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Spirituality and Spiritual
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Humility,
Teachableness, Openness, Awe, Wonder
Judging,
Not Judging, Appearances Mind Action, Consciousness, Belief, Power of the Word
Oneness,
Unity Prayer, Guidance, Affirmations/Denials
Simplicity,
Balance, Peace of Mind Surrender, Powerlessness, Will, Willingness, God's Will
Trust,
Courage, Faith
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A young preacher
went to preach is first sermon. Hed done so much work on this masterpiece that he
was full of his own importance. He entered the pulpit with tremendous confidence, but once
up there, he blanked out and couldnt think of a thing. Finally, he came down from
the pulpit utterly humiliated. As he slumped down the steps, an old preacher said to him,
Son, If youd gone up the way you came down, youd have come down the way
you went up.
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Stephen
Spielberg, director of a number of successful movies such as "ET", "The
Color Purple," and television's series, "Amazing Stories," was recently
interviewed.
Q. There is a strong metaphysical, spiritual, almost religious element to your pictures.
You haven't had much to say about this, and I wonder if you would discuss it now.
A. It's just that I've always believed there is a center to the universe, and everything
sort of blasts off from the center in all directions. I've never felt that man was alone
in the universe or that any of us were alone within ourselves. I believe that everyone has
helpers. We are all tied together by the belief that there is something greater than us.
It is a collective dream. I go outside and look at the stars and I know: We are not alone.
It's almost mathematically impossible. And that why I was always interested in films and
ideas about alien life forms, life off the planet. Since I was a child, my No. 1
fascination has been: What's out there?
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Everything
Happens For A Reason
Sometimes people come into your life
and you know right away
that they were meant to be there...
to serve some sort of purpose,
teach you a lesson or help figure out who
you are or who you want to become.
You never know who these people may
be but when you lock eyes with them,
you know that every moment that they
will affect your life in some profound way.
And sometimes things happen to
you at the time that may seem horrible,
painful and unfair, but in reflection you
realize that without overcoming those
obstacles you would have never realized
your potential, strength, will power or heart.
Everything happens for a reason.
Nothing happens by chance or by means of good luck.
Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true
greatness and sheer stupidity all
occur to test the limits of your soul.
Without these small tests,
life would be like a smoothy paved,
straight, flat road to nowhere.
Safe and comfortable but dull and utterly pointless.
The people you meet affect your life.
The successes and downfalls that
you experience can create who you are,
and the bad experiences can be learned from.
In fact, they are probably the most
poignant and important ones.
If someone hurts you, betrays you
or breaks your heart, forgive them
because they have helped you learn
about trust and the importance of being
cautious to whom you open your heart to.
If someone loves you,
love them back unconditionally,
not only because they love you,
but because they are teaching you to love
and open your heart and eyes to little things.
Make every day count.
Appreciate every moment and take
from it everything that you possibly can,
for you may never be able to experience it again.
Talk to people you have never talked to before,
and actually listen.
Let yourself fall in love, break free and set your sights high.
Hold your head up because you have every right to.
Tell yourself you are a great individual
and believe in yourself,
for if you don't believe in yourself,
no one else will believe in you.
Create your own life and then go out and live it.
From Barbara Clevenger
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About ten years ago, a
young and very successful executive named Josh was traveling down a Chicago neighborhood
street. He was going a bit too fast in his sleek, black, 12 cylinder Jaguar XKE,
which was only two months old. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked
cars and slowed down when thought he saw something. As his car passed, no child darted
out, but a brick sailed out and WHUMP!-- it smashed into the Jag's
black side door!
SCREECH...!!!
Brakes slammed! Gears ground into reverse, and tires madly
spun the Jaguar back to the spot from where the brick had been thrown. Josh jumped
out of the car, grabbed the kid and pushed him up against a parked car. He
shouted at the kid, "What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are
you doing?" building up a head of steam, he went on. "That's my new Jag. That
brick you threw is gonna cost you a lot of
money. Why did you throw it?"
"Please, mister, please... I'm sorry! I didn't know what else to do!"
Pleaded the youngster, " I threw the brick because no one else would stop!"
Tears were dripping down the boy's chin as he pointed around the parked car. "It's my
brother, mister," he said. "He rolled off the curb and fell out of his
wheelchair and I can't lift him up." Sobbing, the boy asked the executive,
"Would you please help
me get him back into his wheelchair? He's too heavy for me."
Moved beyond words, the young executive tried
desperately to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in
his throat. Straining, he lifted the young man back into
the wheelchair and took out his handkerchief and
wiped
the scrapes and cuts, checking to see that
everything was going to be OK. He then watched the younger
brother push him down the sidewalk toward their home. It was
a long walk back to the sleek, black,
shining, 12
cylinder Jaguar XKE-a long and slow walk. Josh
never did fix the side door of his Jaguar. He kept the
dent to remind him not to go through life so fast that
someone has to throw a brick at him to get his
attention... Some bricks are softer than others.
Feel for the bricks of life coming at you. For all
the negative things we have to say to ourselves,
God has positive answers.
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He
Equips the Called
Wishing to encourage her young son's progress on the piano, a mother took her boy to a
Paderewski concert. After they were seated, the mother spotted a friend in the
audience and walked down the aisle to greet her.
Seizing the opportunity to explore the wonders of the concert hall, the little boy rose
and eventually explored his way through a door marked "NO ADMITTANCE".
When the house lights dimmed and the concert was about to begin, the mother returned to
her seat and discovered that the child was missing. Suddenly, the curtains parted
and spotlights focused on the impressive Steinway on stage. In horror, the mother
saw her little boy sitting at the keyboard,
innocently picking out "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star".
At that moment, the great piano master made his entrance, quickly moved to the piano, and
whispered in the boy's ear, "Don't Quit. Keep playing."
Then leaning over, Paderewski reached down with his left hand and began filling in a bass
part. Soon his right arm reached around to the other side of the child and he
added a running obligato. Together, the old master and the young novice transformed
a frightening situation into a wonderfully creative experience.
The audience was mesmerized.
That's the way it is with God. What we can accomplish on our own is hardly
noteworthy. We try our best, but the results aren't exactly graceful flowing
music. But with the hand of the Master, our life's work truly can be beautiful.
Next time you set out to accomplish great feats, listen carefully.
You can hear the voice of the Master, whispering in your ear, "Don't Quit. Keep
playing". Feel His loving arms around you. Know that His strong
hands are there helping you turn your feeble attempts into true masterpieces.
Remember, God doesn't call the equipped. He equips the called. And He'll
always be there to love and guide you on to great things.
Author unknown.
From Barbara Clevenger
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Psychological
courage entails a cleansing of the doors of perception, allowing us to see things as they
really are rather than through the distorted lens of the past. The more we are cleansed of
expectations, the more we see what is and the more we can respond to it creatively. Joan
Borysenko, Ph.D., Fire In The Soul
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MY
HEART SOARS
By
Chief Dan George and Helmet Hirnschall
The
beauty of the trees,
the
softness of the air,
the
fragrance of the grass,
speaks to me.
The
summit of the mountain,
the
thunder of the sky,
the
rhythm of the sea,
speaks to me.
The
faintness of the stars,
the
freshness of the morning,
the
dewdrop on the flower,
speaks to me.
The
strength of fire,
the
taste of salmon,
the
trail of the sun,
and
the life that never goes away,
they speak to me.
And
my heart soars.
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In
Los Angeles, there's a place called the Museum of Tolerance that has
two entrances: one is for tolerant people,
the other for intolerant.
Should you try and walk through the door of tolerance, you'll find it's
locked, because none of us is without bias. What matters is that you
notice your own prejudices, those situations in which you react
negatively instead of standing in non-reactive love. And the
transformation begins.
Mary Manin Morrissey
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03/22/01
The Eyes Of A Child
The park bench was deserted as I sat down to
read Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree.
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, For the world was intent
on dragging me down.
And if that weren't enough to ruin my day, A young boy out of breath
approached me, all tired from play. He stood right before me with his head
tilted down And said with great excitement, "Look at what I
found"
In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight, With its petals all
worn-not enough rain, or to little light. Wanting him to take his dead
flower and go off to play, I faked a small smile and then shifted away.
But instead of retreating he sat next to my side And placed the flower to
his nose and declared with overacted surprise, "It sure smells pretty
and it's beautiful, too. That's why I picked it; here, it's for you."
The weed before me was dying or dead. Not vibrant of colors, orange,
yellow or red. But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave. So I
reached for the flower, and replied, "Just what I need."
But instead of him placing the flower in my hand, He held it midair
without reason or plan. It was then that I noticed for the very first time
That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind.
I heard my voice quiver, tears shone like the sun As I thanked him for
picking the very best one. You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran
off to play, Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day.
I sat there and wondered how he managed to see A self-pitying woman
beneath an old willow tree. How did he know of my self-indulged plight?
Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight.
Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see The problem was not
with the world; the problem was me. And for all of those times I myself
had been blind, I vowed to see the beauty in life, and appreciate every
second that's mine.
And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose And breathed in the
fragrance of a beautiful rose
And smiled as I watched that young boy, another weed in his hand About to
change the life of an unsuspecting old man.
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10/24/01
THE SHOES
My
alarm went off -- it was Sunday again;
I
was tired -- it was my one day to sleep in.
But
the guilt I'd have felt the rest of the day
Would have been too much, so I'd go; I'd pray.
I
showered and shaved, adjusted suit and tie,
Got
there and swung into a pew just in time.
Bowing my head in humble prayer
Before I closed my eyes,
I
saw that the shoe of the man next to me
Was
touching my own and I sighed.
With
plenty of room on either side,
I
thought, "why do our soles have to touch?"
It
bothered me so; he was glued to my shoe,
But
it didn't seem to bother him much.
Then
the prayer began: "Heavenly Father,"
someone said- -
But
I thought, "Does this man with the shoes have no pride?"
They
were dusty, worn, scratched end to end.
What's worse, there were holes on the side!
"Thank You for blessings," the prayer went on.
The
shoe man said a quiet "amen."
I
tried to focus on the prayer,
But
my thoughts were on his shoes again.
Aren't we supposed to look our best
When
walking through that door?
"Well, this certainly isn't it," I thought,
Glancing toward the floor.
Then
the prayer ended and songs of praise
began.
The
shoe man was loud, sounding proud as he
sang.
He
lifted the rafters; his hands raised high;
The
Lord surely heard his voice from the sky.
Then
the offering was passed; what I threw in
was steep.
The
shoe man reached into his pockets, so deep,
And
I tried to see what he pulled out to put in,
Then
I heard a soft "clink," as when silver hits
tin.
The
sermon bored me to tears--
And
no lie--
It
was the same for the shoe man,
For
tears fell from his eyes.
At
the end of the service, as is custom here,
We
must greet the visitors and show them good
cheer.
But
I was moved inside to want to meet this
man,
So
after the closing, I shook his hand.
He
was old, his skin dark, his hair a mess.
I
thanked him for coming, for being our guest,
He
said, "My name's Charlie, glad to meet you,
my friend,"
And
there were tears in his eyes--but he had a
wide grin.
"Let me explain," he said, wiping his eyes.
"I've been coming for months, and you're the
first to say, "Hi."
I
know I don't look like all the rest,
But
I always try to look my best."
"I polish my shoes before my long walk,
But
by the time I get here they're as dirty as
chalk."
My
heart fell to my knees, but I held back my
tears,
He
continued, "And I must apologize for sitting
so near."
"But I know when I get here, I must look a sight.
And
I thought . . . if I touched you, our souls
might unite."
I
was silent for a moment knowing anything I
said
Would pale in comparison, so I spoke from my
heart not my head.
"Oh, you've touched me," I said. "And taught me,
in part,
That
the best of a man is what's in his heart."
The
rest, I thought, this man will never know. . .
How
thankful I am that he touched my soul!
--
Author Unknown
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01/20/02
Norman Vincent Peale once made an
observation about the famous baseball executive Branch Rickey. Rickey was
successively head of the Saint Louis Cardinals, the former Brooklyn
Dodgers, and the Pittsburgh Pirates. His book, THE AMERICAN DIAMOND, is a
classic on the game of baseball. At a dinner celebrating Branch Rickey's
fifty years in baseball, a reporter asked him, "What was your
greatest experience in your half-century in this great American
sport?" Pulling down his beetling eyebrows, Rickey snapped,
"Don't know. I haven't had it yet." Despite his many
distinguished achievements, this man would never assume he had it made. To
him it was always still in the making. As a result, his career went from
one higher level to another, there being no halting of his achievements.
-- Norman Vincent Peale, POWERFUL RESULTS (New York: Foundation for
Christian Living, 1982), pp. 13-14. |
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10/16/02
A group of Geography students studied the
Seven Wonders of the World
. At the end of that
section, the students were asked to list what they think were
considered to be the present
Seven Wonders of the World
. Though there
was some disagreement, the following got the most votes: 1
1.
Egypt
's Great Pyramids
2. Taj Mahal
3. Grand Canyon
4. Panama Canal
5.
Empire
State
Building
6. St. Peter's Basilica
7.
China's Great Wall
While gathering the votes, the teacher noted that one student, a
quiet girl, hadn't turned in her paper yet. So she asked the girl if
she was having trouble with her list. The quiet girl replied, "Yes,
a little. I couldn't quite make up my mind because there were so
many." The teacher said, "Well, tell us what you have, and
maybe we can help."
The girl hesitated, then read, "I think the Seven Wonders of
the World are:
1. to touch
2. to taste
3. to see
4. to hear
She hesitated a little, and then
5. to feel
6. to laugh
7. and to love
Then the room was so full of silence it was deafening! It is far too
easy for us to look at the exploits of man and refer to them as
"wonders" while we overlook all God has done for us, regarding
them as merely "ordinary".
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10/16/02
The following were written by Andy Rooney, a man who has the gift of
saying so much with so few words. Enjoy.......
I've learned.... That the best classroom in the world
is at the feet of an elderly person.
I've learned.... That when you're in love, it shows.
I've learned.... That just one person saying to me,
"You've made my day!" makes my day.
I've learned.... That having a child fall asleep in
your arms is one of the most peaceful feelings in the world.
I've learned.... That being kind is more important
than being right.
I've learned.... That you should never say no to a
gift from a child.
I've learned.... That I can always pray for someone
when I don't have the strength to help him in some other way.
I've learned.... That no matter how serious your life
requires you to be, everyone needs a friend to act goofy with.
I've learned.... That sometimes all a person needs is
a hand to hold and a heart to understand.
I've learned.... That simple walks with my father
around the block on summer nights when I was a child did wonders for me as
an adult.
I've learned.... That life is like a roll of toilet
paper. The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.
I've learned.... That we should be glad God doesn't
give us everything we ask for.
I've learned.... That money doesn't buy class.
I've learned.... That it's those small daily
happenings that make life so spectacular.
I've learned... That under everyone's hard shell is
someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.
I've learned.... That the Lord didn't do it all in
one day. What makes me think I can?
I've learned.... That to ignore the facts does not
change the facts.
I've learned.... That when you plan to get even with
someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt you.
I've learned.... That love, not time, heals
all wounds.
I've learned.... That the easiest way for
me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than I
am.
I've learned.... That everyone you meet
deserves to be greeted with a smile.
I've learned.... That there's nothing
sweeter than sleeping with your babies and feeling their breath on your
cheeks.
I've learned.... That no one is perfect
until you fall in love with them.
I've learned.... That life is tough, but
I'm tougher.
I've learned.... That opportunities are
never lost; someone will take the ones you miss.
I've learned.... That when you harbor
bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.
I've learned.... That I wish I could have
told my Dad that I love him one more time before he passed away.
I've learned.... That one should keep his
words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them.
I've learned.... That a smile is an
inexpensive way to improve your looks.
I've learned.... That I can't choose how I feel, but
I can choose what I do about it.
I've learned.... That when your newly born
grandchild holds your little finger in his little fist, that you're hooked
for life.
I've learned.... That everyone wants to
live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while
you're climbing it.
I've learned ... That it is best to give
advice in only two circumstances; when it is requested and when it is a
life threatening situation.
I've learned.... That the less time I have
to work with, the more things I get done.
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11/26/02
THE SECRET OF WISDOM
Words of wisdom. Most of us seek them. I immediately think of
two of my favorite sayings. Jonas Salk, the great scientific
pioneer observed: "Evolution is about getting up one more time
than we fall down, being courageous one more time than we are
fearful...trusting one more time than being anxious." And along
with a sense of persistence, everyday struggle and appreciation
for even small triumphs is the need for serenity: "Grant me
the serenity to accept the
things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can...and the
wisdom to know where to hide the
bodies." No...Just kidding. ;-) "And the wisdom to know
the difference." And the older I get, the more profound
"The Serenity
Prayer" seems. Yet, a fundamental question remains: how the heck do
you get the wisdom? Okay, folks. Here it
is...The Secret of Wisdom.
Once there was a young woman who heard that an old wise woman
had the secret of wisdom. The young woman was determined to
track the old woman down. After traveling many months, the
young woman found the old woman in a cave. She entered and
addressed the old woman: "Old Wise Woman, I hear you have
The Secret of Wisdom. Would you share it with me? The old
woman looked at the youth and said, "Yes, you seem sincere.
The Secret of Wisdom is good judgment." "Good judgment,
of course," said the youth, thanked her mentor, and started to
leave. However, as she got to the entrance of the cave she
paused, turned back and said, "Old Woman, I feel funny, but,
if I may ask, how does one obtain good judgment?" "That's
a good question," said the sage. "One obtains good
judgment through
experience." "Experience, of course," said the young
seeker, and proceeded to leave. But once again she stopped in
her tracks, and humbly walked back to her mentor. "Old
Woman," said the young
woman, "I feel foolish, but I have to ask: How
does one obtain experience?" The old woman paused, nodded her
head, then proceeded: "Now you have reached the right
question. How does one obtain
experience?. . .Through bad judgment!"
Errors of judgment rarely mean incompetence; they more likely
reveal inexperience or immaturity, perhaps even boldness. Our
so-called "failures"
can be channeled as guiding streams (sometimes
raging rivers) of opportunity and experience that
ultimately enrich - widen and deepen - the risk-taking
passage...If we can just immerse ourselves in the these
unpredictably rejuvenating waters.
And just remember...Practice Safe Stress!
By three methods we may
learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by
imitation, which is easiest; and
third by experience, which is the bitterest.
Confucius
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Judging, Not Judging,
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And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is
only with the
heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the
eye.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
Submitted by Barbara Clevenger
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Judging,
Not Judging, |
Making
a mistake and then judging yourself harshly is like paying
compound interest on a bad investment.
The HeartMath Solution, Doc Childer and Howard Martin
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Judging,
Not Judging, |
Our For What
Its Worth Department is aware as you are that Charles Forte is Londons most
renowned hotel man distinguished instantly recognizable by one and all.
A young man
lunching at the Strand
.Left his table
quickly sought out Mr. Forte
Asking
for a favor.
The young diner
said he wanted to impress his table companions
So would the esteemed hotelier
Mr. Forte drop by his table just to greet him.
A short while
later, Charles Forte obliged stepped up to the young mans table, greeted him
and the young man said: Forte dont bother me now. Cant you see Im busy! |
Judging,
Not Judging, |
At the South
Central Bell office, Jackson, Mississippi
A secretary
returned from her coffee break to see her boss, Jim McGowan, sitting at HER desk.
HE SAID:
Sorry, I
had a headache and took the liberty of looking in your desk for some aspirin. Said hes taken two and felt better
now.
SHE SAID:
Anytime,
Mr. McGowan.
AND, she added, You wont get pregnant, either. |
Judging,
Not Judging, |
Eddie Stephens,
Palmetto, Georgia, writes our For What Its Worth Department
About a local
fledgling lawyer who was sitting in his new office waiting for his first client.
When he heard the
outer door open, he quickly tried to sound very busy.
As the man
entered the office, the young lawyer is on the telephone saying, quote:
Bill,
Im flying to NY on the Mitchell Brothers thing; it looks like its going to be
a biggie. Also well need to bring Carl
in from Houston on the Cimarron case. By the
way, Al Cunningham and Pete Finch want to come in with me as partners. Bill, youll have to excuse me, somebody
just came in
.
He hung up.
Turned to the man
who had just entered.
The young lawyer
said, Now, how can I help you?
The man said,
Im here to hook up the phone. |
Judging,
Not Judging, |
Larry Stone of
Paducah, Kentucky, tells our For What Its Worth Department that he was recently on a plane
from St. Louis preparing to land in Los Angeles.
He was in the
washroom
When he heard a
rap on the door and a womans voice said: Dont
forget to wash your hands, comb your hair and zip up your pants before you come out!
Larry did as he
was told.
Then came out to
be greeted by a woman who suddenly turned beet red and almost fainted.
She said
shed thought her young son was in there.
Larry said he
didnt mind being reminded. |
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Not Judging, |
07/02/01
Leil Lowndes, a professional speaker and author, has
a friend named Bob who is a professional caricature artist.
He draws caricatures of celebrities for such magazines as Newsweek and
Rolling Stone.
Caricatures are only successful when they capture some aspect of the
subject's personality, and the best caricature artists are able, with only
a few strokes of the pen, to convey the stubbornness, pride, or charisma
of their subjects.
Strangely, Leil reports that when Bob shows his sketch to the person
portrayed, that person often claims that he has missed the mark.
Everyone else who sees the caricature believes that it is a dead-on
portrait of the person, but the person himself often claims that Bob has
not perceived him correctly. |
Mind Action, Consciousness,
Belief, Power of the Word |
Mind Action, Consciousness, Belief,
Power of the Word |
An old woman was
sitting alone with her cat, polishing a dusty lamp shed found in the attic, when a
genie popped out and offered her three wishes. Thinking quickly, she said, Id
like to be rich. Id like to be young and beautiful again. And Id like my cat
to turn into a handsome prince. There was a puff of smoke, and she found herself
young and glamorous, surrounded by riches. The cat had disappeared, and a gorgeous prince
stood beside her, holding out his arms. She melted into his embrace. Now, he
whispered softly in her ear, arent you sorry you had me neutered?
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Two priests died
at the same time and met Saint Peter at the Pearly Gates. St. Peter said, "I'd like
to get you guys in now, but our computer's down. You'll have to go back to Earth for about
a week, but you can't go back as humans. What'll it be?" The first priest says,
"I've always wanted to be an eagle, soaring above the Rocky mountains." "So
be it," says St. Peter, and off flies the first priest. The second priest mulls this
over for a moment and asks, "Will any of this week 'count', St. Peter?"
"No, I told you the computer's down. There's no way we can keep track of what you're
doing." "In that case," says the second priest, "I've always wanted to
be a stud." "So be it" says St. Peter, and the second priest disappears. A
week goes by, the computer is fixed, and the Lord tells St. Peter to recall the two
priests. "Will you have any trouble locating them?" He asks. "The first one
should be easy," says St. Peter." He's somewhere over the Rockies, flying with
the eagles. But the second one could prove to be more difficult." "Why?"
Asketh the Lord. "He's on a snow tire, somewhere in North Dakota. "
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A preacher
decides to sell his horse. The buyer was impressed with the animal. The preacher warns him
that the horse only responds to church talk. Go is Praise the
Lord, and stop is Hallelujah.
Ive worked with horses all my life, and Ive never heard of anything like
that, says the buyer. Mounting horse, he said skeptically, Praise the
Lord. Horse began to trot. He repeated Praise the Lord and the horse
broke into a gallop.
Suddenly the buyer saw a cliff ahead. Frantic he yelled, Hallelujah, and they
came to a stop just in time. Wiping the sweat from his brow, the buyer said, Praise
the Lord!
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The president of Sloan-Kettering Laboratories once told a medical convention,
"My father was a country doctor. We now know scientifically speaking, that he didn't
carry a thing in that black bag that could cure anybody. But people got well because he
patted them and said, 'You're going to make it.'" That encouragement released the
body's amazing power to heal itself.
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A small boy sat solemnly by the side of a pool fishing. "What are you
fishing for, little man?" asked an adult who was passing by. "Sharks,"
replied the boy. "But there are no sharks in that pool, my little man," said the
stranger. "There ain't any fish in the pool at all," answered the child,
"so I might as well fish for sharks as anything else."
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One man went to his minister for help. He had many health problems and in a
short while it was evident to the minister that this man was excessively negative. The
minister invited the man to affirm twenty times a day, "Each day I am healthier and
healthier."
The man returned in a week looking and feeling worse. His complaint this time was that he
couldn't use the affirmation very well because he kept losing count. The minister said,
"Take a string and tie twenty knots in it. Every time you say the statement move your
fingers to another knot and you won't have to count." The man was pleased and left.
When he came back the third time he was worse than ever.
"What are you doing asked the minister. "Just what you told me," said the
man. "I say 20 times a day, 'Each day I am healthier and healthier, knot. Each day I
am healthier and healthier, knot. Each day ...'"
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Charles Kettering
once bet an associate that if he had a bird cage in his living room, he'd have to get a
bird to go in it. His friend, in good fun, accepted the bet and put a bird cage in his
living room. Everyone who came to visit would ask, "What happened to the bird?"
"Did the bird die?" "Did the bird fly away?" "Where's the
bird?" He received so much inquiry and heard so much conversation about the absent
bird that he did eventually feel that he had to put a bird in the cage. Kettering won the
bet and made his point: when you create a condition in your life a receptivity for an
answer you will eventually have to get that answer.
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There
were three men stranded on an island.
They had been there for a very long time, when one
morning a magic lamp washed upon the shore. The men saw it and picked it up.
The men rubbed the lamp and a genie popped appeared.
After the genie rose up he granted the men one wish each.
The first man thought about his wish and made it count. After thinking the man finally
said, "I wish I was back at home." Then poof, he disappeared.
The second man thought about his wish also and made
important. Finally the man said, "I wish I was at home with my family." Then
poof, he vanished.
The last wish went to the last man on the island. He
looked around and felt very lonely. It took a while to think
of a good wish and finally an idea came into his mind.
The third man said, "I wish that my two best friends
were back on this island with me," and poof, the two other men appeared on the island
again.
From Barbara Cleavenger
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What
you think upon grows. Whatever you allow to occupy your mind you magnify in your own
life. Whether the subject of your thought be good or bad, the law works and the
condition grows. Any subject that you keep out of your mind tends to diminish in
your life, because what you
do not use atrophies.
Emmet Fox, Around the Year with Emmet Fox From
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Always remember to forget
The things that made you sad.
But never forget to remember
The things that made you glad.
Always remember to forget
The friends that proved untrue.
But don't forget to remember
Those who have stuck by you.
Always remember to forget
The troubles that came your way.
But never forget to remember
The blessings that come each day.
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Positive mental
energy, positive thinking, does not mean we think
unrealistically or revert to denial. If we don't like something, we
respect our own opinion. If we spot a problem, we're honest about it.
If something isn't working out, we accept reality. But we don't dwell
on the negative parts of our experience. Whatever we give energy to, we
empower.
Melody Beattie, The Language of Letting go
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There
is a distance between believing the Truth and embodying that
Truth. We may know that we are children of God with divine capacities,
but until we act on that belief, it remains a foggy awareness. Using
spiritual practices moves us from believing in God to becoming aware of
the reality of God moving in and through us.
--Mary Manin Morrissey
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12/05/00
The
power of words
A group of frogs were traveling through the woods, and two of them fell
into a deep pit.
All the other frogs gathered around the pit. When they saw how deep the
pit was, they told the unfortunate frogs they would never get out.
The two frogs ignored the comments and tried to jump up out of the
pit. The other frogs kept
telling them to stop, that they were as good as dead.
Finally, one of the frogs took heed to what the other frogs were saying
and simply gave up. He fell down and died. The other frog continued to
jump as hard as he could
Once again, the crowd of frogs yelled at him to stop the pain and
suffering and just die. He jumped even harder and finally made it out.
When he got out, the other frogs asked him, "Why did you continue
jumping? Didn't you hear us?" The
frog explained to them that he was deaf. He thought they were encouraging
him the entire time.
This story teaches two lessons:
1. There is power of life and death in the tongue. An encouraging word to
someone who is down can lift them up and help them make it through the
day.
2. A destructive word to someone who is down can be what it takes to kill
them. Be careful of what you say. Speak life to those who cross your path.
The power of words ... it is sometimes hard to understand that an
encouraging word can go such a long way. Anyone can speak words that tend
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04/05/01
The story is told about a man on a train crew who was
accidentally locked in a refrigerator
box car. The rest of the crew did not notice that he was
missing and went home for the night.
When the man realized that he was locked in the box car, he
began banging on the door until his fists
were bloody. He shouted for help until he was so hoarse that he was
nearly speechless. "I'll freeze
to death before anybody finds me," he thought to himself. Panic
seized his mind. In the box
car he found a piece of a knife and painfully he began carving a
message onto the wooden floor:
"It's so cold, my body is getting numb...If I could just go to
sleep...these may be my last words." The next morning the man's body
was discovered inside the locked refrigerator box car.
Every physical sign indicated that the man had frozen to death. Only
one thing puzzled the investigators. The refrigerator unit on the
box car was inoperative--it did not work. The
temperature inside the car did not fall below 55 degrees. It was
not the outer cold but an inner conviction
that killed this poor man.
What
you believe is more important than what you have or who you are. You
can be the
richest man in the world, like Howard Hughes, and be a recluse
hidden away in a dark and lonely hotel room obsessed by fears that terrify
you and will not set you free. You can be the most popular
entertainer in the world, like Elvis Presley was at one time, and
take hundreds of
pills each day to ease an inner pain. You can make millions
laugh, as did John Belushi, but
have such an inner sadness that you will pump your veins full of a
deadly narcotic. What you believe is more important than who you are
or what you have. -- King Duncan |
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04/05/01
Getting
started is always half the battle. Zig Ziglar reminds us that the largest
locomotive in the world can be held in its tracks while standing still
simply by placing a single one-inch block of wood in front of each of the
eight drive wheels. The same locomotive moving at 100 miles per hour can
crash through a wall of steel reinforced concrete five feet thick, but it
must be moving first. -- King Duncan |
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04/09/01
One
of my very favorite stories comes from Eric Butterworth, in his book UNITY
OF ALL
LIFE. He tells a somewhat complicated but very revealing story about two
men. It is a fictitious
story, but if you will follow me, I think the story will appeal to you. As
I have already noted, it is
about two men.
One was very wealthy but in poor health. The other was quite robust but
very poor. The two
men were envious of one another. The wealthy man would have given anything
for a healthy
body. The poor man would have given anything to be rich. There was a
world famous surgeon
who could give them both what they longed for. He had perfected a
technique for doing brain
transplants. They were the perfect candidates. The wealthy man gave the
poor man all of his
wealth for the poor man's robust body by just swapping their brains.
But this is not the end of the story. The operation was a complete
success. Now the
formerly poor man was surrounded by wealth, but he did not know how to use
it. He squandered
it on both foolish pleasure and bad investments. Soon he was poor again.
However, the sickly
body that he had received in the brain transplant became healthy again
because he was not
burdened with stress and anxiety. Meanwhile the formerly wealthy man with
his new robust
body began to accumulate wealth again because he knew the principles for
making money and
he exercised discipline in his spending. Soon he was wealthy again, but
the stress and anxiety
that he subjected himself to took its toll on his body. Soon he was racked
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