[JOYnet] Inspiring Quotes
INSPIRING QUOTES 1 You are never given a dream without also being given the power to make it true -- Richard Bach 2 Our greatest glory consists not in never falling, but in rising every timewe fall. -- Confucius 3 Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.-- Thomas Alva Edison 4 Results! Why, I have gotten a lot of results. I know several thousand things that wont work. -- Thomas Alva Edison 5 The three great essentials to achieving anything worthwhile are; first, hard work, second, stick-to-it-iveness, and third, common sense. -- Thomas Alva Edison 6 Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds. -- Albert Einstein 7 I think and think for months and years. Ninety-nine times, the conclusion is false. The hundredth time I am right. -- Albert Einstein 8 People do not lack strength; they lack will. -- Victor Hugo 9 Patience and perseverance have a magical effect before which difficulties disappear and obstacles vanish. -- John Quincy Adams 10 Fall seven times, stand up eight. -- Japanese Proverb 11 In all human affairs there are efforts, and there are results, and the strength of the effort is the measure of the result. -- James Allen 12 The difference between perseverance and obstinacy is that one often comes from a strong will, and the other from a strong won't. -- Henry Ward Beecher 13 Having once decided to achieve a certain task, achieve it at all costs of tedium and distaste. The gain in self confidence of having accomplished a tiresome labor is immense. -- Thomas A. Bennett - 14 Be like a postage stamp. Stick to one thing until you get there. -- Josh Billings 15 Just start. And don't stop. -- Charles Burke 16 If you doubt you can accomplish something, then you can't accomplish it. You have to have confidence in your ability, and then be tough enough to follow through. -- Rosalyn Cart 17 Never give in. Never. Never. Never. Never. -- Winston Churchill 18 Life is not easy for any of us. But what of that? We must have perseverance and above all confidence in ourselves. We must believe that we are gifted for something, and that this thing, at whatever cost, must be attained. -- Marie Curieat 19 The life that conquers is the life that moves with a steady resolution and persistence toward a predetermined goal. Those who succeed are those who have thoroughly learned the immense importance of planning in life, and the tragic brevity of time. -- W.J. Davison 20 The odds are with us if we keep on trying. -- Keith DeGreen 21 The minute you settle for less than you deserve, you get even less than you settled for. -- Maureen Dowd 21The Promised Land always lies on the other side of a Wilderness. -- Havelock Ellis 22 The man who removes a mountain begins by carrying away small stones. -- William Faulkner 23 Victory is sweetest when you've known defeat. -- Malcolm Forbes 24 The majority of people meet with failure because they lack the persistence to create new plans to take the place of failed plans. -- Mark Victor Hansen- 25 The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. -- Patrick Henry 26 Persistence is to the character of man as carbon is to steel.-- Napoleon Hil 27 The majority of men meet with failure because of their lack of persistence in creating new plans to take the place of those which fail. -- Napoleon Hill 28 Nothing worthwhile comes easily. Half effort does not produce half results, it produces no results. Work, continuous work and hard work, is the only way to accomplish the results that last. -- Hamilton Holt Regards Mary Say it now. Say it online. Send e-cards to your love === This mail is generated from JOYnet, a Jesus Youth mailing list. For more info on the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet To unsubscribe from the list send a mail to [EMAIL PROTECTED] To subscribe to the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet/join In case of any issue related to the mailing list contact [EMAIL PROTECTED] ===
[JOYnet] Mary's Dream
MARY'S DREAM I had a dream, Joseph. I don't understand it, not really, but I think it was about a birthday celebration for our son. I think that was what it was all about. The people had been preparing for it for about six weeks. They had decorated the house and bought new clothes. They'd gone shopping many times and bought elaborate gifts. It was peculiar, though, because the presents weren't for our son. They wrapped them in beautiful paper and tied them with lovely bows and stacked them under a tree. Yes, a tree, Joseph, right in their house. They'd decorated the tree also. The branches were full of glowing balls and sparkling ornaments. There was a figure on the top of the tree. It looked like an angel might look. Oh, it was beautiful. Everyone was laughing and happy. They were all excited about the gifts. They gave the gifts to each other, Joseph, not to our son. I don't think they even knew him. They never mentioned his name. Doesn't it seem odd for people to go to all that trouble to celebrate someone's birthday if they don't know him? I had the strangest feeling that if our son had gone to this celebration he would have been intruding. Everything was so beautiful, Joseph, and everyone so full of cheer, but it made me want to cry. How sad for Jesus - not to be wanted at his own birthday celebration. I'm glad it was only a dream. How terrible, Joseph, if it had been real!!! Author Unknown === This mail is generated from JOYnet, a Jesus Youth mailing list. For more info on the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet To unsubscribe from the list send a mail to [EMAIL PROTECTED] To subscribe to the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet/join In case of any issue related to the mailing list contact [EMAIL PROTECTED] ===
[JOYnet] The man who held me in his arms
Sometimes we just need a reminder of who our Lord is and how He cares for each of us.Here is a nice story: Little Jill (not her real name) was raised by parents who were atheists. When Jill was 3 years old her father killed her mother in a drunken rage and turned the gun upon himself. This was all done in the presence of Jill. Jill was shifted through the foster care system and wound up with a church going family. The first Sunday that Jill was in her nursery class the teacher held up a picture of the Savior and asked the three, four and five year olds if they knew who was in the picture. Little Jill raised her hand and the Sunday school teacher called on her. That's Jesus stated Little Jill. The Sunday School teacher knew that this was Jill's first time in church and knew that Jill's dead parents had been atheists. So she was surprised and questioned Jill: How do you know that my dear? asked the kind teacher. Because he was the man that held me in His arms the night my Daddy killed my Mommy, answered sweet little Jill. Regards Mary _ Still unmarried? http://www.msn.co.in/Matrimony/ Find a life partner now === This mail is generated from JOYnet, a Jesus Youth mailing list. For more info on the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet To unsubscribe from the list send a mail to [EMAIL PROTECTED] To subscribe to the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet/join In case of any issue related to the mailing list contact [EMAIL PROTECTED] ===
Re: [JOYnet] [JOYnt] PLEASE PRAY FOR DAVIDS SOUL,,,,,,,,,,
Most Loving Father! We submit into your mighty hands the departed soul of our brother 'David'.Lord! let his soul rest in peace at your holy sanctuary.Lord! Thank you for all the blessings that you have showered in his life and his family.We pray for his sorrowing family - we submit his children,wife ,his parents and all his near and dear ones into your tender arms.Lord ! u wept with Martha and Mary at the departure of Lazarus.At this moment comfort them and strengthen them by your power. Lord! cover them with your precious blood and fill them with the PEACE THAT PASSETH ALL UNDERSTANDING.Mother Mary!Intercede for the peaceful rest of our brother.In Jesus Precious name we pray .Amen! Mary From: Vinto Thomas To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: [JOYnet] [JOYnt] PLEASE PRAY FOR DAVIDS SOUL,, Date: Sun, 23 Mar 2003 09:10:34 -0600 JESUS, MARY, JOSEPH... Dears,, DAVID Passed away just few minitues before,,, Please pray for his SOUL rest in PEACE,,,And for his sorrowed family.. Vinto,, Middle East.. - With Yahoo! Mail you can get a bigger mailbox -- choose a size that fits your needs === This mail is generated from JOYnet, a Jesus Youth mailing list. For more info on the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet To unsubscribe from the list send a mail to [EMAIL PROTECTED] To subscribe to the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet/join In case of any issue related to the mailing list contact [EMAIL PROTECTED] === Chat now. Chat this instant. Get MSN Messenger === This mail is generated from JOYnet, a Jesus Youth mailing list. For more info on the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet To unsubscribe from the list send a mail to [EMAIL PROTECTED] To subscribe to the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet/join In case of any issue related to the mailing list contact [EMAIL PROTECTED] ===
[JOYnet] The Cross
please read this story patiently... THE CROSS Author Unknown While taking a photography class at the University of Miami in 1967 I became acquainted with another student named Charles who also was training as a high-diver for the 1968 Summer Olympics. Charles was very patient with me when I would speak to him for hours about Jesus Christ and how He had saved me. Charles was not raised in Christian home and all that I had to tell him fascinated him. He even began to ask questions about forgiveness of sin. Finally the day came and I asked Charles if he realized his own need of a Redeemer and if he was ready to trust Jesus Christ as his Savior. Almost immediately I saw his countenance change and his reply was a strong No. In the days that followed he was quiet and I felt that he was avoiding me. Then one day I got a phone call and it was Charles. He wanted to know where to look in the New Testament for some verses that I had given him about salvation. I gave him several passages and asked if I could meet with him. He declined my offer and thanked me for the scriptures. I could tell that he was greatly troubled, but I did not know where he was or how to help him. Since Charles was training for the Olympic games he had special privileges at the University pool and at 11pm that evening he went to the pool to practice a few dives. It was a clear night in October with a bright full moon, which easily lit the pool area through a glass dome. Illuminated only by the light of the full moon shining through the glass dome Charles climbed to the highest dive platform. At the very moment he stood on top of the dive platform the Spirit of God began to speak to him. All the scripture he had read, all of the times that I had witnessed to him about Christ flooded his mind. As Charles stood backwards on the edge of the dive platform preparing for his first dive he stretched out his arms to gain his balance and noticed that his shadow in the bright moonlight was in the shape of a cross. He could bear the burden of his sin no longer. His heart broke and he sat down on the platform and asked God to forgive him and to save him. Charles trusted Jesus Christ on the top of a dive platform thirty feet above the pool. Suddenly, the lights in the pool area came on as the night watchman came in to check the pool area. Charles looked down from the dive platform and saw an empty pool, which had been drained for repairs. He had almost plummeted to his death, but the Cross had saved him. *For the preaching of the cross is to them that perish foolishness; but unto us which are saved it is the power of God. Regards Mary Go Bonkers over cricket with Balram D Maity === This mail is generated from JOYnet, a Jesus Youth mailing list. For more info on the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet To unsubscribe from the list send a mail to [EMAIL PROTECTED] To subscribe to the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet/join In case of any issue related to the mailing list contact [EMAIL PROTECTED] ===
[JOYnet] Remember the Duck
Remember The Duck = Author Unknown There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm. And he was given a slingshot to play without in the woods. he practiced in the woods, but he could never hit the target. And getting a little discouraged; he headed back to dinner. As he was walking back he saw Grandma's pet duck. Just out of impulse, he let fly, hit the duck square in the head, and killed it. He was shocked and grieved. In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the woodpile, only to see his sister watching. Sally had seen it all, but she said nothing. After lunch that day Grandma said, Sally, let's wash the dishes. But Sally said, Grandma, Johnny told me he wanted to help in the kitchen today, didn't you Johnny? And then she whispered to him, Remember, the duck? So Johnny did the dishes. Later Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go fishing, and Grandma said, I'm sorry but I need Sally to help make supper. But Sally smiled and said, Well, that's all right because Johnny told me he wanted to help. And she whispered again, Remember, the duck? So Sally went fishing and Johnny stayed. After several days of Johnny doing both his chores and Sally's, he finally couldn't stand it any longer. He came to Grandma and confessed that he killed the duck. She knelt down, gave him a hug, and said, Sweetheart, I know. You see, I was standing at the window and I saw the whole thing. But because I love you, I forgave you. But I was just wondering how long would you let Sally make a slave of you. I don't know what's in your past. I don't know what one sin the enemy keeps throwing up in your face. But whatever it is, I want you to know something. Jesus Christ was standing at the window. And He saw the whole thing. But because He loves you, He has forgiven you. Perhaps He's wondering how long you'll let the enemy make a slave out of you. The great thing about God is that He not only forgives, but He forgets!!! Fun on the mobile with ringtones, graphics, logos etc. === This mail is generated from JOYnet, a Jesus Youth mailing list. For more info on the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet To unsubscribe from the list send a mail to [EMAIL PROTECTED] To subscribe to the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet/join In case of any issue related to the mailing list contact [EMAIL PROTECTED] ===
[JOYnet] The Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi
The Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi Lord, make me an instrument of your peace, Where there is hatred, let me sow love; ...where there is injury, pardon; ...where there is doubt, faith; ...where there is despair, hope; ...where there is darkness, light; ...where there is sadness, joy; O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek ...to be consoled as to console; ...to be understood as to understand; ...to be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; ...it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; ...and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Get ball by ball action on your desktop. Get Hutch MSN Cricketer === This mail is generated from JOYnet, a Jesus Youth mailing list. For more info on the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet To unsubscribe from the list send a mail to [EMAIL PROTECTED] To subscribe to the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet/join In case of any issue related to the mailing list contact [EMAIL PROTECTED] ===
[JOYnet] The Diwali Rocket
My dear friends, I would like to share a weird experience wherein God protected my friends and me. I was in between my 7th semester Engineering exams.It was the day of Diwali.The next day we had one University exam.My daily routine is to get up by 6:00 in the morn and then go to the hostel Prayer room. Pray for some time, go for breakfast and then back to room and start studying at sharp 8:00 .I always study at my table next to the window.In the mornings,I normally dont go to sit in the garden to study.Our hostel has large area and next to the hostel compound walls there were big trees with thick branches and foliage.My room was in third floor facing the road. From the hostel building to the compound wall there is quite a lot of area .The road was also average wide and on the roadside were a few shops and one or two small houses. That day I got up as usual.But when I was leaving for prayercell I had a feeling to carry all my study books along with the Bible to the prayercell.As usual I went to prayercell ,then for breakfast to mess ,then I had a feeling to go to prayercell again. I went and prayed there for sometime and instead of going to room for studies I went outside to the garden to study.I never do go out to study.But that day I did.I had also the books with me which I had taken to the Prayer room along with the bible.By morning sharp 8:00am ,while i was studying in the garden,I heard a loud sound and something shattering to pieces.I thought again one of these girls would have dropped the plates or cups .Still I was wondering how it could be so loud.Anyway i concentrated in my studies.After an hour or so i went slowly climbing back the stairs.One of my friends shouted ,Didnt u hear??' I asked what. She just kept quiet. When I came up there was a small gathering near my room and everyone was staring inside.I couldnt believe what Isaw.My table was fully covered with glass pieces , the window had a huge hole in it and was blackish in colour. Some of the glass in the window was melted and in a deformed shape.There was smoke in the room.My books,shelves were all covered with glass pieces. Also I saw remnants of a Rocket (the firecracker variety which goes to the sky to a large height and bursts) lying in my room.It was stuck to the bottom of the door.The sides of the door was burnt.What happened was that being Diwali ,small kids who were living in the houses next to the road were bursting crackers and rockets and one rocket instead of going up ,shot across the road and the thick trees near the compound walls came within the hostel compounds aimed to the third floor Room no:217 window where I sit and study -:).It came ,hit on the window ,exploded and swished the floor and got stuck under the closed door of our room. And it was sharp 8:00 that happened, the shattering sound which i heard, while i was studying in the garden.Normally at this time I will be seated with my books next to the window.Do u know what happened to my room mates.There are four per room. Two of my roommates had gone outside. The third friend had fallen asleep, while studying in her bed.When she heard this shattering sound ,she was in such a deep sleep and got up thinking it was a part of a bad dream.By Gods grace no glass pieces had fallen on her.God saved all of us.If the rocket had landed in one of our beds and mosquito nets it would have gone in flames.Had I been there ,rather than dying of burns, I would have died of a cardiac arrest.Also if my room mate had been awake she also would have got the same. I just thank God for making me take my books and go to the garden to study instead of sitting next to the window and also for protecting my roommates.I never had the habit of going out and he made do that the same day.There was lots of cleaning work to be done in our room and it grabbed our study time.But still we were able to do the University exams the next day. It was a weird incident and God protected us. Cricket World Cup 2003 News, Views and Match Reports. === This mail is generated from JOYnet, a Jesus Youth mailing list. For more info on the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet To unsubscribe from the list send a mail to [EMAIL PROTECTED] To subscribe to the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet/join In case of any issue related to the mailing list contact [EMAIL PROTECTED] ===
[JOYnet] Any JY fellowships in Chennai
Hi friends! Is there any Jesus Youth fellowships and meetings in Chennai. If so let me know at the earliest as I am undergoing extreme spiritual poverty. Regards Mary Call US for just Rs. 5. Get a phone card === This mail is generated from JOYnet, a Jesus Youth mailing list. For more info on the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet To unsubscribe from the list send a mail to [EMAIL PROTECTED] To subscribe to the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet/join In case of any issue related to the mailing list contact [EMAIL PROTECTED] ===
[JOYnet] The story behind the picture Praying Hands
Hi friends!I am sure many of us would have noticed the picture Praying Hands in any Christian Magazine or prayer books or in any sites. .The picture of two hands placed together in a Prayerful attitude.In fact,there is a touching story behind this painting. The Story Behind the Picture of the Praying Hands Back in the fifteenth century, in a tiny village near Nuremberg, lived a family with eighteen children. Eighteen! In order merely to keep food on the table for this mob, the father and head of the house hold, a goldsmith by profession, worked almost eighteen hours a day at his trade and any other paying chore he could find in the neighborhood. Despite their seemingly hopeless condition, two among the 18 children named -Albert and Albrecht had a dream. They both wanted to pursue their talent for art, but they knew full well that their father would never be financially able to send either of them to Nuremberg to study at the Academy. After many long discussions at night in their crowded bed, the two boys finally worked out a pact. They would toss a coin. The loser would go down into the nearby mines and, with his earnings, support his brother while he attended the academy. Then, when that brother who won the toss completed his studies, in four years, he would support the other brother at the academy, either with sales of his artwork or, if necessary, also by laboring in the mines. They tossed a coin on a Sunday morning after church. Albrecht Durer won the toss and went off to Nuremberg. Albert went down into the dangerous mines and, for the next four years, financed his brother, whose work at the academy was almost an immediate sensation. Albrecht's etchings, his woodcuts, and his oils were far better than those of most of his professors, and by the time he graduated, he was beginning to earn considerable fees for his commissioned works. When the young artist returned to his village, the Durer family held a festive dinner on their lawn to celebrate Albrecht's triumphant homecoming. After a long and memorable meal, punctuated with music and laughter, Albrecht rose from his honored position at the head of the table to drink a toast to his beloved brother for the years of sacrifice that had enabled Albrecht to fulfill his ambition. His closing words were, And now, Albert, blessed brother of mine, now it is your turn. Now you can go to Nuremberg to pursue your dream, and I will take care of you. All heads turned in eager expectation to the far end of the table where Albert sat, tears streaming down his pale face, shaking his lowered head from side to side while he sobbed and repeated, over and over, No ...no ...no ...no. Finally, Albert rose and wiped the tears from his cheeks. He glanced down the long table at the faces he loved, and then, holding his hands close to his right cheek, he said softly, No, brother. I cannot go to Nuremberg. It is too late for me. Look ... look what four years in the mines have done to my hands! The bones in every finger have been smashed at least once, and lately I have been suffering from arthritis so badly in my right hand that I cannot even hold a glass to return your toast, much less make delicate lines on parchment or canvas with a pen or a brush. No, brother ... for me it is too late. More than 450 years have passed. By now, Albrecht Durer's hundreds of masterful portraits, pen and silver-point sketches, watercolors, charcoals, woodcuts, and copper engravings hang in every great museum in the world, but the odds are great that you, like most people, are familiar with only one of Albrecht Durer's works. More than merely being familiar with it, you very well may have a reproduction hanging in your home or office. One day, to pay homage to Albert for all that he had sacrificed, Albrecht Durer painstakingly drew his brother's abused hands with palms together and thin fingers stretched skyward. He called his powerful drawing simply Hands, but the entire world almost immediately opened their hearts to his great masterpiece and renamed his tribute of love The Praying Hands. The next time you see a copy of that touching creation, take a second look. Let it be your reminder, if you still need one, that no one no one ever makes it alone! Fun on the mobile with ringtones, graphics, logos etc. === This mail is generated from JOYnet, a Jesus Youth mailing list. For more info on the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet To unsubscribe from the list send a mail to [EMAIL PROTECTED] To subscribe to the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet/join In case of any issue related to the mailing list contact [EMAIL PROTECTED] ===
[JOYnet] My junk room
My junk room A third knock sounded on the old worn door. I stumbled through the dark, tripping over things and making a lot of noise. Hold on I am coming. Just wait a second I shouted. I felt along the cold wall and finally found the door handle. Grasping it I flung open the door and found a man standing there. My eyes adjusted to the light from outside and I squinted to look him in the face. Cleaning service... he spoke Ah, yes, yes, good. I shook his hand. He looked around and saw the area that the light from outside revealed. He didn't smile or frown but simply looked at me and waited for instructions. I've tried everything, sir, everything I could think of but nothing worked. You are my last hope. I can't even get the lights to come on. I mumbled ah, well then that's where we start. The lights... He walked over to the wall, placed his hand on it, and walked twenty paces. Your lucky you called me, son. I am the only one who knows where the light is. he said as he flicked them on. The room was suddenly ablaze with light and now with everything in full view I realize just how messy this place was. I kicked a piece of junk and sighed. Well...? I asked him, expecting him to start working. What else? he asked. Well the lights are on but I want all this junk out of here He nodded and once again went to work. He started clearing away the pile of dusty junk that littered the floor. He threw out the things that had seemed important at one time but not anymore. He trashed all the things I knew needed to be thrown out but never ended up doing it. He cleaned up all the things that had seemed to have built up through the years. Then he came to me again. What about the locked metal box along the wall? What metal box? He led me to a large metal box locked many times. I instantly gave him permission to open the locks which he strangely had the keys for. The locks clicked and the door squeaked as he opened it. I saw what it contained and suddenly wanted it shut again. What is this? he asked. Well, technically that's junk but I like it and I think I want to keep it. I really like it. But it is junk and if you want this place truly clean its gotta be thrown out But I want to keep it He looked at me as if in waiting for a response. Fine I sighed, Take it He smiled and it was gone in a few seconds, box and all. With that he moved on and was finished with the whole building in a few hours. The metal shined and the floors glistened. The whole place looked great. When he was finished he once again came to me. Well I am done with that. is that all? Uh...I guess. was there something else you wanted to do? If you want I can do a few more extra things. Well ok. But don't take too long, I said. Instantly he was once again at work. He opened a small office and stuck a tape in the sound systems tape deck. Soft, flighty music floated through the air. He came in and out a few times carrying plants and other decorative items. He opened the windows and let the musty air filter out. He went to the back and opened long hidden cages and suddenly sparrows and butterflies were flying around the ceiling. The whole atmosphere was different. He came to me once again. Now that makes it much better. Yes, yes, I love it. I laughed One more thing... Yes? I was wondering if I could stay here. that way I could keep it clean and you wouldn't have to worry about it Stay here? I said amazed, Uh I don't think that is possible I like my privacy and I think I can keep it clean by myself from now on You said yourself that I was your last hope and if I remember correctly you couldn't even find the lights and without me all that junk will slowly find its way back in here. I thought for a moment and then gave in and said, Fine you can stay here and keep it clean. He smiled and nodded in thanks. He went into the office and started setting up a bed. I watched him for a moment in awe. Sir, I said, I never got your name... He turned and stared at me. A smile once again formed across his face and he seemed to choose his words carefully. I am known by many names and have cleaned many places, and I will show you where you can find them... he laughed, laying his hand on my shoulder. With a start I suddenly awoke. I must have fallen asleep. my Bible, long unread, sat in my lap. I looked down and found the pages had flipped to Revelations. In amazement I read 3:20. Then deep in a dark junk filled room in my heart I heard someone knocking on its door. I knew who that man in my dream was. He was Jesus and he was longing to come in and clean my junk filled room. So right there in the middle of the room I bowed my head and asked Him to be my cleaner. My Soul Cleaner Cricket World Cup 2003 News, Views and Match Reports. === This mail is generated from JOYnet, a Jesus Youth mailing list. For more info on the
[JOYnet] Are you God's wife?
It's a cold day in December...New York City. A little boy about 10-years-old was standing before a shoe store on Broadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering with cold. A lady approached the boy and said, My little fellow, why are you looking so earnestly in that window? I was asking God to give me a pair of shoes, was the boys reply. The lady took him by the hand and went into the store, and asked the clerk to get a half dozen pairs of socks for the boy. She then asked if he could give her a basin of water and a towel. He quickly brought them to her. She took the little fellow to the back part of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, washed his little feet, and dried them with a towel. By this time the clerk had returned with the socks. Placing a pair upon the boy's feet, she then purchased him a pair of shoes, and tying up the remaining pairs of socks, gave them to him. She patted him on the head and said, No doubt, my little fellow, you feel more comfortable now? As she turned to go, the astonished lad caught her by the hand, and looking up in her face, with tears in his eyes, answered the question with these words: Are you God's wife? Author Unknown Cricket the new MSN 8 and get 2 months FREE* === This mail is generated from JOYnet, a Jesus Youth mailing list. For more info on the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet To unsubscribe from the list send a mail to [EMAIL PROTECTED] To subscribe to the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet/join In case of any issue related to the mailing list contact [EMAIL PROTECTED] ===
[JOYnet] The ant and the contactlens
A true story by Josh and Karen Zarandona Submitted by: Aaron Cardenas 9 September 2000. THE ANT AND THE CONTACT LENS Brenda was a young woman who was invited to go rock climbing. Although she was scared to death, she went with her group to a tremendous granite cliff. In spite of her fear, she put on the gear, took a hold on the rope, and started up the face of that rock. Well, she got to a ledge where she could take a breather. As she was hanging on there, the safety rope snapped against Brenda's eye and knocked out her contact lens. Here she is on a rock ledge, with hundreds of feet below her and hundreds of feet above her. Of course, she looked and looked and looked, hoping it had landed on the ledge, but it just wasn't there. So here she was, far from home, her sight now blurry. She was desperate and began to get upset, so she prayed to the Lord to help her to find it. When she got to the top, a friend examined her eye and her clothing for the lens, but there was no contact lens to be found. She sat down, despondent, with the rest of the party, waiting for the rest of them to make it up the face of the cliff. She looked out across range after range of mountains, thinking of that Bible verse that says, The eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth. She thought, Lord, You can see all these mountains. You know every stone and leaf, and You know exactly where my contact lens is. Please help me. Finally, they walked down the trail to the bottom. At the bottom there was a new party climbers just starting up the face of the cliff. One of them shouted out, Hey, you guys! Anybody lose a contact lens? Well, that would be startling enough, but you know why the climber saw it? An ant was moving slowly cross the face of the rock, carrying it! Brenda told me that her father is a cartoonist. When she told him the incredible story of the ant, the prayer, and the contact lens, he drew a picture of an ant lugging that contact lens with the words, Lord, I don't know why You want me to carry this thing. I can't eat it, and it's awfully heavy. But if this is what You want me to do, I'll carry it for You. At the risk of being accused of being fatalistic, I think it would probably do some of us good to occasionally say, God, I don't know why you want me to carry this load. I can see no good in it and it's awfully heavy. But, if you want me to carry it, I will. Cricket http://server1.msn.co.in/msnspecials/worldcup03/ News, Views and Match Reports. === This mail is generated from JOYnet, a Jesus Youth mailing list. For more info on the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet To unsubscribe from the list send a mail to [EMAIL PROTECTED] To subscribe to the list visit http://www.jesusyouth.org/joynet/join In case of any issue related to the mailing list contact [EMAIL PROTECTED] ===
[JOYnet] simple things that matter
This is a simple and nice article which i got from a site.The authors name is not mentioned there. This is about the little things which we generally do, which may have a great impact on others which we maybe unaware of. Mostly people watch us more in the ordinary things we do than the great things.Rather than our words ,our actions ,our behaviour speaks louder.One simple act can truly change the course of humanity. So let us ask our loving heavenly father to help us set good examples even in our simple actions ..A smile on ur face , a helping hand , a few words of appreciation can change many lives. You're Making a Lasting Impression One of the earliest memories I have of my father is from one of the family vacations we took together. I was about 7 years old at the time, and we were driving somewhere. My brother and I were in the back of the car, with my mom and dad in the front. It was mid-afternoon on a hot summer day when my dad saw an ice cream truck and pulled over. As my father got out of the car, he saw a group of five young boys sitting on the curb near the truck. Four of the five boys were eating ice cream. I watched as my dad went over to the boy without the ice cream and said to him, Would you like some ice cream? I'll buy one for you. The boy politely told my father that he didn't want any. Sure, it was a nice gesture on the part of my dad. But it wasn't a big deal, right? Well... actually, it was. My father's act of kindness toward a complete stranger was imprinted on my mind that day. And I believe that my own conduct has been significantly shaped by that event. My dad made a lasting impression on me in another way as well. You see, social or economic status meant very little to my father. He didn't gravitate to those with fancy titles. He seemed just as interested in speaking to waiters and the people who wept the floors. He respected everyone and looked down on nobody. And again, my dad's conduct helped to influence the way that I deal with people to this day. Here are a few things to consider if you want to make a lasting impression and be a good influence on others: 1. Recognize the paradox. We don't usually make a lasting impression when we're trying to do so. Rather, it happens when we're just living our lives and doing what may seem like ordinary, everyday things. Sure, there are some who make an enduring impact through great achievement or by being a celebrity. But lasting impressions are not reserved for famous people like Oprah Winfrey or Michael Jordan. They're available to you and me - every day, every moment.As I look back, I can't remember a time when my dad sat down with me and said, Here's how you should treat people. I simply observed how he lived his life. So, too, people are watching your life, whether you realize it or not. This is true in all the life roles you play - be it parent, child, employee, business owner, etc. Too often, we live our lives on automatic pilot, that is, we do things out of habit without realizing the effect our actions might have on others. In many of these instances, our behavior does not match what we declare to be our values. (For instance, you may think that you are open- minded and then catch yourself being intolerant of someone with different viewpoints.) Starting today, right now, realize that every interaction you have is precious. As author Dan Millman often says, there are no ordinary moments. With this in mind, you can consciously choose, for example, to be honest, kind and to give your best efforts at all times. So, the next time you're about to do something, ask yourself: What action would I take right now if I knew my behavior would have a lasting effect on someone? This isn't about being perfect. There will always be times when we behave in ways that we're not proud of. Yet, as you realize the impact of your day-to-day conduct, you'll find yourself making different choices. 3. It's hard to fathom the consequences of the lasting impressions we make. When my father asked that young boy whether he wanted some ice cream, he was affecting me - as well as everyone who would eventually come into contact with me - forever! Isn't that incredible? Yet, it's not an exaggeration. My dad's act helped to shape my character, which in turn affects the way that I have dealt with people in the 40 years since that event. Furthermore, the people who I have met may have been affected and have passed along those values to others they have met. It's an endless cycle. Thus, there are no small acts in this world. One simple act can truly change the course of humanity. In the end, you're going to make many lasting impressions, whether you want to or not. It's up to you whether the messages you send are positive or negative. As you go through your day today, give a little extra consideration to how you speak and how you act. You just may be making an impression that will endure for generations. love
