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NAIL IN THE FENCE
17:07 Apr 23 2008
Times Read: 576




There once was a little boy who had a bad



temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails



and told him that every time he lost his



temper, he must hammer a nail into the back



of the fence. The first day the boy had



driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next



few weeks, as he learned to control his



anger, the number of nails hammered daily



gradually dwindled down. He discovered



it was easier to hold his temper than to



drive those nails into the fence.



Finally the day came when the boy didn't



lose his temper at all. He told his father



about it and the father suggested that the



boy now pull out one nail for each day that



he was able to hold his temper.



The days passed and the young boy was finally



able to tell his father that all the nails



were gone. The father took his son by the



hand and led him to the fence He said, "You



have done well, my son, but look at the



holes in the fence. The fence will never be



the same. When you say things in anger,



they leave a scar just like this one. You



can put a knife in a man and draw it out.



It won't matter how many times you say I'm



sorry, the wound is still there. " A verbal



wound is as bad as a physical one.



Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They



make you smile and encourage you to succeed.



They lend an ear, they share words of praise



and they always want to open their hearts to us."

16:27 Apr 22 2008
Times Read: 592

One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a

well. The animal cried piteously for hours as

the farmer tried to figure out what to do.



Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the

well needed to be covered up anyway;



it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.



He invited all his neighbors to come over and

help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began

to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the

donkey realized what was happening and cried

horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he

quieted down.



A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally

looked down the well. He was astonished at what

he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his

back, the donkey was doing something amazing.

He would shake it off and take a step up.



As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel

dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it

off and take a step up.



Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey

stepped up over t he edge of the well and

happily trotted off!



Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds

of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well

is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of

our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out

of the deepest wells just by not stopping,

never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.



Remember the five simple rules to be happy:



Free your heart from hatred - Forgive.

Free your mind from worries - Most never happen.

Live simply and appreciate what you have.

Give more.

Expect less





NOW .......

Enough of that crap. The donkey later came back,



and bit the farmer who had tried to bury him.



The gash from the bite got infected and



the farmer eventually died in agony from septic shock.







MORAL FROM TODAY'S LESSON:



When you do something wrong, and try to cover

your ass, it always comes back to bite you.

17:19 Apr 18 2008
Times Read: 610

PECANS IN THE CEMETERY



On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big, old pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day, two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts.



"One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me," said one boy. Several dropped and rolled down to ward the fence. Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me."



He just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike and rode off. Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along.



"Come here quick," said the boy, "you won't believe what I heard! Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls."



The man said, "Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for me to walk." When the boy insisted though, the man hobbled slowly to the cemetery.< /B>



Standing by the fence they heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me."



The old man whispered, "Boy, you've been tellin' me the truth. Let's see if we can see the Lord."



Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of the Lord.



At last they heard, "One for you, one for me. That's all. Now let's go get those nuts by the fence and we'll be done."



They say the old man made it back to town a full 5 minutes ahead of the kid on the bike.



email I recieved from my little sis

An E-mail I recieved
20:59 Apr 07 2008
Times Read: 630

I wrote your name on a piece of paper, but by accident, I threw it away.



I wrote your name on my hand, but it washed away.



I wrote your name in the sand, but the waves whispered it away.



I wrote your name in my heart, and forever it will stay.

THIS IS A GREAT EXPLANATION!!
17:54 Apr 03 2008
Times Read: 644




(This doesn't happen to me)





Why Mature Men Don't Ask for Directions When We're Lost



Okay it all comes down to pride. We're out there driving around in

our own vehicle, burning gas, wearing sunglasses, looking good. People

who see us driving by would never guess that we have no idea where we

are. And we don't want to tell them. Men don't enjoy the concept of

going up to total strangers and saying "You may not know this but I'm

a moron." In contrast the woman we're traveling with is often very

anxious to share this knowledge with the world. It somehow eases her

burden. To women, getting lost on a trip is a blameless act of nature

- to men it's a personal failure. He knew where he was when he left

home - he doesn't know where he is now. Somewhere along the line he

crossed the line from the world he knows into the world he doesn't

know. To a man this is how he felt when he got married or had kids. If

he admits he's lost in the car, he'll have to admit that he's lost

everywhere and that's way too much to ask. So just bite your tongue

and circle the block a few more times. Men aren't lost, they just go the long way.