"Hope is the thing with feathers "The following little story appeared in our church bulletin last year, and I thought you might enjoy it. If you think it's worth sharing with your readers, please feel free to do so.
HOW RICH ARE WE?
- by Emily Dickinson
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all..""Whatever you decide to do -
...decide to do it well."
--author: me
- to my children, and grandchildren
-- ANITA G., WICHITA, KAN"
They spent a day and a night at the farm of a very poor family. When they returned from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"
"Very good, Dad!"
"Did you see how poor, people can be?" the father asked.
"Yeah!"
"And what did you learn?"
The son replied: "I saw that we have a dog at home, and they have four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of the garden; they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lamps in the garden; they have the stars. Our patio reaches to the front yard; they have a whole horizon."
When the little boy finished speaking, his father was speechless. His son added,
"Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we are."
Suppose, like a baseball player, all of YOUR errors were counted and published everyday...
"BECAUSE MY CHILD, THEY NO LONGER ALLOW GOD IN SCHOOL..."
Fly away, fly away over the sea,
Come again, come again, come back to me,
"I am as bad as the worst, but, thank God, I am as good as the best."
"The world really isn't so much worse than it ever was. It's just that the news coverage is so much better."
Cited in "The Best of BITS & PIECES"
--Anonymous
"Teaching is not a lost art, but the regard for it is a lost tradition."
-- Jaques Barzun
-- author unknown
by Thomas Locker
Sun-loving swallow, for summer is done.
Bringing the summer - and bringing the sun!
-- Walt Whitman "As a parent, you just hang on for the ride."
-- Robert Wagner
-- Dick Cheney
-- Elie Wiesel
-- Mark Twain
-- Mary Daly
There's a land where I go when I need to share
That's not on a map, yet exists everywhere.
A land of names, without faces, a curious place.
A modern creation that's called "cyber-space."
Like Pookie, and Sandman, and Rosebud and Flames.
Some are just snobs and some are real fun -
Some just want to find someone.
Each one unique, but part of a whole.
We talk and we laugh, and perhaps wonder why.
We flirt and we hug - and sometimes, we cry.
But, look - there we are, right on our screen!
All in all, I would say, the most curious part
Is the power it has to open our hearts.
Which to our closest friends we would never reveal!
Our deepest regrets and most troubling fears,
The scars in our lives which bring us to tears.
And show me the truths that I never see?
How do they manage to open my eyes
And make me confess the deceit and the lies?
But I know that without it my life would be hell.
This must have been planned by the Creator above,
'Cause there's no place on earth where you'll find as much love.
- to all my "cyber friends.""A camel is just a horse - designed by a committee."
-- Anonymous
-- Woody Allen
-- Gloria Steinem
-- Sydney J. Harris
Mimes' V.I.P.*