Monday, July 10, 2006

FOR TUESDAY, JULY 11, 2006

ON THE BRIGHT SIDE

JULY 11TH, 2006

TODAY'S THOUGHT

Men trip not on mountains, they stumble on stones.

Anonymous

TODAY’S ACTION

Be patient when you stumble and have courage to continue on

TODAY’S QUOTE

A good laugh is sunshine in a house.

Author unknown

HAPPY TUESDAY

It was a gloomy Monday After having a week of sunshine , it looks like we’ll be making our own this week. The good thing is that we won’t have to water the lawn or the flowers.

Have a great day ! Another wonderful one on the Way !

TODAY IS…TRY CAVIAR DAY

Anyway you look at it, the word "caviar" still means fish eggs. They are washed, and then processed with salt to preserve them until eaten. This is a gourmet treat that's delicious, nutritious and... expensive. Best served on toast points, they should be garnished with finely chopped onion, hard boiled eggs and dill or capers. Caviar is also good for preventing hangovers, but it's much cheaper to just drink some cod liver oil.

TODAY’S TRIVIA

Today is National Blueberry Muffin Day.

Today is National Cheer Up the Lonely Day.

1798: the U.S. Marine Corps was formally re-established by a congressional act that also created the U.S. Marine Band.

1955 New USAF Academy dedicated at Lowry AFB in Colorado with 300 cadets

1962: 1st transatlantic TV transmission via satellite (Telstar I).

1971: The U.S. Department of Agri­culture was allocated $19,520 to deter­mine if a woman's place was in the home.

TODAY’S SMILE

THE LETTER

Kathleen went to her mail box and there was only one letter. She picked it up and looked at it before opening, but then she looked at the envelope again. There was no stamp, no postmark, only her name and address. She read the letter:

Dear Kathleen:

I'm going to be in your neighborhood Saturday afternoon and I'd like to stop by for a visit.

Love Always, Jesus

Her hands were shaking as she placed the letter on the table. "Why would the Lord want to visit me? I'm nobody special. I don't have anything to offer."

With that thought, Kathleen remembered her empty kitchen cabinets. "Oh my goodness, I really don't have anything to offer. I'll have to run down to the store and buy something for dinner."

She reached for her purse and counted out its contents. Five dollars and forty cents. "Well, I can get some bread and cold cuts at least." She threw on her coat and hurried out the door.

A loaf of French bread, a half pound of sliced turkey, and a carton of milk...leaving Kathleen with grand total of twelve cents to last her until Monday. Nonetheless, she felt good as she headed home, her meager offerings tucked under her arm.

"Hey lady, can you help us, lady?" Kathleen had been so absorbed in her life and her dinner plans, she hadn't even noticed two figures huddled in the alleyway. A man and a woman, both of them dressed in little more than rags

"Look lady, I ain't got a job, ya know, and my wife and I have been living out here on the street, and, well, now it's getting cold and we're getting kinda hungry and, well, if you could help us, lady, we'd really appreciate it."

Kathleen looked at them both. They were dirty, they smelled bad and frankly, she was certain that they could get some kind of work if they really wanted to. "Sir, I'd like to help you, but I'm a poor woman myself. All I have is a few cold cuts and some bread, and I'm having an important guest for dinner tonight and I was planning on serving that to Him."

"Yeah, well, okay lady, I understand. Thanks anyway." The man put his arm around the woman's shoulders, turned and he headed back into the alley.

As she watched them leave, Kathleen felt a familiar twinge in Her heart. "Sir, wait!" The couple stopped and turned as she ran down the alley after them. "Look, why don't you take this food. I'll figure out something else to serve my guest."

She handed the man her grocery bag. "Thank you lady. Thank you very much!" "Yes, thank you!" It was the man's wife, and Kathleen could see now that she was shivering. "You know, I've got another coat at home. Here, why don't you take this one."

Kathleen unbuttoned her jacket and slipped it over the woman's shoulders. Then smiling, she turned and walked back to the street...without her coat and with nothing to serve her guest.

"Thank you lady! Thank you very much!" Kathleen was chilled by the time she reached her front door, and worried too. The Lord was coming to visit and she didn't have anything to offer Him. She fumbled through her purse for the door key. But as she did, she noticed another envelope in her mailbox.

That's odd. The mailman doesn't usually come twice in one day." She took the envelope out of the box and opened it.

Dear Kathleen:

It was so good to see you again. Thank you for the lovely meal. And thank you, too, for the beautiful coat.

Love Always, Jesus

The air was still cold, but even without her coat, Kathleen no longer noticed.

Author unknown

TODAY’S WORD

pu·er·ile adjective

1. Belonging to childhood; juvenile. 2. Immature; childish. Synonym young.

TODAY’S REFLECTION

So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. Now we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands.

2 Cor. 4:18-5:1

Everything we experience in this life is temporary. No matter how much we enjoy doing something, going somewhere, or being with someone, it is all only temporary. But, in heaven, we have the opportunity to be with God and His redeemed for all eternity!

From Alan Smiths’s Thought for the Day

TODAY’S ADVICE FROM THE OLD FARMER’S ALMANAC

Freshen smelly sneakers with a liberal dose of salt.

73 DAYS UNTIL AUTUMN

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

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