Monday, July 27, 2015

A Brief Talk With God

"Sit down my son and we will speak," said God in response to Sheldon's prayer. "I will answer your question.

"You asked why I created so many poor people. The answer is:

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Monday, July 20, 2015

In The Wisdom Of King Solomon

When two women fought over who was the mother of a baby, King Solomon said that if they couldn't agree, he would split the baby in two so each would have half.

One woman said to split the baby while the other said the first woman could have the baby. Solomon then ordered the baby given to the second woman, for in her loving response it was was clear to him she was the real mother.

This is a well known story, but there is another King Solomon story that is not so well known.

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Friday, July 17, 2015

That Elusive Pot Of Gold

Freddy had a seemingly wonderful life, one with love, health and happiness that often brought him joy. But yet he wasn't satisfied.

"My life would be perfect if only I had a pot of gold," he proclaimed each night.

Then one night, an Angel replied, "Freddy, we are going to grant your wish," and as she vanished, a pot of gold shined brightly in her place.

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Sunday, July 12, 2015

The Counterfeiter

In his job, Harold was a prominent accountant, but it was on the weekends he did his best work.

For Harold was a counterfeiter, his work a near perfect match for any nation's currency. And never did he profit by that work.

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Wednesday, July 8, 2015

The Wisdom Of My Dog Butch

The other day my dog Butch asked if we could have a talk. Of course I agreed as he and I are best friends.

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Monday, July 6, 2015

The Day My Childhood Innocence Ended

I'm 70 now and my boyhood in the 1950's is so long ago.

That is until I recall the day when my childhood innocence ended. Suddenly I'm living that day this very moment.

Poppa drove home and slowly got out of his gray Plymouth. His shoulders were slumped and his head seemed to hang down to his chest.

As I looked more closely, he appeared to be crying, as he tried to gather himself before coming in the front door.

Mamma saw it too as she watched from our living room window. I could feel her fear, as she rushed to the door to greet him.

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