You will enjoy the new insights that Rick Warren has, with his wife now having cancer and him having "wealth" from the book sales.
This is an absolutely incredible short interview with Rick Warren,"Purpose Driven Life " author and pastor ofSaddleback Church in California.
In the interview by Paul Bradshaw with Rick Warren, Rick said:People ask me, What is the purpose of life? And I respond: In a nutshell, life is preparation for eternity. We were made to last forever, and God wants us to be with Him in Heaven.One day my heart is going to stop, and that will be the end of my body-- but not the end of me.I may live 60 to 100 years on earth, but I am going to spend trillions of years in eternity. This is the warm-up act - the dress rehearsal. God wants us to practice on earth what we will do forever in eternity.We were made by God and for God, and until you figure that out, life isn't going to make sense.Life is a series of problems: Either you are in one now, you're just coming out of one, or you're getting ready to go into another one.The reason for this is that God is more interested in your character than your comfort.God is more interested in making your life holy than He is in making your life happy.We can be reasonably happy here on earth, but that's not the goal of life. The goal is to grow in character, in Christ likeness.This past year has been the greatest year of my life but also the toughest, with my wife, Kay, getting cancer.I used to think that life was hills and valleys - you go through a d ark ti me, then you go to the mountaintop, back and forth. I don't believe that anymore.Rather than life being hills and valleys, I believe that it's kind of like two rails on a railroad track, and at all times you have something good and something bad in your life.No matter how good things are in your life, there is always something bad that needs to be worked on.And no matter how bad things are in your life, there is always something good you can thank God for.You can focus on your purposes, or you can focus on your problems.If you focus on your problems, you're going into self-centeredness,"which is my problem, my issues, my pain." But one of the easiest ways to get rid of pain is to get your focus off yourself and onto God and others.We discovered quickly that in spite of the prayers of hundreds of thousands of people, God was not going to heal Kay or make it easy for her.It has been very difficult for her, and yet God has streng thened her character, given her a ministry of helping other people, given her a testimony, drawn her closer to Him and to people.You have to learn to deal with both the good and the bad of life.Actually, sometimes learning to deal with the good is harder. For instance, this past year, all of a sudden, when the book sold 15 million copies, it made me instantly very wealthy.It also brought a lot of notoriety that I had never had to deal with before. I don't think God gives you money or notoriety for your own ego or for you to live a life of ease.So I began to ask God what He wanted me to do with this money, notoriety and influence. He gave me two different passages that helped me decide what to do, II Corinthians 9 and Psalm 72First, in spite of all the money coming in, we would not change our lifestyle one bit. We made no major purchases.Second, about midway through last year, I stopped taking a salary from the church.Third, we set up foundations to fund an initiative we call The Peace Plan to plant churches, equip leaders, assist the poor, care for the sick, and educate the next generation.Fourth, I added up all that the church had paid me in the 24 years since I started the church, and I gave it all back. It was liberating to be able to serve God for free.We need to ask ourselves: Am I going to live for possessions? Popularity?Am I going to be driven by pressures? Guilt? Bitterness? Materialism? Or am I going to be driven by God's purposes (for my life)?When I get up in the morning, I sit on the side of my bed and say, God, if I don't get anything else done today, I want to know You more and love You better. God didn't put me on earth just to fulfill a to-do list. He's more interested in what I am than what I do.That's why we're called human beings, not human doings.
Happy moments, PRAISE GOD.
Difficult moments, SEEK GOD.
Quiet moments, WORSHIP GOD.
Painful moments, TRUST GOD.
Every moment, THANK GOD.
NOW ... PLEASE SHARE THIS WITH YOUR FRIENDS!
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
ANDOY'S STORY
A FRIEND E-MAILED ME THIS AND I THOUGHT OF SHARING
IT TO ALL OF YOU . . TOUCHING . . .
SUBJECT: ANDOY'S STORY
SOMEWHERE IN MILAOR, CAMARINES SUR, PHILIPPINES THERE LIVED A FOURTH GRADER BOY NAMED ANDOY WHO WOULD FOLLOW THIS ROUTE TO SCHOOL EVERYDAY. HE HAS TO CROSS THE RUGGED PLAINS AND CROSS THE DANGEROUS HIGHWAY WHERE VEHICLES ARE RECKLESSLY DRIVING TO AND FROM. ONCE PASSED THIS HIGHWAY, THE BOY WOULD TAKE A SHORT CUT BY PASSING BY THE CHURCH EVERY MORNING JUST TO SAY HI TO JESUS, AND FAITHFULLY SAY HIS, "MAGANDANG UMAGA PO" IN BICOL DIALECT. A PRIEST, WHO WAS SO HAPPY TO FIND INNOCENCE SO UPLIFTING IN THE MORNING, WAS FAITHFULLY WATCHING THE BOY. "KAMUSTA ANDOY! PAPASOK KA NA?" "OPO PADRE..." HE WOULD FLASH HIS INNOCENT GRIN, THE PRIEST WOULD BE TOUCHED. THE PRIEST WAS SO CONCERNED THAT ONE DAY HE TALKED TO ANDOY, "FROM SCHOOL...", HE ADVISED "DO NOT CROSS THE HIGHWAY, YOU CAN PASS THROUGH THE CHURCH AND I CAN ACCOMPANY YOU TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROAD...THAT WAY I CAN SEE THAT YOU ARE HOME SAFE. "THANK YOU FATHER." "WHY DON'T YOU GO HOME? WHY DO YOU STAY IN THIS CHURCH RIGHT AFTER SCHOOL?", "I JUST WANT TO SAY ,"HI" TO MY FRIEND, JESUS,"THE PRIEST WOULD LEAVE THE BOY TO SPEND TIME BESIDE THE ALTAR, TALKING BY HIMSELF, BUT THE PRIEST HID BEHIND THE ALTAR TO LISTEN TO WHAT THIS BOY HAS TO SAY TO HIS HEAVENLY FATHER. "YOU KNOW MY MATH EXAM WAS PRETTY BAD TODAY, BUT I DID NOT CHEAT - ALTHOUGH MY SEATMATE IS BULLYING ME FOR NOTES...I ATE ONE CRACKER AND DRANK MY WATER, ITAY HAD A BAD SEASON AND ALL I CAN EAT IS THIS CRACKER. THANK YOU FOR THIS! I SAW A POOR KITTEN THAT WAS HUNGRY AND I KNOW HOW HE FEELS SO I GAVE MY LAST CRACKER TO HIM ...FUNNY BUT I AM NOT THAT HUNGRY. LOOK, THIS IS MY LAST PAIR OF SLIPPERS ... I MAY HAVE TO WALK BAREFOOTED NEXT WEEK ... YOU SEE THIS IS ABOUT TO BE BROKEN. BUT IT IS OKAY AT LEAST I AM STILL GOING TO SCHOOL ... SOME SAY WE WILL HAVE A HARD SEASON THIS YEAR AND SOME OF MY CLASSMATES HAVE ALREADY STOPPED GOING TO SCHOOL. PLEASE HELP THEM GET BACK TO SCHOOL AGAIN, PLEASE JESUS? ....OH, YOU KNOW, INAY HAD HIT ME AGAIN, IT IS PAINFUL, BUT I KNOW THIS PAIN WILL PASS AWAY; AT LEAST I STILL HAVE A MOTHER... JESUS, YOU WANT TO SEE MY BRUISES? I KNOW YOU CAN HEAL THEM...HERE...HERE AND....OH ...BLOOD ... I GUESS YOU KNEW ABOUT THIS ONE HUH? PLEASE DON'T BE MAD AT INAY. SHE IS JUST TIRED AND SHE WORRIES FOR THE FOOD IN OUR TABLE AND MY SCHOOLING THAT IS WHY SHE HITS US ...OH, I THINK I AM IN LOVE ... THERE'S THIS PRETTY GIRL IN MY CLASS, HER NAME IS ANITA ... DO YOU THINK SHE WILL LIKE ME? ANYWAY, AT LEAST I KNOW YOU WILL ALWAYS LIKE ME, I DON'T HAVE TO BE ANYBODY JUST TO PLEASE YOU, YOU ARE MY VERY BEST FRIEND! HEY YOUR BIRTHDAY IS TWO MONTHS FROM NOW!AREN'T YOU EXCITED? I AM! WAIT TILL YOU SEE MY GIFT FOR YOU.... BUT IT IS A SURPRISE! I HOPE YOU WILL LIKE IT! OOPS, I HAVE TO GO...." THEN HE STOOD UP AND CALLS OUT, "PADRE, PADRE, I AM FINISHED TALKING TO MY FRIEND. YOU CAN ACCOMPANY ME TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROAD NOW" EVERYDAY THIS ROUTINE HAPPENS WITHOUT FAIL FOR ANDOY. FATHER AGATON SHARES THIS EVERY SUNDAY TO THE PEOPLE IN HIS CHURCH BECAUSE HE HAS NOT SEEN A VERY PURE FAITH AND TRUST IN JESUS, A VERY POSITIVE LOOK AT NEGATIVE SITUATIONS.ONE CHRISTMAS DAY, FATHER AGATON WAS SICK SO HE COULD NOT MAKE IT TO CHURCH, HE WAS SENT TO THE HOSPITAL. THE CHURCH WASLEFT TO 4 MANANGS WHO WOULD CHANT THE ROSARY IN 1000 MILES PER HOUR WOULD NOT SMILE AND ALWAYS FIND FAULT IN WHAT YOU DO. THEY ARE ALSO VERY WELL VERSED IN CURSING IF YOU IRRITATE THEM! THEY WERE KNEELING, SAYING THEIR KILOMETRIC ROSARY WHEN ANDOY, COMING FROM HIS CHRISTMAS PARTY, PLAYFULLY DASHED IN, "HELLO JESUS! "P----! (A CURSE) BATA KA! ALAM MO NANG MAY NAGDADASAL DITO! ALIS!" POOR ANDOY WAS SO TERRIFIED, "WHERE'S FATHER AGATON?HE IS SUPPOSED TO HELP ME CROSS THE STREET..... AND TO BE ABLE TOCROSS THE STREET I WILL HAVE TO PASS BY THIS CHURCH ... NOT ONLY THAT, I HAVE TO GREET JESUS. TODAY IS HIS BIRTHDAY AND I HAVE A GIFT RIGHT HERE.....JUST AS HE WAS ABOUT TO GET THE GIFT OUT OF HIS SHIRT, ONE ANANGPULLED HIS SHIRT AND THREW HIM OUT OF THE CHURCH. "SUSMARYOSEP! (DOES A SIGN OF THE CROSS FERVENTLY) ALIS KANG BATA KA, KUNG HINDI MATATAMAAN KA! SO THE BOY HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO CROSS THE DANGEROUS SIDE OF THE ROAD IN FRONT OF THE CHURCH. HE CROSSED. THERE WAS A BLIND CURVE. A FAST MOVING BUS CAME IN. THE BOY WAS PROTECTING HIS GIFT INSIDE HIS SHIRT, SO HE WAS NOT LOOKING. THERE WAS SO LITTLE TIME. THE BUS HIT ANDOY AND HE DIED ON THE SPOT. A LOT OF PEOPLE CROWDED THE LIFELESS BODY OF THE YOUNG BOY. THEN SUDDENLY, OUT OF NOWHERE A TALL MAN WEARING A WHITE SHIRT AND PANTS, A FACE SO MILD AND GENTLE, BUT WITH EYES FULL OF TEARS. HE CAME AND LIFTED THE BOY IN HIS ARMS AND HE WAS CRYING. THE CURIOUS BYSTANDERS NUDGED THE MAN IN WHITE, AND ASKED, "EXCUSE ME SIR, ARE YOU RELATED TO THIS CHILD? DO YOU KNOW THIS CHILD?" THE MAN, HIS FACE MOURNING AND IN AGONY ANSWERED, "HE WAS MY BEST FRIEND." HE TOOK THE BADLY WRAPPED GIFT IN THE BLOODY CHEST OF ANDOY AND PLACED IT NEAR HIS HEART. HE STOOD UP AND CARRIED THE BOY AWAY AND THEY BOTH DISAPPEARED IN SIGHT. THE CROWD WAS BEWILDERED. THE NEXT DAY, FATHER AGATON LEARNED OF THE SHOCKING NEWS. HE IMMEDIATELY VISITED ANDOY'S HOUSE AND WANTED TO LEARN MORE ABOUT THE MAN IN WHITE.. HE ASKED ANDOY'S PARENTS. "DO YOU KNOW THE MAN WHO TOOK ANDOY?", "A MAN IN WHITE BROUGHT HIM HERE." SOBBED THE MOTHER. "WHAT DID HE SAY?" THE FATHER ANSWERED, "HE DID NOT SAY ANYTHING. HE WAS MOURNING. WE DO NOT KNOW HIM AND YET HE WAS VERY LONELY AT OUR SON'S DEATH AS IF HE KNEW OUR SON VERY WELL. THERE WAS SOMETHING PEACEFUL AND UNEXPLAINABLE ABOUT HIM. HE BROUGHT MY SON HOME AND THEN HE SMILED GENTLY. HE RUBBED ANDOY'S HAIR AWAY FROM HIS FACE AND KISSED HIM ON HIS FOREHEAD. THEN HE WHISPERED SOMETHING TO ANDOY." "WHAT DID HE SAY?", ASKED THE PRIEST. THE FATHER BEGAN, "HE SAID TO MY SON... "THANK YOU FOR THE GIFT ... I WILL SEE YOU SOON... YOU WILL BE WITH ME FOREVER..." ANDOY'S FATHER CONTINUED, "YOU KNOW FOR A WHILE, I FELT SO WONDERFUL. I CRIED, BUT I DO NOT KNOW WHY. ALL I KNOW IS THAT I CRIED TEARS OF JOY. I COULD NOT EXPLAIN IT FATHER. WHEN THAT MAN LEFT, SOMETHING PEACEFUL CAME OVER ME. I FELT A DEEP SENSE OF LOVE INSIDE. I COULD NOT EXPLAIN THE JOY IN MY HEART. I KNEW MY BOY IS IN HEAVEN NOW… BUT .TELL ME FATHER, WHO IS THIS MAN THAT MY SON TALKS TO EVERYDAY IN YOUR CHURCH. YOU SHOULD KNOW BECAUSE YOU ARE ALWAYS THERE... EXCEPT ON THE TIME OF HIS DEATH." FATHER AGATON SUDDENLY FELT THE TEARS WELLING IN HIS EYES, WITH TREMBLING KNEES, HE MURMURED, "HE WAS TALKING TO NO ONE....BUT....JESUS." IF YOU LOVE THIS STORY PLEASE PASS THIS ON TO YOUR FRIENDS, I JUST DID!
take care guys...jesus loves you!!!!!!!
IT TO ALL OF YOU . . TOUCHING . . .
SUBJECT: ANDOY'S STORY
SOMEWHERE IN MILAOR, CAMARINES SUR, PHILIPPINES THERE LIVED A FOURTH GRADER BOY NAMED ANDOY WHO WOULD FOLLOW THIS ROUTE TO SCHOOL EVERYDAY. HE HAS TO CROSS THE RUGGED PLAINS AND CROSS THE DANGEROUS HIGHWAY WHERE VEHICLES ARE RECKLESSLY DRIVING TO AND FROM. ONCE PASSED THIS HIGHWAY, THE BOY WOULD TAKE A SHORT CUT BY PASSING BY THE CHURCH EVERY MORNING JUST TO SAY HI TO JESUS, AND FAITHFULLY SAY HIS, "MAGANDANG UMAGA PO" IN BICOL DIALECT. A PRIEST, WHO WAS SO HAPPY TO FIND INNOCENCE SO UPLIFTING IN THE MORNING, WAS FAITHFULLY WATCHING THE BOY. "KAMUSTA ANDOY! PAPASOK KA NA?" "OPO PADRE..." HE WOULD FLASH HIS INNOCENT GRIN, THE PRIEST WOULD BE TOUCHED. THE PRIEST WAS SO CONCERNED THAT ONE DAY HE TALKED TO ANDOY, "FROM SCHOOL...", HE ADVISED "DO NOT CROSS THE HIGHWAY, YOU CAN PASS THROUGH THE CHURCH AND I CAN ACCOMPANY YOU TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROAD...THAT WAY I CAN SEE THAT YOU ARE HOME SAFE. "THANK YOU FATHER." "WHY DON'T YOU GO HOME? WHY DO YOU STAY IN THIS CHURCH RIGHT AFTER SCHOOL?", "I JUST WANT TO SAY ,"HI" TO MY FRIEND, JESUS,"THE PRIEST WOULD LEAVE THE BOY TO SPEND TIME BESIDE THE ALTAR, TALKING BY HIMSELF, BUT THE PRIEST HID BEHIND THE ALTAR TO LISTEN TO WHAT THIS BOY HAS TO SAY TO HIS HEAVENLY FATHER. "YOU KNOW MY MATH EXAM WAS PRETTY BAD TODAY, BUT I DID NOT CHEAT - ALTHOUGH MY SEATMATE IS BULLYING ME FOR NOTES...I ATE ONE CRACKER AND DRANK MY WATER, ITAY HAD A BAD SEASON AND ALL I CAN EAT IS THIS CRACKER. THANK YOU FOR THIS! I SAW A POOR KITTEN THAT WAS HUNGRY AND I KNOW HOW HE FEELS SO I GAVE MY LAST CRACKER TO HIM ...FUNNY BUT I AM NOT THAT HUNGRY. LOOK, THIS IS MY LAST PAIR OF SLIPPERS ... I MAY HAVE TO WALK BAREFOOTED NEXT WEEK ... YOU SEE THIS IS ABOUT TO BE BROKEN. BUT IT IS OKAY AT LEAST I AM STILL GOING TO SCHOOL ... SOME SAY WE WILL HAVE A HARD SEASON THIS YEAR AND SOME OF MY CLASSMATES HAVE ALREADY STOPPED GOING TO SCHOOL. PLEASE HELP THEM GET BACK TO SCHOOL AGAIN, PLEASE JESUS? ....OH, YOU KNOW, INAY HAD HIT ME AGAIN, IT IS PAINFUL, BUT I KNOW THIS PAIN WILL PASS AWAY; AT LEAST I STILL HAVE A MOTHER... JESUS, YOU WANT TO SEE MY BRUISES? I KNOW YOU CAN HEAL THEM...HERE...HERE AND....OH ...BLOOD ... I GUESS YOU KNEW ABOUT THIS ONE HUH? PLEASE DON'T BE MAD AT INAY. SHE IS JUST TIRED AND SHE WORRIES FOR THE FOOD IN OUR TABLE AND MY SCHOOLING THAT IS WHY SHE HITS US ...OH, I THINK I AM IN LOVE ... THERE'S THIS PRETTY GIRL IN MY CLASS, HER NAME IS ANITA ... DO YOU THINK SHE WILL LIKE ME? ANYWAY, AT LEAST I KNOW YOU WILL ALWAYS LIKE ME, I DON'T HAVE TO BE ANYBODY JUST TO PLEASE YOU, YOU ARE MY VERY BEST FRIEND! HEY YOUR BIRTHDAY IS TWO MONTHS FROM NOW!AREN'T YOU EXCITED? I AM! WAIT TILL YOU SEE MY GIFT FOR YOU.... BUT IT IS A SURPRISE! I HOPE YOU WILL LIKE IT! OOPS, I HAVE TO GO...." THEN HE STOOD UP AND CALLS OUT, "PADRE, PADRE, I AM FINISHED TALKING TO MY FRIEND. YOU CAN ACCOMPANY ME TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROAD NOW" EVERYDAY THIS ROUTINE HAPPENS WITHOUT FAIL FOR ANDOY. FATHER AGATON SHARES THIS EVERY SUNDAY TO THE PEOPLE IN HIS CHURCH BECAUSE HE HAS NOT SEEN A VERY PURE FAITH AND TRUST IN JESUS, A VERY POSITIVE LOOK AT NEGATIVE SITUATIONS.ONE CHRISTMAS DAY, FATHER AGATON WAS SICK SO HE COULD NOT MAKE IT TO CHURCH, HE WAS SENT TO THE HOSPITAL. THE CHURCH WASLEFT TO 4 MANANGS WHO WOULD CHANT THE ROSARY IN 1000 MILES PER HOUR WOULD NOT SMILE AND ALWAYS FIND FAULT IN WHAT YOU DO. THEY ARE ALSO VERY WELL VERSED IN CURSING IF YOU IRRITATE THEM! THEY WERE KNEELING, SAYING THEIR KILOMETRIC ROSARY WHEN ANDOY, COMING FROM HIS CHRISTMAS PARTY, PLAYFULLY DASHED IN, "HELLO JESUS! "P----! (A CURSE) BATA KA! ALAM MO NANG MAY NAGDADASAL DITO! ALIS!" POOR ANDOY WAS SO TERRIFIED, "WHERE'S FATHER AGATON?HE IS SUPPOSED TO HELP ME CROSS THE STREET..... AND TO BE ABLE TOCROSS THE STREET I WILL HAVE TO PASS BY THIS CHURCH ... NOT ONLY THAT, I HAVE TO GREET JESUS. TODAY IS HIS BIRTHDAY AND I HAVE A GIFT RIGHT HERE.....JUST AS HE WAS ABOUT TO GET THE GIFT OUT OF HIS SHIRT, ONE ANANGPULLED HIS SHIRT AND THREW HIM OUT OF THE CHURCH. "SUSMARYOSEP! (DOES A SIGN OF THE CROSS FERVENTLY) ALIS KANG BATA KA, KUNG HINDI MATATAMAAN KA! SO THE BOY HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO CROSS THE DANGEROUS SIDE OF THE ROAD IN FRONT OF THE CHURCH. HE CROSSED. THERE WAS A BLIND CURVE. A FAST MOVING BUS CAME IN. THE BOY WAS PROTECTING HIS GIFT INSIDE HIS SHIRT, SO HE WAS NOT LOOKING. THERE WAS SO LITTLE TIME. THE BUS HIT ANDOY AND HE DIED ON THE SPOT. A LOT OF PEOPLE CROWDED THE LIFELESS BODY OF THE YOUNG BOY. THEN SUDDENLY, OUT OF NOWHERE A TALL MAN WEARING A WHITE SHIRT AND PANTS, A FACE SO MILD AND GENTLE, BUT WITH EYES FULL OF TEARS. HE CAME AND LIFTED THE BOY IN HIS ARMS AND HE WAS CRYING. THE CURIOUS BYSTANDERS NUDGED THE MAN IN WHITE, AND ASKED, "EXCUSE ME SIR, ARE YOU RELATED TO THIS CHILD? DO YOU KNOW THIS CHILD?" THE MAN, HIS FACE MOURNING AND IN AGONY ANSWERED, "HE WAS MY BEST FRIEND." HE TOOK THE BADLY WRAPPED GIFT IN THE BLOODY CHEST OF ANDOY AND PLACED IT NEAR HIS HEART. HE STOOD UP AND CARRIED THE BOY AWAY AND THEY BOTH DISAPPEARED IN SIGHT. THE CROWD WAS BEWILDERED. THE NEXT DAY, FATHER AGATON LEARNED OF THE SHOCKING NEWS. HE IMMEDIATELY VISITED ANDOY'S HOUSE AND WANTED TO LEARN MORE ABOUT THE MAN IN WHITE.. HE ASKED ANDOY'S PARENTS. "DO YOU KNOW THE MAN WHO TOOK ANDOY?", "A MAN IN WHITE BROUGHT HIM HERE." SOBBED THE MOTHER. "WHAT DID HE SAY?" THE FATHER ANSWERED, "HE DID NOT SAY ANYTHING. HE WAS MOURNING. WE DO NOT KNOW HIM AND YET HE WAS VERY LONELY AT OUR SON'S DEATH AS IF HE KNEW OUR SON VERY WELL. THERE WAS SOMETHING PEACEFUL AND UNEXPLAINABLE ABOUT HIM. HE BROUGHT MY SON HOME AND THEN HE SMILED GENTLY. HE RUBBED ANDOY'S HAIR AWAY FROM HIS FACE AND KISSED HIM ON HIS FOREHEAD. THEN HE WHISPERED SOMETHING TO ANDOY." "WHAT DID HE SAY?", ASKED THE PRIEST. THE FATHER BEGAN, "HE SAID TO MY SON... "THANK YOU FOR THE GIFT ... I WILL SEE YOU SOON... YOU WILL BE WITH ME FOREVER..." ANDOY'S FATHER CONTINUED, "YOU KNOW FOR A WHILE, I FELT SO WONDERFUL. I CRIED, BUT I DO NOT KNOW WHY. ALL I KNOW IS THAT I CRIED TEARS OF JOY. I COULD NOT EXPLAIN IT FATHER. WHEN THAT MAN LEFT, SOMETHING PEACEFUL CAME OVER ME. I FELT A DEEP SENSE OF LOVE INSIDE. I COULD NOT EXPLAIN THE JOY IN MY HEART. I KNEW MY BOY IS IN HEAVEN NOW… BUT .TELL ME FATHER, WHO IS THIS MAN THAT MY SON TALKS TO EVERYDAY IN YOUR CHURCH. YOU SHOULD KNOW BECAUSE YOU ARE ALWAYS THERE... EXCEPT ON THE TIME OF HIS DEATH." FATHER AGATON SUDDENLY FELT THE TEARS WELLING IN HIS EYES, WITH TREMBLING KNEES, HE MURMURED, "HE WAS TALKING TO NO ONE....BUT....JESUS." IF YOU LOVE THIS STORY PLEASE PASS THIS ON TO YOUR FRIENDS, I JUST DID!
take care guys...jesus loves you!!!!!!!
Sunday, November 25, 2007
DRINK WATER ON EMPTY STOMACH
DRINK WATER ON EMPTY STOMACH
It is popular in Japan today to drink water immediately after waking up every morning. Furthermore, scientific tests have proven its value. We publish below a description of use of water for our readers. For old and serious diseases as well as modern illnesses the water treatment had been found successful by a Japanese medical society as a 100% cure for the following diseases: Headache, body ache, heart system, arthritis, fast heart beat, epilepsy, excess fatness, bronchitis asthma, TB, meningitis, kidney and urine diseases, vomiting, gastritis, diarrhea, piles, diabetes, constipation, all eye diseases, womb, cancer and menstrual disorders, ear nose and throat diseases.
METHOD OF TREATMENT
1. As you wake up in the morning before brushing teeth, drink 4 x 160ml glasses of water .....interesting
2. Brush and clean the mouth but do not eat or drink anything for 45 minutes
3. After 45 minutes you may eat and drink as normal.
4. After 15 minutes of breakfast, lunch and dinner do not eat or drink anything for 2 hours
5. Those who are old or sick and are unable to drink 4 glasses of water at the beginning may commence by taking little water and gradually increase it to 4 glasses per day.
6. The above method of treatment will cure diseases of the sick and others can enjoy a healthy life.
The following list gives the number of days of treatment required to cure/control/reduce main diseases:
1. High Blood Pressure - 30 days
2. Gastric - 10 days
3. Diabetes - 30 days
4. Constipation - 10 days
5. Cancer - 180 days
6. TB - 90 days
7. Arthritis patients should follow the above treatment only for 3 days in the 1st week, and from 2nd week onwards - daily.
This treatment method has no side effects, however at the commencement of treatment you may have to urinate a few times. It is better if we continue this and make this procedure as a routine work in our life. Drink Water and Stay healthy and Active. This makes sense .. the Chinese and Japanese drink hot tea with their meals ..not cold water. maybe it is time we adopt their drinking habit while eating!!! Nothing to lose, everything to gain... For those who like to drink cold water, this article is applicable to you. It is nice to have a cup of cold drink after a meal. However, the cold water will solidify the oily stuff that you have just consumed. It will slow down the digestion. Once this 'sludge' reacts with the acid, it will break down and be absorbed by the intestine faster than the solid food. It will line the intestine. Very soon, this will turn into fats and lead to cancer. It is best to drink hot soup or warm water after a meal. A serious note about heart attacks: Women should know that not every heart attack symptom is going to be the left arm hurting. Be aware of intense pain in the jaw line. You may never have the first chest pain during the course of a heart attack. Nausea and intense sweating are also common symptoms. 60% of people who have a heart attack while they are asleep do not wake up. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let's be careful and be aware. The more we know, the better chance we could survive... A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this mail sends it to everyone they know, you can be sure that we'll save at least one life.
**Please be a true friend and send this article to all your friends you care about......I just did!!!**
It is popular in Japan today to drink water immediately after waking up every morning. Furthermore, scientific tests have proven its value. We publish below a description of use of water for our readers. For old and serious diseases as well as modern illnesses the water treatment had been found successful by a Japanese medical society as a 100% cure for the following diseases: Headache, body ache, heart system, arthritis, fast heart beat, epilepsy, excess fatness, bronchitis asthma, TB, meningitis, kidney and urine diseases, vomiting, gastritis, diarrhea, piles, diabetes, constipation, all eye diseases, womb, cancer and menstrual disorders, ear nose and throat diseases.
METHOD OF TREATMENT
1. As you wake up in the morning before brushing teeth, drink 4 x 160ml glasses of water .....interesting
2. Brush and clean the mouth but do not eat or drink anything for 45 minutes
3. After 45 minutes you may eat and drink as normal.
4. After 15 minutes of breakfast, lunch and dinner do not eat or drink anything for 2 hours
5. Those who are old or sick and are unable to drink 4 glasses of water at the beginning may commence by taking little water and gradually increase it to 4 glasses per day.
6. The above method of treatment will cure diseases of the sick and others can enjoy a healthy life.
The following list gives the number of days of treatment required to cure/control/reduce main diseases:
1. High Blood Pressure - 30 days
2. Gastric - 10 days
3. Diabetes - 30 days
4. Constipation - 10 days
5. Cancer - 180 days
6. TB - 90 days
7. Arthritis patients should follow the above treatment only for 3 days in the 1st week, and from 2nd week onwards - daily.
This treatment method has no side effects, however at the commencement of treatment you may have to urinate a few times. It is better if we continue this and make this procedure as a routine work in our life. Drink Water and Stay healthy and Active. This makes sense .. the Chinese and Japanese drink hot tea with their meals ..not cold water. maybe it is time we adopt their drinking habit while eating!!! Nothing to lose, everything to gain... For those who like to drink cold water, this article is applicable to you. It is nice to have a cup of cold drink after a meal. However, the cold water will solidify the oily stuff that you have just consumed. It will slow down the digestion. Once this 'sludge' reacts with the acid, it will break down and be absorbed by the intestine faster than the solid food. It will line the intestine. Very soon, this will turn into fats and lead to cancer. It is best to drink hot soup or warm water after a meal. A serious note about heart attacks: Women should know that not every heart attack symptom is going to be the left arm hurting. Be aware of intense pain in the jaw line. You may never have the first chest pain during the course of a heart attack. Nausea and intense sweating are also common symptoms. 60% of people who have a heart attack while they are asleep do not wake up. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let's be careful and be aware. The more we know, the better chance we could survive... A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this mail sends it to everyone they know, you can be sure that we'll save at least one life.
**Please be a true friend and send this article to all your friends you care about......I just did!!!**
Are you one of us?
TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE
1950's, 60's and 70's !!
First, some of us survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us. ( sioktong ang inumin)
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, fish from a can ( brand : ligo ) , and didn't get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints , pati na yung laruang kabayu-kabayuhan.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, no kneepads , sometimes wala ngang preno yung bisikleta.
As children, we would ride in car with no seat belts or air bags – hanggang ngayon naman, di ba ? ( jeep )
Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat. ( maykaya kayo pare ! )
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle ( minsan straight from the faucet)
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. Or contacted hepatitis.
We ate rice with tinunaw na purico ( dahil ubos na ang star margarine) , nutribuns na galing kay macoy and drank sopdrinks with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight kasi nga ......
WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. Sarap mag patintero, tumbang preso , habulan taguan….
No one was able to reach us all day ( di uso ang celfon , walang beepers ). And we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our trolleys or slides out of scraps and then ride down the street , only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms....... ...WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no
lawsuits from these accidents . The only rubbing we get is from our friends with the words…..masakit ba ? pero pag galit yung kalaro mo,,,,ang sasabihin sa iyo…..beh buti nga !
We play in the dirt , wash our hands a little and ate with our barehands…we were not afraid of getting worms in our stomachs.
We have to live with homemade guns – gawa sa kahoy, tinali ng rubberband , sumpit , tirador at kung ano ano pa na puedeng makasakit…..pero walang nagrereklamo.
made up games with sticks ( syatong ) and cans ( tumbang preso )and although we were told it would happen, wala naman tayong binulag o napatay….paminsan minsan may nabubukulan.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!
Mini basketball teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Walang sumasama ang loob.
Ang magulang ay nandoon lang para tignan kung ayos lang ang bata….hindi para makialam.
This generation of ours has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and managers ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned
HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
And YOU are one of them!
CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the government regulated our lives for our own good.
and while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!
PS - The big type is because your eyes may not be able to read this…. at your age
1950's, 60's and 70's !!
First, some of us survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us. ( sioktong ang inumin)
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, fish from a can ( brand : ligo ) , and didn't get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints , pati na yung laruang kabayu-kabayuhan.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, no kneepads , sometimes wala ngang preno yung bisikleta.
As children, we would ride in car with no seat belts or air bags – hanggang ngayon naman, di ba ? ( jeep )
Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat. ( maykaya kayo pare ! )
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle ( minsan straight from the faucet)
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. Or contacted hepatitis.
We ate rice with tinunaw na purico ( dahil ubos na ang star margarine) , nutribuns na galing kay macoy and drank sopdrinks with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight kasi nga ......
WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. Sarap mag patintero, tumbang preso , habulan taguan….
No one was able to reach us all day ( di uso ang celfon , walang beepers ). And we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our trolleys or slides out of scraps and then ride down the street , only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms....... ...WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no
lawsuits from these accidents . The only rubbing we get is from our friends with the words…..masakit ba ? pero pag galit yung kalaro mo,,,,ang sasabihin sa iyo…..beh buti nga !
We play in the dirt , wash our hands a little and ate with our barehands…we were not afraid of getting worms in our stomachs.
We have to live with homemade guns – gawa sa kahoy, tinali ng rubberband , sumpit , tirador at kung ano ano pa na puedeng makasakit…..pero walang nagrereklamo.
made up games with sticks ( syatong ) and cans ( tumbang preso )and although we were told it would happen, wala naman tayong binulag o napatay….paminsan minsan may nabubukulan.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!
Mini basketball teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Walang sumasama ang loob.
Ang magulang ay nandoon lang para tignan kung ayos lang ang bata….hindi para makialam.
This generation of ours has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and managers ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned
HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
And YOU are one of them!
CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the government regulated our lives for our own good.
and while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!
PS - The big type is because your eyes may not be able to read this…. at your age
Friday, November 23, 2007
THE POEM
Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
'Tomorrow' I say! 'I will call on Jim
Just to show that I'm thinking of him.'
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
'Here's a telegram sir,' 'Jim died today.'
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.
Remember to always say what you mean.
If you love someone, tell them.
Don't be afraid to express yourself.
Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you.
Because when you decide that it is the right time it might be too late.
Seize the day. Never have regrets.
And most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today.
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
'Tomorrow' I say! 'I will call on Jim
Just to show that I'm thinking of him.'
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
'Here's a telegram sir,' 'Jim died today.'
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.
Remember to always say what you mean.
If you love someone, tell them.
Don't be afraid to express yourself.
Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you.
Because when you decide that it is the right time it might be too late.
Seize the day. Never have regrets.
And most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today.
I'm dying
At first, I was dying to finish my high school and start college,
And then, I was dying to finish college and start working
Then I was dying to marry and have children. And then I was dying for my children to grow old enough so I could go back to work. But then I was dying to retire. And now I'm dying.
And suddenly I realized I forgot to live.
Please don't let this happen to you. Appreciate your current Situation and enjoy each day.
Moral . . .
To make money, we loose our health and then to restore our health we loose money.
We live as if we are never going to die and we die as if we never lived.
And then, I was dying to finish college and start working
Then I was dying to marry and have children. And then I was dying for my children to grow old enough so I could go back to work. But then I was dying to retire. And now I'm dying.
And suddenly I realized I forgot to live.
Please don't let this happen to you. Appreciate your current Situation and enjoy each day.
Moral . . .
To make money, we loose our health and then to restore our health we loose money.
We live as if we are never going to die and we die as if we never lived.
A good reminder of God's Love.
A good reminder of God's Love. Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church, the Pastor and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out Gospel Tracts.
This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring down rain. The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, "OK, dad, I'm ready."
His Pastor dad asked, "Ready for what?"
"Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out."
Dad responds, "Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring down rain."
The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, "But Dad, aren't people still going to Hell, even though it's raining?"
Dad answers, "Son, I am not going out in this weather." Despondently, the boy asks, "Dad, can I go? Please?"
His father hesitated for a moment then said, "Son, you can go. Here are the tracts, be careful son."
"Thanks Dad!"
And with that, he was off and out into the rain. his eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel Tract.
After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST TRACT.
He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a tract to, but the streets were totally deserted.
Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered. He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer.
Finally, this eleven year old trooper turned to leave, but something stopped him. Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch! He rang again and this time the door slowly opened. Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, "What can I do for you, son?" With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, "Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that *JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU* and I came to give you my very last Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE."
With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave. She called to him as he departed. "Thank you, son! And God Bless You!"
Well, the following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the pulpit. As the service began, he asked, "Does anybody have any testimony or want to say anything?"
Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her feet. As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face, "No one in this church knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband passed on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Sunday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live.
So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof, then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely and brokenhearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, "I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away." I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly. I thought to myself again, "Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me." I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder.
When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, "Ma'am, I just came to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU." Then he gave me this Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand.
As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more. You see---I am now a Happy Child of the KING. Since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel Tract, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell."
There was not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts of praise and honor to THE KING resounded off the very rafters of the building, Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel was seated. He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably. Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love & honor for his son... Except for One.
Our Father also allowed His Son to go out into a cold and dark world. He received His Son back with joy unspeakable, and as all of heaven shouted praises and honor to The King, the Father sat His beloved Son on a throne far above all principality and power and every name that is named. Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.
Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others.
Heaven is for His people! Remember, God's message CAN make the difference in the life of someone close to you.
Please share this wonderful message... "Faith is the affirmation and the act that bids eternal truth be present fact." Coleridge
Just 3 Words Three things in life that, once gone, never come back -
1. Time
2. Words
3. Opportunity
Three things in life that can destroy a person -
1. Anger
2. Pride
3. Unforgiveness
Three things in life that you should never lose-
1. Hope
2. Peace
3. Honesty
Three things in life that are most valuable -
1. Love
2. Family & Friends
3. Kindness
Three things in life that are never certain -
1. Fortune
2. Success
3. Dreams
Three things that make a person -
1. Commitment
2. Sincerity
3. Hard work
Three things that are truly constant -
Father - Son - Holy Spirit
I ask the Lord to bless you, as I pray for you today; to guide you and protect you, as you go along your way. God's love is always with you, God's promises are true. And when you give God all your cares, you know God will see you through.
Pass this along to People you want God to Bless - I just did!
~~~***My God Reigns***~~~
NO one falls in love by choice, it is by CHANCE.
No one stays in love by chance, it is by WORK.
And no one falls out of love by chance, it is by CHOICE
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If you love this man please forward this message.
He did something for you, now do something for him.
Spread his word, and you'll be rewarded. How will you be rewarded?
Matthew 10:32
"Whoever acknowledges Me before men,
I will acknowledge him before My Father in heaven.
But whoever disowns Me before men,
I will disown him before My Father in heaven"
This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring down rain. The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, "OK, dad, I'm ready."
His Pastor dad asked, "Ready for what?"
"Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out."
Dad responds, "Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring down rain."
The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, "But Dad, aren't people still going to Hell, even though it's raining?"
Dad answers, "Son, I am not going out in this weather." Despondently, the boy asks, "Dad, can I go? Please?"
His father hesitated for a moment then said, "Son, you can go. Here are the tracts, be careful son."
"Thanks Dad!"
And with that, he was off and out into the rain. his eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel Tract.
After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST TRACT.
He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a tract to, but the streets were totally deserted.
Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered. He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer.
Finally, this eleven year old trooper turned to leave, but something stopped him. Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch! He rang again and this time the door slowly opened. Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, "What can I do for you, son?" With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, "Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that *JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU* and I came to give you my very last Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE."
With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave. She called to him as he departed. "Thank you, son! And God Bless You!"
Well, the following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the pulpit. As the service began, he asked, "Does anybody have any testimony or want to say anything?"
Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her feet. As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face, "No one in this church knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband passed on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Sunday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live.
So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof, then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely and brokenhearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, "I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away." I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly. I thought to myself again, "Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me." I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder.
When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, "Ma'am, I just came to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU." Then he gave me this Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand.
As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more. You see---I am now a Happy Child of the KING. Since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel Tract, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell."
There was not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts of praise and honor to THE KING resounded off the very rafters of the building, Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel was seated. He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably. Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love & honor for his son... Except for One.
Our Father also allowed His Son to go out into a cold and dark world. He received His Son back with joy unspeakable, and as all of heaven shouted praises and honor to The King, the Father sat His beloved Son on a throne far above all principality and power and every name that is named. Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.
Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others.
Heaven is for His people! Remember, God's message CAN make the difference in the life of someone close to you.
Please share this wonderful message... "Faith is the affirmation and the act that bids eternal truth be present fact." Coleridge
Just 3 Words Three things in life that, once gone, never come back -
1. Time
2. Words
3. Opportunity
Three things in life that can destroy a person -
1. Anger
2. Pride
3. Unforgiveness
Three things in life that you should never lose-
1. Hope
2. Peace
3. Honesty
Three things in life that are most valuable -
1. Love
2. Family & Friends
3. Kindness
Three things in life that are never certain -
1. Fortune
2. Success
3. Dreams
Three things that make a person -
1. Commitment
2. Sincerity
3. Hard work
Three things that are truly constant -
Father - Son - Holy Spirit
I ask the Lord to bless you, as I pray for you today; to guide you and protect you, as you go along your way. God's love is always with you, God's promises are true. And when you give God all your cares, you know God will see you through.
Pass this along to People you want God to Bless - I just did!
~~~***My God Reigns***~~~
NO one falls in love by choice, it is by CHANCE.
No one stays in love by chance, it is by WORK.
And no one falls out of love by chance, it is by CHOICE
scroll down
\/
If you love this man please forward this message.
He did something for you, now do something for him.
Spread his word, and you'll be rewarded. How will you be rewarded?
Matthew 10:32
"Whoever acknowledges Me before men,
I will acknowledge him before My Father in heaven.
But whoever disowns Me before men,
I will disown him before My Father in heaven"
Thursday, November 22, 2007
"What goes around comes around"
Forwarded email:
One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the sideof the road, but even in the dim light of day, hecould see she needed help. So he pulled up in frontof her Mercedes and got out. His old Pontiac wasstill sputtering when he approached her.Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. Noone had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Washe going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he lookedpoor and hungry.He could see that she was frightened, standing outthere in the cold. He knew how she felt. It wasthose chills which only fear can put in you.He said, "I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't youwait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my nameis Bryan Anderson."Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an oldlady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under thecar looking for a place to put the jack, skinninghis knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able tochange the tire. But he had to get dirty and hishands hurt.As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolleddown the window and began to talk to him. She toldhim that she was from St. Louis and was only justpassing through. She couldn't thank him enough forcoming to her aid.Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The ladyasked how much she owed him. Any amount would havebeen all right with her. She already imagined allthe awful things that could have happened had he notstopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid.This was not a job to him. This was helping someonein need, and God knows there were plenty, who hadgiven him a hand in the past. He had lived his wholelife that way, and it never occurred to him to actany other way.He told her that if she really wanted to pay himback, the next time she saw someone who needed help,she could give that person the assistance theyneeded, and Bryan added, "And think of me."He waited until she started her car and drove off.It had been a cold and depressing day, but he feltgood as he headed for home, disappearing into thetwilight.A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe.She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take thechill off before she made the last leg of her triphome. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outsidewere two old gas pumps. The whole scene wasunfamiliar to her. The waitress came over andbrought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She hada sweet smile, one that even being on her feet forthe whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed thewaitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but shenever let the strain and aches change her attitude.The old lady wondered how someone who had so littlecould be so giving to a stranger. Then sheremembered Bryan .After the lady finished her meal, she paid with ahundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went toget change for her hundred dollar bill, but the oldlady had slipped right out the door. She was gone bythe time the waitress came back. The waitresswondered where the lady could be. Then she noticedsomething written on the napkin.There were tears in her eyes when she read what thelady wrote: "You don't owe me anything. I have beenthere too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'mhelping you. If you really want to pay me back, hereis what you do: Do not let this chain of love endwith you."Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls tofill, and people to serve, but the waitress made itthrough another day. That night when she got homefrom work and climbed into bed, she was thinkingabout the money and what the lady had written. Howcould the lady have known how much she and herhusband needed it? With the baby due next month, itwas going to be hard....She knew how worried her husband was, and as he laysleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss andwhispered soft and low, "Everything's going to beall right. I love you, Bryan Anderson."There is an old saying "What goes around comesaround." Today, I sent you this story and I'm askingyou to pass it on... Let His light shine.
One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the sideof the road, but even in the dim light of day, hecould see she needed help. So he pulled up in frontof her Mercedes and got out. His old Pontiac wasstill sputtering when he approached her.Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. Noone had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Washe going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he lookedpoor and hungry.He could see that she was frightened, standing outthere in the cold. He knew how she felt. It wasthose chills which only fear can put in you.He said, "I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't youwait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my nameis Bryan Anderson."Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an oldlady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under thecar looking for a place to put the jack, skinninghis knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able tochange the tire. But he had to get dirty and hishands hurt.As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolleddown the window and began to talk to him. She toldhim that she was from St. Louis and was only justpassing through. She couldn't thank him enough forcoming to her aid.Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The ladyasked how much she owed him. Any amount would havebeen all right with her. She already imagined allthe awful things that could have happened had he notstopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid.This was not a job to him. This was helping someonein need, and God knows there were plenty, who hadgiven him a hand in the past. He had lived his wholelife that way, and it never occurred to him to actany other way.He told her that if she really wanted to pay himback, the next time she saw someone who needed help,she could give that person the assistance theyneeded, and Bryan added, "And think of me."He waited until she started her car and drove off.It had been a cold and depressing day, but he feltgood as he headed for home, disappearing into thetwilight.A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe.She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take thechill off before she made the last leg of her triphome. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outsidewere two old gas pumps. The whole scene wasunfamiliar to her. The waitress came over andbrought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She hada sweet smile, one that even being on her feet forthe whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed thewaitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but shenever let the strain and aches change her attitude.The old lady wondered how someone who had so littlecould be so giving to a stranger. Then sheremembered Bryan .After the lady finished her meal, she paid with ahundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went toget change for her hundred dollar bill, but the oldlady had slipped right out the door. She was gone bythe time the waitress came back. The waitresswondered where the lady could be. Then she noticedsomething written on the napkin.There were tears in her eyes when she read what thelady wrote: "You don't owe me anything. I have beenthere too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'mhelping you. If you really want to pay me back, hereis what you do: Do not let this chain of love endwith you."Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls tofill, and people to serve, but the waitress made itthrough another day. That night when she got homefrom work and climbed into bed, she was thinkingabout the money and what the lady had written. Howcould the lady have known how much she and herhusband needed it? With the baby due next month, itwas going to be hard....She knew how worried her husband was, and as he laysleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss andwhispered soft and low, "Everything's going to beall right. I love you, Bryan Anderson."There is an old saying "What goes around comesaround." Today, I sent you this story and I'm askingyou to pass it on... Let His light shine.
A LESSON IN ARITHMETIC
Subject: Fr. Ed Panlilio - Gov. Of Pampanga
I'm 100% sure this income disparity is replicated in all the provinces of the Philippines. If we had more Ed Panlilios in our government, we would be just like Singapore in a short time. Read on...... We hope we are witnessing what will be a sustained revolution in good governance in the Province of Pampanga , under its newly elected governor, Fr. Ed Panlilio. According to the Philippine Daily Inquirer of August 26, only one month after Fr. Panlilio assumed his gubernatorial duties, the province's income from the quarrying of volcanic ash from Mount Pinatubo had reached P29.4 million. (Haulers pay a fee of P300 per truck of volcanic ash that they haul from the quarry.)
By contrast, during his predecessor Mark Lapid's term as governor, the province's income from the same quarrying operations amount ed to only P29 million a year. This gaping variation in official incomes from the same activity should inspire a new set of textbooks in Arithmetic, especially for the school children of Pampanga.
There is nothing like local color and local situations to cultivate comprehension in young minds.
Sample problems: If Fr. Ed's provincial government can collect P29.4 million in 26 days (we assume no quarrying on Sundays), how much does it collect in one day?
Answer: An average of P1.130 million. If Fr. Ed's provincial government collects an average of P1.130 million a day from quarrying operations, how much can it collect in one year of 313 days (365 days less 52 Sundays)?
Answer: P353, 690,000, or P354 million.
If Fr. Ed's provincial government can collect P354 million a year, and Mark Lapid's provincial government collected only P29 million a year, what is the difference in their official yearly collections?
Answer: P325 million a year. If Mark Lapid was governor for four years and his provincial government's annual collections from quarrying amounted to an average of P29 million, how much did his provincial govt. officially collect in four years?
Answer: P116 million. If Fr. Ed manages to remain as provincial governor for four years, and his provincial government's annual collection from quarrying were to average P354 million, how much will his provincial government collect in four years?
Answer: P1.416 billion.
What is the difference between P1.416 billion and P116 million?
Answer: P1.3 billion. Where did this P1.3 billion go?
Answer: Only God and the Lapids know. ('Lapids' is in plural because Mark, as a second generation political dynast, succeeded his own father, now Sen. Lito Lapid.
We don't know how much Lito's provincial government officially collected from quarrying operations during his watch. Should be a good investigative project for media.)
If Gawad Kalinga spends an average of P75,000 per low cost house, how many low-cost houses can P1.3 billion build?
Answer: 17,333 low-cost houses. If the average Pampanga family were to consist of five persons (father, mother, three children), how many people would be benefited by 17,333 low-cost houses?
Answer: 86,665 persons.
End of Arithmetic lesson.
Fr. Ed is to be congratulated for setting a high benchmark for collection from quarrying operations against which his predecessors have a moral obligation to explain why their collections were so low, and against which future governors will be judged by the people of Pampanga.
Volcanic ash, by the way, is a superior building material. Many of the buildings, aqueducts &monuments of the Roman Empire that have survived for almost 2,000 years are known to have been built w/ volcanic ash, quarried from the environs of Mount Vesuvius after it erupted in 79 AD.
We don't expect Fr.Ed's moral victory in Pampanga to be remembered for the next 2,000yrs.We would be happy with five, ten or 20 years, enough, we hope, to spawn a moral-revolution- by- example to save the Filipinos from their worst enemies - themselves. GOOD LUCK Philippines !
"Therefore, the primary cause of poverty is not overpopulation of the Phil!
It's because our counrty is overpopulated with corrupt officials"
I'm 100% sure this income disparity is replicated in all the provinces of the Philippines. If we had more Ed Panlilios in our government, we would be just like Singapore in a short time. Read on...... We hope we are witnessing what will be a sustained revolution in good governance in the Province of Pampanga , under its newly elected governor, Fr. Ed Panlilio. According to the Philippine Daily Inquirer of August 26, only one month after Fr. Panlilio assumed his gubernatorial duties, the province's income from the quarrying of volcanic ash from Mount Pinatubo had reached P29.4 million. (Haulers pay a fee of P300 per truck of volcanic ash that they haul from the quarry.)
By contrast, during his predecessor Mark Lapid's term as governor, the province's income from the same quarrying operations amount ed to only P29 million a year. This gaping variation in official incomes from the same activity should inspire a new set of textbooks in Arithmetic, especially for the school children of Pampanga.
There is nothing like local color and local situations to cultivate comprehension in young minds.
Sample problems: If Fr. Ed's provincial government can collect P29.4 million in 26 days (we assume no quarrying on Sundays), how much does it collect in one day?
Answer: An average of P1.130 million. If Fr. Ed's provincial government collects an average of P1.130 million a day from quarrying operations, how much can it collect in one year of 313 days (365 days less 52 Sundays)?
Answer: P353, 690,000, or P354 million.
If Fr. Ed's provincial government can collect P354 million a year, and Mark Lapid's provincial government collected only P29 million a year, what is the difference in their official yearly collections?
Answer: P325 million a year. If Mark Lapid was governor for four years and his provincial government's annual collections from quarrying amounted to an average of P29 million, how much did his provincial govt. officially collect in four years?
Answer: P116 million. If Fr. Ed manages to remain as provincial governor for four years, and his provincial government's annual collection from quarrying were to average P354 million, how much will his provincial government collect in four years?
Answer: P1.416 billion.
What is the difference between P1.416 billion and P116 million?
Answer: P1.3 billion. Where did this P1.3 billion go?
Answer: Only God and the Lapids know. ('Lapids' is in plural because Mark, as a second generation political dynast, succeeded his own father, now Sen. Lito Lapid.
We don't know how much Lito's provincial government officially collected from quarrying operations during his watch. Should be a good investigative project for media.)
If Gawad Kalinga spends an average of P75,000 per low cost house, how many low-cost houses can P1.3 billion build?
Answer: 17,333 low-cost houses. If the average Pampanga family were to consist of five persons (father, mother, three children), how many people would be benefited by 17,333 low-cost houses?
Answer: 86,665 persons.
End of Arithmetic lesson.
Fr. Ed is to be congratulated for setting a high benchmark for collection from quarrying operations against which his predecessors have a moral obligation to explain why their collections were so low, and against which future governors will be judged by the people of Pampanga.
Volcanic ash, by the way, is a superior building material. Many of the buildings, aqueducts &monuments of the Roman Empire that have survived for almost 2,000 years are known to have been built w/ volcanic ash, quarried from the environs of Mount Vesuvius after it erupted in 79 AD.
We don't expect Fr.Ed's moral victory in Pampanga to be remembered for the next 2,000yrs.We would be happy with five, ten or 20 years, enough, we hope, to spawn a moral-revolution- by- example to save the Filipinos from their worst enemies - themselves. GOOD LUCK Philippines !
"Therefore, the primary cause of poverty is not overpopulation of the Phil!
It's because our counrty is overpopulated with corrupt officials"
Touching Story
From Father Gil - it's beautiful!
May this email touch your heart as it has touched mine.After 21 years of marriage, I discovered new way of keeping alive the Spark of love.A little while ago I had started to go out with another woman. It was really my wife's idea.
"I know that you love her," she said one day, taking me by surprise.
"But I love YOU," I protested.
"I know, but you also love her."
The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my mother, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally. That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.
"What's wrong, are you well?" she asked. My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.
"I thought that it would be pleasant to pass some time with you," I responded. " Just the two of us."
She thought about it for a moment then said "I would like that very much."
That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's.
"I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed," she said, as she got into the car. "They can't wait to hear about our meeting".
We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady.
After we sat down, I had to read the menu to her. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entree, I lifted my eyes and saw mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips.
"It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small," she said.
"Then it's time for you to relax and let me return the favor," I responded.
During the dinner we had an agreeable conversation, nothing extraordinary - but catching up on recent events of each others> lives. We talked so much that we missed the movie.
As we arrived at her house later, she said, "I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you". I agreed.
"How was your dinner date?" asked my wife when I got home.
"Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined," I answered.
A few days later my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have a chance to do anything for her.
Some time later I received an envelope with copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined. An attached note said: "I paid this bill in advance. I was almost sure that I couldn't be there but, nevertheless, I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant to me. I love you."
At that moment I understood the importance of saying, in time: "I LOVE YOU" and giving our loved ones the time that they deserve.
Nothing in life is more important than God and your family and friends. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off 'til "some other time".
Someone once said "I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life. I think this is true with your in-laws, grandchildren, sisters, brothers and your friends. Anyone that means something to you-you should spend time with them and let them know how much they mean to you as often as you can.
May this email touch your heart as it has touched mine.After 21 years of marriage, I discovered new way of keeping alive the Spark of love.A little while ago I had started to go out with another woman. It was really my wife's idea.
"I know that you love her," she said one day, taking me by surprise.
"But I love YOU," I protested.
"I know, but you also love her."
The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my mother, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally. That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.
"What's wrong, are you well?" she asked. My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.
"I thought that it would be pleasant to pass some time with you," I responded. " Just the two of us."
She thought about it for a moment then said "I would like that very much."
That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's.
"I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed," she said, as she got into the car. "They can't wait to hear about our meeting".
We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady.
After we sat down, I had to read the menu to her. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entree, I lifted my eyes and saw mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips.
"It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small," she said.
"Then it's time for you to relax and let me return the favor," I responded.
During the dinner we had an agreeable conversation, nothing extraordinary - but catching up on recent events of each others> lives. We talked so much that we missed the movie.
As we arrived at her house later, she said, "I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you". I agreed.
"How was your dinner date?" asked my wife when I got home.
"Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined," I answered.
A few days later my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have a chance to do anything for her.
Some time later I received an envelope with copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined. An attached note said: "I paid this bill in advance. I was almost sure that I couldn't be there but, nevertheless, I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant to me. I love you."
At that moment I understood the importance of saying, in time: "I LOVE YOU" and giving our loved ones the time that they deserve.
Nothing in life is more important than God and your family and friends. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off 'til "some other time".
Someone once said "I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life. I think this is true with your in-laws, grandchildren, sisters, brothers and your friends. Anyone that means something to you-you should spend time with them and let them know how much they mean to you as often as you can.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
MODUS OPERANDI SA BUS
| An email coming from my sister Lanie, email din sa kanya ng friend nya, share ko lang sa inyo. Subject: Modus Operandi sa Bus (True story) hindi ko na sana ikukwento kasi akala ko aksidente lang..... AKALA KO AKO LANG!...UNG PALA MERON PANG IBA NA MABIBIKTIMA NG GANITONG SISTEMA...PAANO NA KUNG UN LANG ANG NATITIRA MONG PERA AT MALAYO PA ANG PUPUNTAHAN MO...kawawa ka naman....maglalakad ka.... (based on my own experience sa isang aircon bus....) last september 6, 2007, 4pm ako ay nagpunta sa cubao at bumili ng ticket (going to baguio ) sa victory liner cubao. sumakay ako ng aircon bus from victory liner (cubao) to robinsons galleria (going back sa office in ortigas) ...ang pamasahe po ay P10 from cubao to robinsons galleria... at ako po ay nagbigay ng P100 sa kundoktor...binigyan nya ako ng ticket worth P10 at kinuha ung 100pesos na binayad ko, sabay sabi na sandali lang wala akong baryang panukli. So, pagdating sa may P Tuazon (near araneta center)...pina alala ko uli ung sukli ko sa konduktor...tinanong nya ako, "san ka nga uli baba'?." sumagot ako na..."sa may robinsons galleria lang!"......."malayo ka pa naman eh...sandali lang"...sabi ng kundoktor so, pagdating ng VV Soliven... lumipat ako ng upuan (3rows before the driver , at the right side of the bus). Pagdating ng SEC (near ortigas ave.) kinukuha ko na ung sukli ko...hindi kumibo ang kundoktor...(luminga-linga lang) parang deadma ba?.... Nang patawid na ng ortigas ave. (stoplight)...tumayo ako at nilapitan ko ung konduktor na naka upo sa tabi nung driver...hiningi ko ung sukli ko... eto ang sabi nya sa'kin..."PATINGIN NGA NG TICKET MO?.,... sabay inabot ko... sabi ng kundoktor..."Eh WALA NAMAN AKONG SINULAT (note) SA LIKOD NG TICKET MO ..TAPOS HIHINGI KA NG SUKLI!!!.... TARANTADO KA PALA EH... medyo mag init ang ulo ko sa sinabi nya... kaya sumagot ako... na ..TARANTADO KA RIN!!!...KANINA KO PA SINASABI NA ...UNG SUKLI KO SA P100 NA BINIGAY KO... dun na kami nagkasagutan....at may dumikit sa akin na lalaki at sinabihan ako na ...."PRE,,WALA KA NAMAN INAABOT NA 'SAN DAANG PISO eH...TAPOS HIHINGI KA NG SUKLI!!!.. tumayo ako malapit sa pinto..malapit sa driver...at sinabi ko ung ginawa nung kundoktor nya.... eto ang sabi nung driver.... ' ABA ..PARE...HINDI KO ALAM YAN...BAKA NAMAN WALA KA TALAGANG BINIBIGAY NA P100 DUN SA KUNDOKTOR KO...(sa pagkakataong ung...tatlo na ang nakikipagtalo sa akin... ung kondukto,.,,ung driver at ung isang lalaki na nakaupo sa may likuran ng driver... Sabi ko sa sarili ko...agrabyado ako pag nakagulo...kaya sinabihan ko ung driver na...baba na ako. ..sabi ko..."BUKSAN MO UNG PINTO...BABABA NA AKO..LAMLAMPAS AKO. HINDI AKO MAKIKIPAG BASAGAN NG MUKHA SA INYO SA HALAGANG P90 PESOS (sukli)...SA INYO NA LANG UNG SUKLI KO...(sa pagkakataong un, ...ung bus ay nakahinto sa may tawiran sa harap ng POEA...pero hindi nya binubuksan ung pinto...hanggan sa umarangkada na uli ung bus..) Sa may tapat ako ng DOLMAR BLDG (fronting POVEDA near Ortigas MRT Station) ako ibinaba...na kung saan eh..wala ng mga traffic aide na mapagsusumbungan ng kalokohan hila... So...after one month...nakalimutan ko na ung nangyari.... Last October 30, 2007 (Tuesday) around 6:15pm...pauwi na ako galing ortigas going to makati (guadalupe tulay)... May isang babae na kasakay ko sa bus....na nagrereklamo sa kundoktor at driver....na hindi rin binibigay ung sukli. Sya daw ay galing sa may Timog ...sya ay bababa sa may Boni.... Naalala ko ung nagyari sa'kin ...nang biglang may "LALAKI" na tumayo sa may kabilang upuan at sinabihan ung 'BABAE" na ... "MISS...MISS...SINGKWENTA PESOS LANG UNG BINIGAY MO SA KUNDOKTOR...KITANG KITANG KO".... Sa galit nung babae...akmang baba na sa may tapat ng 'Jollibee Boni"...nang biglang isinara nung driver ung pinto....at tsaka pinatakbo na matulin ung bus...hanggan sa makarating sa may tapat ng "PUGON"...(bilihan ng tinapay malapit na sa tulay).... Dun ko na pag tanto ung nangyari sa'kin...parehong-pareho ng ginawa dun sa babae... Bago ako...bumaba sa may Guadalupe tulay (Loyola)...tiningnan ko ung driver,,,ung kundoktor at ung "LALAKI" na kumatig dun sa kundoktor.... Magkaka-kilala pala sila....at nagtatawanan pa... Akala ko ako lang ang nakapansin sa nangyari... pag sakay ko ng jeep papuntang DELPAN....may "MAMA" na bumati sa akin...sabi nya..."PARE, KALA KO KANINA...TUTULUNGAN MO UNG BABAE...ung hindi sinuklian?... "KASI NAKITA KO UNG MGA KA-KUTSABA NUNG DRIVER AT NUNG KONDUKTOR....UNG ISA...HINDI NAGSALITA PERO LUMAPIT SA MAY LIKOD MO....KAYA AKO...LUMIPAT DIN AKO ...KASI TWO YEARS AGO...NAKA EXPERIENCE AKO NANG GANYAN SA MAY BALINTAWAK...SINAKSAK UNG ISANG PASAHERO...KAWAWA NAMAN...GANYAN ANG MODUS OPERANDI NILA SA BUS....KAYA NGA PAG SUMASAKAY AKO NG BUS...PALAGI AKONG MAY DALANG BARYANG PANG BAYAD... so samakatuwid...hindi lang pala holdaper at snatcher ang titingnan mo sa bus....kawawa naman tayo...parehas kung mamuhay....paano na tayo...???? Sa inyong lahat...lagi po sana tayong mag iingat.... Salamat po. Paki pasa na lang po...baka makatulong kahit konti Richard Anonuevo Event Coordinator Youth & Academe / NMM / Chapters Philippine Marketing Association, Inc. 1006A West Tower , PSE Center , Exchange Road Ortigas Center , Pasig City Tel: (02) 6345722 / 6344890 Mobile: (0917) 9423302 Jenimar C Bacas NuComm OnCall TSR NuComm International, Phils. 09215648032 mobile |
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Mt. Pulag
Mt. Pulag...2nd highest mountain in the Philippines.
Mountaineers, what can you say about Mt. Pulag?
Saturday, November 17, 2007
AIRSOFT GAME
AIRSOFT GAME...
An honesty game. Game of the weekend warriors.
A simulation of real war, real battle, real encounter at CQB, Jungle, rescuing the hostage etc...
Here are some pictures of greatmen I played with. (more pictures on the next issue).
Friday, November 16, 2007
Wireless Power Transfer
Wireless Power Transfer...
It's a better idea to have a wireless power transfer. It would help many people around the world to travel without worrying in low battery in their cell phone, laptop, cams, etc., in their business transaction. For electronics gadget which is common to every home these days. But the question is? Is it possible nowadays?
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