Thursday, July 3, 2008

Why knowledge is better than wealth

Once ten wise men came to Hadhrat Ali(RA) and posed this question: 'Why is knowledge better than wealth?' Each of these men demanded a separate answer in turn. Hadhrat Ali(RA) gave the following answers:-

1. Knowledge is better than wealth because you guard wealth, whereas knowledge guards you.

2. Knowledge is better than wealth because the wealthy have enemies and the learned have many friends.

3. Knowledge is better than wealth because the former is a legacy of the Prophets, and the latter is a heritage of the Pharaohs.

4. Knowledge is better because it increases with distribution whereas wealth decreases.

5. Knowledge is better because a wealthy person generally becomes a miser.

6. Knowledge is better because unlike wealth, it cannot be stolen.

7. Knowledge is better because the wealthy person has to give an account of his wealth on the Day of Judgment.

8. Knowledge is better because it does not deteriorate on account of time, while wealth does.

9. Knowledge is better because the mind is illuminated by it, whereas wealth tarnishes it.

10. Knowledge is better than wealth because the Pharaohs and the non-believers claimed divinity (God) on account of wealth.

Why do women cry?

A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?" "Because I'm a woman," she told him. "I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will." Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?" "All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say. The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry. Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?" God said "When I made the woman she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort. I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children. I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining. I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly. I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart. I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly. And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed." "You see my servant," said God, "the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides."


A strong man is not he who defeats his adversary by wrestling, but a strong man is he who controls himself at the time of anger.The Prophet Mohammed (may God bless him and grant him peace)
Love for God envelopes the heart, it rules the heart and it even spreads over everything.Imam Ghazzali
Two friends are like two hands, one of which washes the other. The Prophet Mohammed (may God bless him and grant him peace)
By Him in Whose hand my soul is, a man does not believe till he likes for his brother what he likes for himself.The Prophet Mohammed (may God bless him and grant him peace)
Avoid envy, for envy devours good deeds just as fire devours fuel.The Prophet Mohammed (may God bless him and grant him peace)
Among the best of you [are they] who have the best character. The Prophet Mohammed (may God bless him and grant him peace)
God does not look at your forms and possessions, but He looks at your hearts and your deeds.The Prophet Mohammed (may God bless him and grant him peace)
Science without religion is lame. Einstein
Peace cannot be kept by force. It can only be achieved by understanding.Einstein
True religion is real living; living with all one's soul, with all one's goodness and righteousness.Einstein
Two things inspire me to awe-the starry heavens above and the moral universe within.Einstein
What I see in Nature is a magnificent structure that we can comprehend only very imperfectly, and that must fill a thinking person with a feeling of "humility." Einstein
Few are those who see with their own eyes and feel with their own hearts.Einstein
Try not to become a man of success but rather to become a man of value.Einstein
Not everything that counts can be counted, and not everything that can be counted counts.Einstein
Acquire knowledge, and for acquiring knowledge learn to be calm and clement.Caliph UmarEveryone is in the world as a guest, and his money is but a loan. The guest must go sooner or later and the loan must be returned.Ibn Masud
Know that patience, if viewed against one's affairs is like the head to the body. If the head leaves the body the whole body will be spoiled, likewise, if patience leaves, all affairs will be spoiled.Caliph Ali
Patience is of two halves, one half is patience, the other half is thanking God.Ibn Masud
Fear more the sin when you are out of sight, it is where your witness is also your judge. Caliph Ali
The person I like most is the one who points out my defects.
Caliph Umar
Intention is the measure for rendering actions true, so that, where intention is sound, action is sound, and where it is corrupt, then action is corrupt.Imam an-Nawawi
I looked at all friends, and did not find a better friend than safeguarding the tongue. I thought about all dresses, but did not find a better dress than piety. I thought of all types of good deeds, but did not find a better deed than offering good advice. I looked at all types of sustenance, but did not find a better sustenance than patience. Caliph Umar
He Who created the eye of the mosquito is the One Who created the sun. Bediuzzaman Said Nursi
Distress teaches vice. Despair is the source of misguidance; and darkness of heart, the source of distress of the spirit. Bediuzzaman Said Nursi
Solidarity in a society results in tranquility in all its activities, while mutual envy causes all its activities to come to a standstill. Bediuzzaman Said Nursi
The revival of religion is the revival of the nation. The life of religion is the light of life.Bediuzzaman Said Nursi
A person who sees the good in things has good thoughts. And he who has good thoughts receives pleasure from life. Bediuzzaman Said Nursi
Perfect love is rare indeed... to be a lover will require that you continually have the subtlety of the very wise, the fliexibility of the child, the sensitivity of the artist, the understanding of the philosopher, the acceptance of the saint, the tolerance of the scholar and the fortitude of the certain."
(Leo Buscaghia)
"The near the gates of paradise, Gladly I'd turn away,Just to hear you say'I love you!'sometime, somewhere, someday"
(Rida Johnson Young)
"You may be decieved if you trust too much, But you will live in torment if you do not trust enough"
(Frank Crane)
"So Dear I love Him, that with him all deaths, I could endure... without him, live no life"
"Perhaps they were right in putting love into books... Perhaps it could not live anywhere else"
(William Faulkner)
"Sometimes you have not begun to speak and I am at the end of what you are saying"
(Khalil Jibran)
"The story of a love is not important, What is important is thatone is capable of Love"
(Helen Hayce)
"Speak Of Me As I Am... One That Loved Not Wisely But Too Well..."
(William Shakespeare)
"Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.
Jalaluddin Rumi ""It is well to give when asked but it is better to give unasked, through understanding.
Kahlil Gibran ""In battling evil, excess is good; for he who is moderate in announcing the truth is presenting half-truth. He conceals the other half out of fear of the people's wrath.
Kahlil Gibran "
"I knocked and the door opened, but I found I'd been knocking from the inside"
Someone who seeks God through logical proof is like someone who looks for the sun with a lamp. Traditional

Be content with what you have; rejoice in the way things are. When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you. Lao Tzu
Sleep with the remembrence of death and rise with the awareness that you will not live long.
Uwais El-Qarni I may speak in tongues of men or of angels, but if I am without love, I am a sounding gong or a clanging cymbal. I may have the gift of prophecy, and know every hidden truth; I may have faith strong enough to move mountains; but if I have no love, I am nothing.
Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door shall be opened.
Jesus I may dole out all I possess, or even give my body to be burnt, but if I have no love, I am none the better.
Jesus Do you want to be a pilgrim on the path to love? The first step is making yourself humble as ashes. BY:Ansari of HeratThe kingdom of God is within you.
'WHAT is good for one may be very bad for another. For one it may be very good to be a nun or sit all day in a church or a mosque, but for another may need to go to the cafe and learn the meanings of the experiences gained there.'
Pir Inayat Khan Don't you see that the roads to Mecca are all different?...The roads are different, the goal one...When people come there, all quarrels or differences or disputes that happened along the road are resolved...Those who shouted at each other along the road 'you are wrong' or 'you are an infidel' forgot their differences when they come there because there, all hearts are in unison.
Jelauddin Rumi When "I" and "You" are absent, I've no idea if this is a mosque, synagogue, church or temple.
Mahmud Sahbistari 'ALL life comes from one source which is the very life of all things, and not only life but intelligence also; that is what religion calls: GOD. Whatever we call it, it is the same. The difference is only in the name.'
Pir Inayat Khan A path has no value once you have arrived. Hujwiri The path is the service of others, not prayer beads and dervish robes. \Sa'dj Do you want to be a pilgrim on the path to love? The first step is making yourself humble as ashes. BY:Ansari of HeratMany of those who strive to overcome pride are hoping to puff themselves up with this triumph. Hakim Jami "You've no idea how hard I've looked for a gift to bring You. nothing seemed right. What's the point of bringing gold to the gold mine, or water to the Ocean. Everything I came up with was like taking spices to the Orient. It's no good giving my heart and my soul because you already have these. So- I've brought you a mirror. Look at yourself and remember me."Jalaluddin Rumi O love, O pure deep love, be here, be nowBe all; worlds dissolve into your stainless endless radiance,Frail living leaves burn with you brighter than cold stars:Make me your servant, your breath, your core.
Rumi "Go sweep out the chamber of your heart.Make it ready to be the dwelling place of the Beloved.When you depart, He will enter.In you, void of yourself, will He display His beauties.
Rose Garden of Mystery (13th century)""'WHAT is good for one may be very bad for another. For one it may be very good to be a nun or sit all day in a church or a mosque, but for another may need to go to the cafe and learn the meanings of the experiences gained there.' "There are some questions which can be answered , and others which should wait for an answer until those who ask them are able to understand." 'THOSE who believe in God, they are on earth and God is in heaven. Those who love God, He is before them.'
WHAT is called sympathy, kindness, mercy, goodness, pity, compassion, gentleness, humanity, appreciation, gratefulness, service, -- in reality it is love.'
'THERE is no God, the Eternal, the only Being; none exists same He.'
'PEOPLE who say ' you are God, I am God', in this way their insolence becomes greater and greater.'
'IT is easy to claim, ' I am God'; but it is bringing the highest ideal of God down to the lowest plane. It is as if the bubble were to say: ' I am the Sea.'
'MAN asks another question as to why God, who knows already what he wants and what is the need of his life, should require to be asked at all. For answer to this we have the words of Christ ' Ask and ye shall receive, knock and it shall be opened unto you'. In another words, this means that though God knows your need , it has to become clear and definite to yourself by prayer.'
'IF anybody asks what Sufism is, what kind of RELIGION is it, the answer is that Sufism is the religion of the heart, the religion in which the thing of primary importance is to seek God in the heart of mankind.'
'THERE are many prophecies and several beliefs concerning world RELIGION, but what is most needed is to understand what religion means. The present religion, the coming religion, or the past religion, is for those who divide the truth, which is one, in to many.'
'IT is something living in the soul, in the mind, and in the heart of a man- it is absence keeps man as dead, and its presence gives him life. If there is any RELIGION, it is this.'
Pir Inayat Khan "
"Gravity cannot be held responsible for people falling in love.""Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute. THAT'S relativity." -- Albert Einstein
"Worry looks around, sorry looks back, Faith looks up."
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king" - Aragorn (The Lord Of The Rings)

I wish you enough

In the name of God who is all merciful and forgiving. We being his creatures cannot imagine how our Lord shower His blessings over us. Recently I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure.
Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, "I love you and I wish you enough".
The daughter replied, "Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom".
They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?".
Yes, I have," I replied. "Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?".
"I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral," she said.
"When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough'. May I ask what that means?".
She began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone". She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she smiled even more. "When we said , 'I wish you enough', we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them". Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
She then began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them but then an entire life to forget them.
Only if you wish send this to the people you will never forget .

To all Change with the light's member, friends, & allWE WISH YOU ENOUGH........

You can be

You can be a Student, If you learn to try. You can be a Pilot, If you learn to fly. You can be an Artist, If you learn to look. You can be a Chef, If you learn to cook.
You can be a Writer, If you learn to read. You can be a President, If you learn to lead. You can be an Athlete, If you learn to play. You can be n Officer, If you learn to obey.
You can be a Fisherman, if you learn to reel. You can be a Doctor, if you learn to heal. You can be a T.V. host, if you learn to talk. You can be a Mail Deliverer, if you learn to walk.
You can be an Attorney, If you learn to think. You can be an Actor, If you learn to wink. You can be a Psychologist, If you learn to hear. You can be a Driver, If you learn to steer.
You can be a Computer Geek, if you learn to type. You can be a Salesman, if you learn to hype. You can be a Babysitter, if you learn to care. You can be a Serviceman, if you learn to dare.
And only when you learn to
Try and fly, look and cook, read and lead, play and obey, reel and heal, Talk and walk, think and wink, hear and steer, type and hype, care and dare…
Plus, love with all of your heart, then, You Can Be a Mom or Dad

Young Mother

This is a truly BEAUTIFUL piece. Pleaseread this at a slow pace, digesting every word and in not hurry....this is a treasure...
For those lucky to still be blessed with your Mom,this is beautiful. For those of us who aren't, this iseven more beautiful. For those who are moms, you'll love this.
The young mother set her foot on the path of life. "Isthis the long way?" she asked. And the guide said: "Yes, and the way is hard. And you will be old before you reach the end of it.. Butthe end will be better than the beginning."
But the young mother was happy, and she would notbelieve that anything could be better than these years. So sheplayed with her children, and gathered flowers forthem along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and the sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried,"Nothing will ever be lovelier than this."
Then the night came, and the storm, and the path wasdark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the motherdrew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said, "Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come."
And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, andthe children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children," A little patience and we are there." So the children climbed, and when they reached the topthey said, "Mother, we would not have done it without you."
And the mother, when she lay down at night looked upat the stars and said, "This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness. Yesterday I gave them courage. Today, I've given them strength."
And the next day came strange clouds which darkenedthe earth, clouds of war and hate and evil, and the children groped and stumbled, and the mother said: "Look up. Lift your eyes to the light. " And the children looked and saw above the cloudsan everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the darkness. And that night the Mother said, "This is the best day of all, forI have shown my children God."
And the days went on, and the weeks and the months andthe years, and the mother grew old and she was little and bent.But her children were tall and strong, and walked with courage. And when the way was rough, they lifted her, for she was as light as a feather; and at last they came to a hill,and beyond they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide. Andmother said, "I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my children canwalk alone, and their children after them."
And the children said, "You will always walk with us,Mother, even when you have gone through the gates."And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates closed after her. And they said: "We cannot see her but she is with us still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. Sheis a living presence......."
Your Mother is always with you.... She's the whisperof the leaves as you walk down the street; she's the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks; she's the cool handon your brow when you're not well. Your Mother livesinside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop.She's the place you came from, your first home; and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first loveand your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth canseparate you.
Not time, not space... not even death!
Pass it on to the men too because they have mothers too....

The mountain story

A son and his father were walking on the mountains.Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain:"AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"Curious, he yells: "Who are you?"He receives the answer: "Who are you?"Angered at the response, he screams: "Coward!"He receives the answer: "Coward!"He looks to his father and asks: "What's going on?"The father smiles and says: "My son, pay attention."And then he screams to the mountain: "I admire you!"The voice answers: "I admire you!"Again the man screams: "You are a champion!"The voice answers: "You are a champion!"The boy is surprised, but does not understand.Then the father explains: "People call this ECHO, but really this is LIFE.It gives you back everything you say or do.Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.If you want more love in the world, create more love in your heart.If you want more competence in your team, improve your competence.This relationship applies to everything, in all aspects of life;Life will give you back everything you have given to it."YOUR LIFE IS NOT A COINCIDENCE. IT'S A REFLECTION OF YOU!
Author Unknown

The milk

This will indeed give you the chills...... ..
GOOD chills.

A young man had been to Wednesday Night Bible Study.

The Pastor had shared about listening to God and obeying the Lord's voice
The young man couldn't help but wonder, "Does God still speak to people?"
After service, he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message. Several different ones talked about how God had led them in different ways.

It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, "God...If you still speak to people, speak to me. I will listen. I will do my best to obey.."

As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest thought to stop and buy a gallon of milk.
He shook his head and said out loud, "God is that you?" He didn't get a reply and started on toward home.
But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk.

The young man thought about Samuel and how he didn't recognize the voice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli.
"Okay, God, in case that is you, I will buy the milk." It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk. He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home.
As he passed Seventh Street, he again felt the urge, "Turn Down that street."

This is crazy he thought, and drove on past the intersection.

Again, he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street ..

At the next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh.

Half jokingly, he said out loud,

"Okay, God, I will."

He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in a semi- commercial area of town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either. The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark like the people were already in bed.
Again, he sensed something! , "Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street." The young man looked at the house. It was dark and it looked like the people were either gone or they were already asleep. He started to open the door and then sat back in the car seat..
"Lord, this is insane. Those people are asleep and if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I will look stupid." Again, he felt like he should go and give the milk.
Finally, he opened the door, "Okay God, if this is you, I will go to the door and I will give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy person, okay. I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for something, but if they don't answer right away, I am out of here."
He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice! yelled out, "Who is it? What do you want?" Then the door opened before the young man could get away.
The man was standing there in his jeans and T-shirt. He looked like he just got out of bed. He had a strange look on his face and he didn't seem too happy to have some stranger standing on his doorstep. "What is it?"
The young man thrust out the gallon of milk, "Here, I brought this to you." The man took the milk and rushed down a hallway.
Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk! toward the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face.
The man began speaking and half crying, "We were just praying. We had some big bills this month and we ran out of money. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk."
His wife in the kitchen yelled out, "I ask him to send an Angel with some. Are you an Angel?"
The young man reached into his wallet and pulled out all the money he had on him and put in the man's hand. He turned and walked back toward his car and the tears were streaming down his face.

He knew that God still answers prayers.

THIS IS A SIMPLE TEST.... If you believe that God is alive and well, send this to at least ten people and the person that sent it to you!!!!!!!! This is so true. Sometimes it's the simplest things that God asks us to do, if we are obedient to what He's asking, we can hear His voice more clear than ever. Please listen, and obey! It will bless you (and the world). Phil 4:13 This is an easy test - you score 100 or zero. It's your choice.
If you aren't ashamed to do this, please follow the directions. Jesus said, "If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my Father."

Not ashamed...Pass this on.

The lion, rats, snake and the honey comb

a beautiful story I heard the following story from a pious brother. Hopefully, this story will be beneficial for everyone, Inshallah.
Once a man saw in his dream, that a lion was chasing him. The man ran to a tree, climbed on to it and sat on a branch. He looked down and saw that the lion was still there waiting for him. The man then looked to his side where the branch he was sitting on was attached to the tree and saw that two rats were circling around and eating the branch. One rat was black and the other one was white. The branch would fall on the ground very soon. The man then looked below again with fear and discovered that a big black snake had come and settled directly under him. The snake opened its mouth right under the man so that he will fall into it. The man then looked up to see if there was anything that he could hold on to. He saw another branch with a honeycomb. Drops of honey were falling from it. The man wanted to taste one of the drops. So, he put his tongue out and tasted one of the fallen drops of honey. The honey was amazing in taste. So, he wanted to taste another drop. As he did, he got lost into the sweetness of the honey. Meanwhile, he forgot about the two rats eating his branch away, the lion on the ground and the snake that is sitting right under him. After a while, he woke up from his sleep.
To get the meaning behind this dream, the man went to a a pious scholar of Islam. The scholar said "The lion you saw is your death. It always chases you and goes where ever you go. The two rats, one black and one white, are the night and the day. Black one is the night and the white one is the day. They circle around, coming one after another, to eat your time as they take you closer to death. The big black snake with a dark mouth is your grave. It's there, just waiting for you to fall into it. The honeycomb is this world and the sweet honey is the luxaries of this world. We like to taste a drop of the luxaries of this world but it's very sweet. Then we taste another drop and yet another. Meanwhile, we get lost into it and we forget about our time, we forget about our death and we forget about our graves."
May Allah wake us up from the sleep and save us before it's too late. Ameen

The last time i cried

I was sitting at home,and it was deep in the night...I was watching TV and looking at the flickering screen of the shadows and realities.I was thinking of the olive branch,the symbol of peace,and the poor white little bird holding it.I was shocked at seeing a girl cry.She was taken back,She cried at the sight of having all the members of her family killed by a faithless,cruel and savage bunch of soldiers.The last time i cried,I could see i could see the people who were crushed into pieces,under the heavy steps of artilleries.I was aghast to see members of a family screwd down to the floor of their house by collapsing roof over them,and the futile attempts of bulldozers to bring them out and take them to the hospital,which was at their elbow.The last time i cried,I couldn't believe it when i held on a face,which was dried up and dehydrated.I was thinking of the ever increasing death tolls of famine in Aferica and the ever growing money sums of the developed countries.The last time i cried,I was thinking of the men of the world and their conducts,I was thinking of the absence of civilization and barrenness of the world,the larg confused mass of wildemess.The last time i cried,I was thinking whether would t be the last time i cried.

The Invitation

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dream for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon... I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or your own without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful be realistic remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is t rue. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure yours and mine and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes.”
It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains y ou from the inside when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
Unknown author

The hand

Thanksgiving Day was near. The first grade teacher gave her class a fun assignment -- to draw a picture of something for which they were thankful. Most of the class might be considered economically disadvantaged, but still many would celebrate the holiday with turkey and other traditional goodies of the season. These, the teacher thought, would be the subjects of most of her student's art. And they were. But Douglas made a different kind of picture. Douglas was a different kind of boy. He was the teacher's true child of misery, frail and unhappy. As other children played at recess, Douglas was likely to stand close by her side. One could only guess at the pain Douglas felt behind those sad eyes. Yes, his picture was different. When asked to draw a picture of something for which he was thankful, he drew a hand. Nothing else. Just an empty hand. His abstract image captured the imagination of his peers. Whose hand could it be? One child guessed it was the hand of a farmer, because farmers raise turkeys. Another suggested a police officer, because the police protect and care for people. Still others guessed it was the hand of God, for God feeds us. And so the discussion went -- until the teacher almost forgot the young artist himself. When the children had gone on to other assignments, she paused at Douglas ' desk, bent down, and asked him whose hand it was. The little boy looked away and murmured, "It's yours, teacher." He recalled the times she had taken his hand and walked with him here or there, as she had the other students. How often had she said, "Take my hand, Douglas , we'll go outside." Or, "Let me show you how to hold your pencil." Or, "Let's do this together." Douglas was most thankful for his teacher's hand. Brushing aside a tear, she hugged Douglas and went on with her work. The story speaks of more than thankfulness. It says something about teachers teaching and parents parenting and friends showing friendship, and how much it means to the Douglases of the world. They might not always say thanks. But they'll remember the hand that reaches out.

The folded page

In the name of God who is one, unique, eternal & refuge!
The Folded Page Up in a quaint old attic,as the raindrops patter down,I sat paging through an old school book--dusty, tattered, and brown.
I came to a page that was folded down,And across it was written in childish hand:"The teacher says to leave this for now,'tis hard to understand."
I unfolded the page and read.Then I nodded my head and said,"The teacher was right; now I understand."
There are lots of pages in the book of lifethat are hard to understand.All we can do is fold them down and write:"The teacher says to leave this for now,'tis hard to understand."
Then someday -- maybe only in heaven -- we will unfold the pages again,read them, and say,"The teacher was right; now I understand."

The difference

I got up early one morningand rushed right into the day;I had so much to accomplishthat I didn't have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me, and heavier came each task.Why doesn't God help me I wondered.He answered, You didn't ask.
I wanted to see joy and beauty,but the day toiled on, gray and bleak;I wondered why God didn't show me. He said, But you didn't seek.
I tried to come into God's presenceI used all my keys at the lock.God gently and lovingly chidedMy slave, you didn't knock.
I woke up early this morning, and paused before entering the day;I had so much to accomplishthat I had to take time to pray.

The Diamond & the Dewdrop

A beautiful diamond that a princess dropped one day lay lost in a meadow. Just above it shone a drop of dew, hanging from a shoot of grass.
The sun made them both shine, and the modest dewdrop admired the noble stone. A large beetle who was passing by recognized in the diamond someone ofhigh origin.
"Sir, I give you homage," the beetle said.
"Thank you," the diamond responded haughtily.
Turning its head, the beetle saw the drop of dew. "One of your relatives I presume?" the beetle said, nodding toward the diamond.
The diamond burst out laughing. "How can you place me on the same level as this vulgar being? Its beauty is only imitation. It shines but it doesn't last."
The beetle was flabbergasted, and the drop of dew felt completely humiliated. Then a bird flew down and pecked at the diamond.
"Ah no," the bird said, disappointed, "I thought you were a drop of water, but you are only a diamond. My beak is dry, I feel like I'm going to die of thirst."
"Oh well, what's one bird more or less," the diamond laughed again.
But at the same time the dewdrop resolved to help the bird. "Can I be of use to you?" it said.
The bird raised its head. "Oh precious friend, you have saved my life!"
"Come then," said the dewdrop. And the bird drank it up and flew away, revived.
"Here is a lesson I won't soon forget," thought the beetle, continuing on its way. "Simple merit is worth more than rank or wealth that has no modesty or devotion. There can be no real beauty in that."
"Merit is worth more than anything."

The cracked pot

A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on the end of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots was perfectly made and never leaked. The other pot had a crack in it and by the time the water bearer reached his master's house it had leaked much of it's water and was only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his master's house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you." "Why?" asked the bearer. "What are you ashamed of?" "I have been able, for these past two years, to d eliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your master's house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said.
The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, "As we return to the master's house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path."
Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it some. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again the pot apologized to the bearer for its failure.
The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of your path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage o f it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you've watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master's table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house."
Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. But if we will allow it, God will use our flaws to grace his table. In God's great economy, nothing goes to waste. Don't be afraid of your flaws. Acknowledge them, and you too can be the cause of beauty. Know that in our weakness we find our strength.

Author Unknown


THE CONTENTED FISHERMAN The Industralist was horrified to find the fisherman lying beside his Boat , smoking a pipe " Why aren't you out fishing ? Said the industralist . " Because I have caught enough fish for the day ." " Why dont you catch some more ?" " What would I do with it ? " " Earn More Money . Then you could have A Motor fixed to your boat and go into deeper waters and catch more fish. That would bring you money to buy nylon nets , so more fish , more money . Soon you would have enough to buy two boats ..... even a fleet of boats.Then you couls be rich like me " " What would I do then ?" "Then you could realy Enjoy Life " " What do you think I am doing now ?" WHICH WOULD YOU RATHER HAVE : A FORTUNE OR A CAPACITY FOR ENJOYMENT

The color of friendship

Once upon a time the colors of the world started to quarrel. All claimed that they were the best. The most important. The most useful. The most beautiful. The favorite.
Green said:"Clearly I am the most important. I am the sign of life and of hope. I was chosen for grass, trees and leaves. Without me, all animals would die. Look over the countryside and you will see that I am in the majority."
Blue interrupted:"You only think about the earth, but consider the sky and the sea. It is the water that is the basis of life and drawn up by the clouds from the deep sea. The sky gives space and peace and serenity. Without my peace, you would all be nothing."
Yellow chuckled:"You are all so serious. I bring laughter, gaiety, and warmth into the world. The sun is yellow, the moon is yellow, the stars are yellow. Every time you look at a sunflower, the whole world starts to smile. Without me there would be no fun."
Orange started next to blow her trumpet:"I am the color of health and strength. I may be scarce, but I am precious for I serve the needs of human life. I carry the most important vitamins. Think of carrots, pumpkins, oranges, mangoes, and papayas. I don't hang around all the time, but when I fill the sky at sunrise or sunset, my beauty is so striking that no one gives another thought to any of you."
Red could stand it no longer he shouted out:"I am the ruler of all of you. I am blood - life's blood! I am the color of danger and of bravery. I am willing to fight for a cause. I bring fire into the blood. Without me, the earth would be as empty as the moon. I am the color of passion and of love, the red rose, the poinsettia and the poppy."
Purple rose up to his full height:He was very tall and spoke with great pomp: "I am the color of royalty and power. Kings, chiefs, and bishops have always chosen me for I am the sign of authority and wisdom. People do not question me! They listen and obey."
Finally Indigo spoke, much more quietly than all the others, but with just as much determination: "Think of me. I am the color of silence. You hardly notice me, but without me you all become superficial. I represent thought and reflection, twilight and deep water. You need me for balance and contrast, for prayer and inner peace."
And so the colors went on boasting, each convinced of his or her own superiority. Their quarreling became louder and louder. Suddenly there was a startling flash of bright lightening, thunder rolled and boomed. Rain started to pour down relentlessly. The colors crouched down in fear, drawing close to one another for comfort.
In the midst of the clamor, rain began to speak:"You foolish colors, fighting amongst yourselves, each trying to dominate the rest. Don't you know that you were each made for a special purpose, unique and different? Join hands with one another and come to me."
Doing as they were told, the colors united and joinedhands.
The rain continued:"From now on, when it rains, each of you will stretch across the sky in a great bow of color as a reminder that you can all live in peace. The Rainbow is a sign of hope for tomorrow." And so, whenever a good rain washes the world, and a Rainbow appears in the sky, to let us remember to appreciate one another.The American investment banker was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked.
Inside the small boat were several large yellow fin tuna. The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them.
The Mexican replied, "Only a little while."
The American then asked, "Why didn't you stay out longer and catch more fish?"
The Mexican said, "With this I have more than enough to support my family's needs."
The American then asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?"
The Mexican fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos, I have a full and busy life."
The American scoffed, "I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing; and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat: With the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats. Eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor; eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then Los Angeles and eventually New York where you will run your ever-expanding enterprise."
The Mexican fisherman asked, "But, how long will this all take?"
To which the American replied, "15 to 20 years."
"But what then?" asked the Mexican.
The American laughed and said that's the best part. "When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions."
"Millions?...Then what?"
The American said, "Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos."

Author Unknown NAME: The Mexican Fisherman Author Unknown

The cleaning lady

During my second month of nursing school, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions, until I read the last one: "What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?" Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade. "Absolutely," said the professor. "In your careers you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say 'Hello'."
I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Dorothy.

Joanne C. Jones

The carpenter's house

An elderly carpenter was ready to retire. He told his employer-contractorof his plans to leave the house building business and live a more leisurely life with his wife enjoying his extended family.
He would miss the paycheck, but he needed to retire. They could get by.The contractor was sorry to see his good worker go and asked if he could build just one more house as a personal favor. The carpenter said yes, but in time it was easy to see that his heart was not in his work. He resorted to shoddy workmanship and used inferior materials. It was an unfortunate way to end his career.
When the carpenter finished his work and the builder came to inspect the house, the contractor handed the front-door key to the carpenter. "This is your house," he said, "my gift to you."
What a shock! What a shame! If he had only known he was building his own house, he would have done it all so differently. Now he had to live i n the home he had built none too well.
So it is with us. We build our lives in a distracted way, reacting rather than acting, willing to put up less than the best. At important points we do not give the job our best effort. Then with a shock we look at the situation we have created and find that we are now living in the house we have built. If we had realized that we would have done it differently.
Think of yourself as the carpenter. Think about your house. Each day you hammer a nail, place a board, or erect a wall. Build wisely. It is the only life you will ever build. Even if you live it for only one day more, that day deserves to be lived graciously and with dignity. The plaque on the wall says, "Life is a do-it-yourself project." Your life tomorrow will be the result of your attitudes and the choices you make today.

Author Unknown

The butterfly

A man found the cocoon of a butterfly. One day a tiny opening appeared. He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through the little hole.
Then it seemed to stop making any progress.It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could, and it could go no further. So the man decided to help the butterfly. He took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings.
The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body and eventually fly.But that didn't happen! In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly.
What the man, in his kindness and haste, did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were Gods way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our lives. If God allowed us to go through our lives without any obstacles, it would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been.
We would never fly!
I asked for StrengthAnd God gave me Difficulties to make me strong.
I asked for Wisdom And God gave me Problems to solve.
I asked for ProsperityAnd God gave me a Brain and Brawn to work.
I asked for CourageAnd God gave me Danger to overcome.
I asked for LoveAnd God gave me Troubled people to help.
I asked for FavorsAnd God gave me Opportunities.
I received nothing I wanted I received Everything I needed!
Author Unknown

The Boy

The Boy
I was walking around in a store. I saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back saying "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."
His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."
"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "What if we checked again, just in case you do have enough money?''
"Ok" he said "I hope that I have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added "I asked yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mommy can give it to my sister. He heard me!''
"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
"My mommy loves white roses."
A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car, where there was one young lady and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to recover from the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

The quote of the month is by Jay Leno:
"With hurricanes, tornados, fires out of control, mud slides, flooding, severe thunderstorms tearing up the country from one end to another, and with the threat of bird flu and terrorist attacks,"Are we sure this is a good time to take God out of the Pledge of Allegiance?" For those that prefer to think that God is not watching over us....go ahead and delete this. For the rest of us.....pass this on.

The ant and the contact lens

Brenda was a young woman who was invited to go rock climbing. Although she was scared to death, she went with her group to a tremendous granite cliff. In spite of her fear, she put on the gear, took a hold on the rope, and started up the face of that rock. Well, she got to a ledge where she could take a breather. As she was hanging on there, the safety rope snapped against Brenda's eye and knocked out her contact lens. Well, here she is on a rock ledge, with hundreds of feet below her and hundreds of feet above her. Of course, she looked and looked and looked, hoping it had landed on the ledge, but it just wasn't there. Here she was, far from home, her sight now blurry. She was desperate and began to get upset, so she prayed to the Lord to help her to find it. When she got to the top, a friend examined her eye a nd her clothing for the lens, but there was no contact lens to be found. She sat down, despondent, with the rest of the party, waiting for the rest of them to make it up the face of the cliff. She looked out across range after range of mountains, thinking of that Bible verse that says, "The eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth." She thought, "Lord, You can see all these mountains. You know every stone and leaf, and You know exactly where my contact lens is. Please help me." Finally, they walked down the trail to the bottom. At the bottom there was a new party of climbers just starting up the face of the cliff. One of them shouted out, "Hey, you guys! Anybody lose a contact lens?" Well, that would be startling enough, but you know why the climber saw it? An ant was moving slowly across the face of the rock, carrying it. Brenda told me that her father is a cartoonist. When she told him the incredible story of the ant, the prayer, and the contact lens, he drew a picture of an ant lugging that contact lens with the words, "Lord, I don't know why You want me to carry this thing. I can't eat it, and it's awfully heavy. But if this is what You want me to do, I'll carry it for You." I think it would probably do some of us good to occasionally say, "My Lord, I don't know why you want me to carry this load. I can see no good in it and it's awfully heavy. But, if you want me to carry it, I will." Our creator doesn't call the qualified, He qualifies the called.

The angel amongst us

Bare foot and dirty, the girl just sat and watched the people go by.
She never tried to speak, she never said a word. Many people passed, but never did one person stop.
It just so happens the next day I decided to go back to the park, curious if the little girl would still be there.
Right in the very spot as she was yesterday she sat perched on high, with the saddest look in her eyes.
Today I was to make my own move and walk over to the little girl. As we all know a park full of strange people is not a place for young children to play alone.
As I began walking towards her I could see the back of the little girl's dress indicated a deformity. I figured that was the reason the people just passed by and made no effort to help.
As I got closer, the little girl slightly lowered her eyes to avoid my intent stare. I could see the shape of her back more clearly. It was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form. I smiled to let her know it was ok, I was there to help, to talk.
I sat down beside her and opened with a simple Hello. The little girl acted shocked and stammered a hi after a long stare into my eyes. I smiled and she shyly smiled back. We talked 'til darkness fell and the park was completely empty. Everyone was gone and we at once were alone.
I asked the girl why she was so sad. The little girl looked at me and with a sad face and said "Because I'm different." I immediately said "that you are!" and smiled.
The little girl acted even sadder, she said, "I know."
"Little girl," I said, "you remind me of an angel, sweet and innocent." She looked at me and smiled, slowly she stood to her feet, and said, "Really?" "Yes, ma'am, you're like a little guardian angel sent to watch over all those people walking by."
She nodded her head yes and smiled, and with that she spread her wings and said, "I am. I'm your guardian angel," with a twinkle in her eye.
I was speechless, sure I was seeing things.
She said, "For once you thought of someone other than yourself, my job here is done."
Immediately I stood to my feet and said, "Wait, so why did no one stop to help an angel?" She looked at me and smiled, "You're the only one who could see me, and you believe it in your heart." And She was gone.
And with that my life was changed dramatically. So, when you think you're all you have, remember, your angel is always watching over you.
Unknown author

Take care

In the name of God who has not begotten,nor has begotten.
Take care of Your Head:Take care of what you are thinking, what is coming as a thought in your mind, is it good, healthy, or something harmful or corrupt .Have you ever taken care how much do you waste your brain in foolish thoughts, how much do you waste yourself in day dreaming. How much brain you use in Sins pursuits.....Take care it is not free to use. You have to take care.with this brain you can contemplate and devise many beneficial things for you and all.You can ponder over the real cause of our anxiety and you can think how to raise the word of God in this world. Take care..........
Take care of Your ear:Take care that you do not listen to Lies, dirty talk, Backbiting, Slandering , Blasphemous language, Take care words travel through ears to your heart where they make an imprint. So always take care that you listen to right, true, and virtuous things. What you have to do is to take care ........
Take care of your eyes:Take care that your eyes do not see what is forbidden, Do not gaze at anyone for passion , Do not look at deprave and dirty films and sights.Your eyes are an Gift .Use it in purposeful pursuits.Do you know that there are alot of signs of God you have not seen with your eyes yet.....Take care that eyes see and send it to your brain and heart and then it spreads as a message and after words the it takes the shape of desire.....and then lust and then on and on an on....So all we have to do is to abstain from what is evil or Satanic, Forbidden, shameless, dirty , obscene.......If you do this my friend you will see the change in yourself , you will taste the sweetness of your Faith in your heart.......Oh My friends Just take care......Eyes are an Gift,,,,,,use it as God wants........Take care.
Take care of Tongue:Stop and think before you speak -One must think what is going to utter. It should not be slander, back biting, Lie, abusive language.Don't taste Nasty things.
Take care of Stomach:Take Care what you are eating. It should not be forbidden , unlawful.We should not let any forbidden food or drink to enter our stomach; It should not be made out of usury, interest The meat we eat should be properly slaughtered.Remember whatever is in-come is always the out-come. Take care of our Hands:Take care that you dont commit anything unlawful to anybody with your hands, Your hands are for the help to the poor and needy , God gave them to you to help His servants on the earth,He did not give you to misuse it and to insult and beat any one . Dont write nasty things, Don't pick up Nasty things. Don't play Nasty things or Games. Your hands are those which will can earn you Paradais or Hell. Take care Take care of your Legs: Take care your legs should not walk on the way which leads to Hell, Which goes against God. Don't walk on the way which takes and makes you far and far from God.Don't go for futile , foolish, and Unlawful activities .Legs can take you to a good place and places of learning and at the same they can take you to the places of corruption and is upto you to use it .Take care my Friends that it is boon from the good that when you take a single step , the other step is automatic. If you walk towards God you are closer then the first step automatically. Run towards God .Take care. Take care of your Wealth-Wake:Take care that wealth is wealth, Don't waste it foolishly.....Look at your surroundings. A lot of people are unable to make both ends meet. In Africa People are dying out of hunger and thirst......Lacs of people are starving........The whole world is doing strenuous labour to earn a livelihood .......and we .....are wasting our hard earned money just like that......Remember me friends you will be asked.....about your wealth from where you accumulated it and to where you utilized it.......Never never be extravagant Don't waste our wealth.Always think how to make the best of your wealth. Invest it in lawful , proper and healthy places and its better invest it for your eternal life...........Remember some of your pocket money is someone's whole month Salary ........Someone runs his family with the money you spend in a day.............It is money it is wealth , An Gift.....given to you by God ......Take care......where are you spending it......isn't it in something unlawful,,,,,,,,isn't it something which The God does not like....... Take care........ Take care of your Parents:Take care of your parents.They are the blessings of God.Keep them happy with your words and action. Don't say a single word of disobedience and insult to them. If you wish to make God Happy ,then make your parents happier.Take care of them especially when they are old. They took all the pains when you were just nothing. You were toy in their hands and they made and shaped you.what you say,Good or Bad whatever you are ,you should be grateful to those who are you called you mother and father.Look at the face of your mother. You resemble so much with your mother.Have a look at your father. You take after your father. They smile when they see you . They feel cool at their heart when they see you smiling. So great and selfless these two are. For the Sake of God care of these two. Your Paradiase and Hell is not far .It is very close to you. My friends just take care of these two............ At last my friends......Take care of your self.......You are not a beast, You are not a insect....You are not a virus......You are the slave of God ..........You are not a just like that type of guy or gal........You are something which the world is waiting for.......Where are you lost My friends.......The world is waiting for you............Don't waste yourself.......Just take care........of yourself and everything you have.......
Just take care

A prayer

You never know when God is going to bless you!! Good things happen when you least expect them to !!!!!!!!
Dear God, I thank You for this day. I thank You for my being able to see and to hear this morning. I'm blessed because You are a forgiving God and an understanding God. You have done so much for me and You keep on blessing me. Forgive me this day for everything I have done, said or thought that was not pleasing to you..
I ask now for Your forgiveness. Please keep me safe from all danger and harm. Help me to start this day with a new attitude and plenty of gratitude. Let me make the best of each and every day to clear my mind so that I can hear from You. Please broaden my mind that I can accept all things. Let me not whine and whimper over things I have no control over. And It's the best response when I'm pushed beyond my limits.
I know that when I can't pray, You listen to my heart. Continue to use me to do Your will. Continue to bless me that I may be a blessing to others. Keep me strong that I may help the weak... Keep me uplifted that I may have words of encouragement for others. I pray for those that are lost and can't find their way. I pray for those that are misjudged and misunderstood. I pray for those who don't know You intimately. I pray for those that will delete this without sharing it with others. I pray for those that don't believe.
But I thank you that I believe. I believe that God is One. He is without an origin or end. He has no father or mother, wife or son. He is without a body or form. Nothing resembles Him. Neither the eye can behold Him, nor the power of thinking can conceive Him. He is above all that you can imagine. He is nearer to you than your own self.He changes people and things. I pray for all my sisters and brothers. For each and every family member in their households. I pray for peace, love and joy in their homes that they are out of debt and all their needs are met. I pray that every eye that reads this knows there is no problem, circumstance, or situation greater than God. Every battle is in Your hands for You to fight.
I pray that these words be received into the hearts of every eye that sees it. God I love you and I need you, come into my heart- thanks lord; you will make a way us... Amen!!!