Faith, Trust, Hope

3 short stories:

1. Once, all villagers decided 2 pray for rain. On da day of prayer all people gathered and only 1 boy came w/ an umbrella.
That's FAITH.

2. When you throw a baby in the air, the baby laughs because he knows u will catch him.
That's TRUST.

3. Every night we go to bed, we have no assurance that we will wake up da next morning, but still we have plans for tomorrow.
That's H0PE.

Celebrate life with FAITH, TRUST and HOPE!
God is good!



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The fruit of SILENCE is Prayer 

The fruit of PRAYER is Faith 

The fruit of FAITH is Love 

The fruit of LOVE is Service 

The fruit of SERVICE is Peace

The Passbook

She married him today.

At the end of the wedding party, her mother gave her a newly opened bank savings passbook, with $1000 deposited in it.

She told her, "My dear daughter, take this passbook. Keep it as a record of your married life. Whenever something happy and memorable happens in your new life, put some money in. Write down what it's about next to the amount. The more memorabl

e the event is, the more money you can put in. I've done the first one for you today. Do the others with your husband. When you look back after years, you will know how much happiness you've both shared.'

She shared this with him after getting home. Both of them thought it was a great idea and couldn't wait to make the next deposit! This is what the passbook looked like after a while:

- 7 Feb: $100, his first birthday celebration after marriage

- 1 Mar: $300, she gets a salary raise

- 20 Mar: $200, vacation to Bali

- 15 Apr: $2000, She's pregnant!

- 1 Jun: $1000, He gets the big promotion

and so on...

However, as the years went by, they began fighting and arguing over trivial things. They didn't talk much. They regretted that they had married the most nasty person in the world...There was no more love.

One day she talked to her Mother. 'Mom, we can't stand it anymore. We have decided to divorce. I can't imagine how I decided to marry this guy!'

Her mother replied, 'Sure, that's no big deal. Just do whatever you want, if you really can't stand it. But before that, do one thing. Remember the savings passbook I gave you on your wedding day? Take out all money and spend it first. You shouldn't keep any record of such a poor marriage.'

She agreed with her. So she went to the bank, and was waiting in the queue to cancel the account. While she was waiting, she took a look at the passbook record. She looked, and looked, and looked. Then the memory of all the previous joyful moments came back to her. Her eyes were filled with tears. She left and went home.

When she got home, she handed the passbook to him and asked him to spend the money before getting divorced.

So the next day, he went to the bank, and was waiting in the queue to cancel the account. While he was waiting, he took a look at the passbook record. He looked, and looked, and looked. Then the memory of all the previous joyful moments came back to him. His eyes were filled with tears. He left and went home.

He gave the passbook back to her. She found a new deposit of $5000. And a line next to the record: 'This is the day I realized how much I've loved you throughout all these years. How much happiness you've brought me.'

They hugged and cried, putting the passbook back into the safe.

If you like this story then from now on give a print out of this story to every couple who is getting married along with a nice notebook to record their happy times...who know you may just be able to help them !!

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The fruit of SILENCE is Prayer 

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The fruit of FAITH is Love 

The fruit of LOVE is Service 

The fruit of SERVICE is Peace

Homemade Mayonnaise

I would like to share this homemade mayonnaise from Diana Bauman at Spain-in-Iowa.com recently discovered while browsing the net. You will need the following:

Grapeseed Oil
Extra Virgin Olive Oil
Eggs
Lemon Juice
Salt
Dijon Mustard
Whey (optional - if you want it to last 2 months)

Directions
1. Combine 3/4 cup grapeseed oil with 1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil and set oil mixture aside
2. Add eggs (one egg and one egg yolk), 2 tbsp lemon juice, 1/2 tsp salt and (optional for taste) 1 tsp Dijon mustard to a blender and blend for a couple of seconds
3. Slowly drizzle oil mixture into blender while blending again until oil and all ingredients are fully mixed
4. That's it. However, never make your mayo on days when there is an electrical storm. It's an old tip, but it works. The materials will not set up properly if made when lightning or heavy electrical activity is present.

This lasts for 3-4 days. For having it last 2 months, you'll need to add whey.

If you only need a single serving, break down the ingredients into smaller proportions. Experiment to find out the proper ratio of each ingredients. I am sure whatever your purpose in making this homemade mayonnaise will still compliment the food you are making thou it may not be perfect.

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The fruit of FAITH is Love 

The fruit of LOVE is Service 

The fruit of SERVICE is Peace

No water

Suddenly, the water no longer comes.

The last couple of weeks I have noticed sand sitting in the bottom of my washer and the toilets after each use. It’s not that much but evident of it’s presence. I wonder where they came from. We have a well that supplies our water through the years as we lived in the country. And then last night, the water went off. That means there will be no water this morning to start the day fresh because with no water comes no shower, no brushing teeth, no washing of any kind and no clean toilet. It stinks!

It made me think of how important water becomes especially when there is none. Over the years, the deep well has served us well. My husband thinks our well may have gone dry or the water table is so low the pump was sucking only sand and it burned up! The deep well was our source of hydration, from home to garden. How are we going to live without water? It made me sad just to think of no water...

So, I'm sitting here waiting, inside the house hoping for some good news. He came in the house after checking the well and said to me " It is time for a new well." And just like that, he left with no word from me as it was disappointing in my ears. On the other hand, one good thing he did recently some trade work for a well digging company and end up with a newer and deeper well dug. All we need are the pipe and accessories to get this done and so we will have water. I don't know how many days it will take to get it finished. But this is something to look forward to...

I can't wait for that day. From now on, we will always remember to save water and use it sparingly. The importance of water is slowly creeping in our brains, understanding how hard it would be with no water on hand. It became obvious to me that water needs our respect!

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The fruit of FAITH is Love 

The fruit of LOVE is Service 

The fruit of SERVICE is Peace

Generation Gap

One evening a son was talking to his father about current events. He asked what he thought about the shootings at schools, the computer age and just things in general. 

The dad replied,” Well, let me think a minute…I was born before television, penicillin, polio shots, frozen foods, Xerox, contact lenses, Frisbees and the pill. There was no radar, credit cards, laser beams or ball point pens. Man had not invented pantyhose, dishwasher, clothes dryers, (clothes were hung out to dry in the fresh air) electric blankets, air conditioners, and he hadn’t walked on the moon.

Your mom and I got married first – and then lived together. Every family has a father and a mother and every boy over 14 had a rifle that his dad taught him how to use with respect. And they went hunting and fishing together. Until I was 25, I called every man older than I , “Sir” – and after I turned 25, I still call the policemen and every man with a title “ Sir”. 

Sundays were set aside for going to church as a family; helping those who are in need, and visiting with family and neighbors (I miss that most). We were before computer-dating, dual careers, daycare centers and group therapy. Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good judgment and common sense. We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to stand up and take responsibility of our actions. Serving your country was a privilege, living here was a bigger privilege. 

We thought fast food was what people ate during lent. Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins. Draft dodgers were people who closed their front doors when the evening breeze started. Time sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends – not purchasing condominiums. We never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CD’s, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings. We listened to the Big Bands, Jack Benny, and the Presidents speeches in our radio. And I don’t ever remember any kid blowing his brains out listening to Tommy Dorsey. 

If you saw anything with “Made in Japan” on it, it was junk. The term “making out” referred to how you did on your exam. Pizza Hut, McDonald’s, and instant coffee were unheard of. We had 5 & 10 cent stores where you could actually buy things for 5 and 10 cents. Ice cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a pepsi were all a nickel. And if you didn't want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail 1 letter and 2 postcards. You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600, but who could afford one? Too bad because gas was 1 cents a gallon. 

In my day, “grass” was mowed, “coke” was a cold drink, “pot” was something mother cooked in and “rock music” was your grandmother’s lullaby. “Aids” were helpers in the Principals office, “chip” meant a piece of wood, “hardware” was found in the hardware store, and “software” wasn’t even a word. And we were the last generation to actually believe that a lady needed a husband to have a baby. No wonder people call us “old and confused” and say there is a generation gap. And I am only 55 years old….

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The fruit of SILENCE is Prayer 

The fruit of PRAYER is Faith 

The fruit of FAITH is Love 

The fruit of LOVE is Service 

The fruit of SERVICE is Peace