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RECIPROCATE PLEASEGod determines who walks into your life....it's up to you todecide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse tolet go.I need this back. If you'll do this for me, I'll do it for you....When there is nothing left but God, that is when you find outthat God is all you need.Take 60 seconds and give this a shot! All you do is simply saythe following small prayer for the person who sent you this.Father, God bless all my friends in whatever it is that you knowthey may be needing this day! And may their life be full of yourpeace, prosperity and power as he/she seeks to have a closer relationship with you.Amen.Then send it on to five other people, including the one who sentit to you. Within hours you caused a multitude of people to prayfor other people. Then sit back and watch the power of God work inyour life.P. S. Five is good, but more is better

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NOTICE AT THE END, THE DATE THE CANDLE WAS STARTED. GONNA GIVE YOU GOOSE BUMPS.I am not going to be the one who lets it die. I found it believable -- angels have walked beside me all my life--and they still do.********************* This is to all of you who mean something to me, I pray for your happiness. The Candle Of Love, Hope & Friendship () --- --- --- --- --- --- --- This candle was lit on the15th of September, 1998.Someone who loves you has helped keep it alive by sending it to you.Don't let The Candle of Love, Hope and Friendship die! Pass It OnTo allOf Your Friends and Everyone You Love. Please keep this candle alive. Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend.

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Sandra felt as low as the heels of her shoes as she pushed against a November gust and the florist shop door.
Her life had been easy, like a spring breeze. Then in the fourth month of her second pregnancy, a minor automobile accident stole that from her.
During this Thanksgiving week she would have delivered a son. She grieved over her loss. As if that weren't enough, her husband's company threatened a transfer. Then her sister, whose holiday visit she coveted, called saying she could not come for the holiday.
Then Sandra's friend infuriated her by suggesting her grief was a God-given path to maturity that would allow her to empathize with others who suffer. She has no idea what I'm feeling, thought Sandra with a shudder.
Thanksgiving? Thankful for what? She wondered. For a careless driver whose truck was hardly scratched when he rear-ended her? For an airbag that saved her life but took that of her child?
"Good afternoon, can I help you?" The shop clerk's approach startled her.
"I....I need an arrangement," stammered Sandra.
"For Thanksgiving? Do you want beautiful but ordinary, or would you like to challenge the day with a customer favorite I call the Thanksgiving "Special?" asked the shop clerk. "I'm convinced that flowers tell stories," she continued. "Are you looking for something that conveys 'gratitude' this thanksgiving?"
"Not exactly!" Sandra blurted out. "In the last five months, everything that could go wrong has gone wrong."
Sandra regretted her outburst, and was surprised when the shop clerk said, "I have the perfect arrangement for you."
Just then the shop door's small bell rang, and the shop clerk said, "Hi, Barbara...let me get your order." She politely excused herself and walked toward a small workroom, then quickly reappeared, carrying an arrangement of greenery, bows, and long-stemmed thorny roses. Except the ends of the rose stems were neatly snipped: there were no flowers.
"Want this in a box?" asked the clerk.
Sandra watched for the customer's response. Was this a joke? Who would want rose stems with no flowers! She waited for laughter, but neither woman laughed.
"Yes, please," Barbara, replied with an appreciative smile. "You'd think after three years of getting the special, I wouldn't be so moved by its significance, but I can feel it right here, all over again," she said as she gently tapped her chest. And she left with her order.
"Uh," stammered Sandra, "that lady just left with, uh....she just left with no flowers!
"Right, said the clerk, "I cut off the flowers. That's the Special. I call it the Thanksgiving Thorns Bouquet."
"Oh, come on, you can't tell me someone is willing to pay for that!" exclaimed Sandra.
"Barbara came into the shop three years ago feeling much like you feel today," explained the clerk. "She thought she had very little to be thankful for. She had lost her father to cancer, the family business was failing, her son was into drugs, and she was facing major surgery."
"That same year I had lost my husband," continued the clerk, "and for the first time in my life, had just spent the holidays alone. I had no children, no husband, no family nearby, and too great a debt to allow any travel."
"So what did you do?" asked Sandra.
"I learned to be thankful for thorns," answered the clerk quietly. "I've always thanked God for the good things in my life and never questioned the good things that happened to me, but when bad stuff hit, did I ever ask questions! It took time for me to learn that dark times are important. I have always enjoyed the 'flowers' of life, but it took thorns to show me the beauty of God's comfort. You know, the Bible says that God comforts us when we're afflicted, and from His consolation we learn to comfort others."
Sandra sucked in her breath as she thought about the very thing her friend had tried to tell her. "I guess the truth is I don't want comfort. I've lost a baby and I'm angry with God."
Just then someone else walked in the shop. "Hey, Phil!" shouted the clerk to the balding, rotund man.
"My wife sent me in to get our usual Thanksgiving Special....12 thorny, long-stemmed stems!" laughed Phil as the clerk handed him a tissue-wrapped arrangement from the refrigerator.
"Those are for your wife?" asked Sandra incredulously. "Do you mind me asking why she wants something that looks like that?"
"No...I'm glad you asked," Phil replied. "Four years ago my wife and I nearly divorced. After forty years, we were in a real mess, but with the Lord's grace and guidance, we slogged through problem after problem. He rescued our marriage. Jenny here (the clerk) told me she kept a vase of rose stems to remind her of what she learned from "thorny" times, and that was good enough for me. I took home some of those stems. My wife and I decided to label each one for a specific "problem" and give thanks for what that problem taught us."
As Phil paid the clerk, he said to Sandra, "I highly recommend the Special!"
"I don't know if I can be thankful for the thorns in my life." Sandra said. "It's all too...fresh."
"Well," the clerk replied carefully, "my experience has shown me that thorns make roses more precious. We treasure God's providential care more during trouble than at any other time. Remember, it was a crown of thorns that Jesus wore so we might know His love. Don't resent the thorns."
Tears rolled down Sandra's cheeks. For the first time since the accident, she loosened her grip on resentment. "I'll take those twelve long-stemmed thorns, please," she managed to choke out.
"I hoped you would," said the clerk gently. "I'll have them ready in a minute."
"Thank you. What do I owe you?"
"Nothing. Nothing but a promise to allow God to heal your heart. The first year's arrangement is always on me." The clerk smiled and handed a card to Sandra. "I'll attach this card to your arrangement, but maybe you would like to read it first."
It read: "My God, I have never thanked You for my thorns. I have thanked You a thousand times for my roses, but never once for my thorns. Teach me the glory of the cross I bear; teach me the value of my thorns. Show me that I have climbed closer to You along the path of pain. Show me that, through my tears, the colors of Your rainbow look much more brilliant." Praise Him for your roses; thank him for your thorns!
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To all you mothers.>>>> For those who are lucky to be blessed with your Mom this is beautiful. >> For those who aren't, this is even more beautiful.>>>> The young mother set her foot on the path of life. "Is this the long >> way?" she asked. And the guide said "Yes, and the way is hard. And you >> will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end will be better >> than the beginning.">>>> But the young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything >> could be better than these years. So she played with her children, she >> fed them and bathed them, and taught them how to tie their shoes and ride >> a bike and reminded them to feed the dog, and to do their homework and >> brush their teeth. The sun shone on them and the young mother cried, >> nothing will ever be lovelier than this. Then the nights came, and the >> storms, and the path was sometimes dark, and the children shook with fear >> and cold, and the mother drew them close and covered them with her arms, >> and the children said, "Mother we are not afraid, for you are near, and >> no harm can come." And the morning came and their was a hill ahead and >> the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at >> all times she said to her children, "A little patience and we are there". >> So the children climbed, and as they climbed they learned to weather the >> storms. And with this, she gave them strength to face the world. Year >> after year, she showed them compassion, understanding, hope, but most of >> all, unconditional love. And when they reached the top they said, >> "Mother we would never have done it without you". The days went on and >> the weeks and the months and the years, and the mother grew old and she >> became little and bent. But her children were tall and strong, and >> walked with courage. And the mother, when she lay down at night, looked >> up at the stars and said, " this is a better day than the last, for my >> children have learned so much and are now passing these traits on to >> their children" and when the way became rough for her they lifted her and >> gave her their strength just as she had given them hers. One day they >> came to a hill, and beyond the hill, they could see a shining road and >> golden gates flung wide. And mother said, "I have reached the end of my >> journey and now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my >> children can walk with dignity and pride, with their heads held high, and >> so can their kids after them" And the children said, "You will always >> walk with us mother even when you have gone through the gates" And they >> stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates closed after >> her. And they said, "we cannot see her but she is with us still, a >> mother like ours is more than a memory, she is a living presence." Your >> mother is always with you she's the whisper of the leaves as you walk >> down the street, she's the smell of certain food you remember, flowers >> you picked and the perfume that she wore, she's the cool hand on your >> brow when your not feeling well, she's your breath in the air on a cold >> winters day. She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, the >> color of a rainbow, she is christmas morning. Your mother lives inside >> your laughter, she is crystallized in every tear drop. A mother shows >> every emotion, happiness, sadness, fear, jealousy, love, hate, anger, >> helplessness, excitement, joy, sorrow, and all the while, hoping and >> praying you will only know the good feelings in life. She's the place >> you come from, your first home, she's the map you follow with every step >> you take. She's your first love, your first friend, even your first >> enemy, but nothing on earth can separate you. Not time, nor space, nor >> even death!>>>>>>>>

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WHEN CHRIST COMES - - -by Max LucadoYou are in your car driving home. Thoughts wander to the game you want to see or meal you want to eat, whensuddenly a sound unlike any you've ever heard fillsthe air.The sound is high above you.A trumpet?A choir?A choir of trumpets?You don't know, but you want to know.So you pull over, get out of your car, and look up. Asyou do, you see you aren't the only curious one. Theroadside has become a parking lot. Car doors are open,and people are staring at the sky. Shoppers are racingout of the grocery store.The Little League baseball game across the street hascome to a halt. Players and parents are searching theclouds. And what they see, and what you see, has neverbefore been seen.As if the sky were a curtain, the drapes of theatmosphere part. A brilliant light spills onto theearth. There are no shadows. None. From whence camethe light begins to tumble a river of color spikingcrystals of every hue ever seen and a million morenever seen. Riding on the flow is an endless fleet ofangels. They pass through the curtains one myriad at atime, until they occupy every square inch of the sky.North.South.East.West.Thousands of silvery wings rise and fall in unison,and over the sound of the trumpets, you can hear thecherubim and seraphim chanting, Holy, holy, holy.The final flank of angels is followed by twenty-foursilver-bearded elders and a multitude of souls whojoin the angels in worship.Presently the movement stops and the trumpets aresilent, leaving only the triumphant triplet: Holy,holy, holy. Between each word is a pause. With eachword, a profound reverence. You hear your voice joinin the chorus. You don't know why you say the words,but you know you must.Suddenly, the heavens are quiet. All is quiet.The angels turn, you turn, the entire world turns andthere He is.Jesus.Through waves of light you see the silhouetted figureof Christ the King.He is atop a great stallion, and the stallion is atopa billowing cloud.He opens his mouth, and you are surrounded by hisdeclaration:I am the Alpha and the Omega.The angels bow their heads.The elders remove their crowns.And before you is a Figure so consuming that you know,instantly you know:Nothing else matters.Forget stock markets and school reports.Sales meetings and football games.Nothing is newsworthy..All that mattered, matters no more....for Christ has come. .This morning when the Lord opened a window to Heaven, he saw me, and heasked:My child, what is your greatest wish for today?I responded:"Lord please; take care of the person who is reading this message, theirfamily and their special friends.They deserve it and I love them verymuch"The love of God is like the ocean, you can see its beginnings but Notitsend.ANGELS EXIST, but sometimes, since they don't all have wings we callthemFRIENDS, SUCH AS YOU.

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: A reason, a season, a lifetime...Thank you]>>Date: Thu, 19 Oct 2006 15:26:44 -0400>>>>>>>>>>I send this to you because it really helped me to understand the different>>relationships that I have with each of my friends, whether it is a new>>relationship or an old one. You are my friend in one of these lights or>>another and I thank you...love ya'll, Suz>>PEOPLE COME INTO YOUR LIFE FOR A REASON>>>>>>>>I am sending this to you to see how many actually read their>>e-mail. Your response will be interesting. Pay attention to what you>>read. After you have finished reading it, you will know the reason it>>was sent to you. Here goes:>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>People come into your life for a reason, a season or a>>lifetime. When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for>>that person. When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to>>meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a>>difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you>>physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and>>they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then,>>without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this>>person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.>>Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. S ometimes they act up and>>force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has>>been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent>>up has been answered and now it is time to move on.>>>>>>Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn>>has come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace>>or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done.>>They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is>>real. But only for a season.>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you>>must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job>>is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned>>to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said>>that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Thank you for being a part of my life,>>whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime.>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Send this to every friend that you have on-line,>>including the person who sent it to you.>>>>0 Replies - you may need to work on your "people skills">>2 Replies - you are nice but probably need to be more outgoing>>4 Replies - you have picked your friends well>>6 Replies - you are downright popular>>8 Replies or More - you are totally awesome>>(and that's probably why you're on MY list)>>>>I wonder what mine will be.>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>--------------------------------->> All-new Yahoo! Mail - Fire up a more powerful email and get things done>>faster.>> _________________________________________________________________> All-in-one security and maintenance for your PC. Get a free 90-day trial!> http://clk.atdmt.com/MSN/go/msnnkwlo0050000002msn/direct/01/?href=http://www.windowsonecare.com/?sc_cid=msn_hotmail>

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MountainWings A MountainWings Moment> #2105 Wings Over The Mountains of Life> -------------------------------------------------> > Eyes From Above> ================> > I walked into the store as I had done countless times before.> > There was nothing unusual about the night, just a routine stroll> down the aisles of commerce. My five and two-year-old sons were> with me.> > It was a huge store. You would know the name of the chain,> but the name doesn't matter.> > Bright lights, wide aisles, and full shelves made for an awesome> store. My sons naturally were interested in the toy section,> so there we strolled.> > The modern stores don't have many helpers like the old days.> I used to work in a drug store. My job was to price> merchandise, stock the shelves, sweep the floor, ring the cash> register, and watch customers.> > I didn't watch customers for fun. Customers would steal in the> old days. My job included helping customers find what they> wanted but keeping a watchful eye to make sure they paid for> what they found.> > Those old days came to mind as I wandered or rather was towed by> anxious kids down the huge aisles.> > How in the world do they keep people from stealing them blind?> There were no clerks or assistants watching us. What was to> prevent us from pocketing any number of tempting items?> > I looked around, not for the purpose of stealing anything, but> of scientific curiosity.> > How did they keep people from stealing?> > I knew the nature of people had not improved since I was a> clerk. People stole then and they steal now.> > This was an extremely successful chain. Surely they couldn't be> this trusting. Surely they couldn't be this benevolent that> they would simply allow people to have whatever they felt like> not paying for.> > Surely not.> > I am a scientist. I think. I analyze. I wonder. I seek> answers. I am a businessman. No people watching, plenty of> merchandise, a certain percentage of people who would take> advantage of inattention, successful chain stores, it didn't> fit. How could they trust so?> > They didn't. That much I knew. I know the commercial mind.> They couldn't and didn't trust people that much.> > So why was no one watching?> > I knew that couldn't be either.> > Maybe they were watching.> > If so, then how were they watching?> > I knew if they were watching it would have to be though video> cameras. I knew where they would need to be positioned.> > I looked up.> > Whoa!> > As many times as I had been in that store and similar stores of> the chain, I had never thought to look up. I walked beneath> totally unaware and unconcerned about the eyes above.> > As I looked up, I saw rows and rows of surveillance cameras.> > Somewhere between 100 and 200 cameras looked down as I surveyed> the roof of the huge store.> > If you didn't know already, you wouldn't know they were cameras> but I knew. Surveillance cameras are usually mounted behind> blue colored domes. You can't see in, but the camera can see> out. It can point in any direction, and you don't know if and> where it is looking.> > It can swivel, tilt, pan, and zoom. They can follow your every> move. They can zoom out to view the whole aisle or zoom in on a> pimple. Hundreds of them, and I never knew or guessed because I> never thought about it.> > It was a MountainWings Moment.> > Eyes from above that watched every move of those below.> > So many walk without realizing every move is observed and> recorded.> > Eyes from above.> > I walked differently once I saw the cameras. I had no intention> of ever doing anything wrong, with or without cameras; I just> walked differently knowing that someone could be watching every> single move that I made.> > It shouldn't have made a difference.> > But it did.> > We often go through life as if no one sees.> > As if no eyes from above are watching.> > Suppose we realized that?> > Every frown, every harsh word, every wrong deed, every good or> bad twitch of our minds and muscles...> > Recorded.> > Eyes from above.> > Encased in a blue canopy.> > It makes you walk differently once you realize that.> > It really does.> > > ~A MountainWings Original~> > > Send issue 2105 to a friend click http://www.ztaf.com/mw.htm> or simply click FORWARD on your email program> > Thank you for inviting MountainWings in your mailbox.> See you tomorrow.>