A DAY FOR FISHING

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A short Story.  A day for fishing.  Before entering the park, a sign said:  “Rise above the storm.  There you will find the sunshine.”  She wondered why the day got off to a bad start.  Tensions rose between two minds.  Sunshine, where are you?  Emotions unraveling, not seeing eye to eye.  This moment shall pass, just laugh it away!  Things could be worst.  The car was parked at his favorite fishing spot.  She unfolded her camping chair in the sunshine and noticed a long log on the river.  Are those turtles resting on the log?  Indeed, a family of 6 all lined up.  She smiled when big papa turtle slid into the water and 2 others followed behind it.  Mama turtle and 2 babies laid sunbathing quietly as hours passed.   The turtles had erased the woman’s sadness, thanking God for the soothing goodness of gazing at them.  Thankfully she prayed, “wish I had the patience of these turtles.”  No fish was caught, but by the time the couple arrived home, saying to each other, “I’m sorry” made the rest of the day a winner.

ARE YOU A STAY-ER?

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Once upon a time, two frogs were hunting for food when they fell into a vat of cold cream but couldn’t get out, so they decided to swim in it.  One frog got exhausted, gave up and eventually drown.  The other one decided to keep moving until he realized the cream turned hard, forming a bump and he finally was able to hop out of the vat-haha!

Isn’t this pretty much what happens when one prays with urgency then quits, or when one endures with fortitude.  What’s necessary is to pray with the heart in order to sustain more stamina in praying.

I have been praying a particular intention for a very long time for someone very dear to my heart.  Just recently the good Lord intimated to me that my prayer request would be answered, but not right away.  I now know that the battle is won and I’m just waiting for the victory to show up…making me a stay-er.  I pray that you are a stay-er too.

SHARING A SACRIFICE

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A father learned that his son had skipped school.  Since the boy had lied to him, the father felt compelled to punish him, instructing him to remain in the attic for 3 days, the boy shuttered in fear.  The mother felt tormented because she knew their son would be terribly afraid of the attic.  That first night no one could sleep.  Eventually the father decided to go to the attic to share with his son the sacrifice of shame, both shared meals together, and laid on the same pillow…a compassionate lesson well taught.  The father was well known minister S.D. Gordon who said,

“Prayer strikes the winning blow; service is simply picking up the pieces.”

Didn’t Jesus do the same for us?  He became the scapegoat for sin in the world.

“Just as the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give His life as a ransom for many.”  –Matthew 20:28

This heartfelt story encourages me to be more forgiving.

TALE OF TWO BOXES

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Such is this tale of a black and gold box…

“I have in my hands two boxes, which God gave me to hold.

He said, “Put all your sorrows in the black box, and all your joys in the gold one.”

I heeded His words, and in the two boxes, both my joys and sorrows I stored.  But though the gold box became heavier each day, the black box was as light as before.  With curiosity, I opened the black.  I wanted to find out why.  And I saw at the base of the box a hole, which my sorrows had fallen out.  I showed the hole to God, and mused, “I wonder where my sorrows could be!”

He smiled a gentle smile and said, “My child, they are all here with me.”

I asked God why He gave me the boxes.  Why the gold and the black with the hole?

“My child, the gold is for you to count your blessing.  The black is for you to let go.”

Letting Go and letting God is a comforting mantra.

I hope you enjoy this heartwarming tale by an Author Unknown…it has put a smile on my face, yours too?

A RE-BLOG POST Zen Stories with a lesson: “The sound of the forest” (Let us all learn to listen…)

Dear Amira, I can just imagine “the sound of the forest” when I lived in Germany so many moons ago. Let me share this here so many more folks can enjoy it as well, Merci!

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The Sound of the Forest

Back in the third century A.D., the King Ts’ao sent his son, Prince T’ai, to the temple to study under the great master Pan Ku. Because Prince T’ai was to succeed his father as king, Pan Ku was to teach the boy the basics of being a good ruler. When the prince arrived at the temple, the master sent him alone to the Ming-Li Forest. After one year, the prince was to return to the temple to describe the sound of the forest.

When Prince T’ai returned, Pan Ku asked the boy to describe all that he could hear. “Master,” replied the prince, “I could hear the cuckoos sing, the leaves rustle, the hummingbirds hum, the crickets chirp, the grass blow, the bees buzz, and the wind whisper and holler.” When the prince had finished, the master told him to…

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A RE-BLOG POST My Beautiful Heart…….

Dear Kamal, Such pure loving heartfelt thoughts coming from your expansive and gentle heart. I think, this is your best poem so far! Merci!

Boundless Blessings by Kamal

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My beautiful Heart sit only with those

Who know and understand you?

Sit quietly under a tree

That is full of gorgeous blossoms

Walk in the bazaar of herbs and potions

That smells of delicious hibiscus

Do not wander aimlessly

People will rob you in no time

Do not fill your bowl with food

From every boiling pot you see

Not every joke is humorous

So do not search for meaning

Not every eye can see your beauty

Not every sea is full of pearls

Let go of all unwanted distractions

My beautiful heart, let us sing the song

Of longing like a nightingale

Embrace the light and let it guide you

Beyond the winds of desire

Gently tend to your vital heart

There you will find a spring

And nourished by its sweet waters

Like a tree, you will bear fruit forever

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