曾经有人送我一棵……
〉〉幸运草
他说在一个人最幸福的时候……
〉〉它就会开花结果……
现在它真的开花结果了……
因为我……
〉〉遇见了你……
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
友情可贵
世上唯一无刺的玫瑰，就是友情。
有朋友的人死得早，没有朋友的人，活着非和死了差不多。
一个人如果能把他的感触和他的朋友们共享，纵然无洒，也是愉快的。
一个人往往会在最奇怪的时候，最奇怪的地方和一个最想不到的人变成朋友，甚至他们自己都不知道这种情是怎么来的。
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Heart of a true friend
Sweet words are easy to say,
Sweet things are easy to buy,
But sweet people are difficult to find.
Life ends when you stop dreaming,
Hope ends when you stop believing,
Love ends when you stop caring.
To love without condition,
To talk without intention,
To give without reason,
And to care without expectation,
Is the heart of a true friend.
Sweet things are easy to buy,
But sweet people are difficult to find.
Life ends when you stop dreaming,
Hope ends when you stop believing,
Love ends when you stop caring.
To love without condition,
To talk without intention,
To give without reason,
And to care without expectation,
Is the heart of a true friend.
朋友就是
朋友就是
--> 无形中伴你走过风雨
--> 永远支持你的力量
朋友就是
--> 一种无法言喻的美好感觉
朋友就是
--> 在别人面前永远护着你的那个人
朋友就是
--> 即使是一点小感动
--> 一点小事情都想一起分享
朋友就是
--> 当你抱头痛哭的时候
--> 扶着你肩膀的那个人
朋友就是
--> 当你面对人生挫折时
--> 一直紧握你的那双手
朋友就是
--> 喜欢你，也了解你的人
--> 无形中伴你走过风雨
--> 永远支持你的力量
朋友就是
--> 一种无法言喻的美好感觉
朋友就是
--> 在别人面前永远护着你的那个人
朋友就是
--> 即使是一点小感动
--> 一点小事情都想一起分享
朋友就是
--> 当你抱头痛哭的时候
--> 扶着你肩膀的那个人
朋友就是
--> 当你面对人生挫折时
--> 一直紧握你的那双手
朋友就是
--> 喜欢你，也了解你的人
Monday, February 23, 2009
七声对不起
男孩和女孩从小就认识，男孩经常约女孩一起去村外的池塘边捉小虾，每次男孩总是满载而归，女孩却是两手空空，女孩总是失落的含着眼泪，独自一个人回到家，然后闷闷不乐。晚饭前，男孩敲响女孩家的门，女孩一见是男孩，扭头就走，男孩追上前，对女孩说：“对不起，我把你的虾都捉走了，给，我把它们养在小鱼缸里，送给你。”女孩眉头一放，慧心的笑了，就这样反复着他们纯纯的童年，转眼，他们各自成长着。
※——纯纯的“对不起”。
男孩总是喜欢戏弄女孩，经常会把女孩逗到哭，然后又去哄女孩到她笑为止，直到长大后，也是如此。 男孩经常偷偷的把女孩的自行车轮胎的气放到没有，然后躲在远处，看女孩着急的走投无路，等着女孩拨通他的手机，然后破口大骂他的小贼行为。可男孩，依旧那么喜欢这样的女孩。他窃窃的从远处走来，灰溜溜的为女孩推着那辆没了气的自行车，任由女孩在一旁发牢骚，男孩却暗自窃喜，然后委屈的对女孩说：“对不起，我知道错了。”随即，女孩便会柔弱下来，告诉男孩下次不允许那样，男孩点头，于是，那时的他们每天都充满着笑容。
※——“对不起”的快乐。
大学毕业后，男孩和女孩各自有了工作，男孩的工作总是很忙，有时一个月都休息不到一次，而女孩总是抱怨男孩冷落了她，终于，他们有了第一次的吵架。女孩委屈的哭起来，可男孩却很理直气壮的告诉女孩：“这是为了我的工作。”这场冷战持续了很久。终于，女孩还是忍不住，主动和男孩和好了。后来很多次男孩和女孩都因为这样的小事而吵得不可开交，可每次，都是女孩先妥协。
那年，女孩生日，男孩答应女孩要给他过一个浪漫的生日，女孩欣喜不已，她在家精心打扮，等着男孩回来陪她渡过这个美妙的生日，这一等就是凌晨，女孩在睡梦中醒来，脸上挂着泪痕，男孩见到女孩，心疼的为女孩擦去脸庞的泪痕：“对不起，嫁给我好吗？”于是男孩拿出一枚戒指。
※——“对不起”也是一种承诺。
婚后，男孩的事业大有成就，经常有许多应酬，而女孩已经成为一个专职太太了，每天在家为男孩准备热菜热饭，把家里收拾的干干净净，她经常会去菜场买回一些小河虾放在鱼缸里养着，男孩总问他为什么，女孩却总是慧心的一笑。 慢慢的，男孩每次回家，身上总是充满了不同的香水味道，而每次没等女孩问，男孩总是忙着解释说应酬太多。女孩黯然，那时起，女孩不太爱说话了，也不像以前那么开朗了，她总是喜欢成天的呆在家里，抱着枕头看韩剧，然后随着剧情哭泣，夜深时，就会疯狂的大哭。以后的日子里，男孩回来时，身上的香水味只有一种味道了，女孩从来不问，可是男孩依旧说：“对不起，今天又去应酬了。”
※——“对不起”，谎言的开始。
渐渐的，男孩开始不回家，或总是在外出差，男孩的事业越来越好，身边都是奉承的人，他每天都在别人的恭维下自豪的笑着，而女孩，几乎不出门了，她总会去超市买上很多方便面，和一些必要的日用品，然后把自己关在家里，这一呆就是很久。从前，女孩会经常和男孩一起聊聊天，而现在，她孤身一人，身边没有一个可以说话的人，每次打电话问男孩什么时候回家，男孩总是仓促的回答到：“对不起，我太忙了。”女孩，失落的扣上电话，那以后她再也没有问男孩什么时候会回家。
※——“对不起”，只是个敷衍的方式。
女孩学着电视上的样子，开始打扮自己，她觉得男孩不回家，也许是看腻了她，她决定不再颓废，自己的幸福应该靠自己争取，而不是无谓的后退。
那天，女孩心血来潮，按照地址去了男孩工作的地方，那是女孩第一次去，也是唯一的一次。女孩涩涩的按下电梯，来到这个男孩经常说忙的地方，她细细的观察这个公司的每个角落，这里的一切，她都觉得很好看。终于，绕过长长的办公走廊，她来到男孩的办公室，轻轻的推开门……女孩愣住了，眼前看到的不是自己的丈夫，也不是那个经常弄坏她自行车的那个贼小子，更不是那个把虾放在小鱼缸里的男孩，而是一个正在和别的女人做爱的男人。那个女人坐在桌子上，淫荡的发出微弱的呻吟声，那个男人，仿佛山林里饿极了的野兽……
许久，男孩才发现了女孩，男孩惊慌失措，忙把衣裤捡起来穿好。可女孩，转身离开了。男孩飞奔出去，追着女孩，那晚，大雨袭击了整个城市。女孩不顾男孩的叫喊，径直往前跑，往回家的方向跑，男孩在女孩后面大喊：“对不起，我还是爱你的，对不起，我真的只爱你。”可女孩，始终没有听见。
※————这样的“对不起”太伤人。
男孩一直都没有找到女孩，女孩失踪很久了。男孩的世界已经一片黑暗，无心工作，无心花天酒地，他想不到女孩可以去哪里，因为女孩没有朋友，她唯一的朋友就是男孩，男孩终日守着电话机，手机24小时不关机，怕错过了女孩的电话。这一等就是半年多。
快递为男孩送来一个盒子。男孩打开一看，里面是许多河虾的标本，有的在树叶边休息，有的在水草里躲着，各式各样的河虾标本，旁边放着一封信。
“我始终没有勇气再见到你，可能是我太懦弱，也或许是我根本不想见到你，我想这些日子你应该过的没什么两样吧，我很好，我学会了离开你怎么让自己存活，我懂得了怎样赚钱养活自己，而不用每天等着你回家，为你烧一桌热腾腾的饭菜，直到凉了也不见你的人，我的手机已经不用了，因为我已经不会再为你24小时的不关机，让自己饱受辐射的折磨。我懂得怎样去爱惜自己，珍惜自己的本来应该美好的生活。我想，我是可以忘记怎么去爱你的，因为你把我的爱弄得遍地麟伤。离婚协议书，就压在鱼缸的底下，你签完字，按照地址给我寄过来就行了。对不起，我想我是真的累了。”
男孩按照地址找去，他满心希望能够见到女孩，然后让女孩原谅，并且告诉女孩自己不能没有她，可是打开门的却是女孩的父亲，而女孩就站在她父亲的身后——是女孩的遗像。
女孩的父亲告诉男孩，女孩在写完这封信后，跳楼自杀了，血肉一片模糊。
※——原来“对不起”也可以是种结束。
→那一年，男孩疯了。
※——纯纯的“对不起”。
男孩总是喜欢戏弄女孩，经常会把女孩逗到哭，然后又去哄女孩到她笑为止，直到长大后，也是如此。 男孩经常偷偷的把女孩的自行车轮胎的气放到没有，然后躲在远处，看女孩着急的走投无路，等着女孩拨通他的手机，然后破口大骂他的小贼行为。可男孩，依旧那么喜欢这样的女孩。他窃窃的从远处走来，灰溜溜的为女孩推着那辆没了气的自行车，任由女孩在一旁发牢骚，男孩却暗自窃喜，然后委屈的对女孩说：“对不起，我知道错了。”随即，女孩便会柔弱下来，告诉男孩下次不允许那样，男孩点头，于是，那时的他们每天都充满着笑容。
※——“对不起”的快乐。
大学毕业后，男孩和女孩各自有了工作，男孩的工作总是很忙，有时一个月都休息不到一次，而女孩总是抱怨男孩冷落了她，终于，他们有了第一次的吵架。女孩委屈的哭起来，可男孩却很理直气壮的告诉女孩：“这是为了我的工作。”这场冷战持续了很久。终于，女孩还是忍不住，主动和男孩和好了。后来很多次男孩和女孩都因为这样的小事而吵得不可开交，可每次，都是女孩先妥协。
那年，女孩生日，男孩答应女孩要给他过一个浪漫的生日，女孩欣喜不已，她在家精心打扮，等着男孩回来陪她渡过这个美妙的生日，这一等就是凌晨，女孩在睡梦中醒来，脸上挂着泪痕，男孩见到女孩，心疼的为女孩擦去脸庞的泪痕：“对不起，嫁给我好吗？”于是男孩拿出一枚戒指。
※——“对不起”也是一种承诺。
婚后，男孩的事业大有成就，经常有许多应酬，而女孩已经成为一个专职太太了，每天在家为男孩准备热菜热饭，把家里收拾的干干净净，她经常会去菜场买回一些小河虾放在鱼缸里养着，男孩总问他为什么，女孩却总是慧心的一笑。 慢慢的，男孩每次回家，身上总是充满了不同的香水味道，而每次没等女孩问，男孩总是忙着解释说应酬太多。女孩黯然，那时起，女孩不太爱说话了，也不像以前那么开朗了，她总是喜欢成天的呆在家里，抱着枕头看韩剧，然后随着剧情哭泣，夜深时，就会疯狂的大哭。以后的日子里，男孩回来时，身上的香水味只有一种味道了，女孩从来不问，可是男孩依旧说：“对不起，今天又去应酬了。”
※——“对不起”，谎言的开始。
渐渐的，男孩开始不回家，或总是在外出差，男孩的事业越来越好，身边都是奉承的人，他每天都在别人的恭维下自豪的笑着，而女孩，几乎不出门了，她总会去超市买上很多方便面，和一些必要的日用品，然后把自己关在家里，这一呆就是很久。从前，女孩会经常和男孩一起聊聊天，而现在，她孤身一人，身边没有一个可以说话的人，每次打电话问男孩什么时候回家，男孩总是仓促的回答到：“对不起，我太忙了。”女孩，失落的扣上电话，那以后她再也没有问男孩什么时候会回家。
※——“对不起”，只是个敷衍的方式。
女孩学着电视上的样子，开始打扮自己，她觉得男孩不回家，也许是看腻了她，她决定不再颓废，自己的幸福应该靠自己争取，而不是无谓的后退。
那天，女孩心血来潮，按照地址去了男孩工作的地方，那是女孩第一次去，也是唯一的一次。女孩涩涩的按下电梯，来到这个男孩经常说忙的地方，她细细的观察这个公司的每个角落，这里的一切，她都觉得很好看。终于，绕过长长的办公走廊，她来到男孩的办公室，轻轻的推开门……女孩愣住了，眼前看到的不是自己的丈夫，也不是那个经常弄坏她自行车的那个贼小子，更不是那个把虾放在小鱼缸里的男孩，而是一个正在和别的女人做爱的男人。那个女人坐在桌子上，淫荡的发出微弱的呻吟声，那个男人，仿佛山林里饿极了的野兽……
许久，男孩才发现了女孩，男孩惊慌失措，忙把衣裤捡起来穿好。可女孩，转身离开了。男孩飞奔出去，追着女孩，那晚，大雨袭击了整个城市。女孩不顾男孩的叫喊，径直往前跑，往回家的方向跑，男孩在女孩后面大喊：“对不起，我还是爱你的，对不起，我真的只爱你。”可女孩，始终没有听见。
※————这样的“对不起”太伤人。
男孩一直都没有找到女孩，女孩失踪很久了。男孩的世界已经一片黑暗，无心工作，无心花天酒地，他想不到女孩可以去哪里，因为女孩没有朋友，她唯一的朋友就是男孩，男孩终日守着电话机，手机24小时不关机，怕错过了女孩的电话。这一等就是半年多。
快递为男孩送来一个盒子。男孩打开一看，里面是许多河虾的标本，有的在树叶边休息，有的在水草里躲着，各式各样的河虾标本，旁边放着一封信。
“我始终没有勇气再见到你，可能是我太懦弱，也或许是我根本不想见到你，我想这些日子你应该过的没什么两样吧，我很好，我学会了离开你怎么让自己存活，我懂得了怎样赚钱养活自己，而不用每天等着你回家，为你烧一桌热腾腾的饭菜，直到凉了也不见你的人，我的手机已经不用了，因为我已经不会再为你24小时的不关机，让自己饱受辐射的折磨。我懂得怎样去爱惜自己，珍惜自己的本来应该美好的生活。我想，我是可以忘记怎么去爱你的，因为你把我的爱弄得遍地麟伤。离婚协议书，就压在鱼缸的底下，你签完字，按照地址给我寄过来就行了。对不起，我想我是真的累了。”
男孩按照地址找去，他满心希望能够见到女孩，然后让女孩原谅，并且告诉女孩自己不能没有她，可是打开门的却是女孩的父亲，而女孩就站在她父亲的身后——是女孩的遗像。
女孩的父亲告诉男孩，女孩在写完这封信后，跳楼自杀了，血肉一片模糊。
※——原来“对不起”也可以是种结束。
→那一年，男孩疯了。
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
It's called Mindset!
As my friend was passing by the elephants, he suddenly stopped, confused by the fact that these huge creatures were being held by only a small rope tied to their front leg. No chains, no cages. It was obvious that the elephants could, at anytime, break away from the ropes they were tied to but for some reason, they did not. My friend saw a trainer nearby and asked why these beautiful, magnificent animals just stood there and made no attempt to get away.
"Well," he said, "when they are young and much smaller we use the same size rope to tie them and, at that age, it's enough to hold them. As they grow up, they are conditioned to believe they cannot break away. They believe the rope can still hold them, so they never try to break free." My friend was amazed. These animals could at any time break free from their bonds but because they believed they couldn't, they were stuck right where they were.
Like the elephants, how many of us go through life hanging onto a belief that we cannot do something, simple because we failed at it once before? So make an attempt to grow further... Why shouldn't we try it again?
"YOUR ATTEMPT MAY FAIL, BUT NEVER FAIL TO MAKE AN ATTEMPT."
"Well," he said, "when they are young and much smaller we use the same size rope to tie them and, at that age, it's enough to hold them. As they grow up, they are conditioned to believe they cannot break away. They believe the rope can still hold them, so they never try to break free." My friend was amazed. These animals could at any time break free from their bonds but because they believed they couldn't, they were stuck right where they were.
Like the elephants, how many of us go through life hanging onto a belief that we cannot do something, simple because we failed at it once before? So make an attempt to grow further... Why shouldn't we try it again?
"YOUR ATTEMPT MAY FAIL, BUT NEVER FAIL TO MAKE AN ATTEMPT."
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Lead your own life
If you fill your heart with LOVE and GRATITUDE, you’ll find yourself surrounded by so much that you can love, feel grateful for.
But what if you emit signals of HATE, DISSATISFACTION and SADNESS?
Then you’ll find yourself in a situation that makes you hateful, dissatisfied and sad.
The life you live and the world you live in are up to you.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Life quotes
The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience. – Eleanor Roosevelt
No one can predict to what heights you can soar, even you will not know until you spread your wings. - unknown
No one can predict to what heights you can soar, even you will not know until you spread your wings. - unknown
Saturday, February 14, 2009
LOVE is…
A feeling so strong and sure, it encompasses every thought, every action in making decisions.
It makes you think twice about just what you plan to do, causes emotional conflict, and makes you thread carefully through deep waters and it also defines who you are today.
But that’s just an opinion. By fact and definition, love is in fact a strong feeling of deep affection for somebody or something, be it family, friends or the community. And yet, it spurs great people to do great things.
It makes you think twice about just what you plan to do, causes emotional conflict, and makes you thread carefully through deep waters and it also defines who you are today.
But that’s just an opinion. By fact and definition, love is in fact a strong feeling of deep affection for somebody or something, be it family, friends or the community. And yet, it spurs great people to do great things.
Friday, February 13, 2009
More quotes
And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laught, and sharing of pleasures. Let your best be for your friend. – Kebil Gibran
Life’s greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved. – Victor Hugo
A true friend is one who is there for you when he’d rather be anywhere else. – Len Wein
True friendship multiples the good in life and divides its evils. Strive to have friends. For life without friends is like life on a desert island. To find one real friend in a lifetime is good fortune, to keep him is a blessing. – Blatasar Gracian
No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other’s worth. – Robert Southey
Life’s greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved. – Victor Hugo
A true friend is one who is there for you when he’d rather be anywhere else. – Len Wein
True friendship multiples the good in life and divides its evils. Strive to have friends. For life without friends is like life on a desert island. To find one real friend in a lifetime is good fortune, to keep him is a blessing. – Blatasar Gracian
No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other’s worth. – Robert Southey
Thursday, February 12, 2009
快乐面对每一天~
你不能决定生命的长度，但是你可以控制它的宽度
你不能左右天气，但是你可以改变心情
你不能改变容貌，但是你可以展现笑容
你不能控制他人，但是你可以掌握自己
你不能预知明天，但是你可以利用今天
你不能样样顺利，但是你可以尽力
愿大家都能以快乐的心情来面对每一天
你不能左右天气，但是你可以改变心情
你不能改变容貌，但是你可以展现笑容
你不能控制他人，但是你可以掌握自己
你不能预知明天，但是你可以利用今天
你不能样样顺利，但是你可以尽力
愿大家都能以快乐的心情来面对每一天
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Success is to...
To laugh often and much,
to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children,
to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends,
to appreciate the beauty of nature,
to find the best in others,
to live the world a bit better,
to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children,
to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends,
to appreciate the beauty of nature,
to find the best in others,
to live the world a bit better,
to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
God's 26 Guards
Here's a message that will bring you chills.
Have you ever felt the urge to pray for someone and then just put it on a list and said, 'I'll pray for them later?' Or has anyone ever called you and said, 'I need you to pray for me, I have this need?'
Read the following story that was sent to me and may it change the way that you may think about prayer and also the way you pray. You will be blessed by this....
A missionary on furlough told this true story while visiting his home church in Michigan.
'While serving at a small field hospital in Africa, every two weeks I traveled by bicycle through the jungle to a nearby city for supplies. This was a journey of two days and required camping overnight at the halfway point. On one of these journeys, I arrived in the city where I planned to collect money from a bank, purchase medicine, and supplies, and then begin my two-day journey back to the field hospital. Upon arrival in the city, I observed two men fighting, one of whom had been seriously injured. I treated him for his injuries and at the same time talked to him about the Lord.
I then traveled two days, camping overnight, and arrived home without incident.... Two weeks later I repeated my journey. Upon arriving in the city, I was approached by the young man I had treated. He told me that he had known I carried money and medicines. He said, 'Some friends and I followed you into the jungle, knowing you would camp overnight. We planned to kill you and take your money and drugs. But just as we were about to move into your camp, we saw that you were surrounded by 26 armed guards.' At this, I laughed and said that I was certainly all alone in that jungle campsite. The young man pressed the point, however, and said, 'No, sir, I was not the only person to see the guards, my friends also saw them, and we all counted them. It was because of those guards that we were afraid and left you alone.'
At this point in the sermon, one of the men in the congregation jumped to his feet and interrupted the missionary and asked if he could tell him the exact day this happened.
The missionary told the congregation the date, and the man who interrupted told him this story:
'On the night of your incident in Africa, it was morning here and I was preparing to go play golf. I was about to putt when I felt the urge to pray for you. In fact, the urging of the Lord was so strong, I called men in this church to meet with me here in the sanctuary to pray for you. Would all of those men who met with me on that day stand up?' The men who had met together to pray that day stood up. The missionary wasn't concerned with who they were, he was too busy counting how many men he saw. There were 26!
This story is an incredible example of how the Spirit of the Lord moves in behalf of those who love Him. If you ever hear such prodding, go along with it. Nothing is ever hurt by prayer except the gates of hell.
If we all take it to heart, we can turn this world toward God once again. As the above true story clearly illustrates, 'With God all things are possible'. More importantly, how God hears and answers the prayers of the faithful.
After you read this, please pass it on and give God thanks for the beautiful gift of your faith, for the powerful gift of prayer, and for the many miracles he works in your own daily life....
and then pass it on. Who says God does not move on the earth today?
I asked the Lord to bless you as I prayed for you today to guide you and protect you as you go along your way. His love is always with you, His promises are true, and when we give Him our cares you know he will see us through. So when the road you're traveling on seems difficult at best, just remember I'm here praying, and God will do the rest.
Have you ever felt the urge to pray for someone and then just put it on a list and said, 'I'll pray for them later?' Or has anyone ever called you and said, 'I need you to pray for me, I have this need?'
Read the following story that was sent to me and may it change the way that you may think about prayer and also the way you pray. You will be blessed by this....
A missionary on furlough told this true story while visiting his home church in Michigan.
'While serving at a small field hospital in Africa, every two weeks I traveled by bicycle through the jungle to a nearby city for supplies. This was a journey of two days and required camping overnight at the halfway point. On one of these journeys, I arrived in the city where I planned to collect money from a bank, purchase medicine, and supplies, and then begin my two-day journey back to the field hospital. Upon arrival in the city, I observed two men fighting, one of whom had been seriously injured. I treated him for his injuries and at the same time talked to him about the Lord.
I then traveled two days, camping overnight, and arrived home without incident.... Two weeks later I repeated my journey. Upon arriving in the city, I was approached by the young man I had treated. He told me that he had known I carried money and medicines. He said, 'Some friends and I followed you into the jungle, knowing you would camp overnight. We planned to kill you and take your money and drugs. But just as we were about to move into your camp, we saw that you were surrounded by 26 armed guards.' At this, I laughed and said that I was certainly all alone in that jungle campsite. The young man pressed the point, however, and said, 'No, sir, I was not the only person to see the guards, my friends also saw them, and we all counted them. It was because of those guards that we were afraid and left you alone.'
At this point in the sermon, one of the men in the congregation jumped to his feet and interrupted the missionary and asked if he could tell him the exact day this happened.
The missionary told the congregation the date, and the man who interrupted told him this story:
'On the night of your incident in Africa, it was morning here and I was preparing to go play golf. I was about to putt when I felt the urge to pray for you. In fact, the urging of the Lord was so strong, I called men in this church to meet with me here in the sanctuary to pray for you. Would all of those men who met with me on that day stand up?' The men who had met together to pray that day stood up. The missionary wasn't concerned with who they were, he was too busy counting how many men he saw. There were 26!
This story is an incredible example of how the Spirit of the Lord moves in behalf of those who love Him. If you ever hear such prodding, go along with it. Nothing is ever hurt by prayer except the gates of hell.
If we all take it to heart, we can turn this world toward God once again. As the above true story clearly illustrates, 'With God all things are possible'. More importantly, how God hears and answers the prayers of the faithful.
After you read this, please pass it on and give God thanks for the beautiful gift of your faith, for the powerful gift of prayer, and for the many miracles he works in your own daily life....
and then pass it on. Who says God does not move on the earth today?
I asked the Lord to bless you as I prayed for you today to guide you and protect you as you go along your way. His love is always with you, His promises are true, and when we give Him our cares you know he will see us through. So when the road you're traveling on seems difficult at best, just remember I'm here praying, and God will do the rest.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Quotes
Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.
We make a living by what we get, we make a life by what we give.
We make a living by what we get, we make a life by what we give.
You only need...
Everybody can be great. Because anybody can serve.
You don't have to have a college degree to serve...
You don't have to know about Plato and Aristotle to serve.
You don't have to know Einstein's theory of relativity to serve.
You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love.
You don't have to have a college degree to serve...
You don't have to know about Plato and Aristotle to serve.
You don't have to know Einstein's theory of relativity to serve.
You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
The Hot Water Bottle
This is just too beautiful not to share...
Subject: Isaiah 65:24
This story was written by a doctor who worked in South Africa...
One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in spite of all we could do, she died leaving us with a tiny premature baby and a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty keeping the baby alive, as we had no incubator (we had no electricity to run an incubator).
We also had no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts. One student midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool that the baby would be wrapped in.
Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle, it had burst (rubber perishes easily in tropical climates). 'And it is our last hot water bottle!' she exclaimed. As in the West, it is no good crying over spilled milk so in Central Africa it might be considered no good crying over burst water bottles. They do not grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways.
'All right,' said, 'put the baby as near the fire as you safely can, and sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts. Your job is to keep the baby warm.'
The following noon, as did most days, I went to have prayers with many of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle, and that the baby could so easily die if it got chills. I also told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died.
During prayer time, one ten-year old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual blunt conciseness of our African children. 'Please, God' she prayed, 'send us a water bottle. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead, so please send it this afternoon.'
While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added, 'And while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little girl so she'll know You really love her?'
As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly say, 'Amen'. I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything, the Bible says so. But there are limits, aren't there? The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by sending me a parcel from homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four years at that time, and I had never, ever received a parcel from home. Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the equator! Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses' training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door.!
By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there, on the veranda, was a large twenty-two pound parcel. I felt tears pricking my eyes. I could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children.
Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting.
Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box. From the top, I lifted out brightly colored, knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them out. Then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the children looked a little bored. Then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas - that would make a batch of buns for the weekend. Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the.....could it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out - yes, a brand-new, rubber hot water bottle. I cried. I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth was in the front row of the children. She rushed forward, crying out, 'If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly too!'
Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small, beautifully dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted!
Looking up at me, she asked: 'Can I go over with you and give this dolly to that little girl, so she'll know that Jesus really loves her?'
That parcel had been on the way for five whole months. Packed up by my former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. And one of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child - five months before, in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it 'that afternoon.'
'Before they call, I will answer' (Isaiah 65:24)
This awesome prayer takes less than a minute. When you receive this, say the prayer, that's all you have to do. No strings attached! Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards. Let's continue praying for one another.
Father, I ask you to bless my friends reading this right now. I am asking You to minister to their spirit at this very moment. Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy. Where there is self doubting, release a renewed confidence to work through them. Where there is tiredness or exhaustion, I ask You to give them understanding, guidance, and strength as they learn submission to Your leading. Where there is spiritual stagnation, I ask You to renew them by revealing Your nearness, and by drawing them into greater intimacy with You. Where there is fear, reveal Your love, and release to them Your courage. Where there is a sin blocking them, reveal it, and break its hold over my friend's life.
Bless their finances, give them greater vision, and raise up leaders and friends to support and encourage them. Give each of them discernment to recognize the evil forces around them, and reveal to them the power they have in You to defeat it. I ask you to do these things in Jesus' name. Amen
'Do not ask the Lord to guide your footsteps if you're not willing to move your feet'
Subject: Isaiah 65:24
This story was written by a doctor who worked in South Africa...
One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in spite of all we could do, she died leaving us with a tiny premature baby and a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty keeping the baby alive, as we had no incubator (we had no electricity to run an incubator).
We also had no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts. One student midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool that the baby would be wrapped in.
Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle, it had burst (rubber perishes easily in tropical climates). 'And it is our last hot water bottle!' she exclaimed. As in the West, it is no good crying over spilled milk so in Central Africa it might be considered no good crying over burst water bottles. They do not grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways.
'All right,' said, 'put the baby as near the fire as you safely can, and sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts. Your job is to keep the baby warm.'
The following noon, as did most days, I went to have prayers with many of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle, and that the baby could so easily die if it got chills. I also told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died.
During prayer time, one ten-year old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual blunt conciseness of our African children. 'Please, God' she prayed, 'send us a water bottle. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead, so please send it this afternoon.'
While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added, 'And while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little girl so she'll know You really love her?'
As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly say, 'Amen'. I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything, the Bible says so. But there are limits, aren't there? The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by sending me a parcel from homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four years at that time, and I had never, ever received a parcel from home. Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the equator! Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses' training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door.!
By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there, on the veranda, was a large twenty-two pound parcel. I felt tears pricking my eyes. I could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children.
Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting.
Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box. From the top, I lifted out brightly colored, knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them out. Then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the children looked a little bored. Then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas - that would make a batch of buns for the weekend. Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the.....could it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out - yes, a brand-new, rubber hot water bottle. I cried. I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth was in the front row of the children. She rushed forward, crying out, 'If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly too!'
Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small, beautifully dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted!
Looking up at me, she asked: 'Can I go over with you and give this dolly to that little girl, so she'll know that Jesus really loves her?'
That parcel had been on the way for five whole months. Packed up by my former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. And one of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child - five months before, in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it 'that afternoon.'
'Before they call, I will answer' (Isaiah 65:24)
This awesome prayer takes less than a minute. When you receive this, say the prayer, that's all you have to do. No strings attached! Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards. Let's continue praying for one another.
Father, I ask you to bless my friends reading this right now. I am asking You to minister to their spirit at this very moment. Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy. Where there is self doubting, release a renewed confidence to work through them. Where there is tiredness or exhaustion, I ask You to give them understanding, guidance, and strength as they learn submission to Your leading. Where there is spiritual stagnation, I ask You to renew them by revealing Your nearness, and by drawing them into greater intimacy with You. Where there is fear, reveal Your love, and release to them Your courage. Where there is a sin blocking them, reveal it, and break its hold over my friend's life.
Bless their finances, give them greater vision, and raise up leaders and friends to support and encourage them. Give each of them discernment to recognize the evil forces around them, and reveal to them the power they have in You to defeat it. I ask you to do these things in Jesus' name. Amen
'Do not ask the Lord to guide your footsteps if you're not willing to move your feet'
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
所謂的曾經，就是幸福
所謂的曾經，就是幸福 ~ 很感人 中午，我站在學校大門口當交通導護，幫助一年級的小朋友放學。
卓新勇的母親，悄手悄腳提著一個便當在校門口。 被我一喊，她露出不好意思的表情。
「老師啊！．．．」
「哎呀！我不是跟妳講了嗎？學校不喜歡家長替孩子送便當。 如果每個媽媽都像妳這樣，學校大門就擠滿了人，那樣，我們怎麼放學呢？」
「我知道！我知道！」哼！知道了還送，簡直是明知故犯。
「妳不會讓他自己帶便當嗎！」
「我知道！我知道！」這些話，不曉得說了幾次。
每次一到中午，送便當的家長和放學的一年級小朋友，常常相撞在一起，造成相當的困擾。 卓新勇是一位沈默寡言，乖巧內向的孩子。
有次上課，他竟然打瞌睡，我很訝異，把他叫起來。
「怎麼了？」他一臉迷惘站起來，不回答。
第二天上課，也是這樣，我實在受不了，狠狠地把他叫過來。
「你到底怎麼了？」 我已經氣得半死，口氣已經控制不住。
突然，他垂頭淌下淚水。我暗自一驚。
「說呀！到底為什麼上課要打瞌睡呢？」
「我媽媽住院了！昨天一直在醫院陪她。」
我一聽愣住了，頓時，心中的怒氣消失了，代之而起的是無限慚愧，「她為什麼住院呢？」
「是肺癌！」我一聽，心都涼到腳底。 心中想到身體贏弱的卓新勇。 如果，不幸那天來臨，他將如何繼續往後漫長的歲月呢？
想到這兒，不禁鼻酸。吃飯時，妻子在餵兒子吃飯， 我不禁想起，以前卓新勇的母親偷偷摸摸替他送便當。
第二天下班後，我騎著機車到醫院探望他母親。
幾個禮拜沒見，卓新勇的母親瘦得不成人形，蒼白的臉，光禿的頭，簡直不敢相信就是她。
她看到我，顯得很驚訝，努力想站起來，但是，一咳嗽，整個人歪了一邊。
「不要站起來！不要站起來！」
「老師！謝﹍﹍謝謝你！」她吃力喊著，眼眶消出淚水。
在醫院的走廊，卓新勇的父親對我說：「只剩下兩個月了！嗚！我﹍真的不知要怎麼辦？」他老淚縱橫。 回到學校，報告校長。
「他爸爸已經六十多歲了，現在母親又將離開人間，是不是我們可以發動全校募款。不管多少，都可以幫助他。」校長爽快答應。
經過幾天募款活動，我們總算募到五萬二千一百二十元。
把錢送到醫院時，卓新勇的母親已經在昏迷中。
「我們準備今天送他回家！」卓新勇的父親，臉形憔悴得發白。我一聽，心頭抽搐一陣。
「老師！能不能幫個忙？」
「請說！我能夠做到的，我一定答應。」
「他前幾天，一直拉著卓新勇的手，喊著：媽媽不能再替你送便當了！我想，請老師再讓她送最後一次便當，只有送便當時，他才真正感受到一位為人母親的榮耀。」聽到這兒，我百感交集地點點頭。 中午，一輛救護車呼拉拉開到學校大門口。
卓親勇的父親和一名醫護人員，推著擔架上的人。 我淚水盈眶，站在旁邊，伴當交通導護老師。
「到了！到了！」卓新勇的父親買了一個便當，躺在擔架上的卓新勇的母親，伸出瘦細蒼白的手提著便當，在旁邊人員推送下，慢慢靠近大門口的鐵門。
在鐵門的另一邊，卓新勇伸出右手，接過母親的便當。 「媽！」卓新勇嚎啕大哭。
這時，我清楚見到她母親瘦削的臉頰，抽搐了一下，彷彿想說話，但是，又說不出來。
「媽！我不要！我不要妳走！」卓新勇呼天搶地叫著。
我的淚水，再也控制不住，嘩嘩而落。我暗恨自己，以前是多麼殘忍！
隔天，卓新勇的母親就去世了。
卓新勇的母親出殯後。 一天， 卓新勇的父親來到我辦公室，遞給我一包牛皮紙。
「老師！這是你和學生們幫助我的錢，我認為還有更多的學生，需要這筆錢，所以，還給你們。謝謝你熱心幫忙。」說完，錢一放，就掉頭離去。
這筆錢彷彿生熱似的，直燙著我心坎。
我天天找卓新勇聊天話家常。深怕他經不起喪母的打擊。
「老師！你放心！我很好！你不要一直替我擔心！」
卓新勇對我說「我很早就知道，我母親就要死了，我也不是不想聽你話，叫媽媽不要送便當。因為，一天當中，只有中午，我才能吃到我媽媽煮的飯。」
我心頭一凜，「為什麼呢？」
「她很虛弱，家裡都是爸爸在煮飯。只有中午爸爸不在，她才能偷偷背著爸爸煮飯。是她堅持要送便當的。」說完，卓新勇淌出淚水。
很感人吧！我看到一半就忍不住眼淚就掉下來了！
各位～趁著父母健在的時候，好好的孝順他們喔！
不然........將來後悔也就來不及了！
一直以為幸福在遠方，在可以追逐的未來。
我的雙眼保持著眺望，我的雙耳仔細聆聽，唯恐疏忽錯過。
後來才發現---那些握過的手，唱過的歌，流過的淚，愛過的人......
所謂的曾經，就是幸福
當我們用心對人時,有心人將以熱情回報你,希望我們都是用心的人,也是有心的人.
读后感： 行孝+行善，不能等。因为我们不知道无常及时会找上门来。生命是很脆弱的。
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