While at the park one day, a woman sat down next to a man on a bench near a playground. "That's my son over there," she said, pointing to a little boy in a red sweater who was gliding down the slide.
"He's a fine looking boy," the man said. "That's my son on the swing in the blue sweater." Then, looking at his watch, he called to his son. "What do you say we go, Todd?"
Todd pleaded, "Just five more minutes, Dad. Please? Just five more minutes." The man nodded and Todd continued to swing to his heart's content.
Minutes passed and the father stood and called again to his son. "Time to go now?" Again Todd pleaded, "Five more minutes, Dad. Just five more minutes."
The man smiled and said, "O.K."
"My, you certainly are a patient father," the woman responded.
The man smiled and then said, "My older son Tommy was killed by a drunk driver last year while he was riding his bike near here. I never spent much time with Tommy and now I'd give anything for just five more minutes with him. I've vowed not to make the same mistake with Todd. He thinks he has five more minutes to swing. The truth is, I get Five more minutes to watch him play."
Life is all about making priorities, what are your priorities?????
LONG AGO, in a city called Carmiel (meaning vineyard) the people were very unhappy. Everyone was poor, and had nothing they desired. Except for one little girl named Evelyn. The ruler of Carmiel saw that his people were unhappy. He did not know what to do. So the ruler thought, "Maybe a good night’s rest will help, I will think of something, yes, perhaps in the morning". He yawned and drifted off to sleep. As the ruler slept, he dreamed. He dreamed of his people happy. They were having parties and dancing again. Yes, they were laughing and smiling. Where did such happiness come from? There was a long line of the people waiting. What were they waiting for? They were looking into something... This thing was making them smile, but what was it? In the morning, the ruler awakened. He yawned and opened his eyes. Suddenly, he remembered the dream. "My people, happily looking into something... Now what was it?" The ruler mumbled to himself as his servant served him breakfast. "Having parties again, smiling, laughing, even. I know- it was a box! A beautiful box! A polished wood chest with jewels all around it!" SO AS SOON as possible, the ruler sent the town carpenter to work. "It must be the most beautiful chest ever, polished with jewels all around it", he exclaimed to the carpenter. Then the ruler stayed all day at the wood shop, making sure everything was just as he had dreamed. Meanwhile, Evelyn was helping her mother prepare dinner for the ruler. "Oh, mother, it sounded wonderful, the way he was describing the chest, polished and with jewels, too! But he wouldn’t say what he was making it for. I think he’s going to put a ton of gold-" "That will be enough, Evelyn, you know I tell you too often to keep from eavesdropping like that. Especially on our highness. Sometimes I think you have more curiosity than is good for you. Now keep your mouth shut and keep peeling those potatoes." Evelyn sighed. "Yes, mother". But of course, Evelyn couldn’t help thinking about the chest- or what treasures it was to hold... THAT NIGHT IN the Ruler’s bedroom, the ruler smiled at the big, wooden, chest, and at all it’s beauty. "Yes", he thought, "Yes, this is exactly as I had dreamed." And so it was. He could only hope that his dreams he would have that night would fill the chest. That night, his dream came. He dreamt of wonderful things, big feasts, parties, smiles, laughter, riches, families together. Yes, everyone was smiling. He dreamt beautiful colors, wishes come true. At the very end of the dream, there was the most wonderful thing of all. Carmiel’s dead, withered, vines suddenly burst out in the most beautiful green ever, and ripe, sweet, deep purple grapes grew out of the vines. There were so many grapes that he knew his people would never go hungry again. When the ruler awakened, he only remembered one thing. Something about the old vineyard. He did not remember anything else. He could only hope what he dreamed was good, and that all of the good things were in the chest. The ruler announced to his people to come to the vineyard that day, dressed in their finest clothing. Evelyn and her mother were among the people who heard the news, and Evelyn knew that the ruler was talking about the chest.
When the ruler awakened, he only remembered one thing. Something about the old vineyard. He did not remember anything else. He could only hope what he dreamed was good, and that all of the good things were in the chest. The ruler announced to his people to come to the vineyard that day, dressed in their finest clothing. Evelyn and her mother were among the people who heard the news, and Evelyn knew that the ruler was talking about the chest. THAT EVENING, AFTER Evelyn and her mother had prepared the feast for the special banquette for the chest, they dressed in their finest clothes. "I wonder what would be so important that the ruler would want a feast for?" Evelyn’s mother wondered out loud. "I think I know", said Evelyn almost to herself. After everything was ready for the feast, Evelyn and her mother set off to the old vineyard. There was a long line in front of the vineyard gate, and everyone gave each other confused looks. "Why the old vineyard, I wonder?", a lady said. "I heard there is going to be a feast", said the lady’s friend. "Silence", said the ruler loudly, but gently. Everyone turned their eyes to the ruler. "Everyone one of you, I am sure, has at least one hope for their future. Today, I am wishing that you will find that hope, that dream. After I have opened the gate, one by one you will enter. You will open a chest, see what there is to see, a walk out of the vineyard." The chest did make people happy, just as the ruler had dreamed. An unhappy woman saw herself at a party. A hungry man saw himself at a feast. Everyone came out of the vineyard smiling and overjoyed. "A big feast! With turkey and mashed potatoes..." described the hungry man. Finally, it was Evelyn’s turn. When she opened the chest, she saw- NOTHING. EVELYN SAW only the wood of the bottom of the chest. "Was this some kind of joke?" Evelyn asked herself. Puzzled, she looked deeper into the box and felt it. "Is there some kind of trick to it?" she mumbled to herself. Disappointed, Evelyn walked out of the vineyard. After the great feast, Evelyn and her mother were washing the towering stacks of dishes. Evelyn was silent. "Why didn’t the chest show me anything?" she thought. Her mother handed her the wet wash rags to hang out in the vineyard. "You must be tired, Evelyn, hurry now so we can go home." Evelyn walked into the vineyard and hung up the towels to dry. She noticed the chest was still there. "Maybe just one more look," Evelyn thought. She walked over to the chest. She closed her eyes. "Please show me something chest." She opened it and - Brilliant colors spun out so beautiful- so bright. Evelyn let out a scream. She closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes - it was the most beautiful thing ever - grapes, green vines everywhere, enough to keep the people fed forever. The ruler and Evelyn’s mother came running into the vineyard. "Honey is everything alrigh-" The ruler and her mother smiled. "Why did the box show me nothing, but give me something?" Evelyn asked the ruler. He replied, "Those who desire see what they desire in the chest, those who are grateful see nothing but receive for others, for they have all they will ever need. One day, I hope all will see that the box is empty, just like you."
Some years ago on a hot summer day in South Florida, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door,leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went. He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, that an alligator was swimming toward the shore. His mother in the house was looking out the window saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, she ran toward the water, yelling to her son as loudly as she could. Hearing her voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his mother. It was too late. Just as he reached her, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the mother grabbed her little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the mother, but she was much too passionate to let go. A farmer happened to drive by, heard her screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator. Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal, and on his arms, were deep scratches where his mother's fingernails dug into his flesh in her effort to hang on to the son she loved. The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Mom wouldn't let go." You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator, or anything quite so dramatic. But the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you. You are a child of God. He wants to protect you and provide for you in every way. But sometimes we foolishly wade into dangerous situations. The swimming hole of life is filled with peril -- and we forget that the enemy is waiting to attack. That's when the tug-of-war begins -- and if you have the scars of His love on your arms be very, very grateful. He did not and will not -- let you go. If you see someone without a smile, stop ... and give them yours. God has blessed you, so that you can be a blessing to others. You just never know where a person is in his/her life and what they are going through. That is why it is soooo important that we are not selfish to receive the blessings of these messages without forwarding them to someone else. Please pass it on or print it out and send it to someone else. It is more blessed to give than to receive. You don't have any problems that the Lord can't solve, please stay encouraged and even more lasting."
It is through our eyes from which life is seen. It is through our eyes from which we see the grass is green. It is through our eyes from which we see the smile of a child. It is through our eyes from which we see the world go wild.
Our eyes are the doors to our future and our past. Our eyes are the witnesses of life passing too fast. Our eyes may lure us, and nothing is what it seems. Our eyes guides us to follow our dreams.
Don't close your eyes when you're afraid. Don't close your eyes, face the truth before it fades. Don't close your eyes if you want to know; How happiness in life can forever grow.
From the very Begining, the girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background & that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him. Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?" As the guy is not good with his words, this often cause the girl to be very upset. With that & the family's pressure, the girl often vent her anger on him. As for him, he only endure it in silence. After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?" The girl agreed, & with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he leave, they got engaged. The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it's hard, but both never thought of giving up. One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realised that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voice...... The doctors says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down. During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,.....it's still just silence cry that companied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart everytime it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer. With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions & millions of reply, and countless of phonecalls,.. all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying.... The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy. With a new environment, the girl learn sign language & started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.
A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead. When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language telling her "I've spent a year's time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You. With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled. ring bac
MOST OF U MUST BE AWARE OF THIS STORY,JUST REMIND There was a little boy with a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, to hammer a nail in the back fence.
The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Then it gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Finally, the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence.
The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one
Once upon a time a wicked King invaded a Queen's land, seized the Queen and her infant daughter as prisoners, and shut them both into the highest room of a tall tower. The room was very tiny and empty, with only one table and a very hard bed on the floor. Then the enemy King sent for a fairy who lived near his kingdom. He nearly pushed the Fairy up the stairs to see the Queen. The Fairy was so touched by the sight of the Queen's miserable condition that when she kissed the Queen's hand the Fairy whispered to her, "Courage, madam! I think I see a way to help you." The Queen whispered her thanks. Then the wicked King cried harshly, "Silence!" He turned to the Fairy. "I brought you here for one reason and one reason only. Tell me this: Is this baby girl destined to grow up to be a worthy bride for my son?" The Fairy answered that indeed, the Princess was destined to grow up to have every grace good fortune could bestow, that she would be fair, fortunate and in every way worthy of a throne. The old King growled to the Queen that it was lucky for them both that the Fairy had said it would be so. Then the baby would be saved to become the future bride for his son, a spoiled boy already terrorizing the palace with his wild tantrums and mean pranks. The King thundered that if the Fairy had forecast differently, both the baby and her mother would have immediately been hanged. Then he stamped off, taking the Fairy with him, and leaving the poor Queen in tears.
"How can I wish my little daughter to grow up with good graces only to be married to that horrid King's son!" she cried. "And yet, if she were ill-fated we would both be doomed right now. If only I could hide her safely away, somewhere, anywhere! There must be someplace where the cruel King could never find her." As the days went on, the Queen and the little Princess grew thinner and thinner, for every day their hard-hearted jailer gave them only three boiled peas each to eat and a tiny morsel of black bread, so they were always terribly hungry. At last, one evening, as the Queen sat at her spinning-wheel -- for she was made to work day and night -- she saw a tiny, pretty little mouse creep out of a hole. She said to the mouse, "Alas, little creature! Why are you coming here? I have only three peas each each day, so unless you wish to starve I'm afraid you must go elsewhere for your food." But the mouse ran hither and thither, and danced and twirled so prettily, that the Queen clapped and laughed with joy and at last gave the mouse her last pea, which she was keeping for her supper, saying, "Here, little one. I'm sorry I've nothing better to offer you, as your fine dancing deserves far more than this wrinkled little pea."
She had hardly spoken when upon the table appeared a succulent roast partridge and two dishes of preserved fruit. Amazed she was! Quickly she mashed a portion of the meat and fruit and spoon fed her baby, who licked each spoonful with glee. Then the Queen ate with great satisfaction herself, and offered what was left to the little mouse. The mouse danced even more charmingly than ever before. The next morning the jailer brought the Queen and the Princess' daily allowance of three peas each, which he brought in upon a large dish to make them look even smaller. As soon as the jailer left, the Queen gave the mouse all three of her peas. The empty dish was instantly covered with all sorts of wonderful things to eat, and the Queen shared a feast with her daughter once again. But afterwards, as she sat at her spinning-wheel, she began to worry that the fine meals could end any time, and even if they didn't, that her precious daughter was doomed to live as a prisoner, only to be forced to marry that horrid prince when she grew up. The Queen despaired, "Oh! If only I could think of some way of saving her!" As she spoke, she noticed the little mouse playing in a corner with some long straws.
The Queen began to braid the straws, thinking, "If I had but enough straws I could make a basket with them, and let my baby down in the basket from the window to any kind passerby who might take care of her and raise her in freedom." By the time she had finished her thoughts, the little mouse had dragged in more and more straw, until the Queen had plenty to weave her basket. The Queen worked at it night and day while the little mouse danced for her. At lunch and supper time the Queen gave the mouse the three peas and the bit of black bread, and always found something scrumptious in their place. She really could not imagine where all these yummy dishes were coming from. At last one day when the basket was finished, the Queen was looking out of the window to see how long a cord she must make to lower it to the bottom of the tower, when she noticed a little old woman down below leaning upon her stick who was looking up at her. Presently the old woman said, "I know your trouble, madam. If you like, I will help you." At last one day when the basket was finished, the Queen was looking out of the window to see how long a cord she must make to lower it to the bottom of the tower, when she noticed a little old woman down below leaning upon her stick who was looking up at her. Presently the old woman said, "I know your trouble, madam. If you like I will help you." "Oh, dear lady!" said the Queen. "If you really wish to be of use to me you will come at a time I will describe to you, and I will let down my poor little baby in a basket. If you will take her, and bring her up for me, when I am rich and free again, I will reward you splendidly." "I don't care about any reward," said the old woman. "And you can be sure your little daughter shall be well taken care of by me. But there is one thing I should like. You must know that I am very particular about what I eat, and if there is one thing that I fancy above all else, it is a plump, tender little mouse. If there happens to be any mouse in your garret just throw it down to me, that is all I ask." Well, when the Queen heard this began to cry. The old woman, after waiting a few minutes, asked her what was the matter. "Why," said the Queen, "There is only one mouse in this garret, and that is such a dear, sweet little thing that I cannot bear to think of its being killed." "What!" cried the old woman, in a rage. "You care more for a miserable mouse than for your very own baby? Good-bye, madam! I leave you to enjoy its company. For my own part I thank my stars that I can get plenty of mice without troubling the likes of you!" That night when the Queen's baby was fast asleep, she packed it into the basket and wrote on a slip of paper, "Here is my beloved but unfortunate little baby girl. Please raise her with tenderness and love." This she pinned to the baby's robe. Very sadly she shut the basket.
Just then, in sprang the little mouse. "Ah, little one!" said the Queen. "It cost me dear today to save your life." Whereupon the Queen collapsed and cried her heart out. The Mouse answered, "Believe me, madam, you will never regret your kindness." The Queen was immensely astonished when the Mouse began to speak, and still more so when she saw its little sharp nose turn to a beautiful face, and its paws become hands and feet. Then it suddenly grew tall, and the Queen recognized the Fairy who had come up to her tower room with the wicked King to visit her. The Fairy smiled at her astonished look, and said, "I wanted to see if you were capable of real friendship before I extended myself to help you. You see, we fairies are rich in everything but friends, and real friends are hard to find." "It is not possible that you should want for friends, you charming creature," said the Queen, kissing her. "Yet it is so," said the Fairy. "For so many are only friendly with Fairies for their own advantage, and that I do not count at all. But when you protected the poor little mouse, you could not have known there was anything to be gained by it. To test you I took the form of the old woman whom you talked to from the window and tempted you to forsake your little mouse friend. But this you did not do! At that moment I realized that you are indeed capable of true friendship." Turning to the little Princess, she kissed her rosy lips three times. The Princess cooed and giggled. "Dear little one, I am going to take you and your mother to my very own enchanted cottage, quite a distance from this wicked kingdom. There you both will be invisible to all others and you, sweet baby, will grow up safe and free, together with your mother." In an instant, the Fairy, the Queen and her baby vanished from the tall tower prison room, never to return.
Every night in my dreams I see you, I feel you, That is how I know you go on
Far across the distance And spaces between us You have come to show you go on
Near, far, wherever you are I believe that the heart does go on Once more you open the door And youre here in my heart And my heart will go on and on
Love can touch us one time And last for a lifetime And never let go till were gone
Love was when I loved you One true time I hold to In my life well always go on
Near, far, wherever you are I believe that the heart does go on Once more you open the door And youre here in my heart And my heart will go on and on
Youre here, theres nothing I fear, And I know that my heart will go on Well stay forever this way You are safe in my heart And my heart will go on and on
priorities
the box of dream
scars in life
our eyes
silent love
FENCE
what i love about u
fantasy -true friends
