You don’t choose your family.
They are God’s gift to you, as you are to them.
I am sorry about no daily yesterday and a late one today, especially since there will only be one or two more for a few weeks since I’ll be away after Christmas for awhile.
This is a special time of the year for us all; it is a time for us to truly appreciate what we have and especially those dear to us. In that spirit I want to share with you something my friend Jack sent to me last spring.
I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
"Oh excuse me please" was my reply.
He said, "Please excuse me too;
I wasn’t watching for you."
We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said goodbye.
But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.
Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My son stood beside me very still.
When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.
He walked away, his little heart broken.
I didn’t realize how harshly I’d spoken.
While I lay awake in bed,
God’s still small voice came to me and said,
"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use,
but the family you love, you seem to abuse.
Go and look on the kitchen floor,
You’ll find some flowers there by the door.
Those are the flowers he brought for you.
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.
He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."
By this time, I felt very small,
And now my tears began to fall.
I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.
"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
He smiled, "I found ’em, out by the tree.
I picked ’em because they’re pretty like you.
I knew you’d like ’em, especially the blue."
I said, "Son, I’m very sorry for the way I acted today;
I shouldn’t have yelled at you that way."
He said, "Oh, Mom, that’s okay.
I love you anyway."
I said, "Son, I love you too,
and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."
Are you aware that if we died 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.
The great gift of family life is to be intimately acquainted with people you might never even introduce yourself to, had life not done it for you.
The boyfriend said, "We’re going to have a GREAT time Saturday. I’ve gotten three tickets for the big game."
"Why do we need three?" asked the girl.
"They’re for your Father, Mother, and kid sister." he replied.
I got my IQ test results back, they were negative.
The officer pulled me over for speeding. I explained that I was rushing home to be with my wife on our first anniversary.
But rather than letting me off, he wrote out the ticket, handed it to me, and said, "Congratulations. The first year is paper, right?"
When you learn not to want things so badly, life comes to you.
*A Man’s Guide to What A Woman Is Really Saying*
I JUST NEED SOME SPACE….. without you in it.
DO I LOOK FAT IN THIS DRESS?… we haven’t had a fight in a while.
NO, PIZZA’S FINE….. you cheap slob!
I JUST DON’T WANT A BOYFRIEND NOW…. I just don’t want you as a boyfriend now.
I DON’T KNOW, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?… I can’t believe you have nothing planned.
I LIKE YOU, BUT…… I don’t like you.
YOU NEVER LISTEN…. you never listen.
I’LL BE READY IN A MINUTE…. I’m ready, but I’m going to make you wait because I know you will.
OH, NO, I’LL PAY FOR MYSELF…. I’m just being nice; there’s no way I’m going dutch!!
Snowmen fall from Heaven unassembled.
A little son of a Baptist minister was in church one morning when he saw for the first time the rite of baptism by immersion. He was greatly interested in it, and the next morning proceeded to baptize his three cats in the bathtub.
The first kitten bore it very well, and so did the young cat, but the old family cat rebelled. It struggled with him, clawed and tore him, and got away.
With considerable effort he caught it again and proceeded with the ceremony. But she acted worse than ever, clawed at him, spit, and scratched his hands and face.
Finally, after barely getting her splattered with water, he dropped her on the floor in disgust and said: "Fine, be an Atheist."
Father grumbling to his two boys as he reluctantly gets ready for an evening out:
"Other kids make their mothers too tired to want to go out — but not you two."
Those of us who worked at the front desk of a convention hotel in Houston, Texas prided ourselves on making the guests feel special. When someone arrived at reception, credit card in hand, we would sneak a quick peek at it and address him by name.
Once, during a check-in, one of our guests presented a corporate credit card. "Welcome to Houston, Mr. Bell," the desk clerk said.
"Oh, please," the man replied, "call me Taco."
On my first day of school my parents dropped me off at the wrong nursery.
There I was…surrounded by trees and bushes.
As you look to finish selecting the rest of your holiday gifts you might want to consider these from an unknown author.
To your enemy, forgiveness.
To an opponent, tolerance.
To a friend, your heart.
To every child, a good example.
To all, charity.
To yourself, respect.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
Indianapolis, Indiana, USA
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