Hi all,
         Praise The Lord.....
Check out this nice story..........
Pray for the Youth Of H'bad...


Some years ago on a hot summer day in south Florida a little boy
decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In 
a
hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving
behind shoes, socks and shirt as he went. He flew into the water, not
realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator
was swimming toward the shore.  

His mother in the house was looking out the window saw the two as they
got closer and closer together. In utter fear, she ran toward the 
water,
yelling to her son as loudly as she could. Hearing her voice, the 
little
boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his mother.  
      
It was too late. Just as he reached her, the alligator reached him. 
From
the dock, the mother grabbed her little boy by the arms just as the
alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war 
between
the two. The alligator was much stronger than the mother, but the 
mother
was much too passionate to let go.
      
A farmer happened to drive by, heard her screams, raced from his truck,
took aim and shot the alligator. Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in
the hospital the little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred 
by
the vicious attack of the animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches
where his mother's fingernails dug into his flesh in her effort to hang
on to the son she loved.  
      
The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked
if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then,
with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I
have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Mom wouldn't
let go. "  
      
You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, 
not
from an alligator, or anything quite so dramatic. But the scars of  a
painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep
regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let
go.  
      
In the midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you. The
Scripture teaches that God loves you. You are a child of God. He wants
to protect you and provide for you in every way. But sometimes we
foolishly wade into dangerous situations. The swimming hole of life is
filled with peril - and we forget that the enemy is waiting to attack. 
     
That's when the tug-of-war begins - and if you have the scars of His
love on your arms be very, very grateful. He did not and will not - let
you go.  
      
You just never know where a person is in his/her life and what they are
going through. That is why it is soooo important that we are not 
selfish
to receive the blessings of these messages without forwarding them to
someone else. Right now, someone knows that you love them enough to not
let them go.  

With Prayers,
Sanath Henry(Kollam)
Jyouth H'bad.
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