TODAY’S QUOTE

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TOUCH SOMEONE WITH YOUR LOVE.

RATHER THAN FOCUS UPON THE THORNS OF LIFE,

SMELL THE ROSES AND COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS!

Comments (0) Sep 11 2013

A Blessing for the New Year

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This prayer is powerful, and prayer is one of the best gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards. Let’s always pray for one another.

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The prayer:

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Father,
Thank You for each and every day You have blessed us here on earth.
Thank You for Your tender mercies.
Thank You for giving us friends and family to share these Internet joys with.
I ask You to bless my friends, relatives and those I care deeply for, who are reading this right now.
Where there is joy, give them continued joy,
Where there is pain, give them your peace and mercy.
Where there is self-doubt, release a renewed confidence.
Where there is need, fulfill their needs.
Bless their homes, families, finances, their

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Comments (0) Jan 02 2013

Mom : A heart touching story

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A poor couple who lived in a small village in Southern KENYA had only one son. They gave him the education they managed to afford and their son graduated as an Engineer from the nearby University..

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Eventually, he got married to a rich girl.

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Initially, they lived with his parents in the village. Soon the wife got tired of village life and persuaded the husband to move to the city and leave his old parents behind.

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As time passed by the husband saw an advertisement in the newspaper about a vacancy in Juba (Sudan).

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The Mother prayed God’s blessings for him and begged him not to forget them. He was successful and lived in Juba for years with his wife. Regularly, in the beginning, he sent money to his parents.

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Eventually with time, he stopped and forgot that his parents ever existed. Every Sunday he went to church to pray to God.  Everytime, immediately after prayer, he always envision someone in his dream, telling him that his prayer was not accepted.

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One day he related his story to his Pastor who advised him to go back to Kenya to visit his parents.

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The man flew to Sudan and reached the boundary of the village. Everything had changed. He could not locate his parents’ house. He asked a young boy about the whereabouts of his parents.

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The boy directed the man to a house and said: “In this house lives an old blind lady who lost her husband five years ago. I
also hear people saying that, she has a son who migrated to Sudan 40 years ago and never came back again.” The boy continued, “The Old lady has always been crying, longing to see her son.”  The son kept quiet and entered the home finding his mother on the
bed. He tip-toed as not to wake her up.

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He heard the mother whispering or mumbling something. He got closer to hear her voice. This is what the mother was saying:


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Comments (0) Dec 31 2012

The Wooden Bowl . . . (Very Sobering)!!!

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A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and a four-year old grandson. The old man’s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered.

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The family ate together nightly at the dinner table. But the elderly grandfather’s shaky hands and failing sight made eating rather difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon o­nto the floor. When he grasped the glass often milk spilled o­n the tablecloth.

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The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. “We must do something about grandfather,” 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.

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 There, grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner at the dinner table. Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. Sometimes when the family glanced in grandfather’s direction, he had a tear in his eye as he ate alone. Still, the o­nly words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.

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 The four-year-old watched it all in silence.

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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 from when I grow up.” The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.

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 The words so struck the parents 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.

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For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither

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Comments (0) Dec 27 2012

“Just One”

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One song can spark a moment
One flower can wake a dream
One tree can start a forest
One bird can herald spring

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One smile begins friendship
One handclasp lifts a soul
One star can guide a ship at the sea
One word can frame a goal

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One vote can change a nation
One sunbeam lights a room
One candle wipes all the darkness
One laugh will conquer gloom

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One step must start each journey
One word must start each prayer
One hope will raise our spirits
One touch can show you care

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Comments (0) Dec 18 2012

Help before its too late : A heart touching Story‏

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LET’S SHOW our love while we can, while people need us. That is something I learnt from an incident in Bhopal .

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I saw a little boy daily near the Hanuman temple, always in a white tee and black pants, with a small Hanuman pendant around his neck.

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He sat with a basket of fresh floral garlands. Be it at six in the morning or nine at night, he would try his very hardest to sell his wares.

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I was a frequent temple goer and each time the boy would ask me earnestly to buy a garland. But somehow I never did. Even when I came out, he would follow me to my car, begging me to buy one at least.

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Other boys sold flowers too, but none as persistently as he. I went back to the temple recently after a gap of some months.

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The boy was there, seated exactly as before. I tried to avoid his gaze(look), assuming that he would follow me. But he did not budge(move).

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I went inside the temple and came back. But the boy made no effort to sell his garlands.

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I thought he was angry or just showing his own self-respect.

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I suddenly missed the communication I always had with this unknown boy and went to him. He looked at me but did not speak.

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This was strange. I gathered courage and asked: “Bhaiya, why are you not asking me to buy your garlands?”

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He said, “Didi, why should I ask? You are rich but you can’t spend five rupees on my garland. Anyway

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Comments (0) Dec 16 2012