Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Find a penny, pick it up, and THINK
> Find a penny, pick it up, and THINK
>
> You always hear the usual stories of pennies on the sidewalk being
> good luck, gifts from angels, etc. This is the first time I've ever
> heard this twist on the story. Gives you something to think about.
>
> Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to
> spend the weekend at the home of her husband's employer.
>
> My friend, Arlene, was nervous about the weekend. The boss was very
> wealthy, with a fine home on the waterway, and cars costing more than
> her house.
>
> The first day and evening went well, and Arlene was delighted to have
> this rare glimpse into how the very wealthy live. Her husband's
> employer was quite generous as a host, and took them to the finest
> restaurants. Arlene knew she would never have the opportunity to
> indulge in this kind of extravagance again, so was enjoying herself
> immensely.
>
> As the three of them were about to enter an exclusive restaurant one
> evening, the boss was
> walking slightly ahead of Arlene and her husband. He stopped
> suddenly, looking down on
> the pavement for a long, silent moment. Arlene wondered if she was supposed
> to pass him. There was nothing on the ground except a single darkened
> penny that someone had dropped, and a few cigarette butts. Still
> silent, the man reached down and picked up the
> penny. He held it up and smiled, then put it in his pocket as if he
> had found a great
> treasure.
> How absurd! What need did this man have for a single penny? Why would
> he even take the time to stop nd pick it up?
>
> Throughout
> dinner, the entire scene nagged at her. Finally, she could stand it
> no longer. She casually
> mentioned that her daughter once had a coin collection, and asked if
> the penny he had found
> had been of some value.
>
> A
> smile crept across the man's face as he reached into his pocket for
> the penny and held it out
> for her to see. She had seen many pennies before! What was the point of this?
>
> "Look at it," he said. "Read what it says."
> She read the words, " United States of America."
> "No, not that. Read further."
>
> "One cent?"
> "No, keep reading."
> "In God we Trust?"
> "Yes!"
> "And?."
>
> "And
> if I trust in God, the name of God is holy, even on a coin. Whenever
> I find a coin, I see that
> inscription. It is written on every single United States coin, but we
> never seem to notice
> it! God drops a message right in front of me telling me to trust
> Him. Who am I to pass it by?
> When I see a coin, I pray. I stop to see if my trust IS in God at
> that moment. I pick the coin
> up as a response to God; that I do trust in Him. For a short time,
> at least, I cherish it as if
> it were gold. I think it is God's way of starting a conversation
> with me. Lucky for me,
> God is patient and pennies are plentiful!"
>
> When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk. I
> stopped and picked it up, and realized that I had been worrying and
> fretting in my mind about
> things I cannot change. I read the words, "In God We Trust," and had
> to laugh. "Yes, God, I
> get the message!"
>
> It seems that I have been finding an inordinate number of pennies in
> the last few months, but
> then, pennies are plentiful! And, God is patient.
>
> Thought for the Day:
>
> If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.
>
> If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.
>
> He sends you flowers every spring.
>
> He sends you a sunrise every morning.
> Face it, friend - He is crazy about you!
>
> Send this to every beautiful person you wish to bless.
>
> God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow,sun
> without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for
> the tears, and light for
> the way.
>
> Read this line very slowly and let it sink in.
>
> If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.
>
> You always hear the usual stories of pennies on the sidewalk being
> good luck, gifts from angels, etc. This is the first time I've ever
> heard this twist on the story. Gives you something to think about.
>
> Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to
> spend the weekend at the home of her husband's employer.
>
> My friend, Arlene, was nervous about the weekend. The boss was very
> wealthy, with a fine home on the waterway, and cars costing more than
> her house.
>
> The first day and evening went well, and Arlene was delighted to have
> this rare glimpse into how the very wealthy live. Her husband's
> employer was quite generous as a host, and took them to the finest
> restaurants. Arlene knew she would never have the opportunity to
> indulge in this kind of extravagance again, so was enjoying herself
> immensely.
>
> As the three of them were about to enter an exclusive restaurant one
> evening, the boss was
> walking slightly ahead of Arlene and her husband. He stopped
> suddenly, looking down on
> the pavement for a long, silent moment. Arlene wondered if she was supposed
> to pass him. There was nothing on the ground except a single darkened
> penny that someone had dropped, and a few cigarette butts. Still
> silent, the man reached down and picked up the
> penny. He held it up and smiled, then put it in his pocket as if he
> had found a great
> treasure.
> How absurd! What need did this man have for a single penny? Why would
> he even take the time to stop nd pick it up?
>
> Throughout
> dinner, the entire scene nagged at her. Finally, she could stand it
> no longer. She casually
> mentioned that her daughter once had a coin collection, and asked if
> the penny he had found
> had been of some value.
>
> A
> smile crept across the man's face as he reached into his pocket for
> the penny and held it out
> for her to see. She had seen many pennies before! What was the point of this?
>
> "Look at it," he said. "Read what it says."
> She read the words, " United States of America."
> "No, not that. Read further."
>
> "One cent?"
> "No, keep reading."
> "In God we Trust?"
> "Yes!"
> "And?."
>
> "And
> if I trust in God, the name of God is holy, even on a coin. Whenever
> I find a coin, I see that
> inscription. It is written on every single United States coin, but we
> never seem to notice
> it! God drops a message right in front of me telling me to trust
> Him. Who am I to pass it by?
> When I see a coin, I pray. I stop to see if my trust IS in God at
> that moment. I pick the coin
> up as a response to God; that I do trust in Him. For a short time,
> at least, I cherish it as if
> it were gold. I think it is God's way of starting a conversation
> with me. Lucky for me,
> God is patient and pennies are plentiful!"
>
> When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk. I
> stopped and picked it up, and realized that I had been worrying and
> fretting in my mind about
> things I cannot change. I read the words, "In God We Trust," and had
> to laugh. "Yes, God, I
> get the message!"
>
> It seems that I have been finding an inordinate number of pennies in
> the last few months, but
> then, pennies are plentiful! And, God is patient.
>
> Thought for the Day:
>
> If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.
>
> If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.
>
> He sends you flowers every spring.
>
> He sends you a sunrise every morning.
> Face it, friend - He is crazy about you!
>
> Send this to every beautiful person you wish to bless.
>
> God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow,sun
> without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for
> the tears, and light for
> the way.
>
> Read this line very slowly and let it sink in.
>
> If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.
Friday, June 25, 2010
REALLY SPECIAL!
Subject: REALLY SPECIAL!
This is one of the kindest things you may ever see.
It is not known who replied, but there is a beautiful soul
working in the dead letter office of the US postal service.
Our 14 year old dog, Abbey, died last month. The day after she died, my 4 year old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could so she dictated these words:
Dear God,
Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.
I hope you will play with her. She likes to play with balls and to swim. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her You will know that she is my dog. I really miss her.
Love, Meredith
We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office.
A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had.
Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, 'To Meredith' in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, 'When a Pet Dies.'
Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey & Meredith and this note:
Dear Meredith,
Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help. I recognized Abbey right away.
Abbey isn't sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog.
Since we don't need our bodies in heaven, I don't have any pockets to keep your picture in, so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by.
Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you.
I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much. By the way, I'm easy to find, I am wherever there is love.
Love,
God
This is one of the kindest things you may ever see.
It is not known who replied, but there is a beautiful soul
working in the dead letter office of the US postal service.
Our 14 year old dog, Abbey, died last month. The day after she died, my 4 year old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could so she dictated these words:
Dear God,
Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.
I hope you will play with her. She likes to play with balls and to swim. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her You will know that she is my dog. I really miss her.
Love, Meredith
We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office.
A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had.
Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, 'To Meredith' in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, 'When a Pet Dies.'
Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey & Meredith and this note:
Dear Meredith,
Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help. I recognized Abbey right away.
Abbey isn't sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog.
Since we don't need our bodies in heaven, I don't have any pockets to keep your picture in, so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by.
Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you.
I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much. By the way, I'm easy to find, I am wherever there is love.
Love,
God
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Marine that stunned a 'Tea Party'
Below is a link to a video of a Marine that stunned a ‘Tea Party’ gathering by singing the fourth verse of the Star Spangled Banner.
Almost nobody knows that verse today yet it says more about our foundation, as a nation, than all the confusion over the ‘separation of church and state’ than all the modern day arguments (foolishness), for there is only one God…under whom we have always trusted.
This is the “Star Spangled Banner” that should be sung at every event in our nation.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I0fQd858cRc&playnext_from=TL&videos=cWNozAevym8&feature=sub
LYRICS LINK:
http://www.usa-flag-site.org/song-lyrics/star-spangled-banner.shtml
Almost nobody knows that verse today yet it says more about our foundation, as a nation, than all the confusion over the ‘separation of church and state’ than all the modern day arguments (foolishness), for there is only one God…under whom we have always trusted.
This is the “Star Spangled Banner” that should be sung at every event in our nation.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I0fQd858cRc&playnext_from=TL&videos=cWNozAevym8&feature=sub
LYRICS LINK:
http://www.usa-flag-site.org/song-lyrics/star-spangled-banner.shtml
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