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A Pebble

Posted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>

*** A Pebble ***

Drop a pebble in the water: just a splash, and it is gone;
But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on,
Spreading, spreading from the center, flowing on out to the sea.
And there is no way of telling where the end is going to be.

Drop a pebble in the water: in a minute you forget,
But there's little waves a-flowing, and there's ripples circling yet,
And those little waves a-flowing to a great big wave have grown;
You've disturbed a mighty river just by dropping in a stone.

Drop an unkind word, or careless: in a minute it is gone;
But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on.
They keep spreading, spreading, spreading from the center as they go,
And there is no way to stop them, once you've started them to flow.

Drop an unkind word, or careless: in a minute you forget;
But there's little waves a-flowing, and there's ripples circling yet,
And perhaps in some sad heart a mighty wave of tears you've stirred,
And disturbed a life was happy ere you dropped that unkind word.

Drop a word of cheer and kindness: just a flash and it is gone;
But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on,
Bearing hope and joy and comfort on each splashing, dashing wave
Till you wouldn't believe the volume of the one kind word you gave.

Drop a word of cheer and kindness: in a minute you forget;
But there's gladness still a-swelling, and there's joy circling yet,
And you've rolled a wave of comfort whose sweet music can be heard
Over miles and miles of water just by dropping one kind word.

~ Unknown

 
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*** Great Argument ***
 
A man went to a barber shop to have his hair and his beard cut as always.
He started to have a good  conversation with the barber who attended to
him. They talked about many things and various subjects.

Suddenly, they touched on the subject of God.

The barber said: "Look man, I don't believe that God exists as you say so."

"Why do you say that?" - asked the client. Well, it's so easy, you just
have to go out in the street to  realize that God does not exist. Oh, tell
me, if God existed, would there be so many sick people? Would  there be
abandoned children? If God existed, there would be no suffering nor pain. I
can't think of a God  who permits all of these things."

The client stopped for a moment thinking but he didn't want to respond so
as to prevent an argument.  The barber finished his job and the client went
out of the shop. Just then he saw a man in the street with  long hair and
beard (it seems that it had been a long time since he had his cut and he
looked so untidy).

Then the client again entered the barber shop and he said to the barber:
You know what? Barbers do not  exist."

"How come they don't exist?"-asked the barber. "Well I am here and I am a
barber."
"No!" - the client exclaimed. "They don't exist because if they did there
would be no people with long hair  and beard like that man who walks in the
street."
"Ah, barbers do exist, what happens is that people do not come to me."
ChewYokeChing

Good Argument
 
"Exactly!"- affirmed the client. "That's the point. God does exist, what
happens is people don't go to Him  and do not look for Him that's why
there's so much pain and suffering in the world."
 
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*** I Refuse to be Discouraged! ***

I refuse to be discouraged,
To be sad, or to cry;
I refuse to be downhearted,
and here's the reason why:
 
I have a God who's mighty,
Who's sovereign and supreme;
I have a God who loves me,
and I am on His team.
 
He is all-wise and powerful.
Jesus is His name;
Though everything is changeable,
My God remains the same.
 
My God knows all that's happening;
Beginning to the end;
His presence is my comfort;
He is my dearest Friend.
 
When sickness comes to weaken me,
To bring my head down low,
I call upon my mighty God;
Into His arms I go.
 
When circumstances threaten
to rob me of my peace;
He draws me close unto His breast,
Where all my strivings cease.
 
When my heart melts within me,
and weakness takes control;
He gathers me into His arms,
He soothes my heart and soul.
 
The great "I AM" is with me.
My life is in His hand;
The "Son of the Lord" is my hope,
It's in His strength I stand.
 
I refuse to be defeated,
My eyes are on my God;
He has promised to be with me,
as through this life I trod.
 
I'm looking past all my circumstances,
To Heaven's throne above;
My prayers have reached the heart of God
I'm resting in His love.
 
I give God thanks in everything.
My eyes are on His face;
The battle's His, the victory mine;
He'll help me win the race.
 
Have a Blessed Day
Dave and Barbara
 
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