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..TAKE THE TIME TO LIVE!DO NOT VALUE THE THINGSYOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE, BUT VALUEWHO YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE!Have A Great DayHugsssDon
Hugs From Heaven When you feel a gentle breezeCaress you when you sighIt's a hug sent from HeavenFrom a loved one way up highIf a soft and tender raindropLands upon your noseThey've added a small kissAs fragile as a roseIf a song you hear fills youWith a feeling of sweet loveIt's a hug sent from HeavenFrom someone special up aboveIf you awaken in the morningTo a bluebird's chirping songIt's music sent from HeavenTo cheer you all day longIf tiny little snowflakesLand upon your faceIt's a hug sent from HeavenTrimmed with Angel laceSo keep the joy in your heartIf you're lonely my dear friendHugs that are sent from HeavenA broken heart will mend Have A Great DayHugssssssssssssDon
Have a Fantastic TuesdayI hope your Tuesday is filled with smilesDon't forget to stop and smell the roses on your journey through this dayHave A Awesome DayI hope Your Day Is filled with the Love of GodHave an awesome DayHugsssssssssssssDon
The Starfish I awoke early, as I often did, just before sunrise, to walk by the ocean's edge and greet the new day. As I moved through the morning dawn, I focused on a faint, far away motion. I saw a youth, bending and reaching and flailing arms, dancing on the beach, no doubt in celebration of the perfect day soon to begin. As I approached, I realized that the youth was not dancing to the bay, but rather bending to sift through the debris left by the night's tide, stopping now and then to pick up starfish and then standing, to heave it back into the sea. I asked the youth the purpose of the effort."The tide has washed the starfish onto the beach and they cannot return to the sea by themselves," the youth replied."When the sun rises, they will die, unless I throw them back into the sea." As the youth explained, I surveyed the vast expanse of beach, stretching in both directions beyond eyesight. Starfish littered the shore in numbers beyond calculation. The hopelessness of the youth's plan became clear to me and I countered,"But there are more starfish on this beach than you can ever save before the sun is up. Surely you cannot expect to make a difference." The youth paused briefly to consider my words, bent to pick up a starfish and threw it as far as possible. Turning to me he simply said, "I made a difference to that ONE."Have a Great WeekendHugsssssssDon
There was a group of women in a Bible Study on the book of Malachi. As they were studying chapter three, they came across verse three, which says:"He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver."This verse puzzled the women and they wondered what this statement meant about the character and nature of God. One of the women offered to find out the process of refining silver and get back to the group at their next Bible Study. That week, this woman called up a silversmith and made an appointment to watch him at work.She didn't mention anything about the reason for her interest beyond her curiosity about the process of refining silver. As she watched the silversmith, he held a piece of silver over the fire and let it heat up. He explained that in refining silver, one needed to hold the silver in the middle of the fire where the flames were hottest as to burn away all the impurities.The woman thought about God holding us in such a hot spot then she thought again about the verse, that"He sits as a refiner and purifier of silver." She asked the silversmith if it was true that he had to sit there in front of the fire the whole time the silver was being refined. The man answered that yes, he not only had to sit there holding the silver, but he had to keep his eyes on the silver the entire time it was in the fire. If the silver was left a moment too long in the flames, it would be destroyed.The woman was silent for a moment. Then she asked the silversmith, how do you know when the silver is fully refined? He smiled at her and answered,"Oh, that's easy - when I see my image in it."If today you are feeling the heat of the fire, remember that God has His eye on you and will keep watching you until He sees His image in you.Have A Great DayHugsssssssDon
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