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Sunday, December 29, 2013
DO YOU REALLY WANT TO WALK A MILE IN ANOTHER SHOES?
WE HUMANS ARE CONSTANTLY EXAMINING OURSELVES WITH THOSE AROUND US.
WE WANT THE CAR THEY DRIVE, CLOTHES THEY WEAR, THE WOMAN OR MAN THEY HAVE, THE BANK ACCOUNT OTHERS HAVE ACQUIRED.
WE JUST DON'T SEEM TO BE REALLY HAPPY UNLESS WE ARE THEM, OR HAVE WHAT THEY HAVE.
THIS VIDEO LOOKS AT LIFE FROM A YOUNG BOYS PERSPECTIVE
SOMETIMES IN WANTING TO BE LIKE SOMEONE ELSE OR HAVING WHAT THEY HAVE, WE MIGHT FAIL TO REALIZE THAT WHEN WE WANT WHAT THEY HAVE, WE HAVE TO TAKE IT ALL!
SEE WHAT I MEAN!
Friday, November 29, 2013
WHAT IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING TO YOU IN LIFE - IT MAY NOT BE WHAT YOU THINK! FROM A YOUNG BOY VIEW
WHAT'S MOST IMPORTANT TO YOU?
THIS MAKES MANY A FATHER THINK, BUT CAN BE APPLIED
TO MOTHERS!
SOMETIMES IN LIFE IN THINK MORE OF THINGS IN A MATERIAL WAY BUT NOT TOO
MUCH IN A WAY OF MAKING A DIFFERENCE IN THE LIVES OF THOSE WE ARE
SUPPOSE
TO LOVE!
THIS IS AN ILLUSTRATION TO SHOW ONE OF THE THINGS THAT WE REALLY SHOULD
FOCUS OUR ATTENTION ON!
THERE ARE OTHER THINGS MORE IMPORTANT THAN THIS BUT THIS IS ONE
IMPORTANT AREA THAT SHOULD MAKE ALL PARENTS THINK!
SON: "Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
DAD: "Yeah sure, what is it?"
SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"
DAD: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?"
SON: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"
DAD: "If you must know, I make $100 an hour."
SON: "Oh! (With his head down).
SON: "Daddy, may I please borrow $50?"
The father was furious.
DAD: "If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior."
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.
The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?
After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think:
Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $ 50 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.
DAD: "Are you asleep, son?"
SON: "No daddy, I'm awake".
DAD: "I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier. It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $50 you asked for."
The little boy sat straight up, smiling.
SON: "Oh, thank you daddy!"
Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.
DAD: "Why do you want more money if you already have some?"
SON: "Because I didn't have enough, but now I do.
"Daddy, I have $100 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness. It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $100 worth of your time with someone you love? If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family and friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family.
Some things are more important.
DAD: "Yeah sure, what is it?"
SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"
DAD: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?"
SON: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"
DAD: "If you must know, I make $100 an hour."
SON: "Oh! (With his head down).
SON: "Daddy, may I please borrow $50?"
The father was furious.
DAD: "If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior."
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.
The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?
After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think:
Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $ 50 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.
DAD: "Are you asleep, son?"
SON: "No daddy, I'm awake".
DAD: "I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier. It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $50 you asked for."
The little boy sat straight up, smiling.
SON: "Oh, thank you daddy!"
Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.
DAD: "Why do you want more money if you already have some?"
SON: "Because I didn't have enough, but now I do.
"Daddy, I have $100 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness. It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $100 worth of your time with someone you love? If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family and friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family.
Some things are more important.
DO WE SEE HOW IMPORTANT OUR TIME IS
TO OUR PRECIOUS LITTLE ONES!
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Sunday, November 24, 2013
ENJOY A VIDEO MEDLEY - TAKE YOU BACK TO OLD SCHOOL
SONG IS ENTITLED STAND BY ME!
WE ALL WILL NEED SOMEONE IN OUR LIFE TO STAND BY US !
LET US KNOW IF YOU LIKE THIS!
BEAUTIFUL SONG DONE BY SEVERAL PEOPLE
ENJOY!
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Monday, November 18, 2013
SO MANY UNFORSEEN OCCURENCES IN THE WORLD HAPPENING....BUT HERE'S (VIDEO) A BEAUTIFUL ACT OF KINDNESS
WHO WOULD OF THOUGHT OF THIS GIFT BEHIND THIS SELF - IMPOSED PROBLEM?
SO MANY ARE LIVING FROM PAY CHECK TO PAY CHECK!
MANY HAVE LOST THEIR JOB!
SO MANY PEOPLE JUST NEED AN HELPING HAND!
TELLING THE TRUTH IS ALWAYS THE BEST IN LIFE
&
WHEN YOU CAN, PAY IT FORWARD TO HELP SOMEONE YOU KNOW IN NEED!
Thursday, September 22, 2011
HUMANITY LIVING IN FEAR
“The fact is that today the biggest single emotion which dominates our lives is fear,” said U.S. News & World Report. “Never before has mankind been as fearful as at present.”
Many factors contribute to this global atmosphere of fear: violent crime, unemployment, economic instability because so many nations are hopelessly in debt, worldwide pollution of the environment, lack of strong and loving family ties, and the overwhelming feeling that mankind is in imminent danger of nuclear annihilation.
This poem was written to show that many, many persons are having a hard time coping with fear. Some are turning to drugs, alcohol, sex, anger, materialism and death, to cope. One man who was in the news in September 2011, set himself on fire and yelled “I am in debt.”
This poem shows the reality of fear today!
POEM - REACTING TO THE FEAR OF LIFE
People live more in fear today, for they think that the problems of life are here to stay.
More and more people don’t want to watch the news, they are not amused.
If someone told you six years ago that life would be severely strained, you would have put them on the next train, tell them that they are insane.
The economy was better and, there were plenty of jobs, now people feel that they have been seriously robbed.
Today things are very much different, people are so in fear they go off in an instant,
Where will things go from here? Will people have to always live in fear?
Children throughout the world are very sad today, their hope for a happy future permanently delayed.
Adults think that their life will end with things not being much better, so they live for the moment, doing whatever.
What if life as we know it can change for the better? Would you be willing to follow the instructions to the letter?
Would you be willing to love people of all races? You will then see people with happy faces.
Would you do away with greed? You will then see people never in serious need.
Would you be willing to do away with hate? You will not see people retaliate, because they can now relate.
Everyday people are losing their possessions, along with any affection.
People are angry and mad; they write the President to tell him that they lost all they had.
Where do we go from here? Will people have to always live in fear?
If life can change for the better, would you be willing to follow the instructions to the letter?
People are drinking more to cope with life’s problems, such drinking only leads to their sorrow,
Taking drug makes people not have to cope, sadly this leaves so many without hope.
Many of our children are resorting to all that is bad, one day they will see (when it is too late) that this fad has cost them more than all they had.
There are millions of people on earth who are happy every day; for they know that the badness now is not here to stay.
They know that very soon life will be better, because they are following the instructions for a better life to the letter.
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Monday, February 21, 2011
DON'T HOPE FOR A SUCCESSFUL MARRIAGE, MAKE A SUCCESSFUL MARRIAGE
What love really means! Love must go beyond affection or mutual attraction and be governed by what is for the highest good of the loved one.
Do you notice something commendable in your mate? Give voice to it! Do you have an impulse to do a kindness? Obey that impulse! We must show love in order to reap it. Practicing these things will bring you and your mate closer, make the two of you one, and make the love between you grow.
Marriage is sharing. Perhaps there is an affectionate glance across the room, a touch, and a soft word, even sitting peacefully together without speaking. Love means sharing the work and the play, the troubles and the joys, the accomplishments and the failures, the thoughts of the mind and the feelings of the heart. Share common goals, and reach them together. This is what makes two people one; this is what makes love grow.
Enjoy this short story and video by Celine Dion. You will no doubt see areas where your own marriage can improve. This information certainly gives those who are not married but in a relationship something to think about.
THE STORY IS LONG BUT YOU WILL NOT BE SORRY
While waiting to pick up a friend at the airport in Portland, Oregon, I had one of those life changing experiences that you hear other people talk about, the kind that sneaks up on you unexpectedly.
This one occurred a mere two feet away from me. Straining to locate my friend among the passengers deplaning through the jet way, I noticed a man coming toward me carrying two light bags. He stopped right next to me to greet his family.
First he motioned to his youngest son (maybe six years old) as he laid down his bags. They gave each other a long, loving hug. As they separated enough to look in each other's face, I heard the father say, "It's so good to see you, son. I missed you so much!" His son smiled somewhat shyly, averted his eyes and replied softly, "Me, too, Dad!"
Then the man stood up, gazed in the eyes of his oldest son (maybe nine or ten) and while cupping his son's face in his hands said, "You're already quite the young man. I love you very much, Zach!" They too hugged a most loving, tender hug.
While this was happening, a baby girl (perhaps one or one-and-a-half) was squirming excitedly in her mother's arms, never once taking her little eyes off the wonderful sight of her returning father. The man said, "Hi, baby girl!" as he gently took the child from her mother. He quickly kissed her face all over and then held her close to his chest while rocking her from side to side. The little girl instantly relaxed and simply laid her head on his shoulder, motionless in pure contentment.
After several moments, he handed his daughter to his oldest son and declared, "I've saved the best for last," and proceeded to give his wife the longest, most passionate kiss I ever remember seeing. He gazed into her eyes for several seconds and then silently mouthed, "I love you so much!" They stared at each other's eyes, beaming big smiles at one another, while holding both hands. For an instant they reminded me of newlyweds, but I knew by the age of their kids that they couldn't possibly be.
I puzzled about it for a moment then realized how totally engrossed I was in the wonderful display of unconditional love not more than an arm's length away from me. I suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if I was invading something sacred, but was amazed to hear my own voice nervously ask, "Wow! How long have you two been married?"
"Been together fourteen years total, married twelve of those," he replied, without breaking his gaze from his lovely wife's face.
"Well, then, how long have you been away?" I asked.
The man finally turned and looked at me, still beaming his joyous smile.
"Two whole days!"
Two days? I was stunned. By the intensity of the greeting, I had assumed he'd been gone for at least several weeks, if not months. I know my expression betrayed me, I said almost offhandedly, hoping to end my intrusion with some semblance of grace (and to get back to searching for my friend), "I hope my marriage is still that passionate after twelve years!"
The man suddenly stopped smiling. He looked me straight in the eye, and with forcefulness that burned right into my soul, he told me something that left me a different person. He told me, "Don't hope, friend ... decide!"
Then he flashed me his wonderful smile again, shook my hand and said, "God bless!" With that, he and his family turned and strode away together. I was still watching that exceptional man and his special family walk just out of sight when my friend came up to me and asked, "What'cha looking at?"
Without hesitating, and with a curious sense of certainty, I replied, "My future!"
This one occurred a mere two feet away from me. Straining to locate my friend among the passengers deplaning through the jet way, I noticed a man coming toward me carrying two light bags. He stopped right next to me to greet his family.
First he motioned to his youngest son (maybe six years old) as he laid down his bags. They gave each other a long, loving hug. As they separated enough to look in each other's face, I heard the father say, "It's so good to see you, son. I missed you so much!" His son smiled somewhat shyly, averted his eyes and replied softly, "Me, too, Dad!"
Then the man stood up, gazed in the eyes of his oldest son (maybe nine or ten) and while cupping his son's face in his hands said, "You're already quite the young man. I love you very much, Zach!" They too hugged a most loving, tender hug.
While this was happening, a baby girl (perhaps one or one-and-a-half) was squirming excitedly in her mother's arms, never once taking her little eyes off the wonderful sight of her returning father. The man said, "Hi, baby girl!" as he gently took the child from her mother. He quickly kissed her face all over and then held her close to his chest while rocking her from side to side. The little girl instantly relaxed and simply laid her head on his shoulder, motionless in pure contentment.
After several moments, he handed his daughter to his oldest son and declared, "I've saved the best for last," and proceeded to give his wife the longest, most passionate kiss I ever remember seeing. He gazed into her eyes for several seconds and then silently mouthed, "I love you so much!" They stared at each other's eyes, beaming big smiles at one another, while holding both hands. For an instant they reminded me of newlyweds, but I knew by the age of their kids that they couldn't possibly be.
I puzzled about it for a moment then realized how totally engrossed I was in the wonderful display of unconditional love not more than an arm's length away from me. I suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if I was invading something sacred, but was amazed to hear my own voice nervously ask, "Wow! How long have you two been married?"
"Been together fourteen years total, married twelve of those," he replied, without breaking his gaze from his lovely wife's face.
"Well, then, how long have you been away?" I asked.
The man finally turned and looked at me, still beaming his joyous smile.
"Two whole days!"
Two days? I was stunned. By the intensity of the greeting, I had assumed he'd been gone for at least several weeks, if not months. I know my expression betrayed me, I said almost offhandedly, hoping to end my intrusion with some semblance of grace (and to get back to searching for my friend), "I hope my marriage is still that passionate after twelve years!"
The man suddenly stopped smiling. He looked me straight in the eye, and with forcefulness that burned right into my soul, he told me something that left me a different person. He told me, "Don't hope, friend ... decide!"
Then he flashed me his wonderful smile again, shook my hand and said, "God bless!" With that, he and his family turned and strode away together. I was still watching that exceptional man and his special family walk just out of sight when my friend came up to me and asked, "What'cha looking at?"
Without hesitating, and with a curious sense of certainty, I replied, "My future!"
WHAT DOES TRUE LOVE MEAN IN THE MARRIAGE
Making marriage work is an achievement. Achievement implies accomplishing something despite difficulties. This joint effort with a mutual goal ties you together; it binds you close; it makes the two of you one. In time this creates a bond of love surpassing anything felt in anticipation of marriage, and in such unifying happiness it becomes a pleasure to adjust to each other’s differences.
As you enjoy this story by Shawn Segal and this video of KENNY ROGERS singing “Have I Told You Lately That I Love You” you will see that marriage takes a lot of work, especially when it involves difficulties along the way. WE WANT TO GO INTO MARRIAGE DOING ALL WE CAN TO EASE ANY TROUBLE THAT LIFE MAY THROW YOUR WAY.
THE STORY IS LONG BUT YOU WILL NOT REGRET READING IT.
THE STORY IS LONG BUT YOU WILL NOT REGRET READING IT.
I never considered myself unique, but people are constantly telling me, "I am a miracle." To me, I was just an ordinary "guy" with realistic goals and big dreams. I was a 19-year-old student at the University of Texas and well on my way toward fulfilling my "big dream" of one day becoming an orthopedic surgeon.
On the night of February 17, 1981 I was studying for an Organic Chemistry test at the library with Sharon, my girlfriend of three years. Sharon had asked me to drive her back to her dormitory as it was getting quite late. We got into my car, not realizing that just getting into a car would never quite be the same for me again. I quickly noticed that my gas gauge was registered on empty so I pulled into a nearby convenience store to buy $2.00 worth of gas. "I'll be back in two minutes," I yelled at Sharon as I closed the door. But instead, those two minutes changed my life forever.
Entering the convenience store was like entering the twilight zone. On the outside I was a healthy, athletic, pre-med student, but on the inside I was just another statistic of a violent crime. I thought I was entering an empty store, but suddenly I realized it was not empty at all. Three robbers were in the process of committing a robbery and my entrance into the store caught them by surprise. One of the criminals immediately shoved a .38 caliber handgun to my head, ordered me to the cooler, pushed me down on the floor, and pumped a bullet into the back of my head - execution style. He obviously thought I was dead because he did not shoot me again. The trio of thieves finished robbing the store and left calmly.
Meanwhile, Sharon wondered why I had not returned. After seeing the three men leave the store she really began to worry as I was the last person she saw entering the store. She quickly went inside to look for me, but saw no one -- only an almost empty cash register containing one check and several pennies. Quickly she ran down each aisle shouting, "Mike, Mike!"
Just then the attendant appeared from the back of the store shouting, "Lady, get down on the floor. I've just been robbed and shot at!"
Sharon quickly dropped to the floor screaming, "Have you seen my boyfriend ... auburn hair?" The man did not reply but went back to the cooler where he found me choking on my vomit. The attendant quickly cleaned my mouth and then called for the police and an ambulance.
Sharon was in shock. She was beginning to understand that I was hurt, but she could not begin to comprehend or imagine the severity of my injury.
When the police arrived they immediately called the homicide division as they did not think I would survive and the paramedic reported that she had never seen a person so severely wounded survive. At 1:30 a.m. my parents who lived in Houston, were awakened by a telephone call from Brackenridge Hospital advising them to come to Austin as soon as possible for they feared I would not make it through the night.
But I did make it through the night and early in the morning the neurosurgeon decided to operate. However, he quickly informed my family and Sharon that my chances of surviving the surgery were only 40/60. If this were not bad enough, the neurosurgeon further shocked my family by telling them what life would be like for me if I beat the odds and survived. He said I probably would never walk, talk, or be able to understand even simple commands.
My family was hoping and praying to hear even the slightest bit of encouragement from that doctor. Instead, his pessimistic words gave my family no reason to believe that I would ever again be a productive member of society. But once again I beat the odds and survived the three and a half hours of surgery.
Even though my family breathed a huge sigh of relief that I was still alive the doctor cautioned that it would still be several days before I would be out of danger. However, with each passing day I became stronger and stronger and two weeks later I was well enough to be moved from the ICU to a private room.
Granted, I still could not talk, my entire right side was paralyzed and many people thought I could not understand, but at least I was stable. After one week in a private room the doctors felt I had improved enough to be transferred by jet ambulance to Del Oro Rehabilitation Hospital in Houston.
My hallucinations, coupled with my physical problems, made my prognosis still very bleak. However, as time passed my mind began to clear and approximately six weeks later my right leg began to move ever so slightly. Within seven weeks my right arm slowly began to move and at eight weeks I uttered my first few words.
My speech was extremely difficult and slow in the beginning, but at least it was a beginning. I was starting to look forward to each new day to see how far I would progress. But just as I thought my life was finally looking brighter I was tested by the hospital europsychologist. She explained to me that judging from my test results she believed that I should not focus on returning to college but that it would be better to set more "realistic goals."
Upon hearing her evaluation I became furious for I thought, "Who is she to tell me what I can or cannot do. She does not even know me. I am a very determined and stubborn person!" I believe it was at that very moment that I decided I would somehow, someday return to college.
It took me a long time and a lot of hard work but I finally returned to the University of Texas in the fall of 1983 - a year and a half after almost dying. The next few years in Austin were very difficult for me, but I truly believe that in order to see beauty in life you have to experience some unpleasantness. Maybe I have experienced too much unpleasantness, but I believe in living each day to the fullest, and doing the very best I can.
And each new day was very busy and very full, for besides attending classes at the University I underwent therapy three to five days each week at Brackenridge Hospital. If this were not enough I flew to Houston every other weekend to work with Tom Williams, a trainer and executive who had worked for many colleges and professional teams and also had helped many injured athletes, such as Earl Campbell and Eric Dickerson. Through Tom I learned: "Nothing is impossible and never, never give up or quit."
He echoed the same words and sentiments of a prominent neurosurgeon from Houston, Dr. Alexander Gol, who was a close personal friend of my parents and who drove to Austin with my family in the middle of the night that traumatic February morning. Over the many months I received many opinions from different therapists and doctors but it was Dr. Gol who told my family to take one day at a time, for no matter how bad the situation looked, no one knew for certain what the brain could do.
Early, during my therapy, my father kept repeating to me one of his favorite sayings. It could have been written by both Tom and Dr. Gol and I have repeated it almost every day since being hurt:
"Mile by mile it's a trial; yard by yard it's hard; but inch by inch it's a cinch."
I thought of those words, and I thought of Dr. Gol, Tom, my family and Sharon who believed so strongly in me as I climbed the steps to receive my diploma from the Dean of Liberal Arts at the University of Texas on that bright sunny afternoon in June of 1986. Excitement and pride filled my heart as I heard the dean announce that I had graduated with "highest honors" (grade point average of 3.885), been elected to Phi Beta Kappa, and been chosen as one of 12 Dean's Distinguished Graduates out of 1600 in the College of Liberal Arts.
The overwhelming emotions and feelings that I experienced at that very moment, when most of the audience gave me a standing ovation, I felt would never again be matched in my life -- not even when I graduated with a masters degree in social work and not even when I became employed full time at the Texas Pain and Stress Center. But I was wrong!
On May 24, 1987, I realized that nothing could ever match the joy I felt as Sharon and I were married. Sharon, my high school sweetheart of nine years, had always stood by me, through good and bad times. To me, Sharon is my miracle, my diamond in a world filled with problems, hurt, and pain. It was Sharon who dropped out of school when I was hurt so that she could constantly be at my side. She never wavered or gave up on me.
It was her faith and love that pulled me through so many dark days. While other nineteen year old girls were going to parties and enjoying life, Sharon devoted her life to my recovery. That, to me, is the true definition of love.
After our beautiful wedding I continued working part time at the Pain Center and completed my work for a masters degree while Sharon worked as a speech pathologist at a local hospital. We were extremely happy, but even happier when we learned Sharon was pregnant.
On July 11, 1990 at 12:15 a.m. Sharon woke me with the news: "We need to go to the hospital .... my water just broke." I couldn't help but think how ironic it was that my life almost ended in a convenience store and now on the date "7-11" we were about to bring a new life into this world. This time it was my turn to help Sharon as she had helped me over those past years. Sharon was having contractions about every two minutes, and each time she needed to have her lower back massaged.
Since she was in labor for 15 hours that meant 450 massages!! It was well worth every bit of pain in my fingers because at 3:10 p.m. Sharon and I experienced the birth of our beautiful daughter, Shawn Elyse Segal!
Tears of joy and happiness came to my eyes as our healthy, alert, wonderful daughter entered this world. We anxiously counted her 10 fingers and her 10 toes and watched her wide eyes take in the world about her. It was truly a beautiful picture that was etched in my mind forever as she lie in her mother's waiting arms, just minutes after her birth. At that moment I thanked God for blessing us with the greatest miracle of all -- Shawn Elyse Segal.
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THE REASON FOR THIS POEM & THE VIDEO
I wrote this poem because there are many women in the WORLD who are married and they are going above and beyond to please their mate. YOU ARE TO BE COMMENDED, because it is not easy to be a mother, wife, doctor, counselor, financer, worker outside the home, etc. You have to wear so many hats.
However, God fearing women apply principles in their lives that make them so desirable to their man, they give respect, love, they are kind to their man, they do the things asked of them by him, they are humble, loyal, submissive, mild, self-controlled, they know what it means to stick to their man despite difficulties in life.
They always keep themselves beautiful, sexy, giddy, and happy. They dress to impress their mate, they flirt with him, they open their heart to him, and they enjoy walking arm and arm with him.
Women are not perfect but, it's nice to see women who try to so hard to please their man. It is equally nice to see men who recognize the efforts of such a woman, THANK YOU LADIES.
We realize too that many single women do have these qualities too so, our COMMENDATION IS EQUALLY FOR YOU AS WELL.
This next video by Baby Face is for married God fearing women.
TRUE BEAUTY IS NOT PHYSICAL - SEE IF YOU AGREE
In the western movie called the “Gunfighter” a couple was traveling to their new home, they just got married. Out of nowhere come many Indians who were trying to kill the couple. The new husband and his wife were in a horse drawn carriage and they were pulling a horse with a saddle on him. The couple tried to outrun the Indians but they could not. The new husband panicked, got on the horse and left his wife. He was scared and did not prove himself loyal to his wife through this difficult time. How do you think she felt about him?
The beauty of remaining true to a marriage mate far surpasses any physical beauty. Physical beauty inevitably fades with the years, but the beauty of loyal devotion grows with each passing year. To seek another person’s happiness, and to be willing to put his or her interests ahead of your own, can bring lasting satisfaction.
Between old married couples there is a feeling of genuine trust, a sense of security, knowing that they will stay by each other no matter what problems may arise. For them it seems only the natural thing to be loyal to each other.
L O V E, but how you finish in the race called L O V E.
"Is there anything more beautiful in life than a boy and a girl clasping clean hands and pure hearts in the path of marriage? Can there be anything more beautiful than young love?"
Sunday, January 23, 2011
THE REASON FOR THIS POEM & THE VIDEO
“It is the tasks connected with the home that are the fundamental tasks of humanity. . . . If the mother does not do her duty, there will either be no next generation, or a next generation that is worse than none at all.”—Theodore Roosevelt, 26th president of the United States.
Mothers enjoy precious moments that they would not trade for the world. Mothers may sacrifice free time and much of their social life to make sure that their children are well cared for.
Mothers all over the world are successfully protecting and educating their children in spite of many challenges. Are their efforts truly appreciated?
The reason for this poem is to say thank you to my mother who gave me everything needed when I had nothing. Also this poem is for all persons to look at their mothers and determine what kind of person she was to you.
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THE FINEST PERSON IN THE WORLD - A SPECIAL MOTHER
A SPECIAL MOTHER
The human family was made like no other, and within the family, attributes, qualities are given to a special one called a mother.
In history, mothers did not have much worth, but a closer examination will reveal that mothers were wrongly cursed.
All humans are capable of being wise and smart, but a special mother can do more and is able to love, cherish, guide, deep from her heart.
Fathers and children can love and care for one another, but none can wear so many different hats like, a special mother.
All women who gave birth to children can be titled a mother, but all women who gave birth to children cannot be titled a special mother.
Such a woman is very rare, precious, hard to find, although she is imperfect, she behaves angelic, yes divine.
She is a single parent who provided completely for her young, and her children are happy and proud to be called hers sons (little ones).
She gave her children all the tools that they need, look at her children, and you will say, “they were taught well indeed.”
She may not have completed all things in life to acquire the necessary tools, but by her wisdom and respect, by her intelligence and reverence, you see that she is by far no fool.
Although her family was poor, her children never saw poverty; they lived like they won a free lottery.
She made sure all her children were fed, but she sometimes goes hungry when she went to bed.
If you asked her for money because you were in need, she did not hesitate to do a good deed.
Her wallet was always empty, but every time she picked it up there was plenty.
If you gave her a ride to any place, she was not satisfied until you took the money she held in your face.
If you were sick and could not care for things, she would cook and clean while she sings
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“How much is that doggie in the window, the one with the waggerty tail”
“How much is that doggie in the window, I do hope that doggy is for sale”
This special mother not only cared above and beyond for her family, but all who crossed her path were touched by her humanity.
Such a special mother throughout her life did not ever change, even when faced with misery and pain.
You always seen her happy, never sad, even when the worst of things happens in life to make most very upset, hurt and mad.
Such a special mother as this deserves the highest commendation, and heartfelt expressions of so much admiration.
The things you know and have seen from her, assures you that the values of having this special mother, are too rare and priceless to let go.
What made this woman successful as a special mother? She trusted completely, totally, and finally in her God and no other.
Composed by Chester Randolph Sr
December 10, 2010
Friday, January 21, 2011
THE REASON FOR THIS POEM & THE VIDEO
IF PRESENT trends continue, fatherless families will soon be the norm. A report by the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services claims: “Children raised by a single parent tend to receive lower grades, have more behavior problems, and have higher rates of chronic health and psychiatric disorders. . . . Being raised in a single-mother family is associated with elevated risks of teenage childbearing, high school dropout, [and] incarceration.”
Little wonder, then, that social scientists, family counselors, educators, and even politicians desperately seek ways to halt this devastating trend.
This video shows what happens when the chain is not broken. Fathers are needed in their family. DO YOU AGREE? CAN YOU RELATE TO THIS SONG AND THE POEM BELOW?
Saturday, January 15, 2011
A Random Act Of Kindness
As you enjoy this video about a random acts of kindness, can you send to us ways that we can demonstrate kindness to people we don't know? WE WANT TO COLLECT 365 ACTS OF KINDNESS, CAN YOU INDIVIDUALLY SEND ME 5 ACTS OF KINDNESS - crandpoet@gmail.com
The Reason For This Poem
“Today we get the feeling that we are living . . . in the middle of a tornado, an unparalleled catastrophe.”—“La Repubblica” newspaper, Rome, Italy.
After the attack on New York and, in Washington DC, more people are not sure about the future of humanity.
THE news these days is hardly comforting. One person wrote: “Current events are so grim that we often can’t decide whether or not we dare watch the six o’clock news.” The world is filled with war, acts of terror, suffering, crime, and disease—evils that may soon affect us directly if they have not already.
This poem shows how some feel about humanity - Do You Feel Similiar?
After the attack on New York and, in Washington DC, more people are not sure about the future of humanity.
THE news these days is hardly comforting. One person wrote: “Current events are so grim that we often can’t decide whether or not we dare watch the six o’clock news.” The world is filled with war, acts of terror, suffering, crime, and disease—evils that may soon affect us directly if they have not already.
This poem shows how some feel about humanity - Do You Feel Similiar?
What Has Happened To Humanity?
We live in a world where love, trust, respect, and unselfishness has disappeared from humanity,
And we wonder why there is so much hatred, suicide, and insanity.
It’s not how life was meant to be, just look back 30 years or so and you will see,
We have lost the most importance qualities to live together and be truly free.
The human family has become slaves to an element that is bent on our destruction,
We choose to not follow that which is full of life persevering instruction.
It starts with the family unit yellow, black or white, which today are pitiful sites.
Such families refuse to know the direction in which to go.
People say, “Times have changed from the way life use to be”,
Time is still the same, but the people have changed, which changes have brought much misery.
Man tries to ensure that future generation will be better for our children and grand children, they enforce,
But the reality is that man is headed on a collision course.
Our children live for the moment, because their future seem bleak,
They do many bad things, knowing they have only death to meet.
Our children are crying for help, this we all know,
Look at your children they are not like the children of 30, 40 or 50 years ago.
Ozone, armaments, energy and pollution, it is so important that humanity finds a solution.
World leaders always say, “For our children to have a future, we must act today”,
But humanity is so stubborn he chooses to delay, until another day.
There is a solution to preserving humanity, but it requires all the nations, yes families to act with true sanity.
Is it any wonder when you watch the news, all you see and hear is bad news.
Families are fighting each other; races are seeking ways to destroy one another.
The human family is headed for destruction; pride will not let us accept perfect instruction.
When an animal is extinct, this means he no longer exist,
Humanity is heading in this direction, humanity alone can’t stop this.
Written and copyright
Chester Randolph Sr.
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Tuesday, January 11, 2011
The Reality About Sex - It's Not As Many Think
The Reality About Sex
Many have tried to enjoy sex because they feel it is their right,
Something they can do anytime of the day or night.
Others feel that they can have sex because it feels good,
Yet, the results of having sex leaves so many mentally misunderstood.
So many, love the way that sex feels they cannot stop,
Even when knowing the danger they continue to hop.
With no regard for the end result of engaging in different sex acts,
Many, so many go through life with sexual urges, looking for someone that will make contact.
One of the Kardashian sisters was talked into having sex as a teenager to please the man,
How sad for her, she quickly realized that he and any others were just a scam.
Many regret losing their virginity at a young age,
Because they have been robbed and used, they go through life not understanding, their rage.
How sad it is when someone takes your virginity away from you,
They don’t care that you now may look like a fool.
You go back to the boyfriend and say, “I just had your baby, and it’s a boy.”
Your boyfriend doesn’t care because he only used you as a toy.
Girls and boys who are very young don’t know their bodies, so they get talked into having sex,
Sometimes they have a child or two and realize that now their life is one big wreck.
You look at the children you have to raise alone and, you realize that what you did was not right,
You alone must bring up the children right but, now it’s a struggle, it’s a fight.
Sex was not meant to be engaged in irresponsibly
Whether you realize it or not, engaging in sex when you are not ready, there is a high fee
Sometimes it comes in the form of disease
Oh! How you wish you could turn back the hands of time, PLEASE!
But how do persons feel who stay a virgin until they marry?
They feel like the most expensive diamond in the world, pure, beautiful and rare,
The man or woman who acquires such a virgin, holds them and cherish them with delicate care.
Even if you are not a virgin, but you feel that sex is sacred for husband and wife then, you are a diamond, YES EXTRAORDINAIRE.
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Why Do Geese Fly In V Formation - What Can We Learn Individually?
There is no creation on earth or in the universe (as we know it) that which is more unique than the human family. WE ARE A BEAUTIFUL RACE OF HUMAN BEING, MADE WITH SO MANY BEAUTIFUL COLORS.
We do come to the aid of one another during some kind of disaster, some problem beyond the control of a group or individual, We Are To Be Commended For This!
But as unique as we all are, with the capacity to LOVE, to be GENEROUS, to WORK TOGETHER and, to HELP ONE ANOTHER, we must end up as a human family not admiring our own human race but admiring the many animal species, why? Because among the many different animals, you will see powerful displays of instinct wisdom, that is performed day after day, week after week, month after month and, year after year that, makes many of us humans part of a SAD race.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Life Is Like Coffee - Do YOU Agree?
TO OFTEN WE GO THROUGH LIFE NO ENJOYING THE THINGS GIVEN TO US FREE!
INSTEAD WE CHOOSE TO IGNORE THOSE THINGS AND PURSUE THE THINGS THAT INTERFERE WITH THE THINGS THAT ADD MEANING TO OUR LIVES AND ARE......
FREE
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