I guarantee you will remember the ‘TALE OF THE WOODEN BOWL’ tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now, a year from now!
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in- law, and four-year old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together at the table.
But the elderly grandfather' s shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.
The son and daughter-in- law became irritated with the mess. 'We must do something about father,' said the son. 'I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.'
So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner.
Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl!
When the family glanced in Grandfather' s direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.
The four-year-old watched it all in silence.
One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, 'What are you making?'
Just as sweetly, the boy responded, 'Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up.' The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.
The words so struck the parents so that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done.
That evening the husband took Grandfather' s hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.
On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens, how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles four things: a rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.
I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.
I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you.
But if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.
I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.
I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.
I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone.
People love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
I've learned that I still have a lot to learn!
The Prayer Garden
It is very interactive. Click on the link below, and then when you click "Enter" you will see
the gate to the Prayer Garden.
A lightning bug will land on the gate. Click on him and the instructions will open. Close them after you have read them, then drag the key over to the gate lock. You have to get it in just the right position (point your cursor right at the keyhole) to unlock the gate, and then you enter the Garden. Read about the fountain, then click on Enter again. The lightning bug lands on the rock wall around the fountain. Click on him, and you will see the rocks around the fountain light up (mine didn't really light up) . Click on each one to read a pretty message. The sound of the fountain is really relaxing, isn't it? If you get stuck anywhere click on the lightning bug. (There is still more to the journey)
This is a journey. You will see stick by the rivers that will help you release your sins and
burdens, scrolls that will help you find the path to peace. Journey through the garden and find
comfort in knowing the Lord walks with you.
The clerk pooted and gave me a receipt.
~~~~~~~~~~~One of my best girlfriends sent me the following on gas stations cheating buyers and I am sure some are, so here is a way to check and see if you are being cheated:
On April 24, 2008, I stopped at a Kangaroo BP gas station, located at1325 Main Street, Cartersville, GA. My truck's gas gauge was on 1/4 of a tank.
I use the mid-grade, which was priced at $3.71 per gallon. When my tank isat this point, it takes somewhere around 14 gallon's to fill it up. When the pump showed 14 gallons had been pumped I began to slow it down, then to my surprise it went to 15, then 16.I even looked under my truck to see if it was being spilled. It was not. Then it showed 17 gallons had been pumped.
It stopped at almost 18 gallons. This was very strange to me, since my truck has only an 18 gallon tank. I went on my way a little confused, then on the evening news I heard a report that 1 out of 4 gas stations had calibrated their pumps to show more gas had been pumped than a person actually got.Here is how to check a pump to see if you are getting the right amount:
Whichever grade you are using, put EXACTLY 10 GALLONS in your tank, then look at the dollar amount. If the dollar amount is not EXACTLY 10 times the price of the fuel you have chosen, then the pumps are rigged.In my case as I said the mid-grade was $3.719 per gallon, my dollar amount for 10 gallons should have been $37.19. If I had only check the pump.
It doesn't matter where you pump gas, please check the 10 gallon price. If you do find a station that is cheating, contact your state Attorney General. We need to put a stop to this outrageous cheating of customers. The oil companies are making enough profits at honest rates.~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Theodore Roosevelt's ideas on Immigrants and being an AMERICAN in 1907.
"In the first place, we should insist that if the immigrant who comes here in good faith becomes an American and assimilates himself to us, he shall be treated on an exact equality with everyone else, for it is an outrage to discriminate against any such man because of creed, or birthplace, or origin. But this is predicated upon the person's becoming in every facet an American, and nothing but an American...There can be no divided allegiance here. Any man who says he is an American, but something else also, isn't an American at all.
We have room for but one flag, the American flag... We have room for but one language here, and that is the English language... and we have room for but one sole loyalty and that is a loyalty to the American people."
Theodore Roosevelt 1907
If you missed hearing the US Army Band and Chorus welcome Pope Benedict XVI at the White House Rose Garden ceremony on 15 April, get a load of these High school kids. One of the fathers recorded it, added some graphic Enhancements to the recording, and posted it on the web. The song, of Course, is the 'Battle Hymn Of The Republic.' It will send a few shivers up your spine.
Now, click below!
Now tomorrow is Mother's Day and I plan to have some great things posted for Mother's Day, but it is not too late to know this....
Husbands, sons, even daughters...there is a Mother's Day tradition regarding corsages. You may think a corsage is old-fashioned, but what lady doesn't love getting flowers, and second, the older the lady, the more she will appreciate you knowing this tradition.
If the mother's mother is still alive, you give the mother a red corsage. If the mother's mother has passed on, you give the mother a white corsage. So in my family, I would get a red corsage and my mother would get a white one.