Wednesday, August 26, 2009

A Very Special Meal

Once there was a very poor and devoted woman who always prayed to the Glory of God, asking very little, if anything for herself. But one thought, one desire continued to recur and finally she asked: petitioning the Lord, that if it were possible she would love to prepare a special meal and have God share at her table. And God, in His Love for this goodly woman, said He would indeed come the next day and share a meal.

Filled with ecstasy, the woman went out the following morning with her meager purse and purchased such delicacies that she felt would please the Lord.

Returning home, she prepared a banquet and waited patiently for her most honored guest. Soon there was a knock on the door, and when she opened it, there stood an old beggar asking for something to eat. Being a woman of God, she could not turn the beggar away, so she invited him in to partake of her table. The beggar felt as if he was in a dream - such a feast set before him. He finished all the food, thanked his hostess and left.

The woman was only slightly disheartened, she gathered up her purse, her coat, and hurried back to town to get more food for her special guest. Her funds were less now and so the food was not quite so elaborate. Nonetheless, she lovingly prepared another meal and sat to await the arrival of the Almighty.

A few hours went by and there was a loud knock on the door. This time it was an old gypsy woman with no teeth, who was deaf, who spoke quite loudly and was, rather rudely, insisting that any true believer in the Lord would not deny her something to eat.

Though the woman had no more money with which to buy more supplies, she invited the woman in and offered her a seat at the table. The gypsy ate everything, did not even thank the woman and left without closing the door.

By now it was beginning to get dark both inside and out. The woman's faith was strong, so that, though somewhat distraught, she did not give up, but rather, looked around her humble house to see if there was anything she could sell in order to buy more food to set before the Lord.

She hurried to town with a little silver cup that had been in her family for several generations, but she was willing to part with it for the great honor that God was going to bestow on her - the sharing of a meal.

Late in the night she rushed home to prepare yet a third meal. She waited and waited until, once more, there was a knock on the door. Holding her breath, she slowly opened the door to find yet another poor man in the guise of a wandering monk, in search of a meal.

Again, she offered hospitality, with as much grace as she could muster in her disappointment. This man also ate all that was set on the table and left after blessing the woman for her kindness. So discouraged and dismayed was she that all she could do was nod slightly, in acknowledgment of the thanks.

Now it was too late, with no way to buy any more food and no more money with which to buy it. She got down on her knees, weeping such heart-broken tears. She asked God what she had done wrong. Why had God not come to share at the table as He had promised?

And God, in all His Divine Compassion and Mercy, lifted the woman off her knees, and holding her close to His Heart, said, "My child, I enjoyed your hospitality so much that I came three times!"

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Anti-Christ

An Anti-Christ couples have a son.

They never introduce nor mention God into their son.

One day, the couple was killed in front of him.

Their neighbor adapted the child and enrolled him in a catholic school.

They told the teacher that the boy didn’t know anything about God.

During class, the teacher showed a picture of Jesus..

And asked, “Who among you know this man?”

The child raised his hand.

The shocked teacher call him.

The child answered “He was the man holding me tight when my parents died”

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Wooden Bowls

A frail old man lived with his son, his daughter-in-law, and his four-year-old grandson. His eyes were blurry, his hands trembled, and his step faltered.

The family would eat together nightly at the dinner table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating rather difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon, drooping to the floor. When he grasped his glass of milk, it often spilled clumsily at the tablecloth.

With this happening almost every night, the son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess.

"We must do something about grandfather," said the son.

"I've had enough of his milk spilling, noisy eating and food on the floor," the daughter-in-law agreed.

So the couple set a small table at the corner.

There, grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed their dinner at the dinner table. Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in wooden bowls. Sometimes when the family glanced in grandfather's direction, he had a tear in his eye as he ate alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence.

One evening, before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly: "What are you making?" Just as sweetly, the boy replied, "Oh, I'm making a little bowl for you and mama to eat your food from when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.

These words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears streamed down their cheeks. Though no words were spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening, the husband took grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table.

For the remainder of his days, grandfather ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk was spilled or the table cloth was soiled.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Gubat

May isang anak na gustong iligaw ang kaniyang ama sa gubat dahil sa sakit nitong wala ng lunas at pagod naring siyang magalaga dito,

Ipinasan niya ang kaniyang ama hanggang makarating sa dulo ng gubat,

Ngunit napansin niya na pinuputol ng kaniyang ama ang bawat sanga ng punong madaanan nila.

Tinanong ng lalaki kung bakit niya ginagawa ito.

Sumagot ang kaniyang ama,

“Pinuputol ko ang mga sanga dahil ayokong maligaw ka sa pag uwi mo anak”

Just like God, He never leave us into danger without making our way safe.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Teacher

Teaching may not be a lucrative position.

It cannot guarantee financial security.

It even means investing your personal time, energy, and resources.

Sometimes it means disappointments, heartaches and pains.

But touching the hearts of people and opening the minds of children can give you joy and contentment which money could not buy.

These are the moments I teach for.

These are the moments I live for.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

PLAYBOY

Girl: Why you keep on following me wherever I go?

Guy: It is because you’re so pretty and I think I’m falling for you.

Girl: Really? But you haven’t met my sister yet. She’s prettier than me and she’s at your back.

The guy turned to his back but no ones were there.

Guy: Are you making fun of me? Nobody is there?

Girl: No, but if you really love me you won’t look back.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Tune of the Song

How only one song gets stuck in your mind..

and not two or three.

Just like love.

No matter how many songs you listen to..

or how many guys or girls you’ve met,

Only one shines above the rest..

and that’s the song that keeps playing in your mind..