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Salamat kaayo for those who dropped by this thread.
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Here is this thread's Table of Contents:
page 1 -01- Self-Control (a story about a Zen master and his students)
page 1 -02- Wait for the Brik
page 1 -03- The Mouse Trap
page 1 -04- The Brother's Song (what a brother's song of love can do)
page 1 -05- The Story of the 3 Trees
page 2 -06- God's Presence
page 2 -07- Life Sentence (regrets of a husband)
page 2 -08- The Parable of the Rich Man (a parable of an uncontented man)
page 2 -09- The Father's Gift
page 2 -10- I Just Cant Understand Woman (a poem of truth?)
page 3 -11- Love and Time (value of love in time)
page 3 -12- Time (value of time)
page 3 -13- Eight Gifts You can Afford
page 3 -14- Symptoms of Inner Peace
page 3 -15- Just be...
page 3 -16- Life is... (what life is and what life isnt)
page 3 -17- You Cross
page 4 -18- The Melthing Princess (what was it inside the Prince's pocket?)
page 4 -19- Slowdown Therapy
page 4 -20- Version Control
page 4 -21a- Desiderata
page 4 -21b- Help Yourself
page 5 -22- Make a Difference
page 5 -23a- Difference between "somebody you Love" and "somebody you Like"
page 5 -23b- Hapiness in Work (cartoon sketch)
page 5 -24- How to Control Emotions
page 5 -25- Why Women Cry
page 5 -26- God Answers Prayers in 3 Ways
page 5 -27- From the Heart
page 5 -28- Kissing 101
page 5 -29- Psychological Profile Test
page 6 -30- Friends Will Find Their Way
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Friends Will Find Their Way
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...Its funny but it does bite! Reality Check![]()
nice, nice!
me like it... pero i think it's rude for the bear to just leave the hippo and not call for back up.![]()
Salamat sad Crinkz. You might like another one, here it is...
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The Heart Says it All
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...wat can u say?![]()
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I feel like posting images this day. So, here is another one...
...hope you like it..
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Your Friendship
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...hhhmmmmmm....![]()
....any reactions?
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do you welcome violent reactions bro jack:mrgreen:
@bai Bert, mudawat ko og violent reactions! Basta reaction, no problem. Just post it here! he-he-he!
Here is a true story about understing where God's perfection is to a disable boy. I hope you'll like it.
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Where is God's Perfection?
In Brooklyn, New York, Chush is a school that caters to learning disabled children. Some children remain in Chush for their entire school career, while others can be mainstreamed into conventional schools.
At a Chush fund-raising dinner, the father of a Chush child delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended.
After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he cried out, "Where is the perfection in my son Shaya? Everything God does is done with perfection. But my child cannot understand things as other children do. My child cannot remember facts and figures as other children do. Where is God's perfection?"
The audience was shocked by the question, pained by the father's anguish, stilled by the piercing query.
" I believe," the father answered, "that when God brings a child like this into the world, the perfection that he seeks is in the way people react to this child."
He then told the following story about his son Shaya:
One afternoon Shaya and his father walked past a park where some boys Shaya knew were playing baseball.
Shaya asked, "Do you think they will let me play?"
Shaya's father knew that his son was not at all athletic and that most boys would not want him on their team. But Shaya's father understood that if his son was chosen to play it would give him a comfortable sense of belonging.
Shaya's father approached one of the boys in the field and asked if Shaya could play. The boy looked around for guidance from his teammates. Getting none, he took matters into his own hands and said "We are losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him up to bat in the ninth inning."
Shaya's father was ecstatic as Shaya smiled broadly. Shaya was told to put on a glove and go out to play short center field.
In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shaya's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shaya's team scored again and now with two outs and the bases loaded with the potential winning run on base, Shaya was scheduled to be up. Would the team actually let Shaya bat at this juncture and give away their chance to win the game? Surpassingly, Shaya was given the bat.
Everyone knew that it was all but impossible because Shaya didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, let alone hit with it. However as Shaya stepped up to the plate, the pitcher moved a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shaya should at least be able to make contact.
The first pitch came in and Shaya swung clumsily and missed. One of Shaya's teammates came up to Shaya and together the held the bat and faced the pitcher waiting for the next pitch. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly toward Shaya. As the pitch came in, Shaya and his teammate swung at the bat and together they hit a slow ground ball to the pitcher.
The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could easily have thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shaya would have been out and that would have ended the game. Instead, the pitcher took the ball and threw it on a high arc to right field, far beyond reach of the first baseman.
Everyone started yelling,"Shaya, run to first. Run to first." Never in his life had Shaya run to first. He scampered down the baseline wide-eyed and startled. By the time he reached first base, the right fielder had the ball. He could have thrown the ball to the second baseman who would tag out Shaya, who was still running. But the right fielder understood what the pitcher's intentions were, so he threw the ball high and far over the third baseman's head. Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second." Shaya ran towards second base as the runners ahead of him deliriously circled the bases towards home. As Shaya reached second base, the opposing short stop ran to him, turned him in the direction of third base and shouted, "Run to third." As Shaya rounded third, the boys from both teams ran behind him screaming, "Shaya run home."
Shaya ran home, stepped on home plate and all 18 boys lifted him on their shoulders and made him the hero, as he had just hit a "grand slam" and won the game for his team.
"That day," said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, "those 18 boys reached their level of God's perfection."
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...We always look and compare ourselves to others. We tend to shout that we are the imperfect ones b'coz they are better than us.![]()
But, this story proves that God's perfection cannot be found just within yourselves alone. It can be found within us thru the way people react on you; thru the way the people treat you...![]()
Now, let me ask you. Do you find God's perfection in you:
...reality check![]()
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