Saturday, March 11, 2006

FOR SATRUDAY, MARCH 11, 2006

ON THE BRIGHT SIDE

MARCH 11TH, 2006

TODAY'S THOUGHT

We cannot change yesterday, but we can hope and pray for a better tomorrow.

Anonymous

TODAY'S ACTION

Learn wisdom from failure

TODAY'S QUOTE

A man's life is what his thoughts make of it.

Marcus Aurelius

HAPPY SATURDAY!

Today is the day we’ll be celebrating March birthdays The Newlyweds, DS#1 and family, DD and hubby, DS#3 and family, DS#5 and his wife and I will all get together for a day of fun. I hope to have pictures posted in my journal for you all to see tomorrow. Have a great day all ! Another wonderful one on the Way!

TODAY IS...JOHNNY APPLESEED DAY

Yes, there really was a Johnny Appleseed. His real name was John Chapman - born in Massachusetts in 1774. But he didn't just walk around the country sprinkling apple seeds all over the place. He was a serious nurseryman who set out orchards in the widerness of the MidWest. He then gave or sold trees to the pioneers moving West who depended on apples as a staple in their diets

TODAY'S TRIVIA

Today is Genealogy Day, a time to celebrate names and start a great hobby Today is Apple Appreciation Day, honoring the memory of Johnny "Appleseed" Chapman, who died on this date in 1847. He planted apple trees everywhere he went and was regarded by native Americans a great medicine man

1302: Romeo Monteveccio married Juliet Cappelleto in Citadela, Italy, and inspired Shakespeare to write a play about them. They had never seeneach other

1903: Lawrence Welk was born in Strasburg, North Dakota. He sold accordion lessons by mail before his TV show became a hit. The 16-year network show still thrives in syndication. His only hit record was "Calcutta" in 1960.

1951: The comic strip "Dennis the Menace" first appeared in U.S. newspapers. His favorite drink was root beer. For years, he always carried a slingshot in his back pocket

TODAY'S SMILE

It arose one morning from the bowels of my desk, a formless mass that spread and covered itself over anything I was looking for. "Who are you?" I asked. "I am Clutter," the mass answered, "and I am here to confound your life.

I am the things you refuse to throw out though you haven't used them in six years, the miscellaneous papers, phone numbers, business cards, things you accumulate and don't put away. I am the inevitable manifestation of your sloppiness. I am Clutter." I grabbed Clutter and moved it from one end of the desk to the other.

Clutter chortled.

That's my favorite pastime. Moving from one end of the desk to the other. "What do you want?" Iasked.

"To frustrate you. I will resist all attempts to remove me, reduce me, or otherwise eliminate me. It's my purpose to hide whatever important piece of paper you need, whichever phone number you must call."

 "I'm throwing you out," I stormed. Clutter shook his untidy mass sadly, as in pity. "Not without looking through me to see if there's anything you really need,"

Clutter answered. "The odds are slim, but you won't take that chance. And while your sorting through me, I'll re-form in another pile." "But you'll be smaller, more manageable."

"Not really. You'll decide to keep 90% of me, as you always do. And soon, new papers, numbers, documents will gather, making me more obstructive than ever." "You won't ruin my life, Clutter! I'll start a filing system! Put a bit of you where you belong."

Clutter gazed at me contemptuously. "The last time you tried that, you created my cousins, Chaos and Disorder. It'll never work."

Clutter had me and I knew it. Attempts in the past to file things alphabetically had only created 26 piles of mess instead of one. I was desperate, so I decided to bluff. "I'll take a time management course," I threatened.

Clutter quite rightly ignored my remark. I wasn't dealing with an idiot, after all. "Then I'll buy a computer and store you on my floppy disks!" "And within a month your disk-filing system will be in total disarray, plus you'll have another pile of papers waiting to be entered onto disks.

Face it, you can't win.

 Exasperated, I ran to the closet. "I'm getting some air. "Clutter had been to the closet before me. Shoes were scattered, shirts were unhung, clumps of pants and underwear lay strewn next to towels and a lawn chair. Socks congealed in small piles, looking like the waste product of some nylon-eating monster. Cliff notes from A Tale of Two Cities lay atop the heater.

 "Clutter," I yelled. "You have crippled my productivity for the last time. No longer will I be late, no more will I miss appointments, never again shall I be overwhelmed by your size and withdraw into reading old magazines. I am going out to the store to buy a paper shredder."

I looked around for a long moment. "Now where did I leave my keys?"

Clutter burped !

TODAY'S WORD

advocate • \AD-vuh-kayt\verb : to plead in favor of

TODAY'S REFLECTION

Prophecy: I will also make you a light for the Gentiles, that you may bring my salvation to the ends of the earth Isaiah 49:6b

Fulfillment: Then Paul and Barnabas answered them boldly: 'We had to speak the word of God to you first. Since you reject it and do not consider yourselves worthy of eternal life, we now turn to the Gentiles Acts 13:46

If you want to start a campfire, you have to get a spark, possibly by rubbing flints together, then the spark lights a few twigs and soon you have a blazing fire. God chose a most unlikely person to be a spark that was "a light to the Gentiles." Paul was a Pharisee, a militant enemy of the Christians. Yet Jesus spoke to Paul as he was traveling to Damascus, causing Paul’s conversion.

From Daily Guideposts

TODAY'S ADVICE FROM THE OLD FARMER'S ALMANAC

Providing is preventing

9 DAYS UNTIL SPRING

 Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your Heart

Psalm 37:4

I Love You All !!!

 Be Blessed !!!

Ma

MY HOMEPAGE

I believe we should live ‘ON THE BRIGHT SIDE’

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MY JOURNALS

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BRIGHT SIDE LOGO BY SON #6

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