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| My son stood beside me very still. When I turned, I nearly knocked him down. "Move out of the way," I said with a frown. He walked away, his little heart broken. I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken. While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said, "While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use, but the family you love, you seem to abuse. a must read... Click on "Family" to read the rest |
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| He said, I'm going to give this to one of you but first, let me do this. He proceeded to crumple the bill. He then asked, Who still wants it? Still the hands were up in the air. Well, he replied, what if I do this? He dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe.He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. Now, who still wants it? Still hands went into the air. click on "our lives are valuable" to read the rest |
I read of a man who stood to speak At the funeral of a friend He referred to the dates on her tombstone from the beginning...to the end. He noted that first came her date of birth And spoke the following date with tears, But he said what mattered most of all Was the dash between those years. (1934-1998) What would your dash stand for? Read the rest of the story by clicking on "I'm glad you're in my dash-" |
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One night I had a wonderous dream One set of footprints there was seen The footprints of my precious Lord But mine were not along the shore. But then some stranger prints appeared And I asked the Lord, "What have we here?" "Those prints are large and round and neat," "But Lord, they're too big for my feet!" this is another must read... click on "Butt Prints" |
When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a large empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, rocks about 2" in diameter. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. this is another must read... click on "A philosophy Professor" |
| More to come....If you have any good stories with a lesson to be learned, please email them to me, Thanks Donna |
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