He gently opened his eyes and the warm sun beat upon his face.. He lay among the soft caress of the grass and a gentle wind embraced him..
His father sat underneath a tree a few feet way beside the babbling brook.. You are awake,, his father smiled., I fell asleep dad.,, ”You did my son.”. ”I had a dream dad.”. His father rose and sat beside him.. ”Do you want to tell me about it ?”. ”It was so real dad., I dreamt of missiles falling from the sky and little kids,. even younger than I getting killed and maimed., The world was in a bad state.. Millions were poor dad,, not even with enough to eat.. There were homeless people and destitute,. There were huge storms and hurricanes and all types of disasters happening,. People were fighting all of the time over land, possessions, oil and money.. Rainforests were dying dad and animals of all types were in danger and the earth was actually heating up! And I dreamt of growing up in this world and I was having happy times and sad times.,. And I lived a life dad.. I did!, I had a wife and kids and it was crazy fast you know.
Everything went so quickly.. And I felt so much., I was scared, full of joy,, there was fear and hope,. And so many times I felt helpless. And a lot of the time I felt so lonely. Worst of all dad,, I didn’t know where you were. I kinda knew you were there somewhere and I kept calling out for you. In fact sometimes I gave up hope and told myself that you didn’t exist at all.. But deep down I had a feeling you were somewhere.. As I grew older I stopped searching for you out there and started looking within. Which was strange really but I kinda felt you were a part of me dad just as I was a part of you. It was full on dad and then I just woke up ! His father looked at him with love in his wise eyes.. ”That’s some dream son !” ”How long was I asleep dad ?” ”Mmmmmm perhaps 5 minutes,. not much more.” ”Wow! All of that in 5 minutes ?”
The son looked knowingly at his dad for awhile.. ”Dad that was my first dream.,” ”I know son,. and your last,.. if you so choose.” ”Dad ?” ”Yes my son ?” ”Did you know I was dreaming ?” ”Why yes, of course.”
The son reflected on this for a moment.. ”So dad, during the bad parts of the dream did you know I was suffering ?” ”My son, you may have appeared to be suffering in the dream but were always perfectly safe with me here.” ”You could have woken me ?” ”I could, but I didn’t. You would have woken with a start.. It would have been a little frightening for you that way.. You gently came out of the dream yourself.. You choose to enter the dream state.. It is best if you choose to exit.” The son stretched out on the grass.. ”Dad” ”Yes my son.” ”I love you.” ”I know, my child. We are love.”
A jobless man applied for the position of ‘office boy’ at a very big company. The employer interviewed him, then a test. clean the floor..
You are hired.. the employer said. Give me your email address, and I’ll send you the application to fill, as well as when you will start..
The man replied, I don’t have a computer, neither an email..
I’m sorry, said the employer, if you don’t have an email that means you do not exist.. And who doesn’t exist, cannot have the job..
The man left with no hope.. He didn’t know what to do, with only $10 USD in his pocket..
He then decided to go to the supermarket, bought a 10kg tomato crate, then sold the tomatoes door to door.. In less than two hours, he succeeded and doubled his capital..
He repeated the operation 3 times and returned home with $60 USD..
The man realized that he could survive by this way, and started to go everyday earlier, and returned late..
Thus, his money doubled or tripled everyday.. Shortly later, he bought a cart, then a truck, and then he had his own fleet of delivery vehicles..
Five years later, the man’s company was one of the biggest food retailers.. He started to plan his family’s future, and decided to have a life insurance..
He called an insurance broker and chose a protection plan.. When the conversation was concluded, the broker asked him his email.. The man replied; I don’t have an email.. The broker replied curiously, You don’t have an email, and yet have succeeded to build an empire.. Do you imagine what you could have done if you had an email?. The man paused for a while, and replied; An office boy!.
Don’t be discouraged if something is not in your favor today.. Better opportunities are waiting ahead..
Once a group of 50 people was attending a seminar.. Suddenly the speaker stopped and started giving each person a balloon.. Each one was asked to write his\/her name on it using a marker pen.. Then all the balloons were collected and put in another room..
Now these delegates were let in that room and asked to find the balloon which had their name written., within 5 minutes..
Everyone was frantically searching for their name, pushing, colliding with each other, and there was utter chaos..
At the end of 5 minutes, no one could find their own balloon..
Now each one was asked to randomly collect a balloon and give it to the person whose name was written on it. Within minutes everyone had their own balloon..
The speaker began; This is exactly happening in our lives.. Everyone is frantically looking for happiness all around, not knowing where it is.. Our happiness lies in the happiness of other people.. Give them their happiness, you will get your own happiness..
Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said.. How is my little boy?. Is he going to be all right?. When can I see him?.
The surgeon said, I’m sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn’t make it. Sally said,
Why do little children get cancer?. Doesn’t God care any more?. Where were you, God, when my son needed you?..
The surgeon asked, Would you like some time alone with your son?. One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he’s transported to the university..
Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son..
She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair..
Would you like a lock of his hair?. the nurse asked.. Sally nodded yes.. The nurse cut a lock of the boy’s hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally.. The mother said, It was Jimmy’s idea to donate his body to the university for study.. He said it might help somebody else. I said no at first, but Jimmy said, Mom, I won’t be using it after I die.. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.. She went on, My Jimmy had a heart of gold.. Always thinking of someone else.. Always wanting to help others if he could..
Sally walked out of Children’s mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there.. She put the bag with Jimmy’s belongings on the seat beside her in the car.. The drive home was difficult.. It was even harder to enter the empty house.. She carried Jimmy’s belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son’s room.. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them.. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep..
It was around midnight when Sally awoke.. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter..
The letter said, Dear Mom, I know you’re going to miss me, but don’t think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just ’cause I’m not around to say I LOVE YOU.. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day.. Someday we will see each other again.. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won’t be so lonely, that’s okay with me.. He can have my room and old stuff to play with.. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn’t like the same things us boys do.. You’ll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know..
Don’t be sad thinking about me.. This really is a neat place.. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything.. The angels are so cool . I love to watch them fly.. And, you know what?. Jesus doesn’t look like any of his pictures.. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him.. Jesus himself took me to see GOD!. And guess what, Mom?. I got to sit on God’s knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important.. That’s when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything..
But I already knew that wasn’t allowed.. Well, you know what Mom?. God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter.. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you.. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him Where was He when I needed him?.
God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children..
Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I’ve written except you.. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper.. Isn’t that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life.. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I’m, sure the food will be great..
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don’t hurt anymore.. The cancer is all gone. I’m glad because I couldn’t stand that pain anymore and God couldn’t stand to see me hurt so much, either. That’s when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery!. How about that?. Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.. Author Unknown”
Imagine there is a bank, which credits your account each morning with Rs 86,400, carries over no balance from day to day, allows you to keep no cash balance, and every evening cancels whatever part of the amount you had failed to use during the day.. What would you do?.
Draw out every pence, of course!.
Well, everyone has such a bank.. Its name is Time.. Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds.. Every night it writes off, as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to good purpose.. It carries over no balance.. It allows no overdraft..
Each day it opens a new account for you.. Each night it burns the records of the day.. If you fail to use the day’s deposits, the loss is yours..
There is no going back.. There is no drawing against the
Therefore, there is never not enough time or too much time.. Time management is decided by us alone and nobody else.. It is never the case of us not having enough time to do things, but the case of whether we want to do it..____
A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam.. He called his parents from San Francisco.. Mom and Dad, I’m coming home, but I’ve a favor to ask.. I have a friend I’d like to bring home with me.. Sure, they replied, we’d love to meet him..
There’s something you should know, the son continued, he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting.. He stepped on a land mind and lost an arm and a leg.. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us..
I’m sorry to hear that, son.. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live..
No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us..
Son, said the father, you don’t know what you’re asking.. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us.. We have our own lives to live, and we can’t let something like this interfere with our lives.. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy.. He’ll find a way to live on his own..
At that point, the son hung up the phone.. The parents heard nothing more from him.. A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police.. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told.. The police believed it was suicide..
The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son.. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn’t know, their son had only one arm and one leg…__