The first
gift I gave her was a dress. When I saw it, I thought it was beautiful. But
when I gave it to her, I learned again the truth that beauty is in the eye of
the beholder. Because she said, “Oh Bo, I love you for giving me a dress. Thank
you so much. But I suggest you stick to preaching. Your fashion sense is
awful.” I pouted, “You mean you won’t wear the dress?” She smiled. “If I become
suddenly suicidal, perhaps. In other words, I won’t be caught alive wearing
that thing.”
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
A True Story That Will Touch You Deeply
I’m going to tell you a true story of a young woman who went through a most gruesome fire. When you read her story, you’ll realize that your trials are absolutely nothing compared to what this young girl went through.
It was September 25, 2000. Maricel Apatan was an 11-year old girl in Zamboanga. On that day, this little girl went with her uncle to draw water. Along the way, four men met them. They were carrying long knives. They told her uncle to face down on the ground. And they hacked him on the neck and killed him.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
A Miracle
A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar
from its hiding place in the closet. She poured the change out on the floor and
counted it carefully. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for
mistakes. Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap,
she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store
with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
A Stories To Live By - by Ann Wells
My brother-in-law opened the bottom drawer of my bureau and lifted
out a tissue-wrapped package. "This," he said, "is not a slip.
This is lingerie." He discarded the tissue and handed me the slip. It was
exquisite; silk, handmade and trimmed with a cobweb of lace. The price tag with
an astronomical figure on it was still attached. "Jan bought this the
first time we went to New York, at least 8 or 9 years ago.
Can I See My Baby?
"Real treasure lies not in what can be seen, but what cannot be seen. Real love lies not in what is done and known, but in what that is done but not known. Love sometimes no need to say much." An excerpt for an awesome inspirational short love story about the love of a mother for her child.
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