Once upon a time two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into conflict.
I was taking my usual morning walk when a garbage truck pulled up beside me. I thought the driver was going to ask for directions.
There once was an oyster whose story I tell,
Who found that some sand had got into his shell.
It was only a grain, but it gave him great pain.
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1. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.
find what I look for in people. If I look for God, I find God. If I look for bad qualities, I find them. I, in a sense, select what I expect, and I receive it.
Consumed by my loss, I didn't notice the hardness of the pew where I sat.
Instead of a question and answer, it is appropriate this Memorial Day to salute all those who have given their lives in defense of this nation.
The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of his tongue.
One Sunday morning during service, a 2,000 member congregation was surprised to see two men enter, both covered from head to toe in black and carrying sub-machine guns.