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- May you find serenity and tranquility in a world you may not always understand. May the pain you have known and the conflict you have experienced give you the strength to walk through life facing each new situation with courage and optimism. Always know that there are those whose love and understanding will always be there, even when you feel most alone. May you discover enough goodness in others to believe in a world of peace. May a kind word, a reassuring touch, and a warm smile be yours every day of your life, and may you give these gifts as well as receive them. Remember the sunshine when the storm seems unending.



Teach love to those who hate, and let that love embrace you as you go out into the world. May the teachings of those you admire become part of you, so that you may call upon them. Remember, those whose lives you have touched and whose have touched yours are always a part of you, even if the encounters were less than you would have wished. It is the content of the encounter that is more important than the form.



May you not become too concerned with material matters, but instead place immeasurable value on the goodness in your heart. Find time each day to see beauty and love in the world around you. Realize that each person has limitless abilities, but each of us is different in our own way. What you feel you lack in the present may become one of your strengths in the future. May you see your future as one filled with promise and possibility. Learn to view everything as a worthwhile experience. May you find enough inner strength to determine your own worth by yourself, and not be dependent on anothers judgment of your accomplishments. May you always feel loved. I am honored to call you my friend! MC

hi my name is martha and i too have my share of health problems and sometimes i too feel as if the walls are crashing down on me. but when you feel like this is when Jesus is most with you carrying u and allowing you to rest(foot prints in the sand)..you see we always pray for a outer healing(the body) but this body is just a shell. God in all his glory does healing of the soul i know sometimes that is hard to except or even understand. Example: when you go to the doctor he can't promise u an extended life or total recuperation... but what he can promise you is that he will do his best to repair you. this works the same with Jesus(except for one thing) if you pick up your cross and follow you he will and can repair you from the inside out. meaning he will only give you what u can bear. and it is so beautiful to know that no matter what God never tires or gets shaken ... he will be there to the end. and at the end it will actually be your beginning. (all that were last will be first). so rest in the promise of God.(all who believe in my only begotten son Jesus and follow him... I will give everlasting life. there are things that we as humans cant understand (but) if we put our faith in God he will show us the way. i will keep you in my prayers. be blessed. martha

A DAD'S STORY
>
> On July 22nd I was in route to Washington , DC for a business trip.
> It was all so very ordinary, until we landed in Denver for a plane

> change. As I collected my belongings from the overhead bin, an
> announcement was made for Mr. Lloyd Glenn to see the United Customer Service Representative immediately.
>
> I thought nothing of it until I reached the door to leave the plane and I heard a gentleman asking every male if he were Mr. Glenn. At this point I knew something was wrong and my
heart
> sunk.
>
> When I got off the plane a solemn-faced young man came toward me and said, 'Mr.Glenn, there is an emergency at your home. I do not know what the emergency is, or who is involved, but I will take you to the phone so you can call the hospital.'
>
> My heart was now pounding, but the will to be calm took over.

> Woodenly, I followed this stranger to the distant telephone where I called the number he gave me for the Mission Hospital . My call was put through to the trauma center where I learned that my three-year-old son had been trapped underneath the automatic garage door for several minutes, and that when my wife had found him he was dead. CPR had been performed by a neighbor, who is a doctor, and the paramedics had continued the treatment as Brian was transported to the hospital.
>
> By the time of my call, Brian was revived and they believed he would live,
but they did not know how much damage had been done to his brain, nor to his heart. They explained that the door had completely closed on his little sternum right over his heart. He had been severely crus hed. After speaking with the medical staff, my wife sounded worried but not hysterical, and I took comfort in her calmness.
>
> The return flight seemed to last forever, but finally I arrived at the hospital six hours after the garage door had come down. When I walked into the intensive care unit, nothing could have prepared me to see my little son laying so still on a great big bed with tubes and monitors everywhere. He was on a respirator. I glanced at my wife who stood and tried to give me a reassuring smile. It all seemed like a terrible dream. I
was filled-in with the details and given a guarded prognosis. Brian was going to live, and the preliminary tests indicated that his heart was OK, two miracles in and of themselves. But only time would tell if his brain received any damage.
>
> Throughout the seemingly endless hours, my wife was calm. She felt that Brian would eventually be all right. I hung on to her words and faith
> like a lifeline. All that night and the next day Brian remained unconscious. It seemed like forever since I had left for my business trip the day before.
>

> Finally at two o'clock that afternoon, our son regained consciousness and sat up uttering the most beautiful words I have ever heard spoken. He said, 'Daddy hold me' and he reached for me with his little arms.
>
> [TEAR BREAK...smile]
>
> By the next day he was pronounced as having no neurological or

> physical deficits, and the story of his miraculous survival spread
> throughout the hospital. You cannot imagine, we took Brian home,
> we felt a unique reverence for the life and love of our Heavenly

> Father that comes to those who brush death so closely.
>
> In the days that followed there was a special spirit about our home. Our two older children were much closer to their little brother. My wife and I were much closer to each other, and all of us were very close as a whole family Life took on a less stressful pace. Perspective seemed to be more focused, and balance much easier to gain and maintain. We felt deeply blessed. Our gratitude was truly profound.
>

> The story is not over (smile)!
>
> Almost a month later to the day of the accident, Brian awoke from his afternoon nap and said, 'Sit down Mommy.. I have something to tell you.' At this time in his life, Brian usually spoke in small phrases, so to say a large sentence surprised my wife. She sat down with him on his bed, and he began his sacred and remarkable story.
>

> 'Do you remember when I got stuck under the garage door? Well, it was so heavy and it hurt really bad. I called to you, but you couldn't hear me.. I started to cry, but then it hurt too bad. And then the 'birdies' came.'
>
> 'The birdies?' my wife asked puzzled.
>
> 'Yes,' he replied. 'The birdies made a whooshing sound and flew into the garage. They
took care of me.'
>
> 'They did?'
>
> 'Yes,' he said. 'One of the birdies came and got you. She came to tell you 'I got stuck under the door.' A sweet reverent feeling filled the room. The spirit was so strong and yet lighter than air. My wife realized that a three-year-old had no concept of death and spirits, so he was referring to the beings who came to him from beyond as 'birdies' because they were up in the air like birds that fly.. 'What did the birdies look like?' she asked.
>

> Brian answered, 'They were so beautiful. They were dressed in white, all white. Some of them had green and white. But some of them had on just white.'
>
> 'Did they say anything?'
>
> 'Yes,' he answered.

> 'They told me the baby would be all right.'
>
> 'The baby?' my wife asked confused.
>
> Brian answered. 'The baby laying on the garage floor.' He went on, 'You came out and opened the garage door and ran to the baby. You told the baby to stay and not leave.'
>

> My wife nearly collapsed upon hearing this, for she had indeed gone and knelt beside Brian's body and seeing his crushed chest whispered, 'Don't leave us Brian, pl ease stay if you can.' As she listened to Brian telling her the words she had spoken, she realized that the spirit had left His body and was looking down from above on this little lifeless form.. 'Then what happened?' she asked.
>
> 'We went on a trip,' he said, 'far, far away.' He grew agitated trying to say the things he didn't seem to have the words for. My wife tried to calm and comfort
him, and let him know it would be okay. He struggled with wanting to tell something that obviously was very important to him, but finding the words was difficult.
>
> 'We flew so fast up in the air. They're so pretty Mommy,' he added.
> 'And there are lots and lots of birdies.' My wife was stunned. Into her mind the sweet comforting spirit enveloped her more soundly, but with an urgency she had never before known. Brian went on to tell her that the 'birdies' had told him that he had to come back and tell everyone about the 'birdies.' He said they brought
him back to the house and that a big fire truck, and an ambulance were there. A man was bringing the baby out on a white bed and he tried to tell the man that the baby would be okay. The story went on for an hour.
>
> He taught us that 'birdies' were always with us, but we don't see them because we look with our eyes and we don't hear them because we listen with our ears. But they are always there, you can only see them in here (he put his hand over his heart). They whisper the things to help us to do what is right because they love us so much. Brian continued, stating, 'I have a plan, Mommy. You have a plan.. Daddy has a plan. Everyone has a plan. We must all live our plan and keep our promises. The birdies help us to do that cause they love us so
much.'
>
> In the weeks that followed, he often came to us and told all, or part of it, again and again. Always the story remained the same. The details were never changed or out of order. A few times he added further bits of information and clarified the message he had already delivered. It never ceased to amaze us how he could tell such detail and speak beyond his ability when he talked about his birdies.
>
> Everywhere he went, he told strangers about the 'birdies.' Surprisingly, no one ever looked at him strangely when he did this. Rather, they
always got a softened look on their face
> and smiled. Needless to say, we have not been the same ever since that day, and I pray we never will be.
>
> You have just been sent an Angel to watch over you. Some people come into our lives and quickly go...Some people become friends and stay a while...leaving beautiful footprints on our hearts .. and we are never quite the same because we have made a good friend!!
>

> Yesterday is history. Tomorrow a mystery. Today is a gift. That's why it's called the present! Live and savor every moment...this is not a dress rehearsal! THIS IS A SPECIAL GUARDIAN ANGEL...

IF ONLY OUR FAITH WOULD BE AS A CHILD (HOW BEAUTIFUL THE WORLD WOULD BE).
THIS IS ANOTHER WAY DISPLAYING(GOD'S HAND IN MOTION) PRAISE HIS BEAUTIFUL NAME JESUS CHRIST OUR LORD
PEACE BE WITH YOU MARTHA

! The reason he put the tree there was so that we would have a choice. It would be a mistake to not put the tree there because mankind would not have known there was a choice between good and evil or life with God or away from God. God wants to have a friendship or relationship with us. If we didn't have a choice it would be a form of rape. He gave us free will and had to give us the choice or it would not be free will. Knowing we would blow it he sent his son to die in place of us for our sins. If we go down just the 10 commandments we have all blown it- we have all lied, dishonored our parents, stole, used God's name in vein, coveted, ect. And when we die and go before God we would all be guilty and deserve to spend eternity away from God. But God had his son pay our price on the cross. He gives us the option of asking for forgiveness and having Jesus come into our hearts or to reject the free gift. God is a gentleman and a true friend if you want him to be but he would never force himself on you. Hope this helps as we all have stumbled on this question. It was all done for our choice and free will. Here is a great illustration of the free gift on God tube.
(perfect video to see is MY REDEEMER LIVES) WHAT AN ACT OF FAITH LOVE AND DEVOTION THIS FATHER DISPLAYS TO HIS SON, JUST LIKE GOD ALMIGHTY DISPLAYED TO US WITH JESUS CHRIST OUR LORD. THANK YOU GOD FOR LOVING US SO MUCH THAT YOU WOULD GIVE YOUR ONLY BEGOTTON SON ....PRAISE YOUR HOLY NAME. MC

If one day you feel like crying, call me. I don't promise that I will make you laugh, but I can cry with you.
If one day you want to run away, don't be afraid to call me. I don't promise to ask you to stop, but I can run with you
If one day you don't want to listen to anyone, call me. I promise to be there for you but also promise to remain quiet.
But one day if you call and there is no answer, come fast to see me. Perhaps I need you
Send this to all your friends, no matter how often you talk or how close you are.
Let old friends know you haven't forgotten them, and tell new friends you never will. Remember, everyone needs a friend. Don't ever leave the one you love for the one you like because the one you like will leave you for the one they love. Did you know... There are 20 angels in the world, 10 are sleeping, 9 are playing, and 1 is reading this. peace be with u martha