"Everything she ever wanted"

By Marilyn Oliver

Her parents carefully planed to have only one child because they wanted to give her the very best of everything. A nice home, pretty clothes, fine schools and the very best of friends from the good side of town.

Her first day of school was met with tears and sobs, but soon her parents settled down and she met her new world like most any child would, full of fear but excited too.

As she grew she became more confident with every year. She was the toast of the higher class of people. Wanting nothing she had the world in the palms of her hands.

With everything that she had she felt like she was missing something. She began to look for what ever it was, but she was looking in all the wrong places.

Soon after she started collage she meet a group of people who seemed to be as happy as could be. As she got to know them she learned to smoke and to drink and to give herself to anyone that came along. She tried her first drugs at the tender age of 19 and by the time she was 20 she was a different person. No longer was she pretty and all her nice things were gone, sold to buy more drugs. All the time she was sinking into a world of sex and drugs. She was telling her parents of the new friends she had meet and how happy she was. They never knew of the trouble their daughter was in. They knew they never had to worry about her, they had giving her, the very best of the world.

One summer morning the phone rang, and the man on the other end was telling them that their daughter was dead. A night of drugs and drinking had taken its' toll on her heart.

They gave her the best of everything. The finest casket, and the prettiest flowers anyone had ever seen. But they wondered what had happened to her. What had gone wrong?

In all the giving to her they forgot one thing; they forgot to give God.

"Prayer" By Marilyn Oliver

In the rush of everyday life sometimes we forget to pray. And the chain of events once they start is hard to stop.

One such man who prayed every day and gives to God all he can. Forgot to pray one day.

He didn't stop to think of what was wrong, there was just one problem after another. First his computer went down, and he had a report to do. All of a sudden none of his pens had any ink in them. In all of that he forgot about two appointments and he lost the accounts.

Never before had he had such a rotten day. At lunch and out of habit he clasped together his hand s to thank the Lord for his food when he remembered! He forgot to thank the Lord this morning for his day. He got down on his knees and with tears in his eyes he asked the Lord to forgive him and thanked him for today.

The appointments he had forgot called to reschedule, it seems they had forgotten too. The accounts were saved. A new box replaced the pens. And the computer woke up.

Prayer may seem like a little thing but when we forget nothing goes right.