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WEEKLY FOOD FOR THOUGHT JULY ARCHIVES * * * * * * * * *
* * My apologies for the infrequent postings the last part of June. I have been in the process of changing over to a new computer. Everything is now "home" on my new machine, so hopefully I will do better in July. Keep your fingers crossed!!!(Tuesday, July 29)
Rumor has it that calories can be burned by
the hundreds by engaging in strenuous activities that do not require
physical exercise.
Let's all get out there and burn some calories!! * * * * * * * * * * * (Monday, July 28) Grieving is as natural as
crying when you are hurt, sleeping when you are tired, eating when you are
hungry, or sneezing when your nose itches. It is nature's way of
healing a broken heart. from Grieving The Death Of A Friend by Harold Ivan Smith * * * * * * * * * * * (Sunday, July 27) Jesus knows how you feel. You're under the gun at work? Jesus knows how you feel. You've got more to do that is humanly possible? So did He. People take more from you than they give? Jesus understands. Your teenagers won't listen? Your students won't try? Jesus knows how you feel. You are precious to him. So precious that He became like you so that you would come to Him. When you struggle, He listens. When you yearn, He responds. When you question, He hears. He has been there. *** from In the Eye of the Storm by Max Lucado * * * * * * * * * * * (Saturday, July 26) Buzzard, Bat & the Bumblebee If you put a buzzard in a pen that is 6 feet by 8 feet and is entirely open at the top, the bird, in spite of its ability to fly, will be an absolute prisoner. The reason is that a buzzard always begins a flight from the ground with a run of 10 to 12 feet. Without space to run, as is its habit, it will not even attempt to fly, but will remain a prisoner for life in a small jail with no top.
The ordinary bat that flies around at
night, a remarkably nimble creature in the air, cannot take off from a
level place. If it is placed on the floor or flat ground, all it can do
is shuffle about helplessly and, no doubt, painfully, until it reaches
some slight elevation from which it can throw itself into the air. Then,
at once, it takes off like a flash.
A bumblebee, if dropped into an open
tumbler, will be there until it dies, unless it is taken out. It never
sees the means of escape at the top, but persists in trying to find some
way out through the sides near the bottom. It will seek a way where none
exists, until it completely destroys itself.
In many ways, there are lots of people like
the buzzard, the bat, and the bumblebee. They are struggling about with
all their problems and frustrations, not ever realizing that the answer
is right there "Above" them.
submitted to Inspiration List by Dan Felice Sr * * * * * * * * *
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(Thursday,
July 24) God Uses Cracked Pots I remember as I was traveling from California back to Michigan the Lord gave me a picture in my mind. Some might say that is a vision; "vision" makes God's people nervous, so I say it was a colorful thing that took place in the head...and what I saw there on the screen of my mind was a pitcher, the type that you would pour milk from. Down the front of it was a large crack. I saw the Lord take His hand and scoop up light, and put that light down inside of that pitcher and then cover the top of it, and then I heard Him ask me, "Patsy, where does the light shine through?" And I said, "Lord, the light shines through the cracks...through the broken places." He said, "That is how I am most manifested in your life. Not so much by what you do well naturally, but what I must accomplish in you supernaturally that others might know that I AM.
" How many of you are talkers? Let me see your hands. Ohhh...look at the competition! All right...now put your hands down and close your mouths...because...if all of us who are talkers were to zip our lips, when we went home our families would say, "Praise the Lord, HE LIVES!" They know it would take an act of God to close our mouths and make us quiet women. transcribed
from a broadcast on Focus On The Family, July 24, 2003 (Tuesday,
July 22) * * * * * * * * * * * (Friday, July 18) The Greatest of All is Love
If I have time for waxing, polishing, and
decorative achievements, but have not love, my children learn
cleanliness - not godliness.
Love leaves the dust in search of a child's laugh. Love smiles at the tiny fingerprints on a newly cleaned window. Love wipes away the tears before it wipes up the spilled milk. Love picks up the child before it picks up the toys. Love is present through the trials. Love reprimands, reproves, and is responsive. Love crawls with the baby, walks with the toddler, runs with the child, then stands aside to let the youth walk into adulthood. Love is the key that opens salvation's message to a child's heart. Before I became a mother I took glory in my house of perfection. Now I glory in God's perfection of my child.
As a mother there is much I must teach my
child, but the greatest of all is love.
* * * * * * * * * * * (Thursday, July 17) A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart. * * * * * * * * * * * (Tuesday, July 15) A blonde (brunette, red head...take your pick) goes into a restaurant and notices there's a "peel and win" sticker on her coffee cup. She peels it off and starts screaming, "I've won a motor home! I've won a motor home!" The waitress says, "That's impossible. The biggest prize is a free lunch." But the blonde keeps screaming, "I've won a motor home! I've won a motor home!" Finally the manager comes over and says, "Ma'am, I'm sorry, but you're mistaken. You couldn't possibly have won a motor home because we don't have that as a prize!" The blonde says, "No, it's not a mistake. I've won a motor home. It says so right here." She hands the ticket to the manager and he reads... .. .. .. .. .. .. .. "W I N A B A G E L" * * * * * * * * * * * (Sunday, July 13) You're Something Special We want to know how long God's love will endure. . . . Not just on Easter Sunday when our shoes are shined and our hair is fixed. . . . Not when I'm peppy and positive and ready to tackle world hunger. Not then. I know how he feels about me then. Even I like me then. I want to know how He feels about me when I snap at anything that moves, when my thoughts are gutter-level, when my tongue is sharp enough to slice a rock. How does He feel about me then? . . . Can anything separate us from the love Christ has for us? God answered our question before we asked it. So we'd see His answer, He lit the sky with a star. So we'd hear it, He filled the night with a choir; and so we'd believe it, He did what no man had ever dreamed. He became flesh and dwelt among us. He placed his hand on the shoulder of humanity and said, "You're something special." Nothing . .
. in the whole world will ever be able to separate us from the love of
God. from In the Grip of Grace by Max Lucado * * * * * * * * * * * (Saturday,
July 12)
~~Women over 50 don't have babies, because
they would put them down and forget where they left them.
~~ The older you get, the tougher it is to
lose weight, because by then, your body and your fat are really good
friends.
~~Amazing! You hang something in
your closet for a while and it shrinks two sizes!
~~ Skinny people irritate me!
Especially when they say things like, "You know, sometimes I
forget to eat." Now I've forgotten my address, my mother's
maiden name, and my keys. But I've never forgotten to eat. You
have to be a special kind of stupid to forget to eat.
~~ They keep telling us to get in
touch with our bodies. Mine isn't all that communicative, but I
heard from it the other day after I said, "Body, how'd you
like to go to a six o'clock class in vigorous toning?"
Clear as a bell my body said, "Do it and die."
* * * * * * * * * * * (Friday, July 11) I am
richer --Thomas Gunn * * * * * * * * * * * (Thursday, July 10) “I want to live my life in such a way that when I die and God asks me what I have to offer, I can say… Nothing. I used everything that You gave me.” * * * * * * * * * * * (Wednesday, July 9)
first of all...I have an announcement
HEAR YE....HEAR YE......
I CLEANED MY COMPUTER ROOM
YESTERDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Gone are the piles.
Filed are the papers.
Put into covers are the CD's
...proof positive that miracles do still happen! Hope Wednesday is a great one for you!!!!! hugzzzzzzzzzzzzzz,
cath
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I think we need smiles
today:
Whenever I feel blue...I start breathing
again.
The chance that you'll forget something is directly proportional to...ah...to...ummmmmm... Talk is cheap because supply exceeds demand. A sweater is a garment worn by a child when a mother feels chilly. Support bacteria--they're the only culture some people have. She's always late. Her ancestors arrived on the June Flower. One time my kids wanted to surprise me with a good breakfast in bed on Father's Day. They put a cot in the kitchen. No job is so simple that it can't be messed up. "More hay, Trigger?"
"No thanks, Roy, I'm stuffed."
Laughter is like changing a baby's diaper: It doesn't permanently solve any problems, but it makes things more acceptable for a while. Is Marx's tomb a communist plot? Is it my imagination or do buffalo wings taste like chicken? Is a leak in the back of a boat a stern warning? Indecision is the key to flexibility. If you can't be a good example, then you'll just have to serve as a horrible warning. from Mikey's Thots for the Day...January-June 2002
His reminder: "I don't write 'em,
only pick 'em..."
http://www.MikeysFunnies.com* * * * * * * * * * * (Friday, July 4) Prayer of Celebration: The Mexico Mission group arrived home about 10:00 last night...all healthy and happy and overwhelmed by an awesome experience!!!! * * * * * * * * * *
Independence Day, in the United States, an annual holiday commemorating the formal adoption by the Continental Congress of the Declaration of Independence on July 4, 1776, in Philadelphia. Although the signing of the Declaration was not completed until August, the Fourth of July holiday has been accepted as the official anniversary of U.S. independence and is celebrated in all states and territories of the United States. The holiday was first observed in Philadelphia on
July 8, 1776, at which time the Declaration of Independence was read
aloud, city bells rang, and bands played. It was not declared a legal
holiday, however, until 1941. The Fourth is traditionally celebrated
publicly with parades and pageants, patriotic speeches, and organized
firing of guns and cannons and displays of fireworks; early in the 20th
century public concern for a “safe and sane” holiday resulted in
restrictions on general use of fireworks. Family picnics and outings are a
feature of private Fourth of July celebrations. * * * * * * * * * * ... unless we as Americans carefully
reflect upon and rededicate ourselves to the principles of the Declaration
of Independence - those principles that the members of the Continental
Congress pledged their "lives," "fortunes," and
"sacred honor" to perpetuate - we not only do a profound
disservice to those who have gone before us, we run the risk of losing
that which we enjoy as a result of their sacrifice and success. * * * * * * * * * * A CREED Lord let me not in
service lag. In freedom's name and
in my way, For God and country
let me stand, * * * * * * * * * * I Am Old Glory I Am Old Glory:
For more than ten score years I have been the Originally written by Master Sergeant Percy Webb, USMC. * * * * * * * * * * A PATRIOTIC WISH
* * * * * * * * * * “[T]he continuing success of American democracy depends on the degree to which each new generation, native-born and immigrant, make its own the moral truths on which the Founding Fathers staked the future of your Republic. Their commitment to build a free society with liberty and justice for all must be constantly renewed if the United States is to fulfill the destiny to which the Founders pledged their ‘lives...fortunes...and sacred honor.’” Pope John Paul II. * * * * * * * * * *
Land That I Love (Thursday, July 3) CHALLENGE 1. The maker doesn't want it; the buyer doesn't use it; and the user doesn't see it. What is it? 2. A child is born in Boston, Mass., to parents who were both born in Boston, Mass. The child is not a U.S. citizen. How is this possible? 3. Before Mount Everest was discovered, what was the highest mountain on earth? 4. Clara Clatter was born on December 27, yet her birthday is always in the summer. How is this possible? 5. In what year did Christmas and New Year's fall in the same year? 6. A woman from New York married ten different men from that city, yet she did not break any laws. None of these men died, and she never divorced. How as this possible? 7. Which is correct to say: "The yolk of the egg are white" or "The yolk of the egg is white"? 8. An electrician and a plumber were waiting in line for admission to the International Home Show. One of them was the father of the other's son. How could this be possible? 9. After the new canon law took effect on November 27, 1983, would a Roman Catholic man have been allowed to marry his widow's sister? 10. How many animals of each sex did Moses take on the Ark? (answers
below) * * * * * * * * * * * (Wednesday,
July 2)
"It's not the critic who counts; not
the man who points out how the strong man stumbled or where the doer of
deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is
actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood,
who strives valiantly; who errs, and comes short again and again,
because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; who does
actually try to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great
devotion and spends himself in a worthy cause; who, at the worst, if he
fails, at least fails while daring greatly.
Far better is it to dare mighty things, to
win glorious triumphs even though checked by failure, than to rank with
those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much because they live
in a gray twilight that knows neither victory nor defeat."
~ President Theodore Roosevelt
Hamilton Club Speech on the strenuous life,
Chicago, 10 April 1899
* * * * * * * * * * * (Tuesday, July 1) The
Cold Within * * * * * * * * * * * Answers
to July 3 Challenge: * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
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