Camille

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Why did you make me black?<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Why did you make someone the world would hold back?<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <bR> <div> Black is the color of dirty clothes,<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#FFCC33" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> of grimy hands and feet...<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#FFCC33" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Black is the color of darkness,<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#99CC66" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> of tired beaten streets...<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#99CC66" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <bR> <div> Why did you give me thick lips,<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> a broad nose and kinky hair?<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Why did you create someone<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> who receives the hated stare?<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <bR> <div> Black is the color of the bruised eye<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#FFCC33" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> when someone gets hurt...<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#FFCC33" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Black is the color of darkness,<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#669999" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> black is the color of dirt.</div> <bR> <div> Why is my bone structure so thick,<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> my hips and cheeks so high?<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Why are my eyes brown,<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> and not the color of the sky?<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Why do people think I'm useless?<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> How come I feel so used?<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Why do people see my skin and think I should be abused?<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Lord, I just don't understand...<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> What is it about my skin?<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Why is it some people want to hate me, and not know the person within?</div> <bR> <div> Black is what people are "Labeled", when others want to keep them away...<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#9999FF" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Black is the color of shadows cast...<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#9999FF" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Black is the end of the day.<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#9999FF" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <IMG SRC="10be19e0.jpg" border=0 width="225" height="158" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <bR> <div> Lord you know my own people mistreat me, and you know this just ain't right...<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> They don't like my hair, my skin as they say<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Im too dark or too light!<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Lord, don't you think it's time to make a change?<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Why don't you redo creation and make everyone the same?<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <I><B>Somewhere.</B></I><I>.</I></div> <div> <IMG SRC="10ae1930.jpg" border=0 width="225" height="147" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> <B>God's Reply:</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <bR> <div> Why did I make you black? Why did I make you black?<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> I made you in the color of coal from which beautiful diamonds are formed...</div> <bR> <div> I made you in the color of oil, the black gold which keeps people warm.<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#CC9900" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <bR> <div> Your color is the same as the rich dark soil that grows the food you<U> </U>need...<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#FFCC66" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <bR> <div> Your color is the same as the black stallion and panther, Oh what majestic creatures indeed!<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#CCFFCC" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> All colors of the heavenly rainbow can be found throughout every nation...<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#CCFFCC" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="2fe58010.gif" border=0 width="600" height="1" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="2fe58010.gif" border=0 width="600" height="1" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <bR> <div> When all these colors are blended, you become my greatest </div> <div> creation! </div> <div> Your hair is the texture of lamb's wool, such a beautiful creature is he...<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#CC9900" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> I am the shepherd who watches them, I will ALWAYS watch over thee!<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#CCFF00" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <IMG SRC="10cafdc0.jpg" border=0 width="175" height="220" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">  <IMG SRC="10de18f0.jpg" border=0 width="225" height="143" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">    <IMG SRC="10ebc900.jpg" border=0 width="188" height="144" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <bR> <div> You are the color of the midnight sky,<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> I put star glitter in your eyes...<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <bR> <div> There's a beautiful smile hidden behind your pain...<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#BFBF00" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> That's why your cheeks are so high!<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#BFBF00" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> You are the color of dark clouds from the hurricanes I create in September...<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#999933" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> I made your lips so full and thick, so when you kiss...they will remember!<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#CCFF99" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Your stature is strong, your bone structure thick to withstand the burden of time...<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#CCFF99" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div>  </div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="10fa37a0.jpg" border=0 width="163" height="122" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">             <IMG SRC="110a0c70.jpg" border=0 width="160" height="199" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">       <IMG SRC="111dd860.png" border=0 width="221" height="134" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> The reflection you see in the mirror, that image that looks back, that is MINE!</div> <div> So get off your knees,<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> look in the mirror and tell me what you see?<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> I didn't make you in the image of darkness...<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> I made you in the image of ME!</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="112e1a90.jpg" border=0 width="225" height="169" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">     <IMG SRC="113aee10.jpg" border=0 width="174" height="225" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <bR> <div> <I>"Fools think they need no advice, but the wise listen to others." -Proverbs 12:15</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <bR> <div> <I>~Peace !~</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> _______________________________________________________________<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <bR> <div> <I>~An Inspiration~ </I></div> <div> <I>The Box : A Child’s Story</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <B>The story goes that some time ago a man punished his 5-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became even more upset when the child pasted the gold paper so as to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy." The father was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found the box was empty. He spoke to her in a harsh manner, "Don't you know, young lady, when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something inside the package?" </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty. I blew kisses into it until it was full." The father was crushed. He fell on his knees and put his arms around his little girl, and he begged her to forgive him for his unnecessary anger. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>An accident took the life of the child only a short time later and it is told that the father kept that gold box by his bed for all the years of his life. And whenever he was discouraged or faced difficult problems he would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>In a very real sense, each of us as human beings have been given A golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family, friends and God. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold. </B></div> <div> <B>Friends are like angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly. </B></div> <div> <B>I know who my friends are................</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Footlight MT Light" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <div> <B>I believe in Angels too............</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Footlight MT Light" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <div> <I>_________________________________________________________________________</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>A fool say in his Heart, There's no God..</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>"You just have to stop, and smell the roses"</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <bR> <div> <I><B>This page was inspired by Camille..... A Beautiful Sistah~</B></I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I><B>And to my Beautiful Black Sistah JAmerican Woman</B></I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>________________________________________________________</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I><B>GOD is Awesome!!!</B></I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#FFCC33" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>From Camille</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I><B>~</B></I><I>Your Hut is Burning~</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I><B>The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him, and every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming. Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect him from the</B></I><B> </B><I><B>elements, and to store his few possessions.</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>But then one day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, the smoke rolling up to the sky. The worst had happened; everything was lost. He was stunned with grief and anger.</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>"God, how could you do this to me!" he cried. Early the next day, however, he was awakened by the sound of a ship that was approaching the island.</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>It had come to rescue him. "How did you know I was here?" asked the weary man of his rescuers. "We saw your smoke signal," they replied.</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>It is easy to get discouraged when things are going bad. But we shouldn't lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of pain and suffering. Remember, next time your little hut is burning to the ground-- it just may be a smoke signal that summons the grace of God.</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>For all the negative things we have to say to ourselves, God has a positive answer for it.</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>You say: "It's impossible"</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>God says: All things are possible (Luke 18:27)</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>You say: "I'm too tired"</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>God says: I will give you rest ( Matt 11:28-20)</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>You say: "Nobody really loves me"</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>God says: I love you (John 3:16 & John 13:34)</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>You say: "I can't go on"</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>God says: My grace is sufficient (II Cor.12:9 & Psalm 91:15)</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>You say: "I can't figure things out"</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>God says: I will direct your steps (Prov 3:5-6)</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>You say: "I can't do it"</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>God says: You can do all things (Phil 4:13)</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>You say: "I'm not able"</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>God says: I am able (II Cor.9:8)</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>You say: "It's not worth it"</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>God says: It will be worth it (Romans 8:28)</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>You say: "I can't forgive myself"</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>God says: I forgive you (I John 1:9 & Romans 8:1)</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>You say: "I can't manage.</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>God says: I will supply all your needs (Phil 4:19)</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>You say: "I'm afraid"</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>God says: I have not given you a spirit of fear (II Tim. 1:7)</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>You say: "I'm worried and frustrated"</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>God says: Cast all your cares on ME (I Peter 5:7)</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>You say: "I don't have enough faith"</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>God says: I've given everyone a measure of faith (Romans 12:3)</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>You say: "I'm not smart enough"</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>God says: I give you wisdom (I Cor 1:30)</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>You say: "I feel all alone"</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>God says: I will never leave you or forsake you (Heb. 13:5)</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I><B>May this inspiration be the answer to someone's prayer today~ </B></I></div> <div> <I><B>There are some weeks that we all feel our huts are burning.</B></I><B> </B></div> <div> <I>_________________________________________</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#FFCC33" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>I don't think I know 10 people who would admit they love Jesus. </I></div> <div> <I><B>Do You Love Him? </B></I></div> <bR> <div> <I>THE POEM</I> </div> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <I>I</I><I> knelt to pray but not for long, </I></div> <div> <I>I had too much to do. </I></div> <div> <I>I had to hurry and get to work </I></div> <div> <I>For bills would soon be due. </I></div> <div> <I>So I knelt and said a hurried prayer, </I></div> <div> <I>And jumped up off my knees. </I></div> <div> <I>My Christian duty was now done </I></div> <div> <I>My soul could rest at ease. </I></div> <div> <I>All day long I had no time </I></div> <div> <I>To spread a word of cheer. </I></div> <div> <I>No time to speak of Christ to friends, </I></div> <div> <I>They'd laugh at me I'd fear. </I></div> <div> <I>No time, no time, too much to do, </I></div> <div> <I>That was my constant cry, </I></div> <div> <I>No time to give to souls in need </I></div> <div> <I>But at last the time, the time to die. </I></div> <div> <I>I went before the Lord, </I></div> <div> <I>I came, I stood with downcast eyes. </I></div> <div> <I>For in his hands God held a book; </I></div> <div> <I>It was the book of life. </I></div> <div> <I>God looked into his book and said </I></div> <div> <I>"Your name I cannot find. </I></div> <div> <I>I once was going to write it down... </I></div> <div> <I>But never found the time" </I></div> <div> <I>Now do you have the time to pass it on? </I></div> <div> <I>Visit in the Garden with God and be inspired..</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#6666CC" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <B>____________________________________________</B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <TABLE BORDER="2" CELLPADDING="1" CELLSPACING="1" WIDTH="665" BORDERCOLORLIGHT="#6600FF" BORDERCOLORDARK="#CC9922" FRAME="BOX" RULES="ALL" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" > <tR> <tD VALIGN=CENTER BGCOLOR=#000000 HEIGHT= 1453 WIDTH="655"><div> Noamie,a dear friend sent this to me, i think you will like it </div> <div> From: "Christine Taylor" </div> <div> Thanks Nigel: I too beleive in Miracle</div> <bR> <div> Subject: What goes around ...... </div> <div> Date: Tue, 09 Nov 2004 </div> <div> He almost didn't see the old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her. Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so .. was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry. He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you. He said, "I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson." Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. </div> <bR> <div> Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt. As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid. Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way. </div> <bR> <div> He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, "And think of me."  He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight. A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. she had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan. After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin. There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: "You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you". Under the napkin were four more $100 bills. Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. </div> <bR> <div> That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard.. She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, "Everything's gonna be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson." </div> <bR> </tD> </tR> </TABLE></div> <bR> <div> <B>____________________________________________</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <B>God Speaking </B></div> <div> <B>************* </B></div> <div> <B>____________________________________________</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <B>The man whispered, "God, speak to me" And a meadowlark sang.</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <div> <B>But the man did not hear.</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <div> <B>So the man yelled "God, speak to me"</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <div> <B>And the thunder & lightning rolled across the sky.</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <bR> <div> <B>But the man did not listen.</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <div> <B>The man looked around and said, "God, let me see you." And a star shined</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT><B>brightly. </B></div> <div> <B>But the man did not see.</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <div> <B>And, the man shouted, "God, show me a miracle" And a life was born.</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <bR> <div> <B>But the man did not notice.</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <div> <B>So, the man cried out in despair, "Touch me, God, and let me know you are here"</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <div> <B>Whereupon, God reached down and touched the man.</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT><B>But the man brushed the butterfly away and walked on.</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <bR> <div> <B>I found this to be a great reminder that God is always around us in the</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <div> <B>little and simple things that we take for granted. .even in our electronic</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <div> <B>age . . . so I would like to add one more:</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT><B>The man cried "God, I need your help" . . . and an e-mail arrived reaching out with good news and encouragement.</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <div> <B>But the man deleted it and continued crying.....</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT><B>The good news is that you are loved. Don't miss out on a blessing because it isn't packaged the way that you</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <div> <B>expect.</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <B>Expect the unexpected....</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <div> <B>Have A Happy Day!</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#C0C0C0" FACE="Comic Sans MS" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <div> <I><B>*** God Speaking... - This is sooooooo true!!! (From Drusilla) By Camille</B></I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <B>_______________________________________________________________</B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <I>"The Lords Prayer"</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>By Camille</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>Our Father, who are in Heaven, Hallowed be Thy Name,</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>Thy Kingdom Come, Thy Will be done, on Earth as it is in</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>Heaven. Give us this day, our daily bread</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>those who trespass against us and lead us not</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>into temptation but deliver us from all evil. Amen</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>For Thine is the Kingdom, and the Power, and the Glory, forever. Amen.</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <bR> <div> <I>______________________________</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>~The Moon Cannot Be Stolen~</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#FFFF00" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>Ryokan, a Zen master, lived the simplest kind of life in a little hut at he foot of a mountain. One evening a thief visited the hut only to discover there was nothing in it to steal.</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#FFFF00" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>Ryokan returned and caught him, "You may have come a long way to visit me," he told the prowler, "and you should not return empty-handed. Please take my clothes as a gift."</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#FFFF00" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>The thief was bewildered. He took the clothes and slunk away.</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#FFFF00" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>Ryokan sat naked, watching the moon. "Poor fellow," he mused, "I wish I could give him this beautiful moon." </I></div> <div> <I>From: A Collection of Zen and Pre-Zen Writings</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#FFFF00" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <I>____________________________________________________________</I><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Stop: Breathe..and count your Blessing, because you are alive. </div> <div> <I><B>This page was inspired by Camille..... 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