A man was exploring caves by the Seashore. In one of the caves he found a canvas bag with a bunch of hardened clay balls. It was like someone had rolled clay balls and left them out in the sun to bake. They didn’t look like much, but they intrigued the man, so he took the bag out of the cave with him. As he strolled along the beach, he would throw the clay balls one at a time out into the ocean as far as he could.
He thought little about it, until he dropped one of the clay balls and it cracked open on a rock . Inside was a beautiful, precious stone!
Excited, the man started breaking open the remaining clay balls. Each contained a similar treasure. He found thousands of dollars worth of jewels in the 20 or so clay balls he had left.
Then it struck him. He had been on the beach a long time. He had thrown maybe 50 or 60 of the clay balls with their hidden treasure into the ocean waves. Instead of thousands of dollars in treasure, he could have taken home tens of thousands, but he had just thrown it away!
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(Author Unknown)
A little boy was selling newspapers on the corner, the people were in and out of the cold.
The little boy was so cold that he wasn’t trying to sell many papers.
He walked up to a policeman and said, “Mister, you wouldn’t happen to know where a poor boy could find a warm place to sleep tonight would you?
You see, I sleep in a box up around the corner there and down the alley and it’s awful cold in there for tonight.
Sure would be nice to have a warm place to stay.”
The policeman looked down at the little boy and said, “You go down the street to that big white house and you knock on the door. When they come out the door you just say John 3:16, and they will let you in.”
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And the Lord spoke to Noah & said: “In six months I’m going to make it rain until the whole earth is covered with water & all the evil people are destroyed. But I want to save a few good people, and two of every kind of living thing on the planet. I am ordering you to build Me an Ark.”
And in a flash of lightning he delivered the specifications for the Ark.
“OK,” said Noah, trembling in fear and fumbling with the blueprints.
“Six months, and it starts to rain, “thundered the Lord. “You’d better have my Ark completed, or learn how to swim for a very long time.”
And six months passed. The skies began to cloud up and rain began to fall. The Lord saw that Noah was sitting in his front yard, weeping. And there was no Ark.
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What Would You Like to Hear?
Three friends die in a car accident, and upon their arrival to heaven, they are all asked, “When you are in your casket and family and friends are mourning upon you, what would you like to hear them say about you?”
The first man says, “I would like to hear them say that I was a great doctor of my time, and a great family man.”
The second man says, “I would like to hear that I was a wonderful husband and school teacher who made a huge difference in our children of tomorrow.”
The last man replies, “I would like to hear them say, ‘LOOK! HE’S MOVING!’”
(By: Arthur Gordon)
When I was around thirteen and my brother was ten, Father promised to take us to the circus. But at lunch there was a phone call. Some urgent business required his attention down-town. My brother and I braced ourselves for the disappointment.
Then we heard him say, “No, I won’t be down. It will have to wait.”
When he came back to the table, Mother smiled and said, “The circus keeps coming back, you know.”
“I know,” said Father, “but childhood doesn’t.”
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The Prayer
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Dear God,
Thank You for Your intimate care throughout our mortal Infancy. Even though we may be 20 or 30 or 50 or even 100 mortal years old yet we each are as a new-born in Your arms. Teach us the ways of becoming more and more like You in Spiritual Maturity and Compassion.
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For years they exchanged common pleasantries as they passed each other by. The frazzled looking mother of eight sat on her front porch, keeping a watchful eye on the youngest of her growing brood.
The career woman was usually pressed for time, rushing by on her way to catch a train that would take her to her 9 to 5 job in the business world. The two women barely shared more than a smile and a quick hello, but each had specific thoughts on each other’s lifestyle.
The childless career woman felt a little sorry for her neighbor. “What a handful, for a mother to have more children than there is time to take care of them,” thought the world wise woman. “No time for anything but cooking, cleaning and raising a family – with nothing to show for it but paychecks that never stretch far enough, tuition bills that have no end in sight, and a distressed house decorated in greasy handprints smudged on walls. And, let’s not forget the washers and dryers whose cycles run 24/7! Where is the joy in several hungry mouths to feed, while trying to keep up with several different personalities in need?”
(Author Unknown)
A strong Baptist family decided to buy a home and make everything in the house Baptist. They were going to make it look and feel Baptist through and through. So when they were finished they went to a pet shop to look for a Baptist dog.
They asked the owner, “Do you have a Baptist dog?”
Surprised, the pet shop owner thought about it for a while and then nodded, saying, “Yes…yes, I think we have a dog that will fit your description.”
So the owner brought out the dog to the family, and the father said, “Let’s see if this is a real Baptist dog.” So the father said to the dog, “Go get a Bible.”
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(by Patijé)
In 1970, when I first developed M.S. symptoms, I lived in Shillington, near Reading, Pennsylvania. My employer’s fear of chronic illness ended my career, but I still coordinated the cook and the housekeeper, drove my car and did my own shopping when I could.
There was a little market near home. The first time I went there, my balance and dexterity were affected and I dropped a can, which rolled across the floor. I had considerable trouble retrieving it, dropping it several times in my struggle. Once I had the can firmly in hand, I couldn’t get up from my knees! One of the “bagboys” helped me. I continued shopping but when it came time to “check out”, the lines were pretty long. Well, wouldn’t you know it, I lost my balance and those racks of candy and gum always placed near the check out lines was knocked off on the floor — candy and gum scattering and rolling everywhere! I tried to pick it up, but kept losing my balance and dropping or spilling them again and again.
