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Wednesday, 12 August 2009 ( REFLECTION @ 10:02 pm ) Wednesday – 12 Aug Moses dies This underscores one of the ironies of history. Great leaders, who work so hard for a cause, often die without enjoying the fruits of their labours. The historical Jesus died before seeing his Father’s kingdom spread to the four corners of the earth. Martin Luther King died before seeing the political and social liberation of black America. John F. Kennedy died before seeing an American walk on the moon, a dream he had and worked for in America’s space programme. -1 CORINTHIANS 3: 7 Saint Joseph Church Bulletin. Monday, 3 August 2009 ( THANK YOU LORD @ 7:02 pm ) 
Thank you Lord for the trials that come my way, But it goes against the way I am, to put my human nature down, I thank You Lord with each trial I feel inside, But it goes against the way I am to put my human nature down, I thank You Lord for the victory that growing brings, Out in front I can see Your face, and it's there You belong.
Friday, 24 July 2009 ( TOO BUSY FOR A FRIEND @ 10:56 pm ) One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name. Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down. It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers. That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual. On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling. 'Really?' she heard whispered. 'I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!' and, 'I didn't know others liked me so much,' were most of the comments. No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on. Several years later, one of the students was killed in Vietnam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature. The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin. As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her. 'Were you Mark's math teacher?' he asked. She nodded: 'yes.' Then he said: 'Mark talked about you a lot.' After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher. 'We want to show you something,' his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket 'They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it.' Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him. 'Thank you so much for doing that,' Mark's mother said. 'As you can see, Mark treasured it.' All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, 'I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home.' Chuck's wife said, 'Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album.' 'I have mine too,' Marilyn said. 'It's in my diary' Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. 'I carry this with me at all times,' Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: 'I think we all saved our lists' That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again. The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day. And we don't know when that one day will be. -AN EMAIL I RECEIVED FROM MY FRIEND. ( GOD'S PROMISES @ 12:33 am ) FEAR NOT, FOR I HAVE REDEEMED YOU: I HAVE CALLED YOU BY NAME: YOU ARE MINE... BECAUSE YOU ARE PRECIOUS IN MY EYES AND GLORIOUS, AND BECAUSE I LOVE YOU. I GIVE YOU MEN IN RETURN FOR YOU AND PEOPLE IN EXCHANGE FOR YOUR LIFE. ISAIAH 43:1-4 Sunday, 19 July 2009 ( WHAT'S IN THEIR MIND? @ 11:51 pm )
SO, WHAT COULD BE IN THE MIND OF A 6 YEAR OLD KID? MAYBE WHAT'S NICE TO PLAY HERE? WHAT TIME AM I GOING HOME? I WANT TO GO SCHOOL? I AM HUNGRY NOW? I WANT TO FASTER GROW UP? I WANT TO WATCH CARTOON? I WANT TO SLEEP ALREADY? THIS IS LIFE! ( because he said @ 1:54 am ) TAKE LORD, MY LIBERTY, ME MEMORY, MY UNDERSTANDING AND MY ENTIRE WILL. TAKE WHATEVER I AM AND HAVE. YOU HAVE GIVEN IT ALL TO ME. NOW I GIVE IT BACK TO YOU. DO WITH IT WHATEVER YOU WISH. GIVE ME ONLY YOUR LOVE AND YOUR GRACE. WITH THESE I AM RICH ENOUGH AND DESIRE NOTHING MORE. -ST IGNATIUS LOYOLA Sunday, 5 July 2009 ( GOD ALWAYS ANSWER PRAYERS @ 10:41 pm )  |
