2 days until 2011 / Words of wisdome for the new year

Only two days until 2011.

Blessings for the New Year
Some things do matter.
Every year gives birth to blessings, little acts of thoughtfulness,
devotion, courage and self-sacrifice.
Smiles unexpected and unasked for.
Silent, hard-won victories over evil.
Such blessings change lives, and one generation passes them along to the next.
On this final day of the year, why not leave some small blessing
for those who will follow after you?


Celebrate to the fullest this whistle-blowing, toast-raising moment,
for it is the threshold between the old and the new



Words of Wisdom for the New Year

The most destructive habit........Worry
The greatest joy.......Giving
The greatest loss.......Loss of self-respect

The most satisfying work.......Helping others
The ugliest personality trait.....Selfishness
The most endangered species.....Dedicated leaders

Our greatest natural resource.....Our youth
The greatest "shot in the arm"......Encouragement
The greatest problem to overcome......Fear

The most effective sleeping pill......Peace of mind
The most crippling failure disease......Excuses
The most powerful force in life......Love

The most dangerous pariah......A gossiper
The world's most incredible computer......The brain
The worst thing to be without......Hope

The deadliest weapon.....The tongue
The two most power-filled words......"I Can"
The greatest asset.....Faith

The most worthless emotion......Self-pity
The most beautiful attire.....SMILE!
The most prized possession.....Integrity

The most powerful channel of communication.......Prayer
The most contagious spirit......Enthusiasm

Remind Me, God

Remind Me, God


When I am feeling lonely and
Perhaps I feel despair,
Let not my ailing heart forget
That You hear every prayer. . .

Remind me that no matter what
I do or fail to do,
There still is hope for as long
As I have Faith in You. . .

Let not my eyes be blinded
By some folly I commit;
But help me to regret my wrong
And make amends for it.

Inspire me to put my fears
Upon a hidden shelf,
And in the future
Try not to feel sorry for myself.

Give me the restful sleep I need
Before another dawn,
And bless me in the morning with
"The Courage To Go On."

Written by:
BJ Morbitzer
©2005

'Twas The Night Before Christmas... for moms

This one really touched my heart and is how I feel I love time to myself but my kids are the joy in my life and thought I would share it with you all.

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'Twas The Night Before Christmas...
For Moms

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the abode
Only one creature was stirring, and she was cleaning the commode.
The children were finally sleeping all snug in their beds, while
Visions of Nintendo and Barbie flipped through their heads.

The dad was snoring in front of the TV,
With a half-constructed bicycle propped on his knee.
So only Mom heard the reindeer hooves clatter,
Which made her sigh, "Now what is the matter?"

With the toilet bowl brush still clutched in her hand,
She descended the stairs and saw the old man.
He was covered with ashes and soot, which fell with a shrug,
"Oh, great," muttered Mom, "now I have to clean the rug."

"Ho Ho Ho!" cried Santa, "I'm glad you're awake,
your gift was especially difficult to make."
"Thanks, Santa, but all I want is time alone."
"Exactly!" he chuckled, "So, I've made you a clone."

"A clone?" she muttered, "What good is that?"
"Run along, Santa, I've no time for chit chat."
Then out walked the clone - The Mother's twin;
Same hair, same eyes, same double chin.

"She'll cook, she'll dust, she'll mop every mess.
You'll relax, take it easy, watch The Young and The Restless."
"Fantastic!" the Mom cheered. "My dream has come true!"
"I'll shop, I'll read, I'll sleep a night through!"

From the room above, the youngest did fret.
"Mommy? Come quickly, I'm scared and I'm wet."
The clone replied, "I'm coming, sweetheart."
"Hey," the Mom smiled, "she sure knows her part."

The clone changed the small one and hummed her a tune,
as she bundled the child in a blanket cocoon.
"You're the best mommy ever. I really love you."
The clone smiled and sighed, "And I love you, too."

The Mom frowned and said, "Sorry, Santa, no deal.
That's my child's love she is trying to steal."
Smiling wisely, Santa said, "To me it is clear,
Only one loving Mother is needed here."

The Mom kissed her child and tucked her in bed.
"Thank you, Santa, for clearing my head.
I sometimes forget, it won't be very long,
when they'll be too old for my cradle and song."

The clock on the mantle began to chime.
Santa whispered to the clone, "It works every time."
With the clone by his side, Santa said, "Good night.
Merry Christmas, dear Mom, you will be all right."

Written By:
Karen Spiegler
(Originally published in December 1993 issue of Manic Moms)


One of the greatest gifts God can give is our children -
just as God's greatest Gift came as a child.

During these crazy weeks before Christmas,
as you shop and bake and clean and decorate and mail cards. . .
think of this as a reminder to take a moment for extra hugs and kisses
and make sure your children know how much you love them.
That's what it's all about anyway, right?

Poem "The Week Before Christmas"

The Week Before Christmas Poem

'Twas the week before Christmas, and all through the town,
Not a sign of Baby Jesus, was anywhere to be found.
The people were all busy with Christmas time chores,
Like decorating, and baking, and shopping in stores.



No one sang, "Away in a manger, no crib for a bed."
Instead, they sang of Santa, dressed up in bright red.
Mama watched Martha Stewart, Papa drank from a tap.
As hour upon hour the presents they'd wrap.



Then what from the TV did they suddenly hear?
An ad, which told of a big sale down at Sears.
So away to the mall they all flew like a flash,
Buying some things on credit, and others with cash!

And, as they made their way home from their trip to the mall,
Did they think about Jesus? Oh, no, not at all.



Their lives were so busy with their Christmas time things,
They had no time to remember Christ Jesus, the King.
There were presents to wrap and cookies to bake.
How could they stop and remember the One who died for their sake?

To pray to the Savior, they had no time to stop.
Because they needed more time to "Shop till they drop!"
On Wal-mart! On K-mart! On Target! On Penney's!
On Hallmark! On Zales! A quick lunch at Denny's!
From the big stores downtown to the stores at the mall,
They would dash away, dash away, and visit them all!

And up on the roof, there arose such a clatter,
As grandpa hung icicle lights, using his brand new step ladder.
He hung lights that would flash. He hung lights that would twirl.
Yet, he never once prayed, to Jesus, the Light of the World.




Christ's eyes--how they twinkle!
Christ's Spirit--how merry!
Christ's love--how enormous!
All of our burdens--He'll carry!


So instead of being busy, overworked, and uptight.
Let's put Christ back in Christmas, and enjoy a good night.

THAT SPECIAL KIND Merry Christmas poem for our troops

THAT SPECIAL KIND

Since the Birth of our Nation
We have sent our Young to War
To do Battle for our Freedoms
For Truth, and Right, and More.

We take them from their Families
And send them all around the World
To show all the other Peoples How,
Freedom’s flag’s unfurled.

They’re sent with a wealth of knowledge
That they carry and spread well
Our Ambassadors to others
With a story only, they can tell.

So, as we bask in our lifestyles
And gather ‘round the Christmas Tree
Let’s say a Prayer and Give Thanks
To those who make us Free.

Let's bring them all Home for a moment
And hold them in our Heart and Mind
For each and every one’s a Hero.
And each, one of a very Special kind.

Del "Abe" Jones
White Bluff, TN
12-11-2003



A Message to our troops:

You are always in our hearts as we
wait for your safe return.

Thank you for your service.

Merry Christmas!

A Letter From Jesus About Christmas

A Letter From Jesus About Christmas

My Dearest Loved Ones,

It has come to my attention that many of you are upset that folks are taking My name out of the season.
How I personally feel about this celebration can probably be most easily understood by those of you

who have been blessed with children of your own.

I don't care what you call the day.

If you want to celebrate My birth, just GET ALONG AND LOVE ONE ANOTHER!

Now, having said that let Me go on ...

If it bothers you that the town in which you live doesn't allow a scene depicting My birth,

then just get rid of a couple of Santas and snowmen and put in a small Nativity scene on your own front lawn.

If all My followers did that, there wouldn't be any need for such a scene on the town square

because there would be many of them all around town.

Stop worrying about the fact that people are calling the tree a holiday tree, instead of a Christmas tree.

It was I who made all trees. You can remember Me anytime you see any tree.

Decorate a grape vine if you wish ...

I actually spoke of that one in a teaching, explaining who I am in relation to you and what each of our tasks were.

If you have forgotten that one, look up John 15: 1 - 8.

If you want to give Me a present in remembrance of My birth here is my wish list.

Choose something from it ...


1. Instead of writing protest letters objecting to the way My birthday is being celebrated,

write letters of love and hope to soldiers away from home.

They are terribly afraid and lonely this time of year.

I know, they tell Me all the time.

2. Visit someone in a nursing home. You don't have to know them personally.

They just need to know that someone cares about them.

3. Instead of writing the President complaining about the wording on the cards his staff sent out this year,

why don't you write and tell him that you'll be praying for him and his family this year.

Then follow up ...

it will be nice hearing from you again.

4. Instead of giving your children a lot of gifts you can't afford and they don't need - spend time with them.

Tell them the story of My birth and why I came to live with you down here.

Hold them in your arms and remind them that I love them.

5. Pick someone that has hurt you in the past and forgive him or her

6. Did you know that someone in your town will attempt to take their own life this season

because they feel so alone and hopeless?

Since you don't know who that person is, try giving everyone you meet a warm smile ...

it could make the difference.

7. Instead of nit picking about what the retailer in your town calls the holiday,

be patient with the people who work there.

Give them a warm smile and a kind word.

Even if they aren't allowed to wish you a "Merry Christmas" that doesn't keep you from wishing them one.

Then stop shopping there on Sunday.

If the store didn't make so much money on that day they'd close

and let their employees spend the day at home with their families.

8. If you really want to make a difference, support a missionary ...

especially one who takes My love and Good News to those who have never heard My name.

9. Here's a good one ...

There are individuals and whole families in your town who not only will have no "Christmas" tree,

but neither will they have any presents to give or receive.

If you don't know them, buy some food and a few gifts and give them to the Salvation Army

or some other charity which believes in Me and they will make the delivery for you.

10. Finally, if you want to make a statement about your belief in and loyalty to Me,

then behave like a Christian.

Don't do things in secret that you wouldn't do in My presence.

Let people know by your actions that you are one of mine.

Don't forget - I am God and can take care of Myself.

Just love Me and do what I have told you to do.

I'll take care of all the rest.

Check out the list above and get to work; time is short.

I'll help you, but the ball is now in your court.


And do have a most blessed Christmas with all those whom you love and remember ...

I Love You,

Jesus


When I forget how much my Jesus loves me,
I remember His walk.
When I wonder if I can be forgiven,
I remember His walk.
And to show Him how much I love Him
I wake up each morning ...
Turn my eyes to Jesus
And I walk.

Nativity Scene

A Nativity Scene was erected in a church yard.
During the night the folks came across this scene.



An abandoned dog was looking for a comfortable, protected place to sleep.
He chose baby Jesus as his comfort.

No one had the heart to send him away so he was there all night.

We should all have the good sense of this dog and curl up in
Jesus' lap from time to time.

This is too sweet not to share.
No one mentioned that the dog breed is a "shepherd!"

God works in Mysterious ways "POEM"

Isn't it amazing how God works in our lives! On a Saturday night several weeks ago, this pastor was working late, and decided to call his wife before he left for home. It was about 10:00 PM, but his wife didn't answer the phone.

The pastor let the phone ring many times. He thought it was odd that she didn't answer, but decided to wrap up a few things and try again in a few minutes. When he tried again she answered right away. He asked her why she hadn't answered before, and she said that it hadn't rung at their house. They brushed it off as a fluke and went on their merry ways.

The following Monday, the pastor received a call at the
church office, which was the phone that he'd used that Saturday night. The man that he spoke with wanted to know why he'd called on Saturday night.

The pastor couldn't figure out what the man was talking about. Then the man said, "It rang and rang, but I didn't answer." The pastor remembered the mishap and apologized for disturbing him, explaining that he'd intended to call his wife.

The man said, "That's, OK. Let me tell you my story.

You see, I was planning to commit suicide on Saturday
night, but before I did, I prayed, 'God if you're there, and you don't want me to do this, give me a sign now.' At that point my phone started to ring. I looked at the caller ID, and it said, 'Almighty God'. I was afraid to answer!"

The reason why it showed on the man's caller ID that the call came from "Almighty God" is because the church that the pastor attends is called Almighty God Tabernacle!!

Where's the Line for Jesus

I was looking on a site I get on and found this you tube video.

It meant so much to me to hear this and wanted to share it with you all.

This is the true meaning of CHRISTmas I just wish others would understand it.

I hope you all enjoy it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OExXItDyWEY

THE U IN JESUS

Before U were thought of or time had
begun, God stuck U in the name of His
Son..

And each time U pray, you'll see it's
true, You can't spell out JesUs and not
include U. You're a pretty big part of
His wonderful name, For U, He was born;
that's why He came.

And His great love for U is the reason He
died. It even takes U to spell crUcified.



Isn't it thrilling and splendidly grand
He rose from the dead, with U in His plan?

The stones split away, the gold trUmpet
blew, And this word resUrrection is
spelled with a U.

When JesUs left earth at His Upward
ascension, He felt there was one thing He
just had to mention.

"Go into the world and tell them it's true
That I love them all - Just like I love
U."

So many great people are spelled with a U,
Don't they have a right to know JesUs
too?

It all depends now on what U will do,
He'd like them to know,
But it all starts with U.


THE U IN JESUS

Psalms 23

This is neat. Got this in a email. I hope this works it is suppose to switch to different pic.

The only Hens we have left.

here are some of the Hens that we have left.

Miracles and the faith of a child

Sally was only eight years old when she heard Mommy and Daddy talking about her little brother, Georgi. He was very sick and they had done everything they could afford to save his life. Only a very expensive surgery could help him now . . . and that was out of the financial question. She heard Daddy say it with a whispered desperation, "Only a miracle can save him now."

Sally went to her bedroom and pulled her piggy bank from its hiding place in the closet. She shook all the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Three times. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes. Tying the coins up in a cold-weather-kerchief, she slipped out of the apartment and made her way to the corner drug store.

She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her attention. . . but he was too busy talking to another man to be bothered by an eight-year-old. Sally twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. She cleared her throat. No good. Finally she took a quarter from its hiding place and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!


"And what do you want?" the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice.

"Well, I want to talk to you about my brother," Sally answered back in the same annoyed tone. "He's sick . . . and I want to buy a miracle."

"I beg your pardon," said the pharmacist.

"My Daddy says only a miracle can save him now . . . so how much does a miracle cost?"

"We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I can't help you."

"Listen, I have the money to pay for it. Just tell me how much it costs."

The well-dressed man stooped down and asked, "What kind of a miracle does you brother need?"

"I don't know," Sally answered. A tear started down her cheek. "I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my folks can't pay for it . . . so I have my money.

"How much do you have?" asked the well-dressed man.

"A dollar and eleven cents," Sally answered proudly. "And it's all the money I have in the world."


"Well, what a coincidence," smiled the well-dressed man. A dollar and eleven cents . . . the exact price of a miracle to save a little brother. He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten and said "Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents."


That well-dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, renowned surgeon, specializing in solving Georgi's malady. The operation was completed without charge and it wasn't long until Georgi was home again and doing well. Mommy and Daddy were happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.


"That surgery," Mommy whispered. "It's like a miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?


Sally smiled to herself. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost... one dollar and eleven cents... plus the faith of a little child.







In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need.

A
miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a higher law.

MY OATH TO YOU...

When you are sad.....I will dry your
tears.

When you are scared.....I will comfort your fears.

When
you are worried......I will give you hope.

When you are confused.....I
will help you cope.

And when you are lost...and can't see the light, I
shall be your beacon...shining ever so bright.

This is my oath.....I
pledge till the end.

Why you may ask?....Because you're my friend.


Signed: GOD

Painting the Church

Painting the Church

There was a Scottish painter named Smokey Macgregor who was very interested in making a penny where he could, so he often thinned down his paint to make it go a wee bit further.


As it happened, he got away with this for some time, but eventually the Baptist Church decided to do a big restoration job on the outside of one of their biggest buildings..

Smokey put in a bid, and, because his price was so low, he got the job.

So he set about erecting the scaffolding and setting up the planks, and buying the paint and, yes, I am sorry to say, thinning it down with turpentine..

Well, Smokey was up on the scaffolding, painting away, the job nearly completed, when suddenly there was a horrendous clap of thunder, the sky opened, and the rain poured down washing the thinned paint from all over the church and knocking Smokey clear off the scaffold to land on the lawn among the gravestones, surrounded by telltale puddles of the thinned and useless paint.


Smokey was no fool. He knew this was a judgment from the Almighty, so he got down on his knees and cried:

"Oh, God, Oh God, forgive me; what should I do?"

And from the thunder, a mighty voice spoke..

(you're going to love this)





"Repaint! Repaint!

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And thin no more!"

GOD is busy right now!

If you don't know GOD, don't make stupid remarks!!!!!!

A United States Marine was taking some college courses

between assignments. He had completed 20 missions in Iraq

and Afghanistan . One of the courses had a professor who

was an a vowed atheist, and a member of the ACLU.





One day the professor shocked the class when he came in.

He looked to the ceiling and flatly stated, "GOD, if you are real, then

I want you to knock me off this platform... I'll give you exactly 15 min."

The lecture room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop. Ten minutes

went by and the professor proclaimed, "Here I am GOD, I'm still waiting."



It got down to the last couple of minutes when the Marine got

out of his chair, went up to the professor, and cold-cocked him;

knocking him off the platform. The professor was out cold.



The Marine went back to his seat and sat there, silently.

The other students were shocked and stunned, and sat there

looking on in silence. The professor eventually came to,

noticeably shaken, looked at the Marine and asked,

"What in the world is the matter with you? Why did you do that?"



The Marine calmly replied,

"GOD was too busy today protecting America 's

soldiers who are protecting your right to say stupid

stuff and act like an idiot. So He sent me."



The classroom erupted in cheers!

Funday - Animal Thoughts

I got these from someone by email and thought they where cute, wanted to share them.