the teenage girl

A teenage girl about 17 had gone to
visit
some friends one
evening
and time passed quickly as each shared
their
various experiences of the past year.

She ended up staying longer than
planned,
and
had to walk home alone. She wasn't
afraid
because it was a small town and she
lived
only
a
few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm
trees,
Diane asked God to keep her safe from
harm
and
danger.

When she reached the alley, which was
a
short
cut to her house, she decided to take
it.

However, halfway down the alley she
noticed
a
man standing at the end as though he
were
waiting
for her.

She became uneasy and began to pray,
asking
for
God's protection.

Instantly a comforting feeling of
quietness
and
security wrapped round her, she felt
as
though
someone was walking with her.

When she reached the end of the alley,
she
walked right past the man and arrived
home
safely.

The following day, she read in the
newspaper
that
a young girl had been raped in the
same
alley
just
twenty minutes after she had been
there.

Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy
and
the
fact
that it could have been her, she began
to
weep.

Thanking the Lord for her safety and
to
help
this
young woman, she decided to go to the
police
station.

She felt she could recognize the man,
so
she
told
them her story.

The police asked her if she would be
willing to
look
at a lineup to see if she could
identify
him.

She agreed and immediately pointed out
the
man
she had seen in the alley the night
before.

When the man was told he had been
identified,
he
immediately broke down and confessed.

The officer thanked Diane for her
bravery
and
asked if there was anything they could
do
for
her.

She asked if they would ask the man
one
question.

Diane was curious as to why he had not
attacked
her.

When the policeman asked him, he
answered, "Because she wasn't alone.
She
had
two tall men walking on either side of
her."

PS: God is always there in your heart
and loves you no matter what.....and
if you stand up 4 him he will stand up
for you.

the true value

one day, a $1 bill and $100 bill got folded together..

and began talking about their life experiences..

$100 began to brag:

"I've had a great life!

I've been in the wallets of fortunate 500 board members..

I've flown from one end of the country to the other!

I've been in the wallet of two presidents of the United States..

and once when Princess Diana visited United States..

she used me to buy a pack of gum."

In awe, $1 humbly responded:

"Gee, nothing like that has ever happened to me..

but i have been to CHURCH a lot.. ^_^"

destiny

do you believe in destiny? many people mention that destiny is not real.. right? they said that the person you want to be with is in your hand.. but in my own opinion.. i do believe in destiny because.. i do believe in God.. destiny means its a God's will.. as of now.. you can't say where you will be.. yah, we can make our own way.. but we cant change our own path towards to God.. i put my hand to God's will.. but.. i strive in my own way.. to have a better future within the hands of God.. ^_^

center of everything

PS 117 is the shortest chapter in thebible.. ^_^

while PS 119 is the longest..

PS 118 is in the center of the bible..

there are 594 chapters before PS 118..

and 594 chapters after that..

594 + 594 = "1188"..

and whats the verse at the center ofthe bible?..

PS "118:8" it is better to take refugein GOD than to trust man..

is this a mere coincidence or is thisGOD's perfect design to remind us thatwhen things get shaky..

lets just fix are eyes on him who isthe "center of everything"

be intelligent.. try this questions..

Below are four ( 4 ) questions and abonus question.

You have to answer theminstantly. You can't take your time,answer all of them immediately.

OK?
Let's find out just how clever youreally are.

Ready? GO!!! (scroll down)

First Question:

You are participating in a race. Youovertake the second person. Whatposition are you in?

Answer: If you answered that you arefirst, then you are absolutely wrong!Ifyou overtake the second person and youtake his place, you are second!

Try not to screw up in the nextquestion.To answer the second question, don'ttake as much time as you took for thefirst question.

Second Question:
If you overtake the last person, then you are...?

Answer: If you answered that you aresecond to last, then you are wrongagain. Tell me, how can you overtaketheLAST Person?

You're not very good at this! Are you?

Third Question:

Very tricky math! Note: This must bedone in your head only.Do NOT use paper and pencil or acalculator. Try it.

Take 1000 and add 40 to it. Now addanother 1000. Now add 30. Add another1000. Now add 20. Now add another 1000Now add 10. What is the total?
Scroll down for answer.

Did you get 5000 ?

The correct answer is actually 4100.

Don't believe it? Check with yourcalculator! Today is definitely notyourday. Maybe you will get the lastquestion right?

Fourth Question:Mary's father has five daughters: 1.Nana, 2. Nene, 3. Nini, 4. Nono.What is the name of the fifth daughter?
Answer: Nunu?

NO! Of course not.Her name is Mary . Read the questionagain

Okay, now the bonus round:
There is a mute person who wants to buy a toothbrush. By imitating the action of brushing one's teeth he successfully expresses himself to the shopkeeper and the purchase is done.
Now if there is a blind man who wishesto buy a pair of sunglasses, how should he express himself?

He just has to open his mouth and ask,so simple.

KEEP THIS GOING TO FRUSTRATE THE
SMART PEOPLE IN YOUR LIFE

epiphany day

is a Christian feast..
intended to celebrate the "shining forth or revelation of God to mankind in human form"
in the person of Jesus..
the observance had its origins in the eastern Christian churches,
and included the birth of Jesus;
the visit of the Magi, or Wise Men (traditionally named Caspar, Melchior and Balthasar)..
who arrived in Bethlehem;
and all of Jesus' childhood events,
up to his baptism in the Jordan by John the Baptist.
The feast was initially based on, and viewed as a fulfillment of, the Jewish Feast of Lights.
This was fixed on January 6. Ancient Liturgies speak of Illuminatio, Manifestatio, Declaratio
(Light, Manifest (show), Declare) cf St. Matthew's Gospel (iii, 13-17); St. Luke's (iii, 22); and St. John's (ii, 1-11);
where the Baptism and Cana are dwelt upon.
The Christian Churches have traditionally also talked of a Revelation to the Gentiles
where the term 'Gentile' meant all non-Jewish peoples.
The Biblical Magi represent the non-Jewish peoples of the world

A God's will story..

A God’s will story.. The brand new pastor and his wife, newly assigned to their first ministry, to reopen a church in suburban Brooklyn, arrived in early October excited about their opportunities. When they saw their church, it was very run down and needed much work. They set a goal to have everything done in time to have their first service on Christmas Eve. They worked hard, repairing pews, plastering walls, painting, etc, and on December 18 were ahead of schedule and just about finished. On December 19 a terrible tempest - a driving rainstorm hit the area and lasted for two days. On the 21st, the pastor went over to the church. His heart sank when he saw that the roof had leaked, causing a large area of plaster about 20 feet by 8 feet to fall off the front wall of the sanctuary just behind the pulpit, beginning about head high. The pastor cleaned up the mess on the floor, and not knowing what else to do but postpone the Christmas Eve service, headed home. On the way he noticed that a local business was having a flea market type sale for charity so he stopped in. One of the items was a beautiful, handmade, ivory colored, crocheted tablecloth with exquisite work, fine colors and a Cross embroidered right in the center. It was just the right size to cover up the hole in the front wall. He bought it and headed back to the church. By this time it had started to snow. An older woman running from the opposite direction was trying to catch the bus.. She missed it. The pastor invited her to wait in the warm church for the next bus 45 minutes later. She sat in a pew and paid no attention to the pastor while he got a ladder, hangers, etc., to put up the tablecloth as a wall tapestry. The pastor could hardly believe how beautiful it looked and it covered up the entire problem area. Then he noticed the woman walking down the center aisle. Her face was like a sheet.. "Pastor," she asked, "where did you get that tablecloth?" The pastor explained. The woman asked him to check the lower right corner to see if the initials, EBG were crocheted into it there. They were. These were the initials of the woman, and she had made this tablecloth 35 years before, in Austria The woman could hardly believe it as the pastor told how he had just gotten the Tablecloth. The woman explained that before the war she and her husband were well-to-do people in Austria. When the Nazis came, she was forced to leave. Her husband was going to follow her the next week. He was captured, sent to prison and never saw her husband or her home again. The pastor wanted to give her the tablecloth; but she made the pastor keep it for the church. The pastor insisted on driving her home, that was the least he could do.. She lived on the other side of Staten Island and was only in Brooklyn for the day for a housecleaning job. What a wonderful service they had on Christmas Eve. The church was almost full. The music and the spirit were great. At the end of the service, the pastor and his wife greeted everyone at the door and many said that they would return. One older man, whom the pastor recognized from the neighborhood continued to sit in one of the pews and stare, and the pastor wondered why he wasn't leaving. The man asked him where he got the tablecloth on the front wall because it was identical to one that his wife had made years ago when they lived in Austria before the war and how could there be two tablecloths so much alike. He told the pastor how the Nazis came, how he forced his wife to flee for her safety and he was supposed to follow her, but he was arrested and put in a prison.. He never saw his wife or his home again all the 35 years in between. The pastor asked him if he would allow him to take him for a little ride. They drove to Staten Island and to the same house where the pastor had taken the woman three days earlier. He helped the man climb the three flights of stairs to the woman's apartment, knocked on the door and he saw the greatest Christmas reunion he could ever imagine. True Story - submitted by Pastor Rob Reid

the smell of rain.. ^_^

A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in
Dallas
as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. She was still groggy from surgery.
Her husband, David, held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean to deliver couple's new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing.
At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature.
Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs.
"I don't think she's going to make it," he said, as kindly as he could.
"There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one"
Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived.
She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on.
"No! No!" was all Diana could say.
She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four.
Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away
But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system was essentially 'raw', the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her is comfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love.
All they could do, as Dana struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl.
There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger.
But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there.
When Dana turned two months old, at last, her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time.
And two months later, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero, Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.
Five years later, when Dana was a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life.
She showed no signs whatsoever of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she was everything a little girl can be and more. But that happy ending is far from the end of her story.
One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in
Irving
,
Texas
, Dana was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ball park where her Brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing.
As always, Dana was chattering non-stop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent. Hugging her arms across her chest, little Dana asked, "Do you smell that?"
Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, "Yes, it smells like rain."
Dana closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?"
Once again, her mother replied, "Yes, I think we're about to get wet. It smells like rain."
Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced, "No, it smells like Him.
It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest."
Tears blurred Diana’s eyes as Dana happily hopped down to play with the other children.
Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along.
During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Dana on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well.

nike2x farewell..

i need to go..
i'm glad that i saw you before i left..
don't be so sad because of me..
we'll meet again..
can't you feel it? when we meet again,
tell me all the happiest memories you experienced from this life..
and when you hear me whisper in the wind..
you'll meet someone who has a soul like mine..
now, let me leave with your love in my heart..

a letter from an angel.. ^_^

Dear Mommy, I am in Heaven now,sitting on Jesus' lap. He loves meand cries with me; for my heart hasbeen broken. I so wanted to be yourlittle girl. I don't quite understandwhat has happened. I was so excitedwhen I began realizing myexistence. I was in a dark, yetcomfortable place. I saw I hadfingers and toes. I was pretty faralong in my developing, yet not nearready to leave my surroundings. Ispent most of my time thinking orsleeping. Even from my earliestdays, I felt a special bondingbetween you and me. Sometimes Iheard you crying and I cried withyou. Sometimes you would yell orscream, then cry. I heard Daddyyelling back. I was sad, and hopedyou would be better soon. Iwondered why you cried so much. Oneday you cried almost all of the day.I hurt for you. I couldn't imaginewhy you were so unhappy. That sameday, the most horrible thinghappened. A very mean monster cameinto that warm, comfortable place Iwas in. I was so scared, I beganscreaming, but you never once triedto help me. Maybe you never heardme. The monster got closer andcloser as I was screaming andscreaming, "Mommy, Mommy, help meplease; Mommy, help me." Completeterror is all I felt. I screamed andscreamed until I thought I couldn'tanymore. Then the monster startedripping my arms off. It hurt sobad; the pain I can never explain.It didn't stop. Oh, how I begged itto stop. I screamed in horror as itripped my leg off. Though I was insuch complete pain, I was dying. Iknew I would never see your face orhear you say how much you love me. Iwanted to make all your tears goaway. I had so many plans to makeyou happy. Now I couldn't; all mydreams were shattered. Though I wasin utter pain and horror, I felt thepain of my heart breaking, aboveall. I wanted more than anything tobe your daughter. No use now, for Iwas dying a painful death. I couldonly imagine the terrible things thatthey had done to you. I wanted totell you that I love you before I wasgone, but I didn't know the words youcould understand. And soon, I nolonger had the breath to say them; Iwas dead. I felt myself rising. Iwas being carried by a huge angelinto a big beautiful place. I wasstill crying, but the physical painwas gone. The angel took me to Jesusand set me on His lap. He said Heloved me, and He was my Father. ThenI was happy. I asked Him what thething was that killed me. Heanswered, "Abortion. I am sorry, mychild; for I know how it feels." Idon't know what abortion is; I guessthat's the name of the monster.I'm writing to say that I love youand to tell you how much I wanted tobe your little girl. I tried veryhard to live. I wanted to live. Ihad the will, but I couldn't; themonster was too powerful. It suckedmy arms and legs off and finally gotall of me. It was impossible tolive. I just wanted you to know Itried to stay with you. I didn'twant to die. Also, Mommy, pleasewatch out for that abortionmonster. Mommy, I love you and Iwould hate for you to go through thekind of pain I did. Please becareful. Love, Baby