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    Thumbs up Chopsticks !!!

    A woman who had worked all her life to bring about good was granted one wish, “Before I die let me visit both hell and heaven.” Her wish was granted.


    She was whisked off to a great banqueting hall. The tables were piled high with delicious food and drink. Around the tables sat miserable, starving people as wretched as could be.


    “Why are they like this?” she asked the angel who accompanied her.


    “Look at their arms,” the angel replied.


    She looked and saw that attached to the people’s arms were long chopsticks secured above the elbow. Unable to bend their elbows, the people aimed the chopsticks at the food, missed every time and sat hungry, frustrated and miserable.


    “Indeed this is hell! Take me away from here!”


    She was then whisked off to heaven. Again she found herself in a great banqueting hall with tables piled high. Around the tables sat people laughing, contented, joyful.


    “No chopsticks I suppose,” she said.


    “Oh yes there are. Look, just as in hell they are long and attached above the elbow but look, here people have learnt to feed one another”.

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    Everyone will go thru some hard times at some point. Life isn't easy. Just something to think about...

    1. Did you know the people that are the strongest are usually the most sensitive? ? ?

    2. Did you know the people who exhibit the most kindness are the first to get mistreated?

    3. Did you know the ones who take care of others all the time are usually the ones who need it the most?

    4. Did you know the 3 hardest things to say are I love you, I'm sorry, and Help me.

    Sometimes just because a person looks happy, you have to look past their smile and see how much pain they may be in. To all my friends who are going through some issues right now--Let's start an intention avalanche. We all need positive intentions right now. If I don't see your name, I'll understand. May I ask my friends wherever you might be, to kindly copy and paste this status for one hour to give a moment of support to all those who have family problems, health struggles, job issues, worries of any kind and just need to know that someone cares. Do it for all of us, for nobody is immune. I hope to see this on the walls of all my friends just for moral support. I know some will!! I did it for my friend and you can too. You have to COPY & PASTE this one

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    Thumbs up To all... Daughter-in-Laws and Mother-in-Laws !

    A long time ago in China, a girl named Li-Li got married and went to live with her husband and mother-in-law.


    In a very short time, Li-Li found that she couldn’t get along with her mother-in-law at all. Their personalities were very different, and Li-Li was angered by many of her mother-in-law’s habits. In addition, she criticized Li-Li constantly.


    Days passed days, and weeks passed weeks. Li-Li and her mother-in-law never stopped arguing and fighting. But what made the situation even worse was that, according to ancient Chinese tradition, Li-Li had to bow to her mother-in-law and obey her every wish. All the anger and unhappiness in the house was causing the poor husband great distress.


    Finally, Li-Li could not stand her mother-in-law’s bad temper and dictatorship any longer, and she decided to do something about it.


    Li-Li went to see her father’s good friend, Mr. Huang, who sold herbs. She told him the situation and asked if he would give her some poison so that she could solve the problem once and for all. Mr. Huang thought for a while, and finally said, “Li-Li, I will help you solve your problem, but you must listen to me and obey what I tell you.”


    Li-Li said, “Yes, Mr. Huang, I will do whatever you tell me to do.” Mr. Huang went into the back room, and returned in a few minutes with a package of herbs.


    He told Li-Li, “You can’t use a quick-acting poison to get rid of your mother-in-law, because that would cause people to become suspicious. Therefore, I have given you a number of herbs that will slowly build up poison in her body. Every other day prepare some delicious meal and put a little of these herbs in her serving. Now, in order to make sure that nobody suspects you when she dies, you must be very careful to act very friendly towards her. Don’t argue with her, obey her every wish, and treat her like a queen.”


    Li-Li was so happy. She thanked Mr. Huang and hurried home to start her plot of murdering her mother-in-law.


    Weeks went by, months went by, and every other day, Li-Li served the specially treated food to her mother-in-law. She remembered what Mr. Huang had said about avoiding suspicion, so she controlled her temper, obeyed her mother-in-law, and treated her like her own mother. After six months had passed, the whole household had changed.


    Li-Li had practiced controlling her temper so much that she found that she almost never got mad or upset. She hadn’t had an argument in six months with her mother-in-law, who now seemed much kinder and easier to get along with.


    The mother-in-law’s attitude toward Li-Li changed, and she began to love Li-Li like her own daughter. She kept telling friends and relatives that Li-Li was the best daughter-in-law one could ever find. Li-Li and her mother-in-law were now treating each other like a real mother and daughter.


    Li-Li’s husband was very happy to see what was happening.


    One day, Li-Li came to see Mr. Huang and asked for his help again. She said, “Mr. Huang, please help me to stop the poison from killing my mother-in-law! She’s changed into such a nice woman, and I love her like my own mother. I do not want her to die because of the poison I gave her.”


    Mr. Huang smiled and nodded his head. “Li-Li, there’s nothing to worry about. I never gave you any poison. The herbs I gave you were vitamins to improve her health. The only poison was in your mind and your attitude toward her, but that has been all washed away by the love which you gave to her.”

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    A merchant sent his son to learn the secret of happiness from the wisest of men.


    The young man wandered through the desert for forty days until he reached a beautiful castle at the top of a mountain. There lived the sage that the young man was looking for.


    However, instead of finding a holy man, our hero entered a room and saw a great deal of activity; merchants coming and going, people chatting in the corners, a small orchestra playing sweet melodies, and there was a table laden with the most delectable dishes of that part of the world.


    The wise man talked to everybody, and the young man had to wait for two hours until it was time for his audience.


    With considerable patience, the Sage listened attentively to the reason for the boy’s visit, but told him that at that moment he did not have the time to explain to him the Secret of Happiness.


    He suggested that the young man take a stroll around his palace and come back in two hours’ time.


    “However, I want to ask you a favor,” he added, handling the boy a teaspoon, in which he poured two drops of oil. “While you walk, carry this spoon and don’t let the oil spill.”


    The young man began to climb up and down the palace staircases, always keeping his eyes fixed on the spoon. At the end of two hours he returned to the presence of the wise man.


    “So,” asked the sage, “did you see the Persian tapestries hanging in my dining room? Did you see the garden that the Master of Gardeners took ten years to create? Did you notice the beautiful parchments in my library?”


    Embarrassed, the young man confessed that he had seen nothing. His only concern was not to spill the drops of oil that the wise man had entrusted to him.


    “So, go back and see the wonders of my world,” said the wise man. “You can’t trust a man if you don’t know his house.”


    Now more at ease, the young man took the spoon and strolled again through the palace, this time paying attention to all the works of art that hung from the ceiling and walls. He saw the gardens, the mountains all around the palace, the delicacy of the flowers, the taste with which each work of art was placed in its niche. Returning to the sage, he reported in detail all that he had seen.


    “But where are the two drops of oil that I entrusted to you?” – asked the Sage.


    Looking down at the spoon, the young man realized that he had spilled the oil.


    Well, that is the only advice I have to give you,” said the sage of sages. “The Secret of Happiness lies in looking at all the wonders of the world and never forgetting the two drops of oil in the spoon and that is The Secret of Happiness.”

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    awesome ... beautful innovative
    thread .. . & good thought . .. .. rep
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    interesting and inspiring stories .. tks for posting bro...

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    It was the coldest winter ever. Many animals died because of the cold.


    The hedgehogs, realizing the situation, decided to group together to keep warm. This way they covered and protected themselves; but the quills of each one wounded their closest companions.


    After awhile, they decided to distance themselves one from the other and they began to die, alone and frozen. So they had to make a choice: either accept the quills of their companions or disappear from the Earth.


    Wisely, they decided to go back to being together. They learned to live with the little wounds caused by the close relationship with their companions in order to receive the heat that came from the others. This way they were able to survive.






    The best relationship is not the one that brings together perfect people, but when each individual learns to live with the imperfections of others and can admire the other person’s good qualities !!!

    Have a nice weekend !!!

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    These are some of the lessons you might learn…If a dog was your teacher :-)



    • When loved ones come home, always run to greet them
    • Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride
    • Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face,
    • to be pure ecstasy
    • When it’s in your best interest,
    • practice obedience
    • Let others know when they’ve invaded your territory
    • Take naps and stretch before rising
    • Run romp and play daily
    • Thrive on attention and let people touch you
    • Avoid biting, when a simple growl will do
    • On warm days stop to lie on your back on the grass
    • On hot days drink lots of water and lay under a shady tree
    • When you’re happy dance around and wag your entire body
    • No matter how often you’re scolded,
    • don’t buy into the guilt thing and pout,
    • run right back and make friends
    • Delight in the simple joy of a long walk
    • Eat with gusto and enthusiasm
    • Stop when you have had enough
    • Be loyal
    • Never pretend to be something you’re not
    • If what you want lies buried,
    • dig until you find it
    • When someone is having a bad day,

    be silent….
    …sit close by
    …and nuzzle them gently.

    Have a superb weekend !!! :deal.


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    A master was strolling through a field of wheat when a disciple came up to him and asked, “I can’t tell which is the true path. What’s the secret?”



    “What does that ring on your right hand mean?” – asked the master.


    “My father gave it to me before dying.”


    “Well, give it to me.”


    The disciple obeyed, and the master tossed the ring into the middle of the field of wheat.


    “Now what?” – shouted the disciple.


    “Now I have to stop doing everything I was doing to look for the ring! It’s important to me!”


    “When you find it, remember this: You yourself answered the question you asked me. That is how you tell the true path: It is more important than all the rest.”

    Happy Sunday

    Have a nice weekend !!!

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    Two traveling angels:


    Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family.



    The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion’s guest room. Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement.


    As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it. When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, “Things aren’t always what they seem.”


    The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife.


    After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night’s rest. When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears. Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field.


    The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel, “How could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him.” – she accused. “The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let the cow die.”


    “Things aren’t always what they seem.” – the older angel replied.


    “When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn’t find it. Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him the cow instead. Things aren’t always what they seem.”


    Sometimes that is exactly what happens when things don’t turn out the way they should. If you have faith, you just need to trust that every outcome is always to your advantage. You might not know it until some time later…

    Should you find it hard to get to sleep tonight,
    remember the homeless family who has no bed to lie in.

    Should you find yourself stuck in traffic, don’t despair,
    there are people in this world for whom driving is an unheard-of privilege.

    Should you have a bad day at work,
    think of the man who has been out of work for many months struggling to feed his family.

    Should you notice a new gray hair in the mirror,
    think of the cancer patient in chemo who wishes she had hair to examine.

    Should you find yourself at a loss and pondering what is life all about, asking, “What is my purpose?”, be thankful, there are those who didn’t live long enough to get the opportunity.


    Have a blessed weekend !!!
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    The Vietnam War broke out. Followed the heart, the young husband joined the military and sacrificed his life leaving behind his wife and kids.


    Life postwar was very hard, often with not enough food to eat. Still young and beautiful, the wife refused to remarry and dedicated her entire life to raise her kids with the best possible care and education.


    An opportunity came, the first born son immigrated to America, studied hard and became a NASA Engineer having a good life.


    The son sent home letters often, together with much money for mom to spend, however, Christmas after Christmas, New Year after New Year, with the many excuses, the son stubbornly refused to travel home to visit mom.


    When the mother died, the son returned and organized a big funeral but people did not see him shredding tear.


    Mother left behind a chest that she always placed at the top of her bed. During the funeral, the son opened the chest and suddenly bursted into tears, sobbed, embraced his mother’s coffin and screamed hysterically, “Mom! Mom!”


    Everyone looked at each other and looked at the chest. It was full of $100 dollar bills and a piece of paper.


    In it read, “Son, I don’t spend too much money. I miss you a lot. Every time I hear a motorcycle passing by, I run out the door but it wasn’t my son. I saved this money for you in case when you get sick.”

    That my friends is Mother's love, who's got no match in the entire world !!!

    For all mothers this Friday... Have a fantastic weekend !!!

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    Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling.

    The new baby was going be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in Mommy’s tummy. He was building a bond of love with his little sister before he even met her.

    The pregnancy progressed normally for K
    aren, an active member of the the Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee, USA.

    In time, the labor pains came. Soon it was every five minutes, every three, every minute. But serious complications arose during delivery and Karen found herself in hours of labor.

    Finally, after a long struggle, Michael’s little sister was born. But she was in very serious condition. With a siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushed the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary’s Hospital, Knoxville, Tennessee.

    The days inched by. The little girl got worse. The pediatrician had to tell the parents there was very little hope. Be prepared for the worst. Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a burial plot. They had fixed up a special room in their house for their new baby they found themselves having to plan for a funeral.

    Michael, however, kept begging his parents to let him see his sister. “I want to sing to her,” he kept saying.

    Week two in intensive care looked as if a funeral would come before the week was over. Michael kept nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care.

    Karen decided to take Michael whether they liked it or not. If he didn’t see his sister right then, he may never see her alive. She dressed him in an oversized scrub suit and marched him into ICU. He looked like a walking laundry basket.

    The head nurse recognized him as a child and bellowed, “Get that kid out of here now. No children are allowed.”

    The mother rose up strong in Karen and the usually mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed right into the head nurse’s eyes, her lips a firm line, “He is not leaving until he sings to his sister.”

    Then Karen towed Michael to his sister’s bedside. He gazed at the tiny infant losing the battle to live. After a moment, he began tossing. In the pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sang:

    “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray.”

    Instantly the baby girl seemed to respond. The pulse rate began to calm down and became steady.

    “Keep on singing, Michael,” encouraged Karen with tears in her eyes.

    “You never know, dear, how much I love you, please don’t take my sunshine away.”

    As Michael sang to his sister, the baby’s ragged, strained breathing became as smooth as a kitten’s purr. “Keep on singing, sweetheart.”

    “The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms”.

    Michael’s little sister began to relax as rest, healing rest, seemed to sweep over her. “Keep singing, Michael.” Tears had now conquered the face of the bossy head nurse. Karen glowed.

    “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don’t take my sunshine away…”

    The next day,…the very next day…the little girl was well enough to go home.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    Never give up on the people you love. Love is so incredibly powerful.

    - The Woman’s Day Magazine called it, “the miracle of a brother’s song”.
    - The medical staff called it a miracle.
    - Karen called it a miracle of God’s love.

    This is a true story happened in 1992 in Tennessee, USA. The baby girl’s name is Marlee (picture on the right). As of 2012, Marlee is 20 years old and she thinks she is normal like any other girl.





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    Some bonds are heavenly...............
    let it rain over me....

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    Thumbs up Christmas miracle – real story !!!

    This is a real Christmas miracle story, happened in December 1997 in Wisconsin, USA.

    A little girl named Sarah had leukemia and was not expected to live to see Christmas. Her brother and grandmother went to the mall to ask Mark Lenonard who was a professional Santa Claus to visit the hospital to give Sarah the gift of hope through encouragement and paryer.

    A year later Sarah surprised Santa by showing up at the mall where he worked. Here goes the story.




    A little boy and his grandmother came to see Santa at The Mayfair Mall in Wisconsin. The child climbed up on santa’s lap, holding a picture of a little girl.


    “Who is this?” – asked Santa, smiling. “Your friend? Your sister?”


    “Yes, Santa.” – he replied.


    “My sister, Sarah, who is very sick.” – he said sadly.


    Santa glanced over at the grandmother who was waiting nearby and saw her dabbing her eyes with a tissue.


    “She wanted to come with me to see you, oh, so very much, Santa!” – the child exclaimed.
    “She misses you.” – he added softly.


    Santa tried to be cheerful and encouraged a smile to the boy’s face, asking him what he wanted Santa to bring him for Christmas.


    When they finished their visit, the grandmother came over to help the child off his lap, and started to say something to Santa, but halted.


    “What is it?” – Santa asked warmly.


    “Well, I know it’s really too much to ask you, Santa, but ..” – the old woman began, shooing her grandson over to one of Santa’s elves to collect the little gift which Santa gave all his young visitors.


    “The girl in the photograph… my granddaughter well, you see … she has leukemia and isn’t expected to make it even through the holidays.” – she said through tear-filled eyes.


    “Is there anyway, Santa, any possible way that you could come see Sarah? That’s all she’s asked for, for Christmas, is to see Santa.”


    Santa blinked and swallowed hard and told the woman to leave information with his elves as to where Sarah was, and he would see what he could do. Santa thought of little else the rest of that afternoon. He knew what he had to do.


    “What if it were MY child lying in that hospital bed, dying?” – he thought with a sinking heart, “This is the least I can do.”


    When Santa finished visiting with all the boys and girls that evening, he retrieved from his helper the name of the hospital where Sarah was staying. He asked Rick, the assistant location manager how to get to Children’s Hospital.


    “Why?” – Rick asked, with a puzzled look on his face.


    Santa relayed to him the conversation with Sarah’s grandmother earlier that day.


    “Common….I’ll take you there.” – Rick said softly. Rick drove them to the hospital and came inside with Santa. They found out which room Sarah was in. A pale Rick said he would wait out in the hall.


    Santa quietly peeked into the room through the half-closed door and saw little Sarah on the bed.


    The room was full of what appeared to be her family; there was the grandmother and the girl’s brother he had met earlier that day. A woman whom he guessed was Sarah’s mother stood by the bed, gently pushing Sarah’s thin hair off her forehead.


    And another woman who he discovered later was Sarah’s aunt, sat in a chair near the bed with a weary, sad look on her face. They were talking quietly, and Santa could sense the warmth and closeness of the family, and their love and concern for Sarah.


    Taking a deep breath, and forcing a smile on his face, Santa entered the room, bellowing a hearty, “Ho, ho, ho!”


    “Santa!” – shrieked little Sarah weakly, as she tried to escape her bed to run to him.


    Santa rushed to her side and gave her a warm hug. A child the tender age of his own son — 9 years old — gazed up at him with wonder and excitement.


    Her skin was pale and her short tresses bore telltale bald patches from the effects of chemotherapy. But all he saw when he looked at her was a pair of huge, blue eyes. His heart melted, and he had to force himself to choke back tears.


    Though his eyes were riveted upon Sarah’s face, he could hear the gasps and quiet sobbing of the women in the room.


    As he and Sarah began talking, the family crept quietly to the bedside one by one, squeezing Santa’s shoulder or his hand gratefully, whispering “Thank you” as they gazed sincerely at him with shining eyes.


    Santa and Sarah talked and talked, and she told him excitedly all the toys she wanted for Christmas, assuring him she’d been a very good girl that year.


    As their time together dwindled, Santa felt led in his spirit to pray for Sarah, and asked for permission from the girl’s mother. She nodded in agreement and the entire family circled around Sarah’s bed, holding hands.


    Santa looked intensely at Sarah and asked her if she believed in angels, “Oh, yes, Santa… I do!” – she exclaimed.


    “Well, I’m going to ask that angels watch over you.” – he said.


    Laying one hand on the child’s head, Santa closed his eyes and prayed. He asked that God touch little Sarah, and heal her body from this disease.


    He asked that angels minister to her, watch and keep her. And when he finished praying, still with eyes closed, he started singing, softly, “Silent Night, Holy Night…. all is calm, all is bright…”


    The family joined in, still holding hands, smiling at Sarah, and crying tears of hope, tears of joy for this moment, as Sarah beamed at them all.


    When the song ended, Santa sat on the side of the bed again and held Sarah’s frail, small hands in his own.


    “Now, Sarah,” – he said authoritatively, “you have a job to do, and that is to concentrate on getting well. I want you to have fun playing with your friends this summer, and I expect to see you at my house at Mayfair Mall this time next year!”


    He knew it was risky proclaiming that to this little girl who had terminal cancer, but he ‘had’ to. He had to give her the greatest gift he could — not dolls or games or toys — but the gift of HOPE.


    “Yes, Santa!” – Sarah exclaimed, her eyes bright. He leaned down and kissed her on the forehead and left the room.


    Out in the hall, the minute Santa’s eyes met Rick’s, a look passed between them and they wept unashamed.


    Sarah’s mother and grandmother slipped out of the room quickly and rushed to Santa’s side to thank him.


    “My only child is the same age as Sarah.” – he explained quietly. “This is the least I could do.”


    They nodded with understanding and hugged him.


    One year later, Santa Mark was again back on the set in Milwaukee for his six-week, seasonal job which he so loves to do. Several weeks went by and then one day a child came up to sit on his lap.


    “Hi, Santa! Remember me?!”


    “Of course, I do.” – Santa proclaimed (as he always does), smiling down at her. After all, the secret to being a ‘good’ Santa is to always make each child feel as if they are the ‘only’ child in the world at that moment.


    “You came to see me in the hospital last year!”


    Santa’s jaw dropped. Tears immediately sprang in his eyes, and he grabbed this little miracle and held her to his chest.


    “Sarah!” – he exclaimed. He scarcely recognized her, for her hair was long and silky and her cheeks were rosy — much different from the little girl he had visited just a year before.


    He looked over and saw Sarah’s mother and grandmother in the sidelines smiling and waving and wiping their eyes.


    That was the best Christmas ever for Santa Claus.


    He had witnessed –and been blessed to be instrumental in bringing about — this miracle of hope. This precious little child was healed. Cancer-free. Alive and well. He silently looked up to Heaven and humbly whispered, “Thank you, Father. ‘Tis a very, Merry Christmas!”


    Have a fantastic weekend !!!

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    When I was a boy growing up we had several gardens around our old house. The largest one of all was used just for growing potatoes.


    I can still remember those potato planting days. The whole family helped. After my Dad had tilled the soil, my Mom, brothers, and I went to work. It was my job to drop the little seed potatoes in the rows while my Mom dropped handfuls of fertilizer beside them. My brothers then covered them all with the freshly turned earth.


    For months afterward I would glance over at the garden while I played outside and wonder what was going on underneath the ground. When the harvest time came I was amazed at the huge size of the potatoes my Dad pulled out of the soil. Those little seedlings had grown into bushels and bushels of sweet sustenance. They would be turned into meal after meal of baked potatoes, mashed potatoes, fried potatoes, and my personal favorite: potatoes slowed cooked in spaghetti sauce. They would keep the entire family well fed throughout the whole year. It truly was a miracle to behold.


    Thinking back on those special times makes me wonder how many other seeds I have planted in this life that have grown unseen in the hearts and minds of others. How many times has God used some little thing that I said or did to grow something beautiful? How many times has Heaven used these little seedlings to provide another’s soul with sweet sustenance?


    Every single day of our lives we step out into the garden of this world.
    Every single day we plant seeds that can grow into something wonderful.
    We may never see the growth that comes from the kind words or loving acts we share but God does.
    I hope then that you always tend the garden around you with care.
    I hope that you plant only goodness, peace, and compassion in the lives of everyone you meet.
    I hope that everyday you help miracles to grow.

    Wishing you a Happy Weekend !!!

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