12.28.16 Wacky Wonderful Wednesday

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NEIGHBORS TURN STREET PURPLE JUST BEFORE A SICK GIRL HEADS TO HEAVEN!

7-year-old Kayleigh McClendon won’t get to see Christmas this year. At least not from here on earth. But what she did get to see before leaving for Heaven was humanity at its finest. The entire neighborhood came together to honor the sick little girl by decking the street with purple lights — Kayleigh’s favorite color. And it was just in time.

The significance of purple lights

Kayleigh was diagnosed with a brain tumor when she turned seven. Try as they might, doctors just weren’t able to treat the cancer.

Unsure of how much time they had left with their little girl, Kayleigh’s parents decided to decorate early for Christmas. But instead of the traditional colors, they used purple lights. It’s Kayleigh’s favorite color. But more than that, it’s the color that represents brave Kayleigh’s fight with terminal brain cancer.

“For a 7-year-old she’s been tough through all of it. Pokes and prods and tests, and she did every single MRI and CT without sedation. And even for adults, that’s a huge deal,” said her dad. “It blows me away. . . the support we’ve had around us.”

When the neighbors found out what the McClendon family was doing, the whole street chipped in. Within hours, the local stores had sold out of purple lights.

No one knew how long Kayleigh had when they started decorating. But it didn’t matter. Be it a day, a week or several months, everyone was determined to make sure the little girl got the purple Christmas of her dreams.

They covered the entire street in purple lights in honor of the special little girl.

“I think they’ll know, before they get here, they’ll know, OK, we’re on Kayleigh’s street,” her dad said.

God’s perfect timing

As it turns out, the incredible act of kindness took place just in time. Just a few weeks after the neighborhood rallied together to decorate, Kayleigh left to be with the Lord.

Her mom wrote on Facebook:

“At 10:05 this morning our precious girl slipped from earth to eternity. Oh how our hearts are broken. There are no words for the hurt. The void. Yet even now, at our darkest, our God is good.

God granted Kayleigh perfect, beautiful peace. She was not in pain. She was wrapped tightly in my arms with her Daddy by her side as she gently drew her last breath. God was so good to spare us from watching her struggle. And is she is in heaven. Dancing. Twirling. Laughing. Beautiful. Whole. Healthy.”

This faithful family continues to rely on God for strength during this difficult time. We will continue to pray that they find peace in this difficult time. What a blessing that one of the last things Kayleigh got to see was people coming together in kindness.

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BEAUTIFUL ARTISTIC GREENERY!
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OLD MAN RINGS DOORBELL, HANDS HER A LETTER AND DISAPPEARS by Barbara Diamond

This morning I was woken up by someone trying to get me to buzz them into the building.

I ignored the first two buzzers hoping they would go away but the third got me up.

I buzzed them in (we don’t have a working intercom so I couldn’t ask who they were).

Then I stood there waiting looking out the peep hole of the door.

An older gentleman gets to my door and knocks…

I opened asking if I could help him and all he said was, “Are you Karen?”

I told him no, that Karen was my mom and he gave a quick smile and handed me an unmarked envelope and walked away.

I get inside and open it up.“Please accept this gift as an act of random kindness. A cherished member of our family devoted much of her time and resources to helping people through ‘Random Acts Of Kindness’. She gave to others in many ways, and always did so anonymously. One way our family has chosen to honor her memory is to continue in the tradition of helping others in the community with acts of random kindness.

A ‘Random Act Of Kindness’ does not have to involve the giving of money. It can be as simple as sharing your time with someone, lending an ear, or offering a compliment. The most important part is that the act is unsolicited and done with no expectation of anything in return.

Although we do not know you personally, other members of our community identified you as a deserving recipient of this gift. Please use this money in any way you see fit, whether to alleviate some financial

strain or to provide you the opportunity to do something special for yourself.

We ask for nothing in return, but hope that you are encouraged to consider ways in which you can make a difference for someone else, and motivated to embrace the idea, and to carry on the tradition.”

The second I saw the money I sat on the floor. $1,000 from a stranger. I have no clue who the man was and he was gone by the time I got outside.

I called my mom and told her to sit down and read her the letter… she started bawling instantly.

My mom has been battling ovarian cancer for three years now. It has been a very long difficult journey mentally, physically, and financially.

However, this helps more than the giver knows.

They have taken some of that stress away and also given my mom hope and a reason to smile.

So, thank you. Thank you with everything in me and also for for carrying on such an amazing tradition.

Did the anonymous gift-giver know of Karen’s diagnosis or how much they needed this money? We may never know, but one thing’s for sure — this is an story of kindness and faith.

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THIS WEEK’S FIVE FAVORITE PHOTOS
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BEYOND BELIEF HAND ART!
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Reach out to someone in need this week!

Let others see Jesus in you this week!

Be His light in the darkness this week!

Have a Blessed Week!

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12.21.16 Wacky Wonderful Wednesday

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THE GOLD WRAPPING PAPER

Once upon a time, there was a man who worked very hard just to keep food on the table for his family. This particular year a few days before Christmas, he punished his little five-year-old daughter after learning that she had used up the family’s only roll of expensive gold wrapping paper.

As money was tight, he became even more upset when on Christmas Eve he saw that the child had used all of the expensive gold paper to decorate one shoebox she had put under the Christmas tree. He also was concerned about where she had gotten money to buy what was in the shoebox.

Nevertheless, the next morning the little girl, filled with excitement, brought the gift box to her father and said, “This is for you, Daddy!”

As he opened the box, the father was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, now regretting how he had punished her.

But when he opened the shoebox, he found it was empty and again his anger flared. “Don’t you know, young lady,” he said harshly, “when you give someone a present, there’s supposed to be something inside the package!”

The little girl looked up at him with sad tears rolling from her eyes and whispered: “Daddy, it’s not empty. I blew kisses into it until it was all full.”

The father was crushed. He fell on his knees and put his arms around his precious little girl. He begged her to forgive him for his unnecessary anger.

An accident took the life of the child only a short time later. It is told that the father kept this little gold box by his bed for all the years of his life. Whenever he was discouraged or faced difficult problems, he would open the box, take out an imaginary kiss, and remember the love of this beautiful child who had put it there.

In a very real sense, each of us has been given an invisible golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family, friends and God. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.

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THE CHRISTMAS TRUCE, by David G. Stratman

From his book We Can Change the World

Inspirational Christmas Story

It was December 25, 1914, only 5 months into World War I. German, British, and French soldiers, already sick and tired of the senseless killing, disobeyed their superiors and fraternized with “the enemy” along two-thirds of the Western Front (a crime punishable by death in times of war). German troops held Christmas trees up out of the trenches with signs, “Merry Christmas.”

“You no shoot, we no shoot.” Thousands of troops streamed across a no-man’s land strewn with rotting corpses. They sang Christmas carols, exchanged photographs of loved ones back home, shared rations, played football, even roasted some pigs. Soldiers embraced men they had been trying to kill a few short hours before. They agreed to warn each other if the top brass forced them to fire their weapons, and to aim high.

A shudder ran through the high command on either side. Here was disaster in the making: soldiers declaring their brotherhood with each other and refusing to fight. Generals on both sides declared this spontaneous peacemaking to be treasonous and subject to court martial. By March 1915 the fraternization movement had been eradicated and the killing machine put back in full operation. By the time of the armistice in 1918, fifteen million would be slaughtered.

Not many people have heard the story of the Christmas Truce. On Christmas Day, 1988, a story in the Boston Globe mentioned that a local FM radio host played “Christmas in the Trenches,” a ballad about the Christmas Truce, several times and was startled by the effect. The song became the most requested recording during the holidays in Boston on several FM stations. “Even more startling than the number of requests I get is the reaction to the ballad afterward by callers who hadn’t heard it before,” said the radio host. “They telephone me deeply moved, sometimes in tears, asking, ‘What the heck did I just hear?’ ”

You can probably guess why the callers were in tears. The Christmas Truce story goes against most of what we have been taught about people. It gives us a glimpse of the world as we wish it could be and says, “This really happened once.” It reminds us of those thoughts we keep hidden away, out of range of the TV and newspaper stories that tell us how trivial and mean human life is. It is like hearing that our deepest wishes really are true: the world really could be different.

CHRISTMAS IN THE TRENCHES – SONG LYRICS

To listen to this inspirational Christmas story in song: click here. It is beautiful to hear it sung!

Words & Music by John McCutcheon, c. 1984

My name is Francis Toliver, I come from Liverpool.
Two years ago the war was waiting for me after school.
To Belgium and to Flanders, to Germany to here,
I fought for King and country I love dear.

‘Twas Christmas in the trenches, where the frost so bitter hung.
The frozen fields of France were still, no Christmas song was sung.
Our families back in England were toasting us that day,
Their brave and glorious lads so far away.

I was lying with my messmate on the cold and rocky ground,
When across the lines of battle came a most peculiar sound.
Says I, “Now listen up, me boys!” each soldier strained to hear,
As one young German voice sang out so clear.

“He’s singing bloody well, you know!” my partner says to me.
Soon, one by one, each German voice joined in harmony.
The cannons rested silent, the gas clouds rolled no more,
As Christmas brought us respite from the war.

As soon as they were finished and a reverent pause was spent,
“God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen” struck up some lads from Kent.
The next they sang was “Stille Nacht,” “‘Tis ‘Silent Night,'” says I,
And in two tongues one song filled up that sky.

“There’s someone coming towards us!” the front line sentry cried.
All sights were fixed on one lone figure trudging from their side.
His truce flag, like a Christmas star, shone on that plain so bright,
As he bravely strode unarmed into the night.

Then one by one on either side walked into No Man’s Land,
With neither gun nor bayonet we met there hand to hand.
We shared some secret brandy and wished each other well,
And in a flare lit soccer game we gave ’em hell.

We traded chocolates, cigarettes, and photographs from home.
These sons and fathers far away from families of their own.
Young Sanders played his squeezebox and they had a violin,
This curious and unlikely band of men.

Soon daylight stole upon us and France was France once more.
With sad farewells we each began to settle back to war.
But the question haunted every heart that lived that wondrous night:
“Whose family have I fixed within my sights?”

‘Twas Christmas in the trenches where the frost so bitter hung.
The frozen fields of France were warmed as songs of peace were sung.
For the walls they’d kept between us to exact the work of war,
Had been crumbled and were gone forevermore.

My name is Francis Toliver, in Liverpool I dwell,
Each Christmas come since World War I, I’ve learned its lessons well,
That the ones who call the shots won’t be among the dead and lame,
And on each end of the rifle we’re the same.

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THIS WEEK’S SIX FAVORITE PHOTOS
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Reach out to someone in need this week!

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Be His light in the darkness this week!

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12.14.16 Wacky Wonderful Wednesday

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God sends people into our lives for many reasons, and in many cases, it is in response to a need we have — whether it’s now, or yet to come. No relationship happens in the Kingdom of God by circumstance or without reason, whether it’s to provide friendship, help us through a season of difficulty, provide wisdom or inspire us to stand strong in our faith when we feel weak and unsure.

Lord, thank You for the people You have divinely placed in my life who speak holy truth, love and words of wisdom. Give me a heart of discernment to know when You are using someone to speak instruction into my heart and my circumstances, and give me the strength and courage to follow through with that advice, even when it’s hard. Fill me with peace in knowing that even if I take a wrong turn, Your purpose will prevail.

– Tracie Miles, Author, Proverbs 31 Ministries

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It’s just a small, white envelope stuck among the branches of our Christmas tree. No name, no identification, no inscription. It has peeked through the branches of our tree for the past 10 years or so.

It all began because my husband Mike hated Christmas—oh, not the true meaning of Christmas, but the commercial aspects of it-overspending…the frantic running around at the last minute to get a tie for Uncle Harry and the dusting powder for Grandma—the gifts given in desperation because you couldn’t think of anything else.

Knowing he felt this way, I decided one year to bypass the usual shirts, sweaters, ties and so forth. I reached for something special just for Mike. The inspiration came in an unusual way.

Our son Kevin, who was 12 that year, was wrestling at the junior level at the school he attended; and shortly before Christmas, there was a non-league match against a team sponsored by an inner-city church, mostly black.

These youngsters, dressed in sneakers so ragged that shoestrings seemed to be the only thing holding them together, presented a sharp contrast to our boys in their spiffy blue and gold uniforms and sparkling new wrestling shoes.

As the match began, I was alarmed to see that the other team was wrestling without headgear, a kind of light helmet designed to protect a wrestler’s ears.

It was a luxury the ragtag team obviously could not afford. Well, we ended up walloping them. We took every weight class. And as each of their boys got up from the mat, he swaggered around in his tatters with false bravado, a kind of street pride that couldn’t acknowledge defeat.

Mike, seated beside me, shook his head sadly, “I wish just one of them could have won,” he said. “They have a lot of potential, but losing like this could take the heart right out of them.”

Mike loved kids-all kids-and he knew them, having coached little league football, baseball and lacrosse. That’s when the idea for his present came.

That afternoon, I went to a local sporting goods store and bought an assortment of wrestling headgear and shoes and sent them anonymously to the inner-city church.

On Christmas Eve, I placed the envelope on the tree, the note inside telling Mike what I had done and that this was his gift from me.

His smile was the brightest thing about Christmas that year and in succeeding years.

For each Christmas, I followed the tradition—one year sending a group of mentally handicapped youngsters to a hockey game, another year a check to a pair of elderly brothers whose home had burned to the ground the week before Christmas, and on and on.

The envelope became the highlight of our Christmas. It was always the last thing opened on Christmas morning and our children, ignoring their new toys, would stand with wide-eyed anticipation as their dad lifted the envelope from the tree to reveal it’s contents.

As the children grew, the toys gave way to more practical presents, but the envelope never lost its allure. The story doesn’t end there.

You see, we lost Mike last year due to dreaded cancer. When Christmas rolled around, I was still so wrapped in grief that I barely got the tree up. But Christmas Eve found me placing an envelope on the tree, and in the morning, it was joined by three more. Each of our children, unbeknownst to the others, had placed an envelope on the tree for their dad.

The tradition has grown and someday will expand even further with our grandchildren standing around the tree with wide-eyed anticipation watching as their fathers take down the envelope. Mike’s spirit, like the Christmas spirit, will always be with us.

May we all remember each other, and the Real reason for the season, and His true spirit this year and always. God bless—pass this along to your friends and loved ones.

1982 by Nancy W. Gavin, Submitted by Edwin G. Whiting

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12.07.16 Wacky Wonderful Wednesday

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A NEW ORLEANS CHRISTMAS CLASSIC!!

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Twas the night before Christmas an’ all t’ru de house,
Dey don’t a ting pass Not even a mouse.
De chirren been nezzle good snug on de flo’,
An’ Mama pass de pepper t’ru de crack on de do’.

De Mama in de fireplace done roas’ up de ham,
Sit up de gumbo an’ make de bake yam.
Den out on de by-you dey got such a clatter,
Make soun’ like old Boudreau done fall off his ladder.

I run like a rabbit to got to de do’,
Trip over de dorg an’ fall on de flo’.
As I look out de do’in de light o’ de moon,
I t’ink, “Mahn, you crazy or got ol’ too soon.”

Cux dere on de by-you w’en I stretch ma’neck stiff,
Dere’s eight alligator a pullin’ de skiff.
An’ a little fat drover wit’ a long pole-ing stick,
I know r’at away got to be ole St.Nick.

Mo’ fas’er an’ fas’er de’ gator dey came
He whistle an’ holler an’ call dem by name:
“Ha, Gaston! Ha, Tiboy! Ha, Pierre an’ Alcee’!
Gee, Ninette! Gee, Suzette! Celeste an’Renee’!

To de top o’ de porch to de top o’ de wall,
Make crawl, alligator, an’ be sho’ you don’ fall.”
Like Tante Flo’s cat t’ru de treetop he fly,
W’en de big ole houn’ dorg come a run hisse’s by.

Like dat up de porch dem ole ‘gator clim!
Wit’ de skiff full o’ toy an’ St. Nicklus behin’.
Den on top de porch roof it soun’ like de hail,
W’en all dem big gator, done sot down dey tail.

Den down de chimney I yell wit’ a bam,
An’ St.Nicklus fall an’ sit on de yam.
“Sacre!” he axclaim, “Ma pant got a hole
I done sot ma’se’f on dem red hot coal.”

He got on his foots an’ jump like de cat
Out to de flo’ where he lan’ wit’ a SPLAT!
He was dress in musk-rat from his head to his foot,
An’ his clothes is all dirty wit’ ashes an’ soot.

A sack full o’ playt’ing he t’row on his back,
He look like a burglar an’ dass fo’ a fack.
His eyes how dey shine his dimple, how merry!
Maybe he been drink de wine from de blackberry.

His cheek was like a rose his nose a cherry,
On secon’ t’ought maybe he lap up de sherry.
Wit’ snow-white chin whisker an’ quiverin’ belly,
He shook w’en he laugh like de stromberry jelly!

But a wink in his eye an’ a shook o’ his head,
Make my confi-dence dat I don’t got to be scared.
He don’ do no talkin’ gone strit to hi work,
Put a playt’ing in sock an’ den turn wit’ a jerk.

He put bot’ his han’ dere on top o’ his head,
Cas’ an eye on de chimney an’ den he done said:
“Wit’ all o’ dat fire an’ dem burnin’ hot flame,
Me I ain’ goin’ back by de way dat I came.”

So he run out de do’ an, he clim’ to de roof,
He ain’ no fool, him for to make one more goof.
He jump in his skiff an’ crack his big whip,
De’ gator move down, An don’ make one slip.

An’ I hear him shout loud as a splashin’ he go,
“Merry Christmas to all ’til I saw you some mo’!”

“Laugh and the world will laugh with you.”
Don’t laugh …. go away you are no fun.

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QUOTES FROM ANN VOSKAMP, Author of A Holy Experience

Pick up a yardstick to measure your life against anyone else’s, and you’ve just picked up a stick and beaten up your own soul.

I’m not a fast writer at all. I come empty and wait upon the Lord. So it really is all a waiting process, a patient process.

The only thing necessary today — is to let everything else come after keeping company with Him. Just keep company with Jesus. Just keep saying: ‘I trust you, Jesus.’

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THIS WEEK’S FIVE FAVORITE PHOTOS

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11.30.16 Wacky Wonderful Wednesday

Too many great Thanksgiving cute stuff to not keep the season going one more week!

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NEW ORLEANS SAINTS THANKSGIVING

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POTATOES, EGGS AND COFFEE BEANS

Once upon a time a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didn’t know how she was going to make it. She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time. It seemed just as one problem was solved, another one soon followed.

Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot, and ground coffee beans in the third pot.

He then let them sit and boil, without saying a word to his daughter. The daughter, moaned and impatiently waited, wondering what he was doing.

After twenty minutes he turned off the burners. He took the potatoes out of the pot and placed them in a bowl. He pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.

He then ladled the coffee out and placed it in a cup. Turning to her he asked. “Daughter, what do you see?”

“Potatoes, eggs, and coffee,” she hastily replied.

“Look closer,” he said, “and touch the potatoes.” She did and noted that they were soft. He then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally, he asked her to sip the coffee. Its rich aroma brought a smile to her face.

“Father, what does this mean?” she asked.

He then explained that the potatoes, the eggs and coffee beans had each faced the same adversity– the boiling water.

However, each one reacted differently.

The potato went in strong, hard, and unrelenting, but in boiling water, it became soft and weak.

The egg was fragile, with the thin outer shell protecting its liquid interior until it was put in the boiling water. Then the inside of the egg became hard.

However, the ground coffee beans were unique. After they were exposed to the boiling water, they changed the water and created something new.

“Which are you,” he asked his daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a potato, an egg, or a coffee bean? “

Moral:In life, things happen around us, things happen to us, but the only thing that truly matters is what happens within us.

Which one are you?

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QUOTES FROM ANN VOSKAMP, Author of A Holy Experience

When we can’t bottle our tears up anymore, God catches every one in His bottle. God’s catching every falling tear because He won’t let us fall apart.

The brave who focus on all things good and all things beautiful and all things true, even in the small, who give thanks for it and discover joy even in the here and now, they are the change agents who bring fullest Light to all the world.

A simplified Christmas isn’t about circumstances as much as it is about focus.

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COIN ART

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THIS WEEK’S FIVE FAVORITE PHOTOS

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We will now, quite appropriately, switch our focus to the season celebrating the birth of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, it’s called Christmas! Just found this amazing Christmas You Tube Video that I have to share to move us into that season’s spirit!

 

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11.23.16 Wacky Wonderful Wednesdays – Happy Thanksgiving!

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The Seasons Of Life

Through the different seasons
In life that we go through,
God still walks there with us
Through good and bad times too.

We don’t need to stop
And ponder why we’re here,
We just need to trust in God
That He won’t leave us there

It is but for a season
That we are in this place,
We need not sit and question it
Just receive His loving grace

Don’t look around at others,
They can’t give you what you need
Just turn your eyes heavenward
And put your trust in thee

Hard times that you’re facing,
The Lord will see you through
To bring you to a better place
That He has planned for you

We may only call on Him
When going through bad times,
But when things are going well,
He’s seldom on our minds

For even in the good times,
We still need to look to Him,
So we don’t become complacent
And let our love grow dim

So trust Him in the times ahead
Even when you do not know
That He is there beside you,
For He does love you so.

© By M.S.Lowndes

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This insane Thanksgiving cake is the new Turducken.

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A HEARTWARMING THANKSGIVING STORY by Coach Muller

beggar2A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: “I am blind, please help.”

There were only a few coins in the hat.

A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words.

Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy. That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were.

The boy recognized his footsteps and asked, “Were you the one who changed my sign this morning? What did you write?”

The man said, “I only wrote the truth. I said what you said but in a different way.” I wrote: “Today is a beautiful day but I cannot see it.”

Both signs told people that the boy was blind. But the first sign simply said the boy was blind. The second sign told people that they were so lucky that they were not blind. Should we be surprised that the second sign was more effective?

Moral of the Story: Be thankful for what you have. Be creative. Be innovative. Think differently and positively. When life gives you a 100 reasons to cry, show life that you have 1000 reasons to smile. Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear. Keep the faith and drop the fear.

The most beautiful thing is to see a person smiling. And even more beautiful, is knowing that you are the reason behind it!

Happy Thanksgiving to all!

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SPECTACULAR SIDEWALK AND STREET ART

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WHAT A CUTIE!

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SILLY CUTE FACE ART!

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11.16.16 Wacky Wonderful Wednesday

Sorry about last Wednesday. When Trump won the election I forgot about everything I was so happy! Here’s one for this Wednesday!

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WAIT TILL YOU SEE HOW THIS ONE ENDS!

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… there are some of us who are sorta stuck here in the middle of the story, God, and we don’t know what the next chapter holds.
We’ve got no idea how our hearts are about to get broken or when, what the doctor could end up saying tomorrow, how the kids will turn out, or what’s on the next page or the one after that.
And when you’re stuck in the middle of the story? Well, honestly, it’s easy to feel at the end of your rope.
And You pull us close, real close: “I’d never forget you—never.
Look, I’ve written your names on the backs of my hands.” Isa49:16(MSG)
You’ve etched the very letters of our name, of who we are, right into You.
You haven’t forgotten us or this chapter or this story, and if You haven’t forgotten us, we’re not about to go forgetting that Your stories always work out in the end — and if things aren’t working out quite yet, it just means we’re not quite yet to the end. We’ll literally practice our faith — we’ll practice saying thanks in the middle.
Faith thanks God in the middle of the mess,
Faith thanks God in the middle of the night,
Faith thanks God in the middle of the story —
Because it believes in the relentless goodness of Him who will won’t stop writing till there’s good at the end of this story.

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PUMPKINS AND SQUIRRELS

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GOOD OLD AUNTY ACID MAKING US SMILES!

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“O come, let us sing for joy to the Lord, let us shout joyfully to the rock of our salvation. Let us come before His presence with thanksgiving, Let us shout joyfully to Him with psalms.

“For the Lord is a great God and a great King above all gods, in whose hand are the depths of the earth, the peaks of the mountains are His also. The sea is His, for it was He who made it, and His hands formed the dry land.

“Come, let us worship and bow down, let us kneel before the Lord our Maker. For He is our God, and we are the people of His pasture and the sheep of His hand.” (Psalm 95:1-7)

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THIS WEEK’S FIVE FAVORITE PHOTOS

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Have a Blessed Week!

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11.02.16 Some of the things that make me SMILE!!

This week’s Wacky Wonderful Wednesdays is a little different. The following are some of the things I’ve found recently that made me smile when I saw them. I hope they all make you smile as well!

By this time next week we will have a new President. The stakes are too high this election, please vote for Donald J. Trump for President of the United States! Here is a link to our blog about why we voted for him via absentee ballot. Rosalyn and Roy

Why We Voted for Donald J. Trump

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God sent His son, they called Him, Jesus;
He came to love, heal and forgive;
He lived and died to buy my pardon,
An empty grave is there to prove my Savior lives!

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Because He lives, I can face tomorrow,
Because He lives, all fear is gone,
Because I know He holds the future,
And life is worth the living,
Just because He lives!

How sweet to hold a newborn baby,
And feel the pride and joy he brings;
But greater still the calm assurance:
This child can face uncertain days because He Lives
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Chorus
Because He lives, I can face tomorrow,
Because He lives, all fear is gone;
Because I know He holds the future,
And life is worth the living,
Just because He lives!

And then one day, I’ll cross the river,
I’ll fight life’s final war with pain;
And then, as death gives way to victory,
I’ll see the lights of glory and I’ll know He lives!

Chorus
Because He lives, I can face tomorrow,
Because He lives, all fear is gone;
Because I know He holds the future,
And life is worth the living,
Just because He lives

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My birthday present this year from Chip’s family!

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10.26.16 Wacky Wonderful Wednesdays

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ODD FELLOWS
Why can’t we all just get along like this?

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by Ann Voskamp

…don’t be afraid that you’ve mess it all up today. That’s why He came down. In Him, whatever goes bad, He’ll work it for good. It’s what God does. You can’t be undone.

So mid-week: no more fears. *The future is as bright as the faithfulness of God.* He turned water into wine; He will turn the broken into beautiful. God’s line of work is transformations — so hold on to Him as your lifeline tonight.

“…don’t keep going over old history. Be alert, be present. I’m about to do something brand new… There it is!

I’m making a road through the desert.” (Isa. 43:18 MSG)

In unlikely places, Lord, you’re always making unbelievable roads…and we believe it. So we’ll go face the rest of the week with joy — knowing You’ve got our back.

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“But first… let me take a selfie.” -Thought every animal ever.

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AERIAL VIEWS

MARINA BAY, DUBAI

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SHANGHAI, CHINA

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VENICE, ITALYvenice-italy

HEDGE MAZE, LONGLEAT, ENGLAND

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As a man was passing the elephants, he suddenly stopped, confused by the fact that these huge creatures were being held by only a small rope tied to their front leg. No chains, no cages. It was obvious that the elephants could, at anytime, break away from their bonds but for some reason, they did not.

He saw a trainer nearby and asked why these animals just stood there and made no attempt to get away. “Well,” trainer said, “when they are very young and much smaller we use the same size rope to tie them and, at that age, it’s enough to hold them. As they grow up, they are conditioned to believe they cannot break away. They believe the rope can still hold them, so they never try to break free.”

The man was amazed. These animals could at any time break free from their bonds but because they believed they couldn’t, they were stuck right where they were.

Like the elephants, how many of us go through life hanging onto a belief that we cannot do something, simply because we failed at it once before?

Failure is part of learning; we should never give up the struggle in life.

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THIS WEEK’S FIVE FAVORITE PHOTOS!

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TINY GARDENS ARE SOME OF MY FAVORITE THINGS!

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Reach out to someone in need this week!

Let others see Jesus in you this week!

Be His light in the darkness this week!

Have a Blessed Week!

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