Friday, November 12, 2010

Heart Warming

A Good Story
An eye witness account from New York City , on a cold day in December, some years ago: A little boy, about 10-years-old, was standing before a shoe store on the roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering with cold.

A lady approached the young boy and said, 'My, but you're in such deep thought staring in that window!'

'I was asking God to give me a pair of shoes,' was the boy's reply.

The lady took him by the hand, went into the store, and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks for the boy. She then asked if he could give her a basin of water and a towel. He quickly brought them to her.

shoesShe took the little fellow to the back part of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, washed his little feet, and dried them with the towel.

By this time, the clerk had returned with the socks. Placing a pair upon the boy's feet, she purchased him a pair of shoes.

She tied up the remaining pairs of socks and gave them to him.. She patted him on the head and said, 'No doubt, you will be more comfortable now.'

As she turned to go, the astonished kid caught her by the hand, and looking up into her face, with tears in his eyes, asked her. 'Are you God's wife?'

 
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Tennessee Granddaddy Says:
Oral communication is
the interchange of thoughts, opinions, or information. It involves both speaking and hearing. Often we just think we have communicated if we say something. But we have not communicated until the receiver gets the message and understands it.
It’s easy to talk, and it’s harder to be a good listener. We can learn a lot if we keep our mouth shut and concentrate on listening. A good friend is also a good listener.

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Quote of the Day
Unmentionables - those articles of ladies' apparel
that are never discussed in public,
except in full-page, illustrated ads.
~Changing Times
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Joke of the Day

The undertaker called the next of kin to confirm the funeral arrangements desired for the dear departed. As luck would have it the son-in-law who was actually delighted to be rid of the old battle-ax answered the phone.

“We’re sorry to disturb you in this time of personal grief,” the undertaker uttered solemnly, “but appears to be some confusion as to whether the body of the loved one is to be buried or cremated.”

“Let’s not take any chances,” “Do both” said the son-in-law.


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1 comment:

Just Bill said...

Jim, I read you and your father's blog every day, except Sunday. Get a kick out of it when I go to my reader and find Dana, posting at 12:06 AM religiously ever day and then seeing Dad about 3 AM, followed by you at 6 or 6:30 AM. Do you two get enough sleep. I need my 9 + hours at least.
Enjoy your openings on the post, you sure find a lot of great, interesting things to show us. Always like what you have to say for the day and the quotes and finally the jokes give me a good laugh.
Also like the fishing pictures in season and the grand children who are always in season.
Wishing you many more posts I believe the world is a better place with you in it, Bill