Are Muslims really a peaceful people? The images here were taken at rally on December 3rd, 2006 in London. It appears they were angry over Scandinavian periodicals of cartoons depicting the prophet Muhammad.
Now really… Why would anyone want to be at war with such peaceful Muslims???
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God is the most awesome artist… Just take a look at some of his art:
This place is located in Bakersfield, Ca. It’s just amazing!
See more of God’s artwork Here
It may be in a moment, or months of waiting, but soon I shall stand before my Lord. Perhaps this year.
Then in an instant, all things will appear in a new perspective.
Suddenly the things I thought important, tomorrow’s tasks, the plans for dinner at my church, my success or the failure in pleasing those around me, these will not matter at all. And the things to which I gave but little thought, the word about Christ to the man next door, the moment (how sort it was) of earnest prayer for the Lord’s work in far off lands, the confessing and forsaking of that secret sin, will stand as real and enduring.
5 minutes after I’m in heaven, I’ll be overwhelmed by the truths I’ve known but somehow never grasped. I’ll realize then that it’s what I am in Christ that comes first with God, and that when I am right with Him, I do the things which please him.
I’ll sense that it was not just how much I gave that mattered, but how I gave, and how much I withheld.
In heaven I’ll wish with all my heart that I could reclaim a thousandth part of the time I’ve let slip through my fingers, that I could call back those countless conversations which could have glorified my Lord, but didn’t.
5 minutes after I’m in heaven, I believe I’ll wish with all my heart that I had risen more faithfully to read the Word of God and wait on Him in prayer, that I might have known Him while still on earth as He wanted me to know Him.
A thousand thoughts will press upon me, and though overwhelmed by the grace which admits me to my heavenly home, I’ll wonder at my aimless earthy life. I’ll wish…., if one may wish in heaven, but it will be too late.
Heaven is real, and hell is real and eternity is but a breath away.Soon we shall be in the presence of the Lord we claim to serve. Why should we live as though salvation were a dream, as though we did not know?
To him that knows to do good and does not, to him it is sin.
There may yet be a little time. God help us to live now in the light of the real tomorrow!
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This story is how a Budweiser distributor handled those who laughed at those
who died on the 11th of September, 2001…
Thought you might like to know what happened in a little town north of Bakersfield , California, so that you and others in our nation and people around the world will know about those who laughed when they found out about the tragic events in New York , Pennsylvania , and the Pentagon.
On September 11th, 2001,
A Budweiser employee was making a delivery to a convenience store in a California town named McFarland.
He had already heard of the tragedy that had occurred in New York, and when he entered the store, to his surprise he found the two Arabs, who owned the business, whooping and hollering to show their approval and support of this treacherous attack.
The Budweiser employee went to his truck, called his boss and told him of the very upsetting event!
He didn’t feel he could be in that store with those horrible people. His boss asked him, ‘Do you think you could go in there long enough to pull every Budweiser product and item our beverage company sells there? We’ll never deliver to them again.’
The employee walked in, proceeded to pull every single product his beverage company provided and he told them never to bother to call for a delivery again.
He left with an incredible grin on his face.
Budweiser happens to be the beer of choice for that community.
Just letting you know how Kern County handled this situation.
And Now The Rest Of The Story:
It seems that the Bud driver and the Pepsi man are neighbors. Bud called Pepsi and told him what had happened.
Pepsi called his boss who told him to pull all Pepsi products as well! That would include Frito Lay, etc.
Furthermore, word spread and all vendors followed suit!
At last report, on June 26, 2009,
Fareed Katib closed the store and filed bankruptcy!
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A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something.
As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag’s side door! He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown.
The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting, ’What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing? That’s a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?’
The young boy was apologetic. ’Please, mister…please, I’m sorry but I didn’t know what else to do,’ He pleaded. ‘I threw the brick because no one else would stop…’ With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car. ‘It’s my brother, ‘he said ‘He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can’t lift him up.’
Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, ‘Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He’s hurt and he’s too heavy for me.’
Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back
into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts.
A quick look told him everything was going to be okay. ’Thank you and may God bless you,’ the grateful child told the stranger. Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home.
It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: ‘Don’t go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to
get your attention!’ God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts.
Sometimes when we don’t have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us. It’s our choice to listen or not.
Thought for the Day:
If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.
If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.
He sends you flowers every spring.
He sends you a sunrise every morning Face it, friend – He is crazy about you!
God didn’t promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow,sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the
tears, and light for the way.
Read this line very slowly and let it sink in…
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.
This story was emailed to me several months ago. I just re-found it and thought I would share it with you…
The ‘Middle Wife’ by an Anonymous 2nd grade teacher
I’ve been teaching now for about fifteen years. I have two kids myself, but the best birth story I know is the one I saw in my own second grade classroom a few years back.
When I was a kid, I loved show-and-tell. So I always have a few sessions with my students. It helps them get over shyness and usually, show-and-tell is pretty tame. Kids bring in pet turtles, model airplanes, pictures of fish they catch, stuff like that. And I never, ever place any boundaries or limitations on them. If they want to lug it in to school and talk about it, they’re welcome.
Well, one day this little girl, Erica, a very bright, very outgoing kid, takes her turn and waddles up to the front of the class with a pillow stuffed under her
sweater.
She holds up a snapshot of an infant. ‘This is Luke, my baby brother, and I’m going to tell you about his birthday’
‘First, Mom and Dad made him as a symbol of their love, and then Dad put a seed in my Mom’s stomach, and Luke grew in there. He ate for nine months through an umbrella cord.’
She’s standing there with her hands on the pillow, and I’m trying not to laugh and wishing I had my camcorder with me. The kids are watching her in amazement.
‘Then, about two Saturdays ago, my Mom starts saying and going, ‘Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!’ Erica puts a hand behind her back and groans. ‘She walked around the house for, like an hour, ‘Oh, oh, oh!’ (Now this kid is doing a hysterical duck walk and groaning.)
‘My Dad called the middle wife. She delivers babies, but she doesn’t have a sign on the car like the Domino’s man. They got my Mom
to lie down in bed like this.’ (Then Erica lies down with her back against the wall.)
‘And then, pop! My Mom had this bag of water she kept in there in case he got thirsty, and it just blew up and spilled all over the bed, like psshhheew!’ (This kid has her legs spread with her little hands miming water flowing away. It was too much!)
‘Then the middle wife starts saying ‘push, push,’ and ‘breathe, breathe. They started counting, but never even got past ten. Then, all of a sudden, out comes my brother. He was covered in yucky stuff that they all said it was from Mom’s play-center, (placenta) so there must be a lot of toys inside there.’
Then Erica stood up, took a big theatrical bow and returned to her seat. I’m sure I applauded the loudest.. Ever since then, when it’s show-and-tell day, I bring my camcorder, just in case another ‘Middle Wife’ comes along.
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To all the kids who survived the 30’s, 40’s, 50’s, 60’s and 70’s:
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and or drank while they were pregnant.
They took asprin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes.
After that truma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, locks on doors or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes, we had baseball caps, not helmets on our heads.
As infants and childresm we would ride in cars with no seat belts, no booster seats, no air bags, bald tires and sometimes no brakes.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank from the garden hose, and not from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread, real butter, and bacon, we drank kool-aid made with real white sugar, and we wern’t overwieght. Why?
Because we were always outside playing… that’s Why!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day long, as long as we were back home when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day long, and we were OK.
We would spen hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride them down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running in the bushes several times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have playstations, nintendos, or x-boxes. There were no video games, no 150 channels on cable, no video tapes or DVD’s, no surround sound, or CD’s, no cell phones, no personal computers, and no Internet or chat rooms.
We had FRIENDS, and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cuts, broke bones, knocked out teeth, and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from real dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
We were given BB-guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls, and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.
We rode bikes or walked to a friends house, and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them.
Little league has tryouts, and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with the disappointment. Imagine that!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of… They actually sided with the law!
These generations have produced some of the best rick-takers, problem solvers, and inventors ever.
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation, and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success, and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.
If you are one of them… CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives, for our own good.
While you are at it, share it with your kids, so they will know how brave and lucky their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn’t it?
With hurricanes, tornadoes, fires out of control, mud slides, flooding, severe thunderstorms tearing up the country from one end to the other, and with the threat of bird flu and terrorist attacks, are we sure this is a good time to take God out of the Pledge of Allegiance?
Jay Leno
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