My alarm went off. It was Sunday again. I was sleepy and tired. My one day to sleep in. But the guilt I would feel the rest of the day would have been too much. So I’d go and I’d pray.
I showered and shaved I adjusted my tie. I got there and sat in a pew just in time. Bowing my head in prayer as I closed my eyes I saw the shoe of the man next to me touching my own. I sighed. With plenty of room on either side I thought, “Why must our soles touch?” It bothered me, his shoe touching mine. But it didn’t bother him much.
A prayer began: “Our Father”…
I thought, “This man with the shoes has no pride. They’re dusty, worn, and scratched. Even worse, there are holes on the side!”
“Thank You for blessings,” the prayer went on.
The shoe man said a quiet “Amen.”
I tried to focus on the prayer but my thoughts were on his shoes again. Aren’t we supposed to look our best when walking through that door? “Well, this certainly isn’t it,” I thought, glancing toward the floor.
Then the prayer was ended and the songs of praise began. The shoe man was certainly loud sounding proud as he sang. His voice lifted the rafters his hands were raised high. The Lord could surely hear the shoe man’s voice from the sky.Read More »
In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features save for one wall covered with small index card files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endlessly in either direction, had very different headings.
As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read “People I Have Liked.” I opened it and began flipping cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one.
And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was. This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn’t match.
A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching. A file named “Friends” was next to one marked “Friends I have Betrayed.”Read More »
I had spent an hour in the bank with my dad, as he had to transfer some money. I couldn’t resist myself and asked, “Dad, why don’t we activate your internet banking?”
“Why would I do that?” he asked.
“Well, then you won’t have to spend an hour here for things like transfer. You can even do your shopping online. Everything will be so easy!” I was so excited about initiating him into the world of Net banking.
He asked ”If I do that, I won’t have to step out of the house?
“Yes, yes!” I said. I told him how even grocery can be delivered at door now and how Amazon delivers everything!
His answer left me tongue-tied. He said ”Since I entered this bank today, I have met four of my friends, I have chatted a while with the staff who know me very well by now. You know I m alone…this is the company that I need. I like to get ready and come to the bank. I have enough time; it is the physical touch that I crave. Two years back I got sick, the store owner from whom I buy fruits, came to see me and sat by my bedside and cried. When your elder brother fell down few days back while on his morning walk, our local grocer saw him and immediately got his car to rush him home as he knows where I live. Would I have that ‘human’ touch if everything became online? Why would I want everything delivered to me and force me to interact with just my computer? I like to know the person that I’m dealing with and not just the ‘seller’ . It creates bonds. Relationships. Does Amazon deliver all this as well?”
Technology isn’ t life. Don’t be a keyboard warrior. Spend time with people, not with devices.
We’ve all heard the phrase, “Let Go and Let God.” What I find interesting is how different people interpret this differently.
One person might interpret it as this:
“I feel helpless. I don’t know what to do. I can’t do anything else. I’ve done all I can do… or at least all I want to do. I’ll defer my authority to somebody or something else and just do my best to accept whatever consequences may happen.”
This latter example is somebody who lacks authentic power. That person believes (consciously and subconsciously) that he or she is unable to affect change in the world. Often people in this mindset see things as happening “to” them rather than happening “for” them.
(Or even one step further, they don’t see themselves AS the happening itself!)
They adopt a victim mentality because their feelings of helplessness disable them from seeing themselves accurately. And by extension, they are unable to see reality accurately.
Another way to interpret “Let go and let God” is this:Read More »
Dr. Ben Carson (Retired world renowned neurosurgeon, and Republican Presidential Aspirant) wrote this beautiful piece. Read and be blessed.
Sometimes you are unsatisfied with your life, while many people in this world are dreaming of living your life.
A child on a farm sees a plane fly overhead and dreams of flying. But, a pilot on the plane sees the farmhouse and dreams of returning home. That’s life!! Enjoy yours.
If wealth is the secret to happiness, then the rich should be dancing on the streets. But only poor kids do that.
If power ensures security, then officials should walk unguarded. But those who live simply, sleep soundly.
If beauty and fame bring ideal relationships, then celebrities should have the best marriages. But those who live simply, walk humbly and love genuinely!
All good will come back to you!!!
Man asks, “Where was God when Myles Munroe, wife and his associates were killed in a crash? He answers, “The same place I sat when John the Baptist my servant was beheaded. When Stephen my servant was stoned to death. When Paul my servant was murdered in Rome. The same place I sat when my only Son was brutally crucified, wounded, bruised and killed. I have not moved from my position.”
I am the same. It is not the means of exit from earth that matters but the destination.
It’s all about God!!
Once a man asked GOD, “Why you don’t fulfill my wishes if you are everywhere?”
GOD replied, “I am like WiFi, my child. I am available everywhere but you need to connect with me with a Correct Password. And the password is FAITH.”
8 Gifts That Cost Nothing to Share;
1. LISTENING… But you must REALLY listen. No interrupting, no daydreaming, no planning your response. Just listening.
2. AFFECTION… Be generous with appropriate hugs, kisses, pats on the back and handholds. Let these small actions demonstrate the love you have for family and friends.
3. LAUGHTER… Clip cartoons. Share articles and funny stories. Your gift will say, “I love to laugh with you.”
4. A WRITTEN NOTE… It can be a simple “Thanks for the help” note or a full sonnet. A brief, handwritten note may be remembered for a lifetime, and may even change a life.
5. A COMPLIMENT… A simple and sincere, “You look great in red” “You did a super job” or “That was a wonderful meal” can make someone’s day.Read More »
Once a fisherman was sitting near seashore, under the shadow of a tree smoking his beedi. Suddenly a rich businessman passing by approached him and enquired as to why he was sitting under a tree smoking and not working. To this the poor fisherman replied that he had caught enough fishes for the day.
Hearing this the rich man got angry and said: “Why don’t you catch more fishes instead of sitting in shadow wasting your time?”
Fisherman asked: “What would I do by catching more fishes?”
Businessman: “You could catch more fishes, sell them and earn more money, and buy a bigger boat.”
Fisherman: “What would I do then?”
Businessman: “You could go fishing in deep waters and catch even more fishes and earn even more money.”
Fisherman: “What would I do then?”
Businessman: “You could buy many boats and employ many people to work for you and earn even more money.”
Fisherman: “What would I do then?”
Businessman: “You could become a rich businessman like me.”
Fisherman: “What would I do then?”Read More »