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We often learn the most from our children.

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Some time ago, a friend of mine punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a

roll of gold wrapping paper.

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Money was tight, and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box 

to put under the tree.

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Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said,

¡§This is for you, Daddy.¡¨

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He was embarrassed by his earlier over-reaction

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but his anger flared again when he found that the box was empty. He yelled at her,

¡§Don't you know that when you give someone a present, there's supposed to be 

something inside of it?¡¨

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The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said,¡§Oh,Daddy it's not empty.

 I blew kisses into the box.  All for you, Daddy.¡¨

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The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, 

and he begged her forgiveness.

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My friend told me that he kept that gold box by his bed for years.

Whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the 

love of the child who had put it there.

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In a very real sense, each of us has been given a gold container filled with unconditional 

love and kisses from people who care about us.

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It is the fountain of wisdom. 



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Take time to think -
It is the fuel of action. 


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Take time to play -
It is the secret of perpetual youth. 


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Take time to be quiet -
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Take time to be aware -
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Take time to love and to be loved -
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Take time to be friendly -
It is the road to happiness. 

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A woman came out of her house and saw 3 old men with long white beards 

sitting in her front yard.She did not recognize them. She said "I don't think

 I know you, but you must be hungry. Please come in and have something to eat." 

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"Is the man of the house home?", they asked.

"No", she said. "He's out."

"Then we cannot come in," they replied. "

In the evening when her husband came home, she told him what had happened. 

"Go tell them I am home and invite them in!" 

The woman went out and invited the men in. 

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"We do not go into a House together," they replied. 

"Why is that?" she wanted to know. 
One of the old men explained: "His name is Wealth, " he said pointing to one of 

his friends, and said pointing to another one, "He is Success, and I am Love."

 Then he added, "Now go in and discuss with your husband which one of us you 

want in your home." 

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The woman went in and told her husband what was said. Her husband was overjoyed. 

"How nice!!," he said. "Since that is the case, let us invite Wealth.

 Let him come and fill our home with wealth!" 


His wife disagreed. "My dear, why don't we invite Success?" 

Their daughter-in-law was listening from the other corner of the house. She jumped in 

with her own suggestion: "Would it not be better to invite Love? Our home will then be 

filled with love!" 

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"Let us heed our daughter-in-law's advice," said the husband to his wife. 

"Go out and invite Love to be our guest." 

The woman went out and asked the 3 old men, "Which one of you is Love? 

Please come in and be our guest." 

Love got up and started walking toward the house. The other 2 also got up and followed him.Surprised, the lady asked Wealth and Success:" I only invited Love, 

Why are you coming in?" 

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The old men replied together: "If you had invited Wealth or Success, the other two of us would've stayed out, but since you invited Love, wherever he goes, we go with him. 

Wherever there is Love, there is also Wealth and Success!!!!!!" 

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OUR WISH FOR YOU... 

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Where there is pain, we wish you peace and mercy. Where there is self-doubting, 

we wish you a renewed confidence in Your Ability to work through them.

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Where there is tiredness, or exhaustion, we wish you understanding, patience, 

and renewed strength. 

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Where there is fear, we wish you love, and courage. 

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 But not a Home
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 But not Sleep 
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 But not Time  ¦ý¬O¤£¯à¶R®É¶¡

 It can buy a Book  ¥i¥H¥Î¨Ó¶R®Ñ 
 But not Knowledge 
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 It can buy you a Position 
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 But not Respect 
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 It can buy you Medicine 
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 But not Health 
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 It can buy you Blood 
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 But not Life 
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 It can buy you Sex  ¥i¥H¥Î¨Ó¶R©Ê¦æ¬° 
 But not Love 
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 So you see money isn't everything. I tell you all this because I am your  friend, 

and as your friend I want to take away your pain and suffering...

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 So send me all your money and I will suffer for you.
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I've learned -

that my best friend and I can do anything

or nothing and have the best time.

 

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I've learned -

that sometimes the people you expect

to kick you when you're down will be the ones to help you get back up.

 

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I've learned -

that sometimes when I'm angry

I have the right to be angry,

but that doesn't give me

the right to be cruel.

 

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I've learned -

that true friendship continues to grow,

even over the longest distance.

Same goes for true love.

 

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I've learned -

that just because someone doesn't love you

the way you want them to doesn't mean

they don't love you with all they have.

 

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I've learned -

that maturity has more to do with

what types of experiences you've had

and what you've learned from them

and less to do with how many

birthdays you've celebrated.

 

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I've learned -

that you should never tell a child

their dreams are unlikely or outlandish.

Few things are more humiliating, and

what a tragedy it would be

if they believed it.

 

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I've learned -

that your family won't always

be there for you. It may seem funny,

but people you aren't related to

can take care of you and love you

and teach you to trust people again.

Families aren't biological.

 

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I've learned -

that no matter how good a friend is,

they're going to hurt you

every once in a while

and you must forgive them for that.

 

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I've learned -

that it isn't always enough

to be forgiven by others.

Sometimes you have to learn

to forgive yourself.  

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¯u¹êªº¹Ú Eternal Ink (By Craig F. Pitts & Translated by Jo Lee) 

I dreamed I was in heaven. Where an angel kept God's book 
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It was not, at first, his writing. That made me stop and think 
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But the fluid in the bottle. That was marked eternal ink "eternal ink" 
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This ink was most amazing 
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Dark black upon his blotter .But as it touched the parchment. 
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It became as clear as water. 
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The angel kept on writing 
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The words were disappearing. With that strange eternal ink 
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The angel took no notice. But kept writing on and on. 
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He Turned each page and filled it . Till all its space was gone. 
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I thought he wrote to no avail, His efforts were so vain 
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For he wrote a thousand pages. That he'd never read again. 
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And as I watched and wondered that.This awesome sight was mine 
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I actually saw a word stay black As it dried upon the line. 
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The angel wrote and I thought I saw A look of satisfaction 
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At last he had some print to show For all his earnest action. 
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As black as black can be, 
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But strangely the next paragraph Became invisible to see. 
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The book was getting fuller, The angel's records true, 
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But most of it was blank, with Just a few words coming through. 
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I knew there was some reason, 
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But as hard as I could think I couldn't grasp the significance Of that eternal ink. 
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The mystery burned within me, 
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And I finally dared to ask The angel to explain to me Of his amazing task. 
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And what heard was frightful As the angel turned his head. He looked directly at me, 
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And this is what he said. I know you stand and wonder At what my writing's worth

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But God has told me to record The lives of those on earth 
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The book that I am filling Is an accurate account Of every word and action And to what they do amount And since you have been watching 
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I must tell you what is true; The details of my journal Are the strict accounts of YOU 
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The Lord asked me to watch you As each day you worked and played 
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I saw you as you went to church I saw you as you prayed 
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But I was told to document Your life through all the week 
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I wrote when you were proud and bold I wrote when you were meek 
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I recorded all your attitudes Whether they were good or bad 
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I was sorry that I had to write The things that make God sad 
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So now I'll tell the wonder Of this eternal ink 
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For the reason for its mystery Should make you stop and think 
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This ink that God created To help me keep my journal Will only keep a record of 
Things that are eternal 
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So much of life is wasted On things that matter not So instead of my erasing 
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Smudging ink and ugly blot 
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I just keep writing faithfully and Let the ink do all the rest 
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For it is able to decide What's useless and what is best 
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And God ordained that as I write Of all you do and say 
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Your deeds that count for nothing Will just disappear away 
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When books are opened someday, As sure as heaven is true, 
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The Lord's eternal ink will tell What mattered most to you 
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If you just lived to please yourself The pages will be bare 
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And God will issue no reward For you when you get there 
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In fact, you will be embarrassed You will hang your head in shame 
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Because you did not give yourself In love to Jesus' Name 
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Yet maybe there will be a few Recorded lines that stayed 
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That showed the times you truly cared Sincerely loved and prayed 
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As you enter heaven's door How much more glad you would have been If only you'd
done more 
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When I heard the angel's story 
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I fell down and wept and cried For as yet I still was dreaming 
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I hadn't really died And I said: Oh angel tell the Lord That soon as I awake 
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I will live my life for Jesus I will do all for His dear sake 
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I'll give in full surrender I'll do all He wants me to do 
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I'll turn my back on self and sin And whatever isn't true 
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And though the way seems long and rough I promise to endure 
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I am determined to pursue the things That are holy, clean, and pure 
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With Jesus as my helper I will win lost souls to Thee 
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For I know that they will live with Christ For all eternity 
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And that's what really matters 
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When my life on earth is gone That I will stand before the Lord 
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And hear Him say, well done 
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For is it really worth it As my life lies at the brink?¡@¡@¡@¡@¡@¡@ 
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And I realize that God keeps books With His eternal ink¡@¡@¡@¡@¡@¡@¡@¡@¡@ 
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Should all my life be focused On things that turn to dust? 
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From this point on I'll serve
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I can, I will, I must! 
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I will NOT send blank pages Up to God's majestic throne 
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For where that record's going now Is my eternal home 
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I am giving all to Jesus 
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I now have seen the link 
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For I saw an angel write my life With God's Eternal Ink 
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