The child asked God, “They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow,
but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?”
God assured the child,”Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you.”
The child further inquired, “But tell me, here in heaven I don’t have to
do anything but sing and smile to be happy.”
God said, “Your angel will sing for you and will also
smile for you. And you will feel your angel’s love and be very happy.”
Again the child asked, “And how am I going to be able to understand when
people talk to me if I don’t know the language?”
God said, “Your angel will tell you the most beautiful
and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much
patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak.”
“And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?”
God said, “Your angel will place your hands together
and will teach you how to pray.”
“Who will protect me?”
God said, “Your angel will defend you even if it means risking it’s life.”
“But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore.”
God said, “Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way to come back to me, even though I will always be next to you.”
At that moment there was much peace in heaven, but voices from Earth
could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, “God,
if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel’s name.”
You will simply call her “Mom.”
Lift a mother’s spirit, send this to every mother you know.
By the time the Lord made women, he was into
his sixth day of working overtime. An Angel
appeared and said, “Why are you spending so
much time on this one?”.
And the Lord answered and said, “Have you seen
the spec sheet on her? She has to be completely
washable, but not plastic, have 200 movable
parts, all replaceable, run on black coffee and
leftovers, have a lap that can hold three children
at one time , have a kiss that can cure anything
from a scraped knee to a broken heart, and have
six pairs of hands.”
The Angel was astounded at the requirements
for this one. “Six pairs of hands! No Way!”, “And
that’s just on the standard model?” the Angel
The Angel tried to stop the Lord. “This is too
much work for one day. Wait until tomorrow
But I can’t!”, the Lord protested, “I am so close
to finishing this creation that is so close to my
own heart. She already heals herself when
she is sick AND can work 18 hr days.
The Angel moved closer and touched the woman,
“but you have made her so soft, Lord.”
“She is soft”, the Lord greed, “but I have also made
Her tough. You have no idea what she can endure
“Will she be able to think?”, asked the Angel.
The Lord replied, “Not only will she be able to think,
she will be able to reason, and negotiate.”
The Angel then noticed something and reached out
and touched the woman’s cheek.
“Oops, it looks like you have a leak with this model.
I told you that you were trying to put too much into
“That’s not a leak,” the Lord objected, “that’s a
“What’s the tear for?” the Angel asked.
The Lord said, “The tear is her way of expressing
her joy, her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment,
her loneliness, her grief, and her pride.”
The Angel was impressed. “You are a genius, Lord.
You thought of everything, for women are truly
Women have strengths that amaze men.
They carry hardships, they carry burdens
but they hold happiness,love and joy.
They smile when they want to scream.
They sing when they want to cry.
They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous.
They fight for what they believe in.
They stand up for injustice.
They don’t take “no” for an answer when
they believe there is a better solution.
They go without so their family can have.
They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.
They love unconditionally.
They cry when their children excel and cheer when their
friends get awards.
They are happy when they hear about a birth or a new marriage.
Their hearts break when a friend dies.
They have sorrow at the loss of a family member, yet
They are strong when they think there is no strength left.
They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.
Women come in all sizes, in all colors and shapes.
They’ll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show
how much they care about you.
The heart of a woman is what makes the world spin!
They bring joy and hope. They give compassion and
They give moral support to their family and friends.
Women have allot to say and a lot to give.
Pass this along to your women friends to remind
them how amazing they are…
You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again.
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things
were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and
wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as
one problem was solved a new one arose.
Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water.
In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and the
last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without
saying a word. In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners.
She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the
eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a mug.
Turning to her daughter, she asked, “Tell me, what do you see?”
“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” the daughter replied.
She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and
noted that they were soft. She then asked her to take an egg and break
it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled
egg. Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she
tasted its rich aroma.
The daughter then asked, “What’s the point, mother?”
Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same
adversity-boiling water-but each reacted differently. The carrot went in
strong, hard and unrelenting. However after being subjected to the boiling
water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin
outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through
the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans
were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water they had
changed the water.
“Which are you?” she asked her daughter. “When adversity knocks on your
door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?”
Think of this: Which am I?
Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, do I wilt
and become soft and lose my strength?
Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the
heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial
hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my
shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff
spirit and a hardened heart?
Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the
very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it
releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things
are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.
When the hours are the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate
to another level?
How do you handle Adversity?
ARE YOU A CARROT, AN EGG, OR A COFFEE BEAN?
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.”
I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.
My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, “Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.” He looked at me and said, “Hey thanks!” There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now.
I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.
Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, “Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!” He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
I was so glad it wasn’t me having to get up there and speak. Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous.
Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, “Hey, big guy, you’ll be great!” He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. “Thanks,” he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. “Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach…but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.”
I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn’t have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
“Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.”
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it’s depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person’s life. For better or for worse.
God puts us all in each other’s lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.
You now have two choices, you can: 1) Pass this on to your friends or 2) Act like it didn’t touch your heart.
As you can see, I took choice number 1. “Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.
” There is no beginning or end. Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is mystery. Today is a gift.
It’s National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND. If it comes back to you, then you’ll know you have a circle of friends.