay in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person. One nightstands and random hook ups start to look cheap. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision.
You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself...and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!
What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.
WHY WOMEN CRY
A little boy asked his mother,
"Why are you crying?"
"Because I'm a woman,Ē she told him.
"I don't understand," he said.
His Mom just hugged him and said,
"And you never will."
Later the little boy asked his father,
"Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?"
"All women cry for no reason,"
was all his dad could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.
Finally he put in a call to God.
When God got on the phone, he asked,
"God, why do women cry so easily?"
"When I made the woman she had to be special.
I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the
world, yet gentle enough to give comfort.
I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the
rejection that many times comes from her children.
I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when
everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through
sickness and fatigue without complaining.
I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and
all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly...
I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults
and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.
I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts
his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve
to stand beside him unfalteringly.
And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively
to use whenever it is needed.
"You see my son," said God, "the beauty of a woman is not
in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the
way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because
that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides."
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four year old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.
The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. "We must do something about Grandfather," said the son. I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor. So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner.
Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.
The four year old watched it all in silence. One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, "What are you making?" Just as sweetly, the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up." The four year old smiled and went back to work.
The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took Grandfatherís hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.
On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.
I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.
I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as making a "life."
I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands... You need to be able to throw something back.
I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But, if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.
I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.
I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.
I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch - holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.
Itís a rare person who doesnít get discouraged. Whether it happens to us or to an associate weíre trying to cheer up, the answer centers around one word: PERSEVERANCE.
The value of COURAGE, PERSISTENCE, and PERSEVERANCE has rarely been illustrated more convincingly than in the life of this manÖ
At 22 he failed in business.
At 23 he ran for legislature and was defeated.
At 24 he again failed in business.
At 25 he was elected to the Legislature.
At 26 his sweetheart died.
At 27 he had nervous break down.
At 29 he was defeated for Speaker.
At 31 he was defeated for Elector.
At 34 he was defeated for Congress.
At 37 he was elected for Congress.
At 39 he was defeated for Congress.
At 46 he was defeated for Senate.
At 47 he was defeated for Vice President.
At 49 he was defeated for Senate.
At 51 he was elected PRESIDENT of the UNITED STATES.
Thatís the record of ABRAHAM LINCOLN.
You may be disappointed if you fail, but you are doomed if you donít tryÖ
Youíre special, in all the world thereís nobody like you.
Since the beginning of time, there has never been another person like you.
Nobody has your eyes, your nose, your hair, your hands, your voice.
No one can be found who has your handwriting.
Nobody anywhere, has your tastes Ė for food, or music, or art.
No one sees things as you do.
In all of time thereís been no one who laughs like you;
No one who cries like you,
And makes you laugh and cry will never provoke
identical laughter and tears from anybody else. Ever.
No one reacts to any situation just as you would react.
Youíre the only one in all of creation who has your set of abilities.
Oh, there will always be somebody who is better at one
of the things youíre good at,
But no one in the universe can reach the quality of your combination
of talents, ideas, abilities and feelings.
Like a room full of musical instruments, some may excel alone,
But none can match the symphony sound when all are played together.
Youíre a symphony.
Through all eternity no one will ever look, talk, walk, think and do like you.
Youíre special. Youíre rare.
And in all rarity there is a great value.
Because of your great and rare value,
you need not attempt to imitate others.
You will accept Ė yes, celebrate your differences.
Youíre special and youíre beginning to realize
itís no accident that youíre special.
Youíre beginning to see that God made you special
for a very special purpose.
God must have a job for you that no one else can do as well as you.
Out of all the billions of applicants, only one is qualified.
That one is YOU!!!
We try to keep God in church on Sunday morning...
Maybe, Sunday night...
And, the unlikely event of a midweek service.
We do like to have Him around during sickness...
And, of course, at funerals.
However, we don't have time, or room, for Him during work or play...
Because... That's the part of our lives we think...
We can, and should, handle on our own.
May God forgive me for ever thinking...
That... there is a time or place where...
HE is not to be FIRST in my life.
We should always have time to remember all HE has done for us.
Yes, I do Love God.
HE is my source of existence and Savior.
HE keeps me functioning each and every day.
Without Him, I will be nothing.
Without Him, I am nothing.
But, with Christ, HE strengthens me. (Phil 4:13)
I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord, I came,
I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book;
It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said
"Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time"
Easy vs. Hard
Why is it so hard to tell the truth yet so easy to tell a lie?
Why are we so sleepy in church but right when the sermon is over we suddenly wake up? Why is it so hard to talk about God but yet so easy to talk about nasty stuff?
Why is it so boring to look at a Christian magazine yet so easy to look at a nasty one?
Why is it so easy to delete a Godly e-mail yet we forward all of the nasty ones?
Why are the churches getting smaller yet the bars and dance clubs are getting larger?
Of all the free gifts we may receive,
Prayer is the very best one....
There are no costs, but wonderful rewards...
There once was a man named George Thomas,
pastor in a small New England town.
One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak...
"I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, "What you got there, son?"
"Just some old birds," came the reply.
"What are you gonna do with them?" I asked.
"Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered.
"I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time."
"But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you
"Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy.
"They like birds. I'll take 'em to them."
The pastor was silent for a moment.
"How much do you want for those birds, son?"
"Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister.
They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing.
They ain't even pretty!"
"How much?" the pastor asked again.
The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, "$10?"
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.
The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of
the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot. Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free.
Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.
One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation.
Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting.
"Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set
me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!"
"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked.
Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!"
"And what will you do when you get done with them?" Jesus asked.
"Oh, I'll kill 'em," Satan glared proudly.
"How much do you want for them?" Jesus asked.
"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll
take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you
and kill you. You don't want those people!!"
"How much?Ē He asked again.
Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood, tears and your life."
Jesus said, "DONE!"
Then He paid the price.
The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit.
Iíve learned - that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved.
< Ö that no matter how much I care, some people just donít care back.
> Ö that it takes years to build up trust, and it takes only seconds to destroy it.
<Ö that itís not what you have in your life but who do you have that matters most.
<Ö that you shouldnít compare yourself to the best that others can do, do your own too.
<Ö that you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for a lifetime.
<Ö that itís taking me a long time to become the person I wanted to be.
<Ö that you should always leave your loved ones with loving words; that it may be the last time you see them.
<Ö that we are responsible for whatever we do, no matter how we feel.
<Ö that either you control your attitude or it will control you.
<Ö that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there should be something else better that should take its place.
<Ö that heroes are people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.
<Ö that my bestfriend and I can do anything or nothing and still have the best of time together.
<Ö that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when youíre down will be the ones to help you get back.
<Ö that sometimes when Iím angry, I have the right to be angry, but that doesnít give me the right to be cruel.
<Ö that true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance and same goes for true love.
<Ö that just because someone doesnít love you the way you want them to, doesnít mean they donít love you with all they have.
<Ö that maturity has to do with what types of experiences youíve had and what you have learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays youíve celebrated.
Ö that I wish I
could have told my Dad that I love him one more time before he passed away.
<Ö that your family wonít be always be there for you- it may seem funny but people you arenít related to can take care of you and love you and teach you to trust people again. Families arenít biological.
<Ö that no matter how good a friend is, they are going to hurt you once in a while and you must forgive them for that.
<Ö that it isnít always enough to be forgiven by others, sometimes you should learn to forgive yourself.
<Ö that no matter how bad your heart is broken, the world doesnít stop for your grief.
<Ö that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.
<Ö that just because two people argue doesnít mean they donít love each other. And just because they donít argue doesnít mean they do love each other already.
<Ö that we donít have to change our friends if we understand that it is our friends that change.
<Ö that you shouldnít be so eager to find out a secret; it could change your life forever.
<Ö that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.
<Ö that no matter how you try to protect your children they will eventually get hurt and you will be hurt in the process also.
<Ö that people who donít even know you can change your life in a matter of hours.
<Ö that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.
Ö that life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.
<Ö that we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask for.
Ö that money doesn't buy class.
<Ö that it's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular.
Ö that under everyone's hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.
Ö that the Lord didn't do it all in one day. What makes me think I can?
Ö that to ignore the facts does not change the facts.
Ö that when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt you.
Ö that love, not time, heals all wounds.
Ö that the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than I am.
Ö that everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile.
Ö that no one is perfect until you fall in love with them.
Ö that life is tough, but I'm tougher.
Ö that opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you miss.
Ö that when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.
Ö that one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them.
Ö that a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.
Ö that I can't choose how I feel, but I can choose what I do about it.
Ö that when your newly born child holds your little finger in his little fist, that you're hooked for life.
Ö that everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing it.
Ö that it is best to give advice in only two circumstances; when it is requested and when it is a life threatening situation.
Ö that the less time I have to work with, the more things I get done.
<Ö that credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.
<Ö that itís hard to determine where to draw the line between being nice and not hurting peopleís feelings and standing up for what you believe.
TO MY DEAR WIFE:
During the past year I have tried to make love to you 365 times.
I have succeeded 36 times, which is an average of once every ten days.
The following is a list of why I did not succeed more often:
54 times the sheets were clean
17 times it was too late
49 times you were too tired
20 times it was too hot
15 times you pretended to be sleep
22 times you had a headache
17 times you were afraid of waking the baby
16 times you said you were too sore
12 times it was the wrong time of the month
19 times you had to get up early
9 times you said weren't in the mood
7 times you were sunburned
6 times you were watching the late show
5 times you didn't want to mess up your new hairdo
3 times you said the neighbors would hear us
9 times you said your mother would hear us
Of the 36 times I did succeed, the activity was not satisfactory because:
6 times you just laid there
8 times you reminded me there's a crack in the ceiling
4 times you told me to hurry up and get it over with
7 times I had to wake you and tell you I finished
1 time I was afraid I had hurt you because I felt you move
TO MY DEAR HUSBAND:
I think you have things a little confused. Here are the reasons you didn't get more than you did:
5 times you came home drunk and tried to screw the cat
36 times you did not come home at all
21 times you didn't cum
33 times you came too soon
19 times you went soft before you got in
38 times you worked too late
10 times you got cramps in your toes
29 times you had to get up early to play golf
2 times you were in a fight and someone kicked you in the balls
4 times you got it stuck in your zipper
3 times you had a cold and your nose was running
2 times you had a splinter in your finger
20 times you lost the notion after thinking about it all day
6 times you came in your pajamas while reading a dirty book
98 times you were too busy watching football, baseball, etc. on TV
Of the times we did get together:
The reason I laid still was because you missed and were screwing the sheets.
I wasn't talking about the crack in the ceiling, what I said was, "Would you prefer me on my back or kneeling?"
The time you felt me move was because you farted and I was trying to breathe.
cannot be found where it does not exist nor cannot be hidden where it truly
Each year he sent her roses,
and the note would always say,
I love you even more this year,
than last year on this day.
My love for you will always grow,
with every passing year."
She knew this
was the last time
that the roses would appear.
She thought, he ordered roses
in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know,
that he would pass away.
liked to do things early,
way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy,
everything would work out fine.
She trimmed the stems and
placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside
the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours,
In her husband's favorite chair.
While staring at his picture,
and the roses sitting there.
A year went by, and it was
to live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude,
that had become her fate.
Then, the very
as on Valentines before,
The doorbell rang, and there
were roses sitting by her door.
She brought the roses in,
and then just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone,
to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she asked him,
if he would explain, Why would someone do this to her, causing her such pain?
"I know your husband passed away,
more than a year ago,"
The owner said, "I knew you'd call,
and you would want to know.
The flowers you received today,
were paid for in advance.
Your husband always planned ahead,
he left nothing to chance.
There is a standing order,
that I have on file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance,
you'll get them every year.
There also is another thing,
that I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card...he did this years ago.
Then, should ever I find out that he's no
longer here, that's the card that should be
sent to you the following year."
She thanked him and hung up the phone,
her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking, as she slowly reached to get the card.
Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence, this is what he wrote...
"Hello my love, I know it's been a year since I've been gone.
I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome.
I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real.
Or if it was the other way, I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say, you were
the perfect wife. You were my friend and lover, you
fulfilled my every need. I know it's only been a year, but
please try not to grieve.
I want you to
be happy, even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be sent to you for years.
When you get these roses, think of all the happiness,
That we had together, and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on, you have some living still.
Please...try to find happiness, while living out your days. I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways. The roses will come every year, and they will only stop,
When your door's not answered, when the florist stops to knock.
He will come five times that day, in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt
To take the roses to the place, where I've instructed him.
And place the roses where we are, together once again.
Sometimes in life, you find a special friend;
Someone who changes your life just by being part of it.
Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop;
Someone who makes you believe
that there really is good in the world.
Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it.
Juliet J. Fortich