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Angels Visit
If you have received this already from someone else and are
receiving it again, feel honored, for that means that a lot
of others wish only good for you also.
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read to the bottom of the page -- don't
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Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night
in the home of a wealthy family.
The family was rude and refused to let the angels
stay in the mansion's guest room.
Instead the angels were given a small space in
the cold basement.
As they made their bed on the hard floor, the
older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it.
When the younger angel asked why, the older angel
replied,
"Things aren't always what they seem."
The next night the pair came to rest at the house
of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his
wife.
After sharing what little food they had the couple
let the angels sleep in their bed where they could
have a good night's rest.
When the sun came up the next morning the angels
found the farmer and his wife in tears.
Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole
income, lay dead in the field.
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The younger angel was infuriated and asked the
older angel how could you have let this happen?
The first man had everything, yet you helped him,
she accused.
The second family had little but was willing to
share everything, and you let the cow die..
"Things aren't always what they seem," the older
angel replied.
"When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I
noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the
wall.
Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and
unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the
wall so he wouldn't find it."
"Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed,
the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him
the cow instead.
Things aren't always what they seem."
Sometimes that is exactly what happens when things
don't turn out the way they should. If you have
faith, you just need to trust that every out come
is always to your advantage. You just might not
know it until some time later...
..........................Oooo
Some people..........(.)
come into our lives.) /
and quickly go.....(_ /
oooO
( ) Some people
\ ( become friends
\_ ) and stay awhile...
leaving beautiful..Oooo
footprints on our..( )
hearts...............) /
......................( _/
.oooO
.( ) and we are
.\ ( never
..\_ ) quite the same
because we have
made a good
friend!!
Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow a mystery.
Today is a gift.
That's why it's called the present!
I think this is special...live and savor every
moment... This is not a dress rehearsal!
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.(.\.__./.)
..(.\()/.)
...(./.\.) TAKE THIS LITTLE ANGEL
.(./.\/.\.) AND KEEP HER CLOSE TO YOU
...../ \ SHE IS YOUR GUARDIAN ANGEL
.....(.) SENT TO WATCH OVER YOU
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THIS IS A SPECIAL GUARDIAN ANGEL..... YOU MUST
PASS THIS ON TO 5 PEOPLE WITHIN THE HOUR OF
RECEIVING HER..AFTER YOU DO MAKE A WISH....
IF YOU HAVE PASSED HER ON, YOUR WISH WILL
BE GRANTED AND SHE WILL WATCH OVER YOU FOREVER....
IF NOT..HER TEARS WILL FLOW AND NO WISHES
WILL BE GRANTED....
Right Now -
-somebody is thinking of you.
-somebody is caring about you.
-somebody misses you
-somebody wants to talk to you.
-somebody wants to be with you.
-somebody hopes you aren't in trouble.
-somebody is thankful for the support you have provided.
-somebody wants to hold your hand.
-somebody hopes everything turns out all right.
-somebody wants you to be happy.
-somebody wants you to find him/her.
-somebody is celebrating your successes.
-somebody wants to give you a gift.
-somebody thinks that you ARE a gift.
-somebody loves you. |
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PHILIPPIANS 4:13
I can do all things through Christ which strengthens me. The road to
success is not straight. There is a curve called Failure, a loop called
Confusion, speed bumps called Friends, red lights called Enemies, caution
lights called Family. You will have flats called Jobs. But, if you have a
spare called Determination, an engine called Perseverance, insurance called
Faith, a driver called Jesus, you will make it to a place called Success.
Pass it on to ten people whom you want to see blessed. Don't forget to send
it back to the one who sent it to you. |
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We will be posting more messeges on this site as soon as posible.... |
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Let's all take time for God Just think about it and say a prayer
READ ONLY IF YOU HAVE TIME FOR GOD
God, when I received this e-mail, I thought.... I don't have time for this... And, this is really inappropriate during work. Then, I realized that this kind of thinking is exactly what has caused lot of the problems in our world today. We try to keep God in church on Sunday morning... Maybe, Sunday night... and, the unlikely event of a midweek service. |
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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. |
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May God forgive me for ever thinking... that there is a time or place where... God is not to be FIRST in my life.
We should always have time to remember all God has done for us. If, You aren't ashamed to do this... Please follow the directions. |
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Jesus said, "If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my Father."
Not ashamed? Pass this on ONLY IF YOU MEAN IT!!
Yes, I do Love God. God is my source of existence and Savior. He keeps me functioning each and every day. Without God, I will be nothing. Without God, I am nothing. But, with Christ, God strengthens me. (Phil 4:13) |
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This is the simplest test. If You Love God... And, are not ashamed of all the marvelous things God has done for you... Send this to ten people and the person who sent it to you! I don't think I know 10 people who would admit they love Jesus.. |
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Do You love Him?
THE POEM
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"
Now do you have the time to pass it on? Make sure that you scroll through to the end.
Easy vs. Hard
Why is it so hard to tell the truth but 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 but yet so easy to look at a nasty one?
Why is it so easy to delete a Godly e-mail but yet we forward all of the nasty ones?
Why are the churches getting smaller yet the bars and dance clubs are getting larger?
Do you give up? Think about it ... Are you going to forward this, or delete it?
Just remember-God is watching you. Prayer Wheel-Let's see the devil stop this one!
Here's what the wheel is all about. When you receive this, say a prayer for the person that sent it to you....
That's all you have to do.... There is nothing attached.... This is so powerful....
E-mail this to ten people and watch God's answer to prayer work in your life.
And send it back to the person who sent it, to let them know that indeed it was sent out to many more. |
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What a Great Attitude! |
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The 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud lady, who is |
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fully dressed Each morning by eight o'clock, with her hair fashionably |
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coifed and makeup Perfectly applied, even though she is legally blind, |
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moved to a nursing home today. Her husband of 70 years recently |
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passed away, making the move necessary. |
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After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the |
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nursing home, she smiled sweetly when told her room was ready. As she |
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maneuvered her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description |
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of her tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on her |
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window. "I love it," she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old |
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having just been presented with a new puppy. |
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"Mrs.. Jones, you haven't seen the room ... just wait." |
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"That doesn't have anything to do with it," she replied. |
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Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my |
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room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged... it's how |
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I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it "It's a decision I make |
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every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in |
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bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no |
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longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do. |
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Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open I'll focus on the new |
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day and all the happy memories I've stored away ... just for this time |
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in my life. Old age is like a bank account ... you withdraw from what |
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you've put in. So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of |
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happiness in the bank account of memories. Thank you for your part in |
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filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing. Remember the five simple |
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rules to be happy: |
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1. Free your heart from hatred. |
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2. Free your mind from worries. |
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3. Live simply. |
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4. Give more. |
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5. Expect less. |
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It's a Wednesday night and you
are at a church prayer meeting
when somebody runs in from
the parking lot yelling, "Turn
on a radio, turn on a radio!"
And while the church listens
to a little transistor radio
with a microphone stuck up
to it, the announcement is made:
"Two women are lying in a
Long Island hospital dying
from a 'mystery' flu."
Within hours it seems, this
thing just sweeps across
the country.
People are working around
the clock trying to find an
antidote. Nothing is working!
California, Oregon, Arizona,
Florida, Massachusetts.
It's as though it's just
sweeping in from the borders.
And then, all of a sudden, the
news comes out. The code has
been broken. A cure can be
found. A vaccine can be made.
It's going to take the blood
of somebody who hasn't
been infected, and so, sure
enough,all through the
Midwest, through all those
channels of emergency
broadcasting, everyone is
asked to do one simple thing:
Go to your downtown hospital
and have your blood type
taken. That's all we ask of
you. When you hear the sirens
go off in your neighborhood,
please make your way quickly,
quietly, and safely to the
hospitals.
Sure enough, when you and
your family get down there
late on that Friday night,
there is a long line, and
they've got nurses and
doctors coming out and
pricking fingers and
taking blood and putting
labels on it.
Your wife and your kids are
out there, and they take
your blood type and they
say, "Wait here in the
parking lot and if we call
your name, you can be
dismissed and go home."
You stand around, scared,
with your neighbors, wondering
what in the world is going on
and if this is the end of the
world.
Suddenly a young man comes
running out of the hospital
screaming. He's yelling a
name and waving a clipboard.
What? He yells it again! And
your son tugs on your jacket
and says, "Daddy, that's me."
Before you know it, they
have grabbed your boy.
Wait a minute!
Hold on! And they say, "It's
okay, his blood is clean. His
blood is pure.
We want to make sure he
doesn't have the disease.
We think he has got the
right type." Five tense
minutes later, out come
the doctors and nurses,
crying and hugging one
another ... some are even
laughing. It's the first time
you have seen anybody laugh
in a week, and an old doctor
walks up to you and says,
"Thank you, sir. Your son's
blood type is perfect. It's
clean, it is pure, and we
can make the vaccine." As
the word begins to spread
all across that parking lot
full of folks, people are
screaming and praying and
laughing and crying.
Then the gray-haired doctor
pulls you and your wife aside
and says, "May we see you
for moment? We didn't
realize that the donor would
be a minor and we need .....
we need you to sign a
consent form." You begin
to sign and then you see
that the number of pints
of blood to be taken has
been left blank.
"H-how many pints?", you ask.
And that is when the old
doctor's smile fades and
he says, "We had no idea it
would be little child. We
weren't prepared.
I'm sorry sir, we need it all!"
"But but .. You don't understand."
"We are talking about the world
here. Please sign. We need it all!"
"But can't you give him a
transfusion?"
"If we had clean blood we
would. Can you sign? Would
you sign?"
In numb silence, you do.
Then they say, "Would you
like to have a moment with
him before we begin?"
Can you walk back? Can you
walk back to that room where
he sits on a table saying,
"Daddy? Mommy? What's
going on?" Can you take his
hands and say, "Son, your
mommy and I love you,
and we would never ever
let anything happen to you
that didn't just have to be.
Do you understand that?"
And when that old doctor
comes back in and says,
"I'm sorry, we've GOT to
get started! People all over
the world are dying.
Can you leave?"
Can you walk out while he is
saying, "Daddy? Mommy? Daddy?
"Why, why have you forsaken me?"
And then next week, when they
have the ceremony to honor
your son some folks sleep
through it ... some folks
don't even come because
they go to the lake or the
seashore ... some folks
come with a pretentious
smile and just "pretend"
to care. Would you want
to jump up and say,
"MY SON DIED FOR YOU!
DON'T YOU CARE?"
Is that what GOD wants to
say? "MY SON DIED FOR
YOU. DON'T YOU KNOW
HOW MUCH I CARE?"
"FATHER, Seeing it from
YOUR eyes breaks our hearts.
Maybe now we can begin to
comprehend the great Love
YOU have for us."
*You can now spread the GOSPEL .....
or just delete this email.
If you are not ashamed of GOD
or what HE has done for you
pass this on.
A friend is someone who
fills our lives with
Beauty, Joy and Grace
and makes the world a
better place to live in.. |
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A friend is someone we turn to
When our spirits need a lift |
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A friend is someone we treasure
For our friendship is a gift. |
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A friend is someone who fills our lives
With beauty, joy, and grace |
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And makes the world we live in
A better and happier place. |
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There is a miracle called friendship, that dwells in the heart. You do not know how it happens or when it gets it's start |
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But you know the special lift it always brings. You realize that friendship is God's most precious gift!
If you love God and will do any thing for Him send this to all of the people you know or even dont know. Pray for others that you dont know pray for anything but always remeber keep God First in your life !!!!!! |
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If you e-mail me i can maybe put a story of yours up on my web page....
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