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Gossip in the Wind

Once, a jealous man spread rumors that his neighbor was a thief. As a result, the young man was arrested. Days later, the neighbor was proven innocent.

After being released he sued the old man for his false accusations. In the court the man told the Judge: “They were just words of gossip, and I didn’t harm anyone.” The judge told the man: “Write all the things you said about him on a piece of paper. Cut them up and on the way home, throw the pieces of paper out. Tomorrow, come back to hear the sentence.”

Next day, the judge told the man: “Before receiving the sentence, you will have to go out and gather all the pieces of paper that you threw out yesterday.” The old man said: “I can’t do that! The wind spread them and I won’t know where to find them.”

The judge then replied: “The same way, simple words may destroy the honor and dignity of a man to such an extent that one is not able to fix it. If you can’t speak well of someone, it’s best if don’t say anything at all.”

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Starfish Story

Even the smallest act of kindness makes all the difference

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Of Potatoes and Hatred

A kindergarten teacher has decided to let her class play a game. The teacher told each child in the class to bring along a plastic bag containing a few potatoes. Each potato will be given a name of a person that the child hates, so the number of potatoes that a child will put in his/her plastic bag will depend on the number of people he/she hates.

So when the day came, every child brought some potatoes with the name of the people he/she hated. Some had 2 potatoes; some 3 while some up to 5 potatoes. The teacher then told the children to carry with them the potatoes in the plastic bag wherever they go for one week.

Days after days passed by, and the children started to complain due to the unpleasant smell let out by the rotten potatoes. Besides, those having 5 potatoes also had to carry heavier bags. After 1 week, the children were relieved because the game had finally ended.

The teacher asked: “How did you feel while carrying the potatoes with you for 1 week?” The children let out their frustrations and started complaining of the trouble that they had to go through having to carry the heavy and smelly potatoes wherever they go.

Then the teacher told them the hidden meaning behind the game. The teacher said: “This is exactly the situation when you carry your hatred for somebody inside your heart. The stench of hatred will contaminate your heart and you will carry it with you wherever you go.

 

If you cannot tolerate the smell of rotten potatoes for just 1 week, can you imagine what is it like to have the stench of hatred in your heart for your lifetime?

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Pilot Helps Boy Who is Going Blind to See the Northern Lights

Pilot Helps Boy to See the  northern lights before he goes blind

Pilot Cice and Ben and his family. Photo: Ryan Overton

 

Ben Pierce, a 9-year-old boy in Texas who made a visual bucket list because he is going blind. He wanted to see the northern lights but the trip to Fairbanks, Alaska is long and can be costly for a big family like Ben’s. Seattle-based Alaska Airlines pilot Chris Cice arranged to have Ben Pierce and his family fly to see the northern lights as part of Pierce’s visual bucket list. He brought this idea to Alaska Airlines, and it wasn’t long before the pilot himself was on a plane to Dallas to reveal the news to Ben in person.

“I see it often enough that when I do see it – wow – it’s beautiful … but to be able to see it and then never see it again … that’s a memory I don’t think we can replace,” he said. “We were able to see the reds, the greens and just the ability to be able to see that – that night with him … I have that memory that he now has. His words are what my memory will be. My visual memory. I’m anxious to look back in 10, 15 years and watch him grow and watch what those visual memories have done for him as he ages,” Cice said.

 

Source: 13NewsNow

 

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The Castaway’s Hut

Castaway's Hut

Castaway’s Hut

The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him, and every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming.

Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect him from the elements, and
to store his few possessions.

But then one day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, the smoke rolling up to the sky. The worst had happened: Everything was lost. He was stunned with grief and anger. “God, how could you do this to me?” he cried.

Early next morning, however, he was awakened by the sound of a ship that was approaching the island. It had come to rescue him. “How did you know I was here?” asked the weary man of his rescuers. “We saw your smoke signal,” they replied.

It is easy to get discouraged when things are going bad. But we shouldn’t lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of pain and suffering. Remember, next time your little hut is burning to the ground–it just may be a smoke signal that summons the grace of God.

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The Bug and The Waiter

At a restaurant, a cockroach suddenly flew from somewhere and sat on a lady. She started screaming out of fear. With a panic stricken face and trembling voice, she started jumping, with both her hands desperately trying to get rid of the cockroach.

Her reaction was contagious, as everyone in her group also got panicky.

The lady finally managed to push the cockroach away but …it landed on another lady in the group. Now, it was the turn of the other lady in the group to continue the drama.

The waiter rushed forward to their rescue.In the relay of throwing, the cockroach next fell upon the waiter.The waiter stood firm, composed himself and observed the behavior of the cockroach on his shirt.When he was confident enough, he grabbed it with his fingers and threw it out of the restaurant.

Sipping my coffee and watching the amusement, the antenna of my mind picked up a few thoughts and started wondering, was the cockroach responsible for their histrionic behavior? If so, then why was the waiter not disturbed? He handled it near to perfection, without any chaos.

It is not the cockroach, but the inability of the ladies to handle the disturbance caused by the cockroach that disturbed the ladies.

In life, it is not the shouting of your father or your boss or your spouse that disturbs you, but it’s your inability to handle the disturbances caused by their shouting that disturbs you. It’s not the traffic jams on the road that disturbs you, but your inability to handle the disturbance caused by the traffic jam that disturbs you
Don’t React, Respond.

Source:Facebook

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The Brick

A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar… He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something.

As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag’s side door! He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown.

The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting, “What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing? That’s a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?”

The young boy was apologetic. “Please, mister… please, I’m sorry but I didn’t know what else to do,” he pleaded. “I threw the brick because no one else would stop…” With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car… “It’s my brother,” he said. “He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can’t lift him up.”

Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, “Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He’s hurt and he’s too heavy for me.”

Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat… He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay.

“Thank you and may God bless you,” the grateful child told the stranger. Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home…

It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: “Don’t go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!”

Life whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we don’t have time to listen, it has to throw a brick at us. It’s our choice to listen or not.

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Wisdom From a Six Year Old Girl

“FOR WE WALK BY FAITH, NOT BY SIGHT”

One day a 6 year old girl was sitting in a classroom. The teacher was going to explain evolution to the children. The teacher asked a little boy.
TEACHER: Tommy do you see the tree outside?
TOMMY: Yes.
TEACHER: Tommy, do you see the grass outside?
TOMMY: Yes.
TEACHER: Go outside and look up and see if you can see the sky.
TOMMY: Okay. (He returned a few minutes later) Yes, I saw the sky.
TEACHER: Did you see God?
TOMMY: No.
TEACHER: That’s my point. We can’t see God because he isn’t there. He doesn’t exist.

A little girl spoke up and wanted to ask the boy some questions. The teacher agreed and the little girl asked the boy:
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the tree outside?
TOMMY: Yes.
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy do you see the grass outside?
TOMMY: Yessssss (getting tired of the questions by this time).
LITTLE GIRL: Did you see the sky?
TOMMY: Yessssss
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the teacher?
TOMMY: Yes
LITTLE GIRL: Do you see her brain?
TOMMY: No
LITTLE GIRL: Then according to what we were taught today in school, she must not have one!

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God’s cake

Sometimes we wonder,
‘What did I do to deserve this?’ or
‘Why did God have to do this to me?’

Here is a wonderful explanation!
A daughter is telling her Mother how everything
is going wrong, she’s failing algebra, her boyfriend
broke up with her and her best friend is moving away.

Meanwhile, her Mother is baking a cake and
asks her daughter if she would like a snack, and the
daughter says, ‘Absolutely Mom, I love your cake.’
‘Here, have some cooking oil,’ her Mother offers.
‘Yuck’ says her daughter.
‘How about a couple raw eggs?’ ‘Gross, Mom!’
‘Would you like some flour then?
Or maybe baking soda?’

‘Mom, those are all yucky!’
To which the mother replies:
‘Yes, all those things seem bad all by themselves.
But when they are put together in the
right way, they make a wonderfully delicious cake! ‘
God works the same way. Many times we wonder why
He would let us go through such bad and difficult
times. But God knows that when He puts these things
all in His order, they always work for good! We just
have to trust Him and, eventually, they will all
make something wonderful!

God is crazy about you.
He sends you flowers every spring and
a sunrise every morning.
Whenever you want to talk, He’ll listen.
He can live anywhere in the universe,
and He chose your heart.
If you like this, send this on
to the people you really care about.

Life may not be the party we hoped for,

but while we are
here we might as well dance!

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What Happens in Heaven When We Pray?

I dreamt  that I went to Heaven and an angel was showing  me around. We walked side-by-side inside a large  workroom filled with angels. My angel guide  stopped in front of the first section and said,  ‘ This is the Receiving Section. Here, all  petitions to God said in prayer are  received.

I  looked around in this area, and it was terribly  busy with so many angels sorting out petitions  written on voluminous paper sheets and scraps  from people all over the  world.

Then we  moved on down a long corridor until we reached  the second section.

The  angel then said to me, “This is the Packaging  and Delivery Section. Here, the graces and  blessings the people asked for are processed and  delivered to the living persons who asked for  them.” I noticed again how busy it was there.  There were many angels working hard at that  station, since so many blessings had been  requested and were being packaged for delivery  to Earth.

Finally  at the farthest end of the long corridor we  stopped at the door of a very small station. To  my great surprise, only one angel was seated  there, idly doing nothing. “This is the  Acknowledgment Section, my angel friend  quietly admitted to me. He seemed embarrassed.”   How is it that there is no work going on  here? ‘ I asked.

“So  sad,” the angel sighed.  “After people  receive the blessings that they asked for, very  few send back  acknowledgments”

“How  does one acknowledge God’s blessings? ” I  asked..

“Simple,”  the angel answered. Just say, “Thank you,  Lord. ”

“What  blessings should they acknowledge?”  I  asked.

“If you  have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your  back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep you  are richer than 75% of this world. If you have  money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare  change in a dish, you are among the top 8% of  the world’s wealthy. ”

“And if  you get this on your own computer, you are part  of the 1% in the world who has that  opportunity.”

“If you  woke up this morning with more health than  illness .. You are more blessed than the many  who will not even survive this  day. ”

“If you  have never experienced the fear in battle, the  loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of  torture, or the pangs of starvation … You are  ahead of 700 million people in the  world.”

“If you  can attend a church without the fear of  harassment, arrest, torture or death you are  envied by, and more blessed than, three billion  people in the world.”

“If  your parents are still alive and still married  …you are very rare.”

“If you  can hold your head up and smile, you are not the  norm, you’re unique to all those in doubt and  despair…….”

Ok,  what now? How can I start?

If you  can read this message, you just received a  double blessing in that someone was thinking of  you as very special and you are more blessed  than over two billion people in the world who  cannot read at all.

Have a  good day, count your blessings, and  if you care to, pass this along to remind everyone else how blessed we all are.