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Normally, before I go to the center, I go to the post office to get any mail that is there. I get there and get the mail, close the box and then head back to the center. This was close to 12:40 in the afternoon. Now I am not going to say that i am slow, but it took a while for me to realize that I did not have my keys. I noticed this between 6 and 7.

Well after looking in all the usual places. That is in my jacket pockets and in the front pockets of my jeans. In my room at the cabin. In all the offices that I stepped into. All with the same results. They were not there.

At about 8 this evening that is when I remembered that there was one place I hadn’t checked yet. The post office. As there was a coworker here at the time, I decided to go check the post office. Yes, yes. The post office is closed this time of night. Well this po has boxes and that part they have been leaving open again, recently. So I get there and walk into the lobby and thought, “You have got to be kidding.”

The very things that I was hoping were going to be there, were. The keys were still in the PO box. Either people just didn’t see them or they were blinded when looking in that area. Needless to say, I felt relieved that I did not have to explain to my boss, that I had lost the keys. I have three words that fit this moment. “God is good.”

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Get out of the car!!

Posted: 02/02/2012 in Jokes, Story
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Mistaken Car

Faith

Posted: 01/22/2012 in Story
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Professor : You are a Christian, aren’t you, son ?

Student : Yes, sir.

Professor: So, you believe in GOD ?

Student : Absolutely, sir.

Professor : Is GOD good ?

Student : Sure.

Professor: Is GOD all powerful ?

Student : Yes.

Professor: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to GOD to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But GOD didn’t. How is this GOD good then? Hmm?

(Student was silent.)

Professor: You can’t answer, can you ? Let’s start again, young fella. Is GOD good?

Student : Yes.

Professor: Is satan good ?

Student : No.

Professor: Where does satan come from?

Student : From … GOD …

Professor: That’s right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?

Student : Yes.

Professor: Evil is everywhere, isn’t it ? And GOD did make everything. Correct?

Student :Yes

Professor: So who created evil ?

(Student did not answer.)

Professor: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don’t they?

Student : Yes, sir.

Professor: So, who created them?

(Student had no answer.)

Professor: Science says you have 5 Senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son, have you ever seen GOD?

Student : No, sir.

Professor: Tell us if you have ever heard your GOD?

Student : No , sir.

Professor: Have you ever felt your GOD, tasted your GOD, smell your GOD? Have you ever had any sensory perception of GOD for that matter?

Student : No, sir. I’m afraid I haven’t.

Professor: Yet you still believe in Him?

Student : Yes.

Professor : According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says your GOD doesn’t exist. What do you say to that, son?

Student : Nothing. I only have my faith.

Professor: Yes, faith. And that is the problem Science has.

Student : Professor, is there such a thing as heat?

Professor: Yes.

Student : And is there such a thing as cold?

Professor: Yes.

Student : No, sir. There isn’t.

(The lecture theatre became very quiet with this turn of events.)

Student : Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don’t have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can’t go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.

(There was pin-drop silence in the lecture theater.)

Student : What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?

Professor: Yes. What is night if there isn’t darkness?

Student : You’re wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light. But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and its called darkness, isn’t it? In reality, darkness isn’t. If it is, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn’t you?

Professor: So what is the point you are making, young man?

Student : Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.

Professor: Flawed ? Can you explain how?

Student : Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good GOD and a bad GOD. You are viewing the concept of GOD as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, Science can’t even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?

Professor: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.

Student : Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?

(The Professor shook his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument was going.)

Student : Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor. Are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?

(The class was in uproar.)

Student : Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor’s brain?

(The class broke out into laughter.)

Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor’s brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established Rules of Empirical, Stable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?

(The room was silent. The Professor stared at the student, his face unfathomable.)

Professor: I guess you’ll have to take them on faith, son.

Student : That is it sir … Exactly ! The link between man & GOD is FAITH. That is all that keeps things alive and moving.

P.S. I believe you have enjoyed the conversation. And if so, you’ll probably want your friends/colleagues to enjoy the same, won’t you? Forward this to increase their knowledge … or FAITH.

By the way, that student was EINSTEIN

“Immanuel’s Veins” seems to rely heavily on the Books of History Chronicles. Though it is completely stand alone. Once this book sinks it’s “teeth” into you it does not let go. The tension just builds like being on a roller coaster, then just drops you down through the various twists and turns of the ride. Then when it seems you can’t take any more, he throws more at you. Ted confronts you with a question of how far will you go to save someone close to you. After reading IV, the choice should be obvious in a way that only Ted can bring out in Story. You can’t read Immanuel’s Veins and remain untouched.
Check out this video: Immanuel’s Veins

Common Sense

Posted: 10/24/2009 in Jokes, Story

Sad but true.

 

An Obituary printed in the London Times:

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: 
– Knowing when to come in out of the rain; 
– Why the early bird gets the worm; 
– Life isn’t always fair; 
– and maybe it was my fault. 

Common Sense 
lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. 

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. 

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion. 

Common Sense 
lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. 

Common Sense 
took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault. 

Common Sense 
finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement. 

Common Sense 
was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason. 

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers; 
I Know My Rights 
I Want It Now 
Someone Else Is To Blame 
I’m A Victim 

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

The Walk

Posted: 10/07/2009 in Story
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One night I dreamt that I was travelling in a strange place. I was in what appeared to be an endless wilderness covered in a heavy fog. I was not able to see far through it.

It was getting darker the longer I wandered around. I kept tripping and falling over things I could not see due to the fog. I started to wonder if I was even going to be able to get out of the wilderness. There seemed to be no way out in any direction.

It got so dark I was not able to move. I stopped and tried to look around. My hands felt like they were bleeding and I felt bruised from the days wandering. I was tired and hungry. I didn’t know if I could continue.

I looked around to see if I could penetrate the fog. As I turned I saw a small light in the distance that was not there a moment ago. It seemed to beckon to me, calling me to come closer. With the little energy I could muster, I set off towards the light.

The more I walked the more the feeling of hunger and thirst seemed to intrude. It seemed like I was traveling a very long time. As I got closer to the light, I saw that it was a fire. I also saw someone sitting by the fire tending it. The closer I came to the fire, the more weak I became from hunger and thirst.

The man seemed to know that I was coming. He got up to help me the rest of the way. I thanked him. He was wearing a grey, nondescript robe. It had a hood that he used to cover his head and face.

He offered me something to eat and drink. As I ate, I looked around us to see where we were. We were at a crossroads that stretched off into the distance.

This man who had helped me waited after I was finished eating before he spoke. He had a soft, soothing voice which surprised me because of the strength that he showed me when he helped me to the fire.

“Welcome traveler”, he said. “Where do you come from?”

I looked around me as I said, “I am not sure. I was in some kind of wilderness before coming here.”

“Why were you in the wilderness?”

“I don’t know. It seemed like I just woke up and there I was.”

“What were you trying to find?”

“I don’t think that I was trying to find anything. But now that you ask, it does seem like I was trying to find something. But I don’t know what.”

Needless to say this seemed to be getting strange. I know I hadn’t lost anything. But for some reason I felt that I was missing something undefinable.

“Most people who have found their way to me have told me the same thing”, he told me. “They don’t know what they have lost, but they can feel it. I can help you find this elusive thing.”

“How will I know that I have found if I don’t know what it is”, I asked him.

“The same way that most of the people who have found me as they wander the wilderness have. The one thing they have been searching for is the one who has helped you. Me.”

I gave him a puzzled look. I asked him the only thing that came to mind. “What do you mean that I am looking for you?”

In answer, he disappeared. I stood up and looked around me to see if I could see where he went. I went over to where he had been sitting. There were no footprints to show which way he had gone. To all intent and purposes he had just disappeared.

Then from behind me I heard him. “This is how I know. Everyone who makes it to the crossroads are looking for me.”

I looked behind me. He was not there. I shouted out, “What do you mean? Looking for you? Why? Where are you?”

Once again from behind me he spoke, “Turn around. Your questions will be answered when you do.”

When I turned around, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. This man that I had seen was hanging on a cross. Both his hands and feet were peirced and bleeding. From the side was flowing blood and water. There was blood flowing from wounds given to his head.

I felt sick and turned away. I couldn’t believe that this was the same man that I was just talking to face to face. There just seemed to be no way that this was the same man I talked with around the fire.

“Look at me”, he told me. I looked at him. What I saw didn’t fit the picture of what I was seeing. Instead of pain, fear, and anger there was something that was strangely out of place. I saw instead love, peace, joy. I wanted to run. But I was frozen and could not move.

“What you are missing is a piece of yourself. I have that part. I am here to give it to you. You see I have a Father that wants you to have that piece. He wants to speak with you. But cannot due to a distance between the two of you. I am here to give you that piece that will acclompish this. I am to be a bridge between and my Father.”

“But why are you up there? Who put you there?”, I asked him.

I am up here because you have placed me here. You did this by selfishness, pride, greed, anger, bitterness.”

“Why would you do this?”

For love. My Father and I love you. He sent me to you out of love. I came here out of love. I have taken any kind of punishment that was supposed to be given to you. I have become your payment. I have to ask you one more question. Do you accept what I and my Father has done for you?”

I could do nothing except think of what he had told me. What he said had touched something deep inside of me. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes and said, “Yes, I accept what you have done for me.”

“Then come and lay down your burdens at my feet.”

Burdens? What were the burdens that he was talking about? Then I felt a weight on my back that I didn’t realize was there. I reached up and felt straps on my shoulders. I removed the wieght. I had a backpack on and never knew it. This was the source of my tiredness?

I opened the pack to see what was inside. I was assaulted by the most awful stench I have ever smelled. It smelled of death. So this was what was holding me down. I took the pack over to the cross and layed it at the bottom at the foot. When I released the pack I felt different. Lighter.

“You will never again need to carry a pack with you”, he said. “Look around. You will not be wandering again. You will be able to see where you are going.”

I looked and saw that there were paths leading away from the cross. I turned to thank him and he had disappeared once again.

“What is your name? How can I thank you for what you have done?”

“My name is Joshua. To thank me all you have to do is meet me at the end of the path I have laid for you.”

I looked at the paths and there seemed to be one that was glowing faintly. I started walking on that path bound and determined to thank Joshua for his gift of love.

1957 V 2007

Posted: 10/07/2009 in Story

Funny and sad!  How true; and what a shame what has happened to this country!

 

HIGH SCHOOL 1957 vs. 2007

Scenario 1:

Jack goes quail hunting before school and then pulls into the school parking lot with his shotgun in his truck’s gun rack.

1957 – Vice Principal comes over, looks at Jack’s shotgun, goes to his car and gets his shotgun to show Jack.

2007 – School goes into lock down, FBI called, Jack hauled off to jail and never sees his truck or gun again. Counselors called in for traumatized students and teachers.  



Scenario 2:

Johnny and Mark get into a fist fight after school.

1957 – Crowd gathers. Mark wins. Johnny and Mark shake hands and end up buddies.

2007 – Police called and SWAT team arrives — they arrest both Johnny and Mark. They are both charged them with assault and both expelled even though Johnny started it.


Scenario 3:

Jeffrey will not be still in class, he disrupts other students.

1957 – Jeffrey sent to the Principal’s office and given a good paddling by the Principal. He then returns to class, sits still and does not disrupt class again.

2007 – Jeffrey is given huge doses of Ritalin. He becomes a zombie. He is then tested for ADD. The school gets extra money from the state because Jeffrey has a disability.

Scenario 4:

Billy breaks a window in his neighbor’s car and his Dad gives him a whipping with his belt.
1957 –
Billy is more careful next time, grows up normal, goes to college and becomes a successful businessman.

2007 – Billy’s dad is arrested for child abuse. Billy is removed to foster care and joins a gang. The state psychologist is told by Billy’s sister that she remembers being abused herself and their dad goes to prison. Billy’s mom has an affair with the psychologist. 


Scenario 5:

Mark gets a headache and takes some aspirin to school.

1957 Mark shares his aspirin with the Principal out on the smoking dock.

2007 The police are called and Mark is expelled from school for drug violations. His car is then searched for drugs and weapons.  



Scenario 6:

Pedro fails h igh school English.

1957 Pedro goes to summer school, passes English and goes to college.

2007 Pedro’s cause is taken up by state. Newspaper articles appear nationally explaining that teaching English as a requirement for graduation is racist. ACLU files class action lawsuit against the state school system and Pedro’s English teacher.  English is then banned from core curriculum. Pedro is given his diploma anyway but ends up mowing lawns for a living because he cannot speak English.  

Scenario 7:

Johnny takes apart leftover firecrackers from the Fourth of July, puts them in a model airplane paint bottle and blows up a red ant bed.

1957 – Ants die.

2007 – ATF, Homeland Security and the FBI are all called. Johnny is charged with domestic terrorism. The FBI investigates his parents — and all siblings are removed from their home and all computers are confiscated. Johnny’s dad is placed on a terror watch list and is never allowed to fly again.

Scenario 8:

Johnny is found crying by his teacher, Mary. Mary hugs him to comfort him.

1957 – In a short time, Johnny feels better and goes on playing.

2007 – Mary is accused of being a sexual predator and loses her job. She faces 3 years in State Prison.0 Johnny undergoes 5 years of therapy.