Thursday, March 31, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
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 wait for the brick.
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.
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
You woke up in a strange place
Your new diet doesn't seem to be working
You pulled a muscle while trying to exercise
Your new hat looked better on you at the store
You keep losing things
You feel like you're in the wrong place at the wrong time
The boss chewed you out at work
You got caught in the rain at lunchtime
You feel trapped somehow...
Traffic on the way home was brutal
You think you might be coming down with the flu
The bidding opens at a half-million Euros.
Bidding is brisk and each bidder is clearly identified as each raises the bid by 100,000 Euros.
Within seconds, the bid stalls at one million Euros,
and the gasp from the crowd identifies the excitement that prevails in the room.
The auctioneer is exuberant.
The pace is fast.
The conclusion? Priceless...!
Monday, March 21, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
Click Here to see NBC video coverage of the tsunami on their web site.
Why is there no looting in Japan?
A lawless atmosphere often follows natural disasters. How has Japan managed to maintain order in the aftermath of last week's earthquake and tsunami?
POSTED ON MARCH 15, 2011, AT 10:08 AM
The chaos and theft that have followed many earthquakes, hurricanes and tsunamis have been noticeably absent in the wake of Japan's 8.9-magnitude quake. Instead, people have formed long, orderly lines outside grocery stores, where employees try to fairly distribute limited supplies of food and water. "Looting simply does not take place in Japan," says Gregory Pflugfelder, an expert in Japanese culture at Columbia University, as quoted by CNN. "I'm not even sure if there's a word for it that is as clear in its implications as when we hear 'looting.'" How has Japan managed to avoid this common after-effect of disaster?
Discipline, discipline, discipline:
"The Japanese are now reaping the fruits of having been taught, and drilled in, discipline and resilience since childhood," says Federico D. Pasqual Jr. at The Philippine Star. In grade school, lunch is free, but often "spartan," and kids learn to expect and deal with lean times. This unfathomable calamity is one of those times, and "the instilling of that value or attitude seems to be paying off."
"Japanese discipline rules despite disaster".
The Japanese are no strangers to hardship: The easy answer is that the "legendary politeness" of the Japanese people is simply shining through, says Thomas Lifson at The American Thinker, but that's only part of what's happening. Japanese society has been honed over generations into a system "capable of ensuring order and good behavior." The country's "vast reservoir of social strength" carried it out of "the devastation of World War II," and, compared to that, "even the massive problems currently afflicting it" are "relatively small."
Why the Japanese aren't looting?
Japan isn't superior, just different: Japanese people are "taught that conformity and consensus are virtues," says James Picht at The Washington Times. To Americans, who prize individualism, "those virtues sound almost offensive." In normal times, "concerns about appearance and obligation" may be stifling, but in adversity they may be what trumps "the urge to smash and grab." Japanese culture isn't "superior," it's just "well suited to maintaining public order immediately after a major disaster."
CLICK HERE to see "thank you" video from Japan
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
A United States Marine was attending some college courses between assignments. He had completed missions in Iraq and Afghanistan.
One of the courses he had a professor who was a vowed atheist and a member of the ACLU.
One day the professor shocked the class when he came in. He looked to the ceiling and flatly stated,
"God, if you are real, then I want you to knock me off this platform. I'll give you exactly 15 minutes."
The lecture room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop. Ten minutes went by and the professor proclaimed,
"Here I am God. I'm still waiting."
It got down to the last couple of minutes when the Marine got out of his Chair, went up to the professor, and cold-cocked him; knocking him off the platform. The professor was out cold. The Marine went back to his seat and sat there, silently. The other students were shocked and stunned and sat there looking on in silence.
The professor eventually came to, noticeably shaken, looked at the Marine and asked,
"What the heck is the matter with you? Why did you do that?"
The Marine calmly replied,
"God was too busy today protecting America 's soldiers who are protecting your right to say stupid stuff and act like a donkey’s behind. So, He sent me."