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For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.(Jeremiah 29:11)


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Do It Today

In a class I teach for adults, I gave the assignment to "go
to someone you love, and tell them that you love them." At the
beginning of the next class, one of the students began by saying, "I
was angry with you last week when you gave us this assignment. I
didn't feel I had anyone to say those words to. But as I began driving
home my conscience started talking. Then I knew exactly who I
needed to say `I love you' to.

Five years ago, my father and I had a vicious disagreement and never
really resolved it. We avoided seeing each other unless we absolutely
had to at family gatherings. We hardly spoke. So by the time I got
home, I had convinced myself I was going to tell my father I loved him.
"Just making that decision seemed to lift a heavy load off my chest.

"At 5:30, I was at my parents' house ringing the doorbell, praying that
Dad would answer the door. I was afraid if Mom answered, I would
chicken out and tell her instead. But as luck would have it, Dad did
answer the door. "I didn't waste any time - I took one step in the door
and said, `Dad, I just came over to tell you that I love you.' "It was as
if a transformation came over my dad. Before my eyes his face
softened, the wrinkles seemed to disappear and he began to cry. He
reached out and hugged me and said, `I love you too, son, but I've
never been able to say it.' "But that's not even my point. Two days
after that visit, my dad had a heart attack and is in the hospital. I don't
even know if he'll make it. "So my message to all of you is this: Don't
wait to do the things you know need to be done. What if I had waited
to tell my dad? Take the time to do what you need to do and do it
now!"

By Dennis E. Mannering

"This is Good"

The story is told of a king who had a close friend with whom he
grew up. The friend had a habit of looking at every situation that
ever occurred in his life (positive or negative) and remarking, "This is
good!"

One day the king and his friend were on a hunting expedition. The
friend would load and prepare the guns for the king. In preparing one of
the guns, the friend had apparently done something wrong, for after taking the
gun from his friend, the king fired it and his thumb was blown off.

Examining the situation the friend remarked as usual, "This is
good!" To which the king replied, "No, this is NOT good!" and proceeded to
send his friend to jail.

About a year later, the king was hunting in a dangerous area.
Cannibals captured him and took him to their village. They tied his hands,
stacked some wood, set up a stake and bound him to it. As they approached
to set fire to the wood, they noticed that the king was missing a thumb.
Being superstitious, they never ate anyone that was less than whole. So
after untying the king, they sent him on his way.

As he returned home, he was reminded of the event that had taken his
thumb and felt remorse for his treatment of his friend. He went
immediately to the jail to speak with his friend. You were right," he said, "it
was good that my thumb was blown off." And he proceeded to tell the friend
all that had just happened. "And so I am very sorry for sending you to
jail for so long. It was bad for me to do this."

"No," his friend replied, "This is good!"

"What do you mean, 'This is good'? How could it be good that I sent
my friend to jail for a year?"

"If I had NOT been in jail, I would have been with you."


Situations may not always seem pleasant while we are in them, but
the promise of God is clear. If we love him and live our lives according
to his precepts, even that which seems to be bleak and hopeless will be
turned by God for His glory and our benefit. Hold on...God is
faithful!

Author Unknown

I See Jesus

I saw Jesus last week.
He was wearing blue jeans and an old shirt.
He was up at the church building.
He was alone and working hard.
For just a minute he looked a little like one of our members.
But it was Jesus ... I could tell by his smile.

I saw Jesus last Sunday.
He was teaching a Bible class.
He didn't talk real loud or use long words,
But you could tell he believed what he said.
For just a minute, he looked like my Bible teacher.
But it was Jesus ... I could tell by his loving voice.

I saw Jesus yesterday.
He was at the hospital visiting a friend who was sick.
They prayed together quietly.
For just a minute he looked like Brother Jones.
But it was Jesus ... I could tell by the tears in his eyes.

I saw Jesus this morning.
He was in my kitchen making my breakfast and fixing me a special lunch.
For just a minute he looked like my mom.
But it was Jesus ... I could feel the love from his heart.

I see Jesus everywhere,
Taking food to the sick ... Welcoming others to his home,
Being friendly to a newcomer ... & for just a minute,
I think he's someone I know.
But it's always Jesus ... I can tell by the way he serves.

Author Unknown

Keep on Singing

Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3 year old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling. They found out that the new baby was going to be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang to his new sister in Mommy's tummy. He was building a bond of love with his little sister before he even met her. The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an active member of the Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee.


In time, the labor pains came. Soon, it was every five minutes_ every three_ every minute. But serious complications arose during delivery and Karen found herself in hours of labor. Would a C-section be required? Finally, after a long struggle. Michael's little sister was born. But she was in very serious condition. With sirens howling in the night, the ambulance rushed the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary's Hospital, Knotsville, Tennessee.


The days inched by. The little girl got worse. The pediatric specialist regretfully had to tell the parents, "There is very little hope. Be prepared for the worst." Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a burial plot. They had fixed up a special room in their home for the new baby - but now they found themselves having to plan for a funeral.


Michael, however, kept begging his parents to let him see his sister,. "I want to sing to her," he kept saying. Week two in intensive care looked as of a funeral would come before the week was over. Michael kept nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care. Karen made up her mind, though. She would take Michael whether they liked it or not! If he didn't see his sister right then, he may never see her alive. She dressed him in an oversized scrub suit and marched him into ICU.


He looked like a walking laundry basket. But the head nurse recognized him as a child and bellowed, "Get that kid out here now! No children are allowed." The mother rose up strong in Karen, and the usually mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed right into the head nurse's face, her lips a firm line.


"He is not leaving until he sings to his sister!"


Karen towed Michael to his sisters bedside. He gazed at the tiny infant losing the battle to live. After a moment, he began to sing. In the pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sang: "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray - "Instantly, the baby girl seemed to respond. The pulse rate began to calm down and become steady.. "Keep on singing, Michael," encouraged Karen with tears in her eyes. "You never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away-" As Michael sang to his sister, the baby's ragged, strained breathing became as smooth as a kitten's purr.


"Keep on singing, Sweetheart!!!"


"The other night, Dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms_" Michael's little sister began to relax as rest, healing rest, seemed to sweep over her.


"Keep on singing, Michael."


Tears had now conquered the face of the bossy head nurse. Karen glowed.


"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don't take my sunshine away."


The next day... the very next day_ the little girl was well enough to go home! Woman's Day Magazine called it "The Miracle of a Brother's Song". The medical staff just called it a miracle. Karen called it a miracle of God's love!


Never give up on the people you love. Love is so incredibly powerful.

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Happy Birthday to you.


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Blessings


reachedunreached

Many Many returns of the Day !! May God Richly Bless you !!


aoued1

Happy Birthday to you


Jvc

Hi. Thanks for accepting me. I wish you and your family a VERY JOYFUL CHRISTMAS. GOD BLESS ! He is here in our every being !


Jvc

Hi. Thanks for accepting me. I wish you and your family a VERY JOYFUL CHRISTMAS. GOD BLESS ! He is here in our every being !


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