Wisdom for yesterday and today

Worry and anxiety are the sand in the machinery of life; faith is the oil.”

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I BELIEVE
Birth Certificate shows that we were born. A Death Certificate shows that we died. Pictures show that we live!

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I Believe…
That just because two people argue, It doesn’t mean they don’t love each other. And just because they don’t argue, It doesn’t mean they do love each other.

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I Believe…
That we don’t have to change friends if We understand that friends change.

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I Believe….
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 Believe…..
That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.

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I Believe…
That you can do something in an instant That will give you heartache for life.

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I Believe….
That it’s taking me a long time To become the person I want to be.

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I Believe…
That you should always leave loved ones with Loving words. It may be the last time you see them.

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I Believe….
That you can keep going long after you think you can’t.

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That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.

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I Believe…
That either you control your attitude or it controls you.

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I Believe….
That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.

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I Believe….
That my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.

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I Believe….
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 Believe…
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 Believe…
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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That it isn’t always enough, to be forgiven by others. Sometimes, you have to learn to forgive yourself.

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I Believe…
That no matter how bad your heart is broken, the world doesn’t stop for your grief.

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That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but, we are responsible for who we become.

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I Believe…
That you shouldn’t be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.

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I Believe….
Two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.

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I Believe…
That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don’t even know you.

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I Believe…
That even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.

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I Believe…
That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.

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I Believe…
That the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.

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I Believe…
That you should send this to all of the people that you believe in.

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The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything they have.

Grandma’s hands

Happy Thanksgiving to all…just one more thing to be thankful for!!;-)

Grandma, some ninety plus years, sat feebly on the patio bench.. She didn’t move, just sat with her head down staring at her hands.

When I sat down beside her she didn’t acknowledge my presence and the longer I sat I wondered if she was OK.

Finally, not really wanting to disturb her but wanting to check on her at the same time, I asked her if she was OK. She raised her head and looked at me and smiled. ‘Yes, I’m fine, thank you for asking,’ she said in a clear voice strong.

‘I didn’t mean to disturb you, grandma, but you were just sitting here staring at your hands and I wanted to make sure you were OK,’ I explained to her.

‘Have you ever looked at your hands,’ she asked. ‘I mean really looked at your hands?’

I slowly opened my hands and stared down at them. I turned them over, palms up and then palms down. No, I guess I had never really looked at my hands as I tried to figure out the point she was making.

Grandma smiled and related this story:

‘Stop and think for a moment about the hands you have, how they have served you well throughout your years. These hands, though wrinkled shrivelled and weak have been the tools I have used all my life to reach out and grab and embrace life.

‘They braced and caught my fall when as a toddler I crashed upon the floor.

‘They put food in my mouth and clothes on my back. As a child, my mother taught me to fold them in prayer. They tied my shoes and pulled on my boots. They held my husband and wiped my tears when he went off to war.

‘They have been dirty, scraped and raw, swollen and bent. They were uneasy and clumsy when I tried to hold my newborn son. Decorated with my wedding band they showed the world that I was married and loved someone special.

‘They wrote my letters to him and trembled and shook when I buried my parents.

‘They have held my children and grandchildren, consoled neighbours, and shook in fists of anger when I didn’t understand.

‘They have covered my face, combed my hair, and washed and cleansed the rest of my body. They have been sticky and wet, bent and broken, dried and raw. And to this day when not much of anything else of me works real well these hands hold me up, lay me down, and again continue to fold in prayer.

‘These hands are the mark of where I’ve been and the ruggedness of life.

But more importantly it will be these hands that God will reach out and take when he leads me home. And with my hands He will lift me to His side and there I will use these hands to touch the face of God.

I will never look at my hands the same again. But I remember God reached out and took my grandma’s hands and led her home. When my hands are hurt or sore or when I stroke the face of my children and husband I think of grandma. I know she has been stroked and caressed and held by the hands of God.

I, too, want to touch the face of God and feel His hands upon my face.

When you receive this, say a prayer for the person who sent it to you, and watch God’s answer to prayer work in your life. Let’s continue praying for one another.

Passing this on to anyone you consider a friend will bless you both.

Passing this on to one not yet considered a friend is something God would do.

Treat people kindly that are rude to you — not because they are nice, but because you are.