Monday, December 31, 2007

♥Happy New Year♥




May the wicked turn good
May the good attain peace
May the peaceful be freed from all bondage
May the liberated redeem others.
May everybody be happy .
May everybody be free from disease
May everybody have good luck
May none fall on evil days.
May everybody surmount difficulties
May everybody have good fortune
May everybody realise his ambitions
May everybody rejoice every where.




Friday, December 28, 2007

♥Even If♥


Even If..............

Even if I never see another sunset,Coloring our world as the day goes by.Even if I never see another star,Twinkling in the midnight sky.Even if I never lay my head on my pillow,At the end of a long, hard day.Even if I never accomplish things I wanted for this life,At least I’ll be able to say.That I did the things I should have done,As God would have me to do.I’ve made mistakes along the path,But God forgave and let me start anew.I cared about others more than myself,Yet I always tried to put God first.I read my Bible whenever I could,And I always loved to go to church.I put my faith in God above,I tried to keep a prayer in my heart.Making Heaven was my goal,From the very start.I tried to be a witness to others,And not a stumbling block.I kept my eyes on the eastern sky,For I knew we were racing against the clock.I’m ready now, God, for you to appear,For you’re coming in the twinkling of an eye.And even if I never awake on this old earth again,I’m ready to take to the sky.

♥And So I Wait♥



And So I Wait
I waitSometimes impatientlyFor you to callI waitBecause you have hadThis bewitching spellI waitBecause when I hear youYour words wrap around meLike your armsWhen they hold meI will waitTo have you near meTo have you fill meWith your loveAnd so I wait
Lori Jean Larsen

♥Hugs From Heaven♥



~~ Hugs From Heaven~~
When you feel a gentle breeze Caress you when you sigh, It's a hug sent from Heaven From a loved one way up high. If a soft and tender raindrop Lands upon your nose, They've added a small kiss As fragile as a rose. If a song you hear fills you with a feeling of sweet love, It's a hug sent from Heaven from someone special up above.If you awaken in the morning to a bluebird's chirping song, It's music sent from Heaven to cheer you all day long. If tiny little snowflakes land upon your face, It's a hug sent from Heaven trimmed with Angel lace. So keep the joy in your heart If you're lonely my dear friend, Hugs that are sent from Heaven a broken heart will mend

♦ ♦Hand In Hand♦ ♦



Hand In Hand
Our wedding day will always beA special day for all to see.We stood together, side by side,This awesome day as Groom and Bride.We once were two, but now are one.Our life together has begun.We'll face our trials, hand-in-handWe've sealed this with our wedding band.Together, you and I do swear,We'll live our life with loving flair.We'll dedicate our lives, each day,To build our love in every way.Now with God's help, we'll stand as one.And as we share the toil and fun,We'll serve and cherish our great love -Knowing it's from our God above.


♥Living And Giving♥



Living And GivingWhatever you give away today,or think or say or do will multiply about tenfoldand then return to you. It may not come immediately,nor from the obvious sourcebut the law applies unfailingly,through some invisible force. Whatever you feel about another,be it love or hate or passionwill surely bounce right back to youin some clear (or secret) fashion If you speak about some person,a word of praise or two,soon, tens of other peoplewill speak kind words of you. Our thoughts are broadcasts of the soul,not secrets of the brain. Kind ones bring us happiness;petty ones, untold pain. Giving works as surelyas reflections in a mirror. If hate you send, hate you'll get back,but loving brings love nearer. Remember, as you start this dayand duty crowds your mind, that kindness comes so quickly backto those who first are kind. Let that thought and this onedirect us through each day.The only things we ever keepare the things we give away.

~Author Unknown~

♦ ♦Out of Solitude♦ ♦



Out of Solitude

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand.

The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness,
that is a friend who cares.
-Henri Nouwen-

♥GOOD VALUES♥



The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints; we spend more, but have less; we buy more but enjoy it less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time; we have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgement; more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life; We've added years to life, not life to years.
We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor. We've conquered outer space, but not inner space; We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul; we've split the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less; we plan more, but accomplish less.
We've learned to rush, but not to wait; we have higher incomes, but, lower morals.
We build more computers to hold more information to produce more copies than ever, but have less communication; We've become long on quantity, but short on quality.
These are the days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses, but broken homes.
These are the days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throw away morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. Where are we heading ....?
If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.
And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family an unwise investment indeed.So what is the morale of the story????
Don't work too hard... and you know what's the full word of family?FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER, (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

♥I Am The New Year♥



I Am The New Year

I am the promise of tommorrow
I am "what is and can be"
I am the chance to start anew
I am "that dream of peace and tranquility"
Last year has come and gone,I am tommorrow
And with this new promise of tommorrow
Any and all things are possible

Friday, December 21, 2007

Another Crooked Cop

Not fallowering the law..
just maken up as they go along...

BOTTEM LINE I, FEEL ASULTED BY THESE'S 2OFFICER'S!!

THEY HAD NO RIGHT TO EMBRASS ME AND REFUSE ME
ATTENDING MY BROTHER'S GRAVE SIDE SERVICE!!!
I WOULDEN'T WISH THIS ON A LIVING PERSON-
WE ARE STILL IN AMERICA-
I HAVE THE FREEDOM OF SPECH-
IF THIS CAN HAPPEN TO ME--
WELL IT CAN HAPPEN TO YOU.
I'M PROTESTING GRANITE, OKLA
SPEND NO $$$$$$ THERE...
I PROTEST THE GREER FUNERAL HOME
IT TOOK A PRETTY COLD PERSON ESTABLISHMENT TO DO WHAT THEY DID TO ME....
READ HIS OWN PAPPER PRECEDED IN DEATH BY MOTHER/FARTHER/BROTHER....
LEAVEN ME THE OLDEST MY SISTER AND OUR LAST BROTHER.... THEM BROTHERS LIVED RIGHT ACROSS THE STREET FROM ONE ANOTHER-
AND HE WASEN'T ABLE TO ATTEND OUR BROTHERS SERVICE- DUE TO A BARNEY PHIFE TYPE COP-
THEY HAVE ALREADY RECIVED A FEW CALLS
FROM WITTNESSES THAT WERE PRESENT AND WILL TO TESTIFIE IN CORT-
IN MY HEART I WANT TO JUST LET IT GO.
BUT WHEN IS IT TO MUCH..
WE ARE LOUSEN OUR FREEDOMS!!!!!!!!!


CALL THE CITY MANAGER AT 1-580-535-2116

REPORT-
officer's Goodwin
BG- NUMBER( 204)
And
Officer Keisker
BG-NUMBER ( 234)
if your a friend of mine and feel you know my "person" well enough to say...i'd never evan heald a gun much less have a bullett.... what could i do with one if i had one ....i draw a blank:
were do ya buy'm... i may carry a bullett from now on.. lol lol wtf-
first thing monday i will be seeking a lawyer- to find out...
i started reciving hate mails last night... i opend one- not the rest
ive made no replyies-
i'm feeling dead and a lil bewilderd....really.
ill recover thank you for all your saport sincerly janie cox

Monday, December 17, 2007

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

♥Prayer for Those With Cancer♥



Prayer for Those With Cancer
Bless, O God,all who struggle with cancer.Empower them with hopefor each and every day.Provide them with lovingand tender care, laughter,and the support of love.Grant themcourage when they are afraid,comfort when they are in pain,and your blessingwhen all else seems hopeless,that in their fight with illnessthey may continue to praise youand glorify your name.

Amen.

Monday, December 10, 2007

♥MY FIRST CHRISTMAS IN HEAVEN♥


MY FIRST CHRISTMAS IN HEAVEN



I see the countless Christmas trees

around the world below.

With tiny lights, like Heaven’s stars,

reflecting on the snow.

The sight is so spectacular,

please wipe away the tear.

For I am spending Christmas with

Jesus Christ this year.

I hear the many Christmas songs

that people hold so dear

But the sounds of music can’t compare

with the Christmas choir up here.

I have no words to tell you,

the joy their voices bring,

For it is beyond description,

to hear the angels sing.

I know how much you miss me,

I see the pain inside your heart.

But I am not so far away,

we really aren’t apart.

So be happy for me, dear ones,

you know I hold you dear

And be glad I’m spending Christmas

with Jesus Christ this year.

I sent you each a special gift,

from my Heavenly home above.

I sent you each a memory

of my undying Love

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

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Do not walk beside me either.
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Sunday, November 25, 2007

♥Will You Always Love Me!♥



When summers have passed beyondmy fingers on both handsWhen the color of my hair matchesthe color of the full moonWhen my body takes a different shapeand the pounds are easily seenWhen the excitement felt from mytouch seems to lose its magicWill you see me in a different way?will your love for me change?Or will you whisper each morning Iam still the love of your life?Will you look upon me with the eyesthat adore and cherish me then?Reminding me why you chose me to bethe one you share your life with?Will your voice of reassurance whenI am blue, be a measure of your love?Cradling me in your loving arms whenyou see a tear escape my eyeAll of these questions and many other'swander through my mind as I sayHold me close my darling and let mefeel your heart beat against mine
© 2002 Raymond Cook





♥My Mother♥

Mothers Never Die-- They Just Keep House in the Sky
When we are children, we are happy and gay
And our mother is young and she laughs as we play,
Then as we grow up, she teaches us truth
And lays life's foundations in the days of our youth...
And then it's time for us to leave home
But her teachings go with us wherever we roam,
For all that she has taught us and all that we did
We were so often just a "bad little kid"
When we will often remember and then relize
That mothers are special and wounderfully wise...
And as she grows older and we look back with love
Knowing that mothers are "Gifts from above"
And when she "goes home" to receive her reward
She will dwell in God's Kingdom and "keep house for the Lord"
Where she 'll "light up" the stars through the night
And keep the moonbeams "sparkeling and bright"
And then with the dawn she will put the darkness away
As she "Scours" the sun to new brillance each day...
So dry tears of sorrow, for mothers don't die--
They just move in with God and "keep house in the sky"
And there in God's Kingdom, mother watches from above
To welcome their children with undying love
Author unknown

In Loving Memory of my mother
Annabell Marie Tracy Bevill

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Wednesday, November 21, 2007

♥Sister's♥



A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day,drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother. As they talked about life,about marriage,about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glassthoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter.
"Don't forget your Sisters," she advised, swirling the tealeaves to the bottom of her glass. "They'll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need Sisters.
Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them. "Remember that 'Sisters'means ALL the women... your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other women relatives too. "You'll need other women -Women always do."'What a funny piece of advice!' the young woman thought. 'Haven't I just gotten married? Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!'But she listened to her Mother. She kept contactwith her Sisters and made more women friends each year. As the years tumbled by, one afteranother, she gradually came to understand that her Mom really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, Sisters are the mainstays of her life.After more than 50 years of living in this world,here is what I've learned: THIS SAYS IT ALL: Time passes. Life happens. Distance separates.Children grow up. Jobs come and go. Love waxes and wanes. Men don't do what they're supposed to do. Hearts break. Parents die. Colleagues forget favors. Careers end.
BUT......... Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach.
When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley's rim,cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf,and waiting with open arms at the valley's end. Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you. Or come in and carry you out.
Girlfriends, daughters,granddaughters,daughters-in-law, sisters,sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties,nieces, cousins, andextended family, all bless our life! The world wouldn't be the same without women, andneither would I.
When we began this adventure called womanhood; we had no idea of theincredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other. Every day, we need each other still.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

♥Daddy's Poem♥






Daddy's Poem

Her hair was up in a pony tail,
Her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
And she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,
That she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
If she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;
She knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
Of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,
For her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
She tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school
Eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees
A dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back,
For everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
Anxious in their seats

One by one the teacher called
A student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
As seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,
Every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
For a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"
She heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
Another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,
She heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
Too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,
As she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
Who told her to go on
And with hands behind her back,
Slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
Came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here,
Because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
Since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
And how much he loves me so
He loved to tell me stories
He taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
And taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,
And ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him.
I'm not standing here alone.

"'Cause my daddy's always with me,
Even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
He'll forever be in my heart"
With that, her little hand reached up,
And lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,

And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads,
Her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
Who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love
Of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
Doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down,
Staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
But its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,
he's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
But heaven's, just too far.

You see he is a Marine
And died just this past year
When a roadside bomb hit his convoy
And taught Americans to fear.
But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
And saw him there that day.

And to her mothers amazement,
She witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
All starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,
Who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
They saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy,"
To the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
Of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,
For each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
Was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
By the love of her shining star.
And given the gift of believing,
That heaven is never too far.

They say it takes a minute to find a special
Person, an hour to appreciate them,
A day to love them, but then an entire
Life to forget them.

Send this to the people you'll never forget and
remember to send it also to the person that sent
it to you. It's a short message to let them know
that you'll never forget them.

If you don't send it to anyone, it means you're
in a hurry and that you've forgotten your
friends.
Take the time..to live and love.
Until eternity. God bless!

♥The Blonde Sister♥







Two sisters, one blonde and one brunette, inherit the family ranch. Unfortunately, after just a few years, they are in financial trouble. To keep the bank from repossessing the ranch, they need to purchase a bull from the stockyard in a far town so they can breed their own stock.

They have only $600 left. Upon leaving, the brunette tells her sister, "When I get there, if I decide to buy the bull, I'll contact you to drive out after me and haul it home."

The brunette arrives at the stockyard, inspects the bull, and decides she wants to buy it. The man tell s her that he will sell it for $599, no less. After paying him, she drives to the nearest town to send her sister a telegram to tell her the news. She walks into the telegraph office and says, "I want to send a telegram to my sister telling her that I've bought a bull for our ranch. I need her to hitch the trailer to our pickup truck and drive out here so we can haul it home."

The telegraph operator explains that he'll be glad to help her, then adds, "It's just 99 cents a word." Well, after paying for the bull, the brunette has only $1 left. She realizes that she'll be able to send her sister just one word.

After a few minutes of thinking, she nods and says, "I want you to send her the word 'comfortable.'"

The operator shakes his head. "How is she ever going to know that you want her to hitch the trailer to your pickup truck and drive out here to haul that bull back to your ranch if you send her just the word
'comfortable'?"

The brunette explains, "My sister's a blonde. The word's big. She'll read it very slowly: 'com-for-da-bull'!"

Friday, November 16, 2007

♥The Well of Positivity♥

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Thursday, November 15, 2007

♥Father's Love Letter♥


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♥Mirror, Mirror♥







Mirror, mirror on the wall
Do you have to tell it all?

Where do you get the glaring light
To make my clothes look just too tight?

I think I'm fine but I can see
you won't cooperate with me;

The way you let the shadows play
You'd think my hair was getting gray.

What's that, you say? A double chin?
No, that's the way the light comes in;

If you persist in peering so
You'll confiscate my facial glow,

And then if you're not hanging straight
You'll tell me next I'm gaining weight;

I'm really quite upset with you
For giving this distorted view;

I hate you being smug and wise ~
O, look what's happened to my thighs!

I warn you now, O mirrored wall,
Since we're not on speaking terms at all,

If I look like this in my new jeans,
You'll find yourself in smithereens!

♥Menopause‏♥





My husband, being unhappy with my mood swings, bought
me a mood ring
the other day so he would be able to monitor my
moods.

We've discovered that when I'm in a good mood, it
turns green. When
I'm in a bad mood, it leaves a big freaking red mark
on his forehead.

Maybe next time he'll buy me a diamond. Dumb ass.

♥A Mother's Resolutions♥






A Mother's Resolutions

- When I forget to go to the grocery store, I will not boil the macaroni
necklaces my children made for me in preschool.

- When I hear one of my children wake in the middle of the night, I will run
upstairs to supervise before he relieves himself in the sink and then creeps
into the bathtub to return to sleep.

- I will pack the kids' lunch boxes the night before so I don't throw in a
slab of frozen lasagna as they're running for the bus. "It'll defrost by
lunch. If not, you can suck it like an ice pop."

- I will resist the urge to explain to strangers why my son is wearing
winter boots, a bathing suit bottom, and an inside-out and backward pajama
top. I will be grateful that he is able to dress himself.

- I will not tell my children that the Play-Doh dried up just because I
don't feel like cleaning up after they use it, even though I know it means
I'll spend the evening harvesting the colored stuff from the carpet fibers,
chair cushions and the dog's fur.

- I will always protect the rights of my children, especially their right to
remain silent.

-. I will learn to accept the outbursts and tantrums as a part of life.
After all, I promised to love my husband for better or worse.

- When my husband and I go to a restaurant without the kids, I will not roll
up his sleeves or move the knives from his reach. I will not accompany him
to the bathroom and remind him to wash his hands with soap. If my husband
wants dessert at the end of the meal, I will not tell him it depends on his
behavior.

♥Happy Blessed Thanksgiving♥


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Tuesday, November 13, 2007

The Wedding Ring




NEVER KNEW THIS!

Why should the wedding ring be worn on the fourth finger?

There is a beautiful and convincing explanation given by the Chinese.....

Thumb represents your Parents
Second (Index) finger represents your Siblings
Middle finger represents your-Self (or what you want to convey to someone)
Fourth (Ring) finger represents your Life Partner
& the Last (Little) finger represents your children

Firstly, open your palms (face to face), bend the middle fingers and hold them together - back to back
Secondly, open and hold the remaining three fingers and the thumb - tip to tip
Now, try to separate your thumbs (representing the parents)..., they will open, because your parents are not destined to live with you lifelong, and have to leave you sooner or later.

Please join your thumbs as before and separate your Index fingers (representing siblings)...., they will also open, because your brothers and sisters will have their own families and will have to lead their own separate lives.
Now join the Index fingers and separate your Little fingers (representing your children)...., they will open too, because the children also will get married and settle down on their own some day.
Finally, join your Little fingers, and try to separate your Ring fingers (representing your spouse).
You will be surprised to see that you just CANNOT....., because Husband & Wife have to remain together all their lives - through thick and thin!!
Please try this out.............
ISN'T THIS A GREAT THEORY?

Sunday, November 11, 2007

What this ♥ button really means...

What this ♥ button really means...


When you have read one of the messages on the boards and you really like the post, but don't really have a lot to say about it ... it was a good read and worth passing on. Or maybe you simply don't have time to post a reply but you appreciate the fact that its there. Well, you can let that person and fellow members know that you liked it or appreciate the effort? And recommend others to read it. How? It's easy ...

That little gold heart up there beside the word Reply... its sitting between the words Reply and Recommend ... just click it. Thats it... thats all it takes. That one little click tells folks that someone thinks its a worth while post.
So, how about we start considering the time, effort or thought that goes into the message boards and let folks know we're here and we like what we've found... After all, its only a click.

...JaniE

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Saturday, November 10, 2007

Memoryies - Jani€™


There's something in a simple hug







There's something in a simple hug
That always warms the heart;
It welcomes you back home
And makes it easier to part.

A hug is a way to share the joy
And sad times you go through,
Or just a way for friends to say
They like you 'cause you're you.

Hugs are meant for anyone
For whom you really care,
From your grandma to your neighbor,
Or a cuddly teddy bear.

A hug is an amazing thing
It's just the perfect way
To show the love you're feeling
But can't find the words to say.

It's funny how a little hug
Makes everyone feel good;
In every place and language,
It's always understood.

And hugs don't need new equipment,
Special batteries or parts
Just open up your arms
And open up your hearts.

Author Unknown

Jani€™ Belives In..


Angles Watchen Over Jani€™



26 Angels. . . . Here's a message that will give you chills. Have you ever felt the urge to pray for someone and then just put it on a list and said "I'll pray for them later"? Or has anyone ever called you and said, "I need you to pray for me, I have this need"? Read the following story that was sent to me and may it change the way that


you think about prayer and also the way you pray. A missionary on furlough


told this true story while visiting his home church in Michigan........ While serving at a small field hospital in Africa, every two weeks I traveled by bicycle through the jungle to a nearby city for supplies. This was a journey of two days and required camping overnight at the halfway point. On one of these journeys, I arrived in the city where I planned to collect money from a bank, to purchase medicine and supplies, and then begin my two-day journey back to the field hospital. Upon arrival in the city, I observed two men fighting, one of whom had been


seriously injured. I treated him for his injuries and at the same time talked to him about the Lord. I then traveled two days, camping overnight,


and arrived home without incident. Two weeks later I repeated my journey. Upon arriving in the city, I was approached by the young man I had treated and he told me that he had known I


carried money and medicines." He said, "Some friends and I followed you into


the jungle, knowing you would camp overnight. We planned to kill you and take your money and drugs. But just as we were about to move into your camp,


we saw that you were surrounded by 26 armed guards." "At this I laughed and said that I was certainly all alone in that jungle campsite." The young man pressed the point, however, and said, "No sir, I was not the only person to see the guards. My five friends also saw them,and


we all counted them. It was because of those guards that we were afraid and


left you alone." At this point in the story, one of the men in the congregation jumped to his


feet and interrupted the missionary and asked if he could tell him the exact


day this happened. The missionary told the congregation the date, and the man who interrupted told him this story: "On the night of your incident in Africa, it was morning here and I was preparing to go play golf. On the course, I was about to putt when I felt the urge to pray for you. In fact, the urging of the Lord was so strong, I


called some men in this church to meet with me here in the sanctuary to pray for you. Would all of those men who met with me on that day stand up?" The men who had met together to pray that day stood up. The missionary wasn't concerned with who they were, he was too busy counting how many men he saw. There were 26! This story is an incredible example of how the Spirit of the Lord moves in mysterious ways. If you ever hear such prodding, go along with it. Nothing


is ever hurt by prayer except the gates of Hell. As the above true story clearly illustrates, "With God all things are possible." And more importantly, God hears and answers the prayers of the


faithful. After you read this, give God thanks for the beautiful gift of your faith,


for the powerful gift of prayer, and for the many miracles He works in your


own daily life ..... and then pass it on. We walk this earth but one time ..... each time we touch someone, we leave a


part of ourselves...and we walk away with a part of them. "As for me, far be it from me that I should sin against the Lord by failing


to pray for you." I Samuel 12:23 PRAYER Holy and eternal God, thank you for those intercessors that surround


our lives like a holy hedge with their prayers. Help us to minister confidently in the knowledge that you are God who hears and answers prayer.


Amen.