Archive for February, 2009

Why go to Church?

Wednesday, February 25th, 2009

If you’re spiritually alive, you’re going to love this! If you’re
spiritually dead, you won’t want to read it. If you’re spiritually
curious, there is still hope!Why go to Church?

A Church goer wrote a of a newspaper and
complained that it made no sense to go to church every Sunday. “I’ve gone for 30 years now,” he wrote, “and in that time I have heard
something like 3,000 sermons. But for the life of me, I can’t remember
a single one of them. So, I think I’m wasting my time and the pastors
are wasting theirs by giving sermons at all.”

This started a real controversy in the “Letters to the Editor” column,
much to the delight of the editor. It went on for weeks until someone
wrote this clincher:

“I’ve been married for 30 years now. In that time my wife has cooked
some 32,000 meals. But, for the life of me, I cannot recall the entire
menu for a single one of those meals. But I do know this.. They all
nourished me and gave me the strength I needed to do my work. If my
wife had not given me these meals, I would be physically dead today.
Likewise, if I had not gone to church for nourishment, I would be
spiritually dead today!” When you are DOWN to nothing… God is UP to something! Faith sees the invisible, believes the incredible and
receives the impossible! Thank God for our physical AND our spiritual nourishment!

All right, now that you’re done reading, send it on! I think everyone
should read this! “When Satan is knocking at your door, simply say,
“Jesus, could you get that for me?”

One Pair of Hands

Tuesday, February 17th, 2009

Song by: Carroll Roberson

One pair of hands built the mountains one pair of hands formed the sea
And one pair of hands made the sun and the moon every bird every flower every tree
One pair of hands formed the valleys the ocean the rivers and the sand
His hands are so strong so when life goes wrong
Put your faith in the one pair of hands
One pair of hands built the mountains…

Valentine’s Day (Feb 14)

Saturday, February 14th, 2009

Gods Valentine

John 3:16

Heart Touching

Thursday, February 12th, 2009

Take some time out and read these beautiful words carefully.
Later, reflect on what you have just read.
Surely you will understand a lot of things…


First Lesson

… after some months at the faculty of medicine, the professor gave us a test.
Being a good student, I quickly answered all the questions… all, but the last: “What is the baptism name of the maid of our institute?
I handed over my test paper, leaving the last question unanswered. Just before the lesson ended, another student  inquired if the last question would be marked.
“Certainly!”, the professor replied. “You will meet many people in your life. All of them will have some degree of importance.
They will deserve your attention, even if it is a simple smile or a simple hello”.
I never forgot this lesson… and went on to learn that the baptism name of our maid was Marianna.
They will deserve your attention, even if it is a simple smile or a simple hello”.
I never forgot this lesson… and went on to learn that the baptism name of our maid was Marianna.

Second Lesson
On a rainy, tempestuous night a “coloured” woman was standing on the roadside.
Her car had broken down and she desperately needed help.
Wet to her core, she signalled to the passers by.
A white young man, as if unaware of the racial conflicts that tore apart America in the 60s, stopped to help her.
He conducted her to a safe place, called a mechanic and hailed a taxi for her. The woman seemed too much in a hurry, but did not forget to thank him and take down his address on a piece of paper.
Seven days had already passed when someone knocked at the door of the young man.
To his enormous surprise, it was a courier with a huge packet to deliver – a big colour TV along with a note: “Many thanks for helping me on the road that night.
The rain had completely drenched me and my soul when you appeared.
Thanks to you I was able to reach my dying husband just in time.
God bless you for having helped me.
Sincerely,
Mrs. King Cole”

Third Lesson
Sometime ago, when the ice-creams were not so expensive, a ten-year old boy went to an ice-cream parlour. While sitting at the table, he asked the waitress, “How much does a Sundae cost?” “50 cents,” she replied.
The boy took out his money from the pocket and began counting it.
“Well, how much does a simple ice-cream cost?”.
There were other people waiting to be served, so the waitress began to get a little impatient.
“35 cents!” she replied abruptly. The boy counted his money again and said: “Please get me a simple ice-cream!”
The waitress served him the ice-cream and his bill. The boy ate his ice-cream, paid his bill at the cash counter and left.
When the waitress went to clean the table she began to cry… for there, in the corner of the plate, were 15 cents… her tip.
The boy took a simple ice-cream instead of a Sundae so he could leave a tip for her.
If you have never experienced the danger of war or the solitude of imprisonment, the agony of torture and hunger, you are much ahead of the 500 million people who live in this world.
If you have food in your refrigerator, clothes to wear, a roof on your head and a place to sleep, you are richer than the 75% of the people who live on this Earth.
If you can go to your place of worship without being threatened, arrested, tortured or killed, you are luckier than the 3000,000,000 persons of this world.
If you have money in your bank account and your wallet and some loose change in some little box, you are one of the world’s 8% well-to-do population.

If you are able to read this message, you have just received a double blessing…
one, someone is thinking about you…
two, you are not one of those 2000,000,000 people who are illiterate!

Somebody said at some time:
Work as if you have no need of the money.
Love as if nobody ever made you suffer.
Dance as if nobody is watching you.
Sing as if nobody is hearing you.
Live as if the Paradise were on this Earth.

Breakfast at McDonald’s

Tuesday, February 10th, 2009

McDonaldThis is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through until the end! (After the story, there are some very interesting facts!):

I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college degree. The last class I had to take was Sociology. The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with.
Her last project of the term was called, ‘Smile.’ The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions.

I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake, literally.

Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald’s one crisp March morning. It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son. We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did.

I did not move an inch… an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved. As I turned around I smelled a horrible ‘dirty body’ smell, and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men.

As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was ’smiling.’ His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God’s Light as he searched for acceptance.

He said, ‘Good day’ as he counted the few coins he had been clutching.

The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation.

I held my tears as I stood there with them. The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted.

He said, ‘Coffee is all Miss’ because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be warm).

Then I really felt it – the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action.

I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray.

I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman’s cold hand.

He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, ‘Thank you.’

I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, ‘I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope.’

I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, ‘That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope.’

We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give. We are not church goers, but we are believers. That day showed me the pure Light of God’s sweet love.

I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand. I turned in ‘my project’ and the instructor read it. Then she looked up at me and said, ‘Can I share this?’

I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class. She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed.

In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald’s, my son, instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student.

I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn:

UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE.

Much love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how to LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS – NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.

There is an Angel sent to watch over you.

In order for her to work, you must pass this on to the people you want watched over.

An Angel wrote:
Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.

To handle yourself, use your head.
To handle others, use your heart.

God Gives every bird it’s food, but He does not throw it into its nest.

A Box of gold
With a secret inside that has never been told
This box is priceless but as I see
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The treasure inside is precious to me
Today I share this treasure with thee

It’s the treasure of friendship you’ve given me.
+ Jesus told her, “I am the resurrection and the life; whoever believes
+ in me, even if he dies, will live, and everyone who lives and believes
+ in me will never die. Do you believe this?” (John 11:25-26)
+ Be the salt of the earth and light of the world, recite rosary daily!
+ I am proud to be a Catholic, follower of Jesus Christ!

祝福

Monday, February 2nd, 2009