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This MomentI may never see tomorrow,there is no written guarantee.And things that happened yesterday,belong to History.I cannot predict the future,I cannot change the past.I have just the present moment,I must treat it as my last.I must use this moment wisely,for it will soon pass away.And be lost to me forever,as part of yesterday. I must exercise compassion,help the fallen to their feet.Be a friend unto the friendless,make an empty life complete The unkind things I do today,may never be undone.And friendship that I fail to win,may never more be won. I may not have another chanceon bended knees to pray.And thank God with humble heart,for giving me this day.Have A great DayHugsssssssDon

SING AS THE BIRDS SINGOh, how sweet the music of the birdsThat chirp and sing in early morn.They make a melody without wordsAnd make me glad I was born.Let's all sing as the birds singAnd make a glad noise.Let our happy voices ringAnd tell of our many joys.If one bird falls upon the groundThe one who created it knows.Wings He gives them to fly aroundSeeds and berries for them grows.If so much for a bird, He caresHe cares more for you and me.We know He hears our prayersOur troubles He can surely see.Each time you begin to hearThe sweet music of the birds.You can know that God is nearAnd speaks to us without words.Norma Jean Duncan, Princeton, WVHave A Great DayHugssssssssssssDon

The Heart Of It AllFlowers splash with color,Perfect treasures of art.More than a feast for the eyes,Their beauty reaches the heart.The sunset is a paintingFar beyond all works of men.And it also speaks of hopeTo all who will stop and listen.All of nature is a giftWaiting to be unraveled,Filled with hidden roads for soulsThat are ready to be traveled.And behind this beauty there isSomeone at the heart of it all--Behold! There stands the Creator,Waiting for us to hear His call!Copyright © by Benjamin Graber Have A Great DayHugssssssssDon

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Sand and StoneTWO FRIENDS WERE WALKINGTHROUGH THE DESERT.DURING SOME POINT OF THEJOURNEY, THEY HAD ANARGUMENT; A ND ONE FRIENDSLAPPED THE OTHER ONEIN THE FACE.THE ONE WHO GOT SLAPPEDWAS HURT, BUT WITHOUTSAYING ANYTHING,WROTE IN THE SAND:TODAY MY BEST FRIENDSLAPPED ME IN THE FACE.THEY KEPT ON WALKING,UNTIL THEY FOUND AN OASIS,WHERE THEY DECIDEDTO TAKE A BATHTHE ONE WHO HAD BEENSLAPPED GOT STUCK IN THEMIRE ! AND STARTED DROWNING,BUT THE FRIEND SAVED HIM.AFTER HE RECOVERED FROMTHE NEAR DROWNING,HE WROTE ON A STONE:'TODAY MY BEST FRIENDSAVED MY LIFE '.THE FRIEND WHO HAD SLAPPEDAND SAVED HIS BEST FRIENDASKED HIM, 'AFTER I HURT YOU,YOU WROTE IN THE SAND AND NOW,YOU WRITE ON A STONE, WHY?'THE FRIEND REPLIED'WHEN SOMEONE HURTS USWE SHOULD WRITE IT DOWNIN SAND, WHERE WINDS OFFORGIVENESS CAN ERASE IT AWAY.BUT, WHEN SOMEONE DOESSOMETHING GOOD FOR US,WE MUST ENGRAVE IT IN STONEWHERE NO WINDCAN EVER ERASE IT.'LEARN TO WRITEYOUR HURTS INT HE SAND AND TOCA RVE YOURBENEFITS IN STONE.THEY SAY IT TAKES AMINUTE TO FIND A SPECIALPERSON, AN HOUR TOAPPRECIATE THEM, A DAYTO LOVE THEM, BUT THENAN ENTIRE LIFETO FORGET THEM..SEND THIS TOTHE PEOPLE YOU'LL NEVERFORGET..I JUST DID..IF YOU DON'TSEND IT TO ANYONE,IT MEANS YOU'RE IN AHURRY AND THAT YOU'VEFORGOTTEN YOUR FRIENDS.TAKE THE TIME TO LIVE!DO NOT VALUE THE THINGSYOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE, BUT VALUEWHO YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE!AND IF I HAPPEN TO GET IT BACK,THEN I KNOW MY PLACE IN YOUR LIFE

Our Gifts Are For EncouragingHelp us Lord to see ourselvesThrough your loving eyesTo see what you see in usAnd to come to realizeThat everything that we possessComes directly from youThe gifts, the talents you've placed withinAre there for us to useTo reach with hope to those that hurtTo those who've lost their wayIt's your gifts Lord, they're not our ownSo take them Lord we prayAnd use them for your glorySo others may be blessedAnd have their spirits liftedAnd their souls also refreshedSo they can then be challengedTo seek more after youTo be much more empoweredFor what ever they may doFor each of us have talentsThat God has placed withinSo we can encourage othersTo have a closer walk with HimAnd as we encourage anotherWe can be encouraged ourselvesFor there needs to be a continual flowAnd a continual pouring outAnd as we do this we will findInsecurities will disappearAnd we'll be strengthened in His loveTo overcome our fears.© By M.S.LowndesHave A Great DayHugssssssssssDon

This MomentI may never see tomorrow,there is no written guarantee.And things that happened yesterday,belong to History.I cannot predict the future,I cannot change the past.I have just the present moment,I must treat it as my last.I must use this moment wisely,for it will soon pass away.And be lost to me forever,as part of yesterday. I must exercise compassion,help the fallen to their feet.Be a friend unto the friendless,make an empty life complete The unkind things I do today,may never be undone.And friendship that I fail to win,may never more be won. I may not have another chanceon bended knees to pray.And thank God with humble heart,for giving me this day.Have A great DayHugsssssssDon

The BridgeAn Old Man Came down the Road of Life,to a Chasm Wide and DeepHe Spent Much Time on the Downward Climb,Then Scaled the Walls So Steepand When He Got to the Other Side,He Set to Build a BridgeHe'd Build it Safe and Strong,So it Would Span from Ridge to RidgeHe Labored on to Build it Strongwith Sturdy Beams and Piersto Span Life's Deep Dark Valleysand It's Swirling River of TearsAnd When He Finished . . .Standing near . . .Another Pilgrim Asked?"Old Man" Please Tell Me Why, You Thoughtto Choose this Awesome Task!Your Life's near Spent and Yet You've LentMuch Time to Do this ChoreYou'll Travel Not Again this PathBefore Life Shuts the DoorThe Old Man Said . . ."I Build Not Thusfor Thee or Me to CrossI Build So Other's ComingMight Not Suffer Any LossThere Comes Not Far Behind this WaySome Day a Fair Haired YouthHe Comes with Hope and InspirationSeeking Love and Truthand When He Comes He May Not BePrepared to Climb or SwimI Build from Love Within My Heart ---I Build this Bridge for Him!So . . . If You Think I Am Foolish . . .and My Work Seems So Absurdthe Reason for this Bridge Is FoundWithin God's Holy WordHe Said, Do unto Othersas You Do Yourself Each Day" . . . . . . . .and I Just Heard Him Speak Again . . ."Old Man, You're Still Traveling the Right Way!"Poems by Ron BaronHave A Great DayHugssssssDon

A Priceless Giftby Helen Steiner Rice Friendship is a priceless giftThat can't be bought or sold,But its value is far greaterThan a mountain made of gold. For gold is cold and lifeless,It cannot see nor hear,And in your times of trouble,It is powerless to cheer. It has no ears to listen,No heart to understand.It cannot bring you comfortOr reach out a helping hand. So when you ask God for a gift,Be thankful that he sends,Not diamonds, pearls, or riches,But the love of a real, true friend.

Sparkles She likes sparkles.The mane of her horse Glints in the sunWhite like granite.Her shiny skirtsThrow specks on the wallsAs she twirls in the Fabric of her dress.She sits and admiresThe bubbles in her sodaAs they dance to the light of the open air.They rise as tiny, silver balloonsTickling the skin around her mouth.Her glossy, pink lips tingleAnd she laughs . . .The sound is prettierThan the jewels on her horse.It's shinier than The gold of her gownSpinning like a disco ball.And more dazzling than fireworksBursting into lifeFalling like shimmering rainOver a darkened sky.When she laughsShe sparkles