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    <title>topic Monday's Positive Thread in Community Chat</title>
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    <description>&lt;P&gt;Every moment of every day is your choice unless you give it away.&lt;BR /&gt; Lord, I choose to live peacefully today and ask for patience and strength&lt;BR /&gt; when I feel stress from the demands others place on me.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Scripture for the day:&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they&lt;BR /&gt; may have life, and have it abundantly." ~John 10:10&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Meditation for the day:&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; We can have life and have it more abundantly--spiritual, mental,&lt;BR /&gt; physical, abundant life--joyous, powerful life. These we can have if&lt;BR /&gt; we follow the right way. Not all people will accept from God the gift&lt;BR /&gt; of an abundant life, a gift held out free to all. Not all people care&lt;BR /&gt; to stretch out a hand and take it. God's gift, the richest God has to&lt;BR /&gt; offer, is the precious gift of abundant life. People often turn away&lt;BR /&gt; from it, reject it, and will have none of it. We need not let this be&lt;BR /&gt; true of us.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Prayer for the day:&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; I pray that I may hasten to accept the gift of abundant spiritual&lt;BR /&gt; life. I pray that I may live the good life to the best of my ability.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Hello my friends! Today's blessings - good night's sleep with Ollie here,&lt;BR /&gt; and all morning he was very tired and rested and Sammy too! It was so nice!&lt;BR /&gt; He was good until Lori came to pick him up - and she now doesn't think she's&lt;BR /&gt; allergic to the dog - she was away from him about 24 hours and the rash&lt;BR /&gt; didn't get better, so her RN friend believes it's a heat rash! But Ollie's&lt;BR /&gt; bath sure must have done him good, he was itching quite a bit before and now&lt;BR /&gt; not at all! After Mass tonight - we again had to go tonight because he&lt;BR /&gt; worked all day - we ate out and then Lori called and invited us over - so we&lt;BR /&gt; went there straight from the restaurant. Ollie wanted to play ball with&lt;BR /&gt; LInus, he loved Linus!! When we got there, Ollie was so happy to see me, he&lt;BR /&gt; jumped high up on me! Guess I must have gave him a good impression when he&lt;BR /&gt; was here. It will be fun watching him get trained and seeing him learn so&lt;BR /&gt; many new things and his personality is so funny!! I was blessed today that&lt;BR /&gt; Lori actually took some time to visit with me before taking him back - and&lt;BR /&gt; that was nice, she even got us something to eat. How neat is that? Praying&lt;BR /&gt; for all of you - thanks for your prayers!&lt;BR /&gt; Lucy - praying that this week will go smoothly - may God be with you all&lt;BR /&gt; with His peace!&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; PRAYER FOR&lt;BR /&gt; TRUE FRIENDSHIP&lt;BR /&gt; Jesus, loving companion of Your children,&lt;BR /&gt; You have extended Your friendship to all.&lt;BR /&gt; You opened Your arms without discrimination,&lt;BR /&gt; Offering Your warmth to those seeking comfort.&lt;BR /&gt; Endow me with the virtue of such a friendship,&lt;BR /&gt; To know, love and trust all on an equal basis;&lt;BR /&gt; To share my patronizing without favorism,&lt;BR /&gt; And to be pleasant towards the destitute.&lt;BR /&gt; Fashion my heart to reflect Your qualities,&lt;BR /&gt; Those befitting of a cordial association.&lt;BR /&gt; Jesus, You showed me the way to true friendship:&lt;BR /&gt; Blessed is Your amazing and warm Person!&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; MY DAILY OFFERING&lt;BR /&gt; (As each day begins, please try to lift your mind and heart to your heavenly&lt;BR /&gt; Father, and offer to Him the new day He has given you.)&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Most loving Father, I thank You for the gift of this new day. Please help&lt;BR /&gt; me to use it for your honor and glory. By Your grace, may all my thoughts,&lt;BR /&gt; words, and actions be pleasing today in Your sight. In Your great kindness,&lt;BR /&gt; Lord Almighty, preserve me this day without sin, and protect all people from&lt;BR /&gt; every evil. May the ever-blessed Virgin Mary, Mother of our Savior, keep us&lt;BR /&gt; under her protection and by her prayers, and the aid of all your Saints,&lt;BR /&gt; keep us ever intent on doing good today for your sake. We ask these&lt;BR /&gt; blessings through Your Son, Jesus Christ, our Redeemer. Amen. (At times&lt;BR /&gt; throughout the day, it is well to pause briefly in the midst of your work to&lt;BR /&gt; renew your daily offering. This can be done without words, but simply by&lt;BR /&gt; lifting the mind and heart to your Father in heaven. A simple external&lt;BR /&gt; gesture of touching the heart will confirm and strengthen your interior&lt;BR /&gt; intentions. As opportunity permits, you may wish to pray verbally in this&lt;BR /&gt; way.) Again I thank You, Father in heaven, for the blessings and graces you&lt;BR /&gt; have given me this day. Once more I entreat Your continuing protection.&lt;BR /&gt; Conscious of my own weaknesses and frailty, of my many faults, I entrust&lt;BR /&gt; myself and all dear to me to Your care. (This prayer has been taken from a&lt;BR /&gt; pamphlet written by the Good Franciscan Mission Associates, PO Box 598,&lt;BR /&gt; Mount Vernon, NY 10551&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; THANKS FOR YOUR TIME&lt;BR /&gt; Author Unknown&lt;BR /&gt; A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door. It&lt;BR /&gt; had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College,girls, career,&lt;BR /&gt; and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country&lt;BR /&gt; in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had&lt;BR /&gt; little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife&lt;BR /&gt; and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.Over the&lt;BR /&gt; phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is&lt;BR /&gt; Wednesday." Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat&lt;BR /&gt; quietly remembering his childhood days."Jack, did you hear me?"Oh, sorry,&lt;BR /&gt; Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry,&lt;BR /&gt; but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said."Well, he didn't forget&lt;BR /&gt; you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about&lt;BR /&gt; the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told&lt;BR /&gt; him."I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said."You know, Jack, after&lt;BR /&gt; your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's&lt;BR /&gt; influence in your life," she said."He's the one who taught me carpentry," he&lt;BR /&gt; said. "I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot&lt;BR /&gt; of time teaching me things he thought were important... Mom, I'll be there&lt;BR /&gt; for the funeral," Jack said.As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught&lt;BR /&gt; the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and&lt;BR /&gt; uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had&lt;BR /&gt; passed away.The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped&lt;BR /&gt; by to see the old house next door one more time. Standing in the&lt;BR /&gt; doorway,Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another&lt;BR /&gt; dimension, a leap through space and time. The house was exactly as here&lt;BR /&gt; membered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of&lt;BR /&gt; furniture... . Jack stopped suddenly."What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom&lt;BR /&gt; asked."The box is gone," he said."What box? " Mom asked."There was a small&lt;BR /&gt; gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a&lt;BR /&gt; thousand times what was inside. All he'd evertell me was 'the thing I value&lt;BR /&gt; most,'" Jack said.It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how&lt;BR /&gt; Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser&lt;BR /&gt; family had taken it."Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack&lt;BR /&gt; said. "I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom."It had&lt;BR /&gt; been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day&lt;BR /&gt; Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required on a package. No&lt;BR /&gt; one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three&lt;BR /&gt; days," the note read.Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The&lt;BR /&gt; small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago.&lt;BR /&gt; The handwriting was difficult to read,but the return address caught his&lt;BR /&gt; attention."Mr. Harold Belser" it read. Jack took the box out to his car and&lt;BR /&gt; ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope.&lt;BR /&gt; Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside."Upon my death, please forward&lt;BR /&gt; this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in&lt;BR /&gt; my life."A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears&lt;BR /&gt; filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a&lt;BR /&gt; beautiful gold pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the finely&lt;BR /&gt; etched casing, he unlatched the cover.Inside he found these words engraved:&lt;BR /&gt; "Jack, Thanks for your time!Harold Belser."The thing he valued most...was..&lt;BR /&gt; .my time."Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and&lt;BR /&gt; cleared his appointments for the next two days."Why?" Janet, his assistant&lt;BR /&gt; asked."I need some time to spend with my son," he said."Oh, by the way,&lt;BR /&gt; Janet...thanks for your time!"Life is not measured by the number of breaths&lt;BR /&gt; we take but by the moments that take our breath away,"Thank you for your&lt;BR /&gt; time.....&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Friendship&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; However strange or unique--&lt;BR /&gt; friends are given to us as gifts from God--&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; When a friend rejects a friend, they also reject the gift.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; When we Thank God for a good friend--we ask him to guide us in that&lt;BR /&gt; friendship.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Sometimes God sees fit to take some friends away for our own good and so&lt;BR /&gt; they reject us ...losing a friend can be just as a scar from a sword or a&lt;BR /&gt; burn--especially one dear to heart.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; In my lifetime I have had many a friends but also many parted.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; When a friend dies and passes on to Heaven we know that we will meet again.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; A friend disposed of -- by meanness or hurt is never retrieved.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Those whom God has given the gift of friendship must thank him for&lt;BR /&gt; that--whether short or long friends.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Many a friend I have thanked God for that I will never see again if they&lt;BR /&gt; reject God and God's laws later in the future... there is absolutely nothing&lt;BR /&gt; I can do about that but pray for them to return to God.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Better to lose a friend than to lose one's ticket to heaven.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Because of Your Mercy&lt;BR /&gt; Lord God, omnipotent Father, creator of all things, you gave me a body and a&lt;BR /&gt; soul, and created me in your image before time was. O Lord, my God, I&lt;BR /&gt; confess my offenses to you; I have sinned before you and before your angels,&lt;BR /&gt; and my sins are as numerous as the sands on the seashore. Yet for your love&lt;BR /&gt; have mercy on me, God, let me not perish. Do not turn your face from me&lt;BR /&gt; since I do not seek your forgiveness because I think I deserve it, but&lt;BR /&gt; because of your mercy. Look down on me, Lord, from the holy seat of your&lt;BR /&gt; majesty, and illumine the shadows of my heart with the radiance of your&lt;BR /&gt; splendor. Protect me, Lord, with the shield of your truth and faith, so that&lt;BR /&gt; the glowing darts of the devil may not pierce me. Have mercy, Savior of the&lt;BR /&gt; world, who live and reign for ever.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Latin - 10th century&lt;/P&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jul 2012 05:27:03 GMT</pubDate>
    <dc:creator>gloriajean</dc:creator>
    <dc:date>2012-07-23T05:27:03Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Monday's Positive Thread</title>
      <link>https://community.qvc.com/t5/Community-Chat/Monday-s-Positive-Thread/m-p/228876#M101014</link>
      <description>&lt;P&gt;Every moment of every day is your choice unless you give it away.&lt;BR /&gt; Lord, I choose to live peacefully today and ask for patience and strength&lt;BR /&gt; when I feel stress from the demands others place on me.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Scripture for the day:&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they&lt;BR /&gt; may have life, and have it abundantly." ~John 10:10&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Meditation for the day:&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; We can have life and have it more abundantly--spiritual, mental,&lt;BR /&gt; physical, abundant life--joyous, powerful life. These we can have if&lt;BR /&gt; we follow the right way. Not all people will accept from God the gift&lt;BR /&gt; of an abundant life, a gift held out free to all. Not all people care&lt;BR /&gt; to stretch out a hand and take it. God's gift, the richest God has to&lt;BR /&gt; offer, is the precious gift of abundant life. People often turn away&lt;BR /&gt; from it, reject it, and will have none of it. We need not let this be&lt;BR /&gt; true of us.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Prayer for the day:&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; I pray that I may hasten to accept the gift of abundant spiritual&lt;BR /&gt; life. I pray that I may live the good life to the best of my ability.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Hello my friends! Today's blessings - good night's sleep with Ollie here,&lt;BR /&gt; and all morning he was very tired and rested and Sammy too! It was so nice!&lt;BR /&gt; He was good until Lori came to pick him up - and she now doesn't think she's&lt;BR /&gt; allergic to the dog - she was away from him about 24 hours and the rash&lt;BR /&gt; didn't get better, so her RN friend believes it's a heat rash! But Ollie's&lt;BR /&gt; bath sure must have done him good, he was itching quite a bit before and now&lt;BR /&gt; not at all! After Mass tonight - we again had to go tonight because he&lt;BR /&gt; worked all day - we ate out and then Lori called and invited us over - so we&lt;BR /&gt; went there straight from the restaurant. Ollie wanted to play ball with&lt;BR /&gt; LInus, he loved Linus!! When we got there, Ollie was so happy to see me, he&lt;BR /&gt; jumped high up on me! Guess I must have gave him a good impression when he&lt;BR /&gt; was here. It will be fun watching him get trained and seeing him learn so&lt;BR /&gt; many new things and his personality is so funny!! I was blessed today that&lt;BR /&gt; Lori actually took some time to visit with me before taking him back - and&lt;BR /&gt; that was nice, she even got us something to eat. How neat is that? Praying&lt;BR /&gt; for all of you - thanks for your prayers!&lt;BR /&gt; Lucy - praying that this week will go smoothly - may God be with you all&lt;BR /&gt; with His peace!&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; PRAYER FOR&lt;BR /&gt; TRUE FRIENDSHIP&lt;BR /&gt; Jesus, loving companion of Your children,&lt;BR /&gt; You have extended Your friendship to all.&lt;BR /&gt; You opened Your arms without discrimination,&lt;BR /&gt; Offering Your warmth to those seeking comfort.&lt;BR /&gt; Endow me with the virtue of such a friendship,&lt;BR /&gt; To know, love and trust all on an equal basis;&lt;BR /&gt; To share my patronizing without favorism,&lt;BR /&gt; And to be pleasant towards the destitute.&lt;BR /&gt; Fashion my heart to reflect Your qualities,&lt;BR /&gt; Those befitting of a cordial association.&lt;BR /&gt; Jesus, You showed me the way to true friendship:&lt;BR /&gt; Blessed is Your amazing and warm Person!&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; MY DAILY OFFERING&lt;BR /&gt; (As each day begins, please try to lift your mind and heart to your heavenly&lt;BR /&gt; Father, and offer to Him the new day He has given you.)&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Most loving Father, I thank You for the gift of this new day. Please help&lt;BR /&gt; me to use it for your honor and glory. By Your grace, may all my thoughts,&lt;BR /&gt; words, and actions be pleasing today in Your sight. In Your great kindness,&lt;BR /&gt; Lord Almighty, preserve me this day without sin, and protect all people from&lt;BR /&gt; every evil. May the ever-blessed Virgin Mary, Mother of our Savior, keep us&lt;BR /&gt; under her protection and by her prayers, and the aid of all your Saints,&lt;BR /&gt; keep us ever intent on doing good today for your sake. We ask these&lt;BR /&gt; blessings through Your Son, Jesus Christ, our Redeemer. Amen. (At times&lt;BR /&gt; throughout the day, it is well to pause briefly in the midst of your work to&lt;BR /&gt; renew your daily offering. This can be done without words, but simply by&lt;BR /&gt; lifting the mind and heart to your Father in heaven. A simple external&lt;BR /&gt; gesture of touching the heart will confirm and strengthen your interior&lt;BR /&gt; intentions. As opportunity permits, you may wish to pray verbally in this&lt;BR /&gt; way.) Again I thank You, Father in heaven, for the blessings and graces you&lt;BR /&gt; have given me this day. Once more I entreat Your continuing protection.&lt;BR /&gt; Conscious of my own weaknesses and frailty, of my many faults, I entrust&lt;BR /&gt; myself and all dear to me to Your care. (This prayer has been taken from a&lt;BR /&gt; pamphlet written by the Good Franciscan Mission Associates, PO Box 598,&lt;BR /&gt; Mount Vernon, NY 10551&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; THANKS FOR YOUR TIME&lt;BR /&gt; Author Unknown&lt;BR /&gt; A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door. It&lt;BR /&gt; had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College,girls, career,&lt;BR /&gt; and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country&lt;BR /&gt; in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had&lt;BR /&gt; little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife&lt;BR /&gt; and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.Over the&lt;BR /&gt; phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is&lt;BR /&gt; Wednesday." Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat&lt;BR /&gt; quietly remembering his childhood days."Jack, did you hear me?"Oh, sorry,&lt;BR /&gt; Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry,&lt;BR /&gt; but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said."Well, he didn't forget&lt;BR /&gt; you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about&lt;BR /&gt; the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told&lt;BR /&gt; him."I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said."You know, Jack, after&lt;BR /&gt; your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's&lt;BR /&gt; influence in your life," she said."He's the one who taught me carpentry," he&lt;BR /&gt; said. "I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot&lt;BR /&gt; of time teaching me things he thought were important... Mom, I'll be there&lt;BR /&gt; for the funeral," Jack said.As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught&lt;BR /&gt; the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and&lt;BR /&gt; uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had&lt;BR /&gt; passed away.The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped&lt;BR /&gt; by to see the old house next door one more time. Standing in the&lt;BR /&gt; doorway,Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another&lt;BR /&gt; dimension, a leap through space and time. The house was exactly as here&lt;BR /&gt; membered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of&lt;BR /&gt; furniture... . Jack stopped suddenly."What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom&lt;BR /&gt; asked."The box is gone," he said."What box? " Mom asked."There was a small&lt;BR /&gt; gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a&lt;BR /&gt; thousand times what was inside. All he'd evertell me was 'the thing I value&lt;BR /&gt; most,'" Jack said.It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how&lt;BR /&gt; Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser&lt;BR /&gt; family had taken it."Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack&lt;BR /&gt; said. "I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom."It had&lt;BR /&gt; been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day&lt;BR /&gt; Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required on a package. No&lt;BR /&gt; one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three&lt;BR /&gt; days," the note read.Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The&lt;BR /&gt; small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago.&lt;BR /&gt; The handwriting was difficult to read,but the return address caught his&lt;BR /&gt; attention."Mr. Harold Belser" it read. Jack took the box out to his car and&lt;BR /&gt; ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope.&lt;BR /&gt; Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside."Upon my death, please forward&lt;BR /&gt; this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in&lt;BR /&gt; my life."A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears&lt;BR /&gt; filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a&lt;BR /&gt; beautiful gold pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the finely&lt;BR /&gt; etched casing, he unlatched the cover.Inside he found these words engraved:&lt;BR /&gt; "Jack, Thanks for your time!Harold Belser."The thing he valued most...was..&lt;BR /&gt; .my time."Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and&lt;BR /&gt; cleared his appointments for the next two days."Why?" Janet, his assistant&lt;BR /&gt; asked."I need some time to spend with my son," he said."Oh, by the way,&lt;BR /&gt; Janet...thanks for your time!"Life is not measured by the number of breaths&lt;BR /&gt; we take but by the moments that take our breath away,"Thank you for your&lt;BR /&gt; time.....&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Friendship&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; However strange or unique--&lt;BR /&gt; friends are given to us as gifts from God--&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; When a friend rejects a friend, they also reject the gift.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; When we Thank God for a good friend--we ask him to guide us in that&lt;BR /&gt; friendship.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Sometimes God sees fit to take some friends away for our own good and so&lt;BR /&gt; they reject us ...losing a friend can be just as a scar from a sword or a&lt;BR /&gt; burn--especially one dear to heart.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; In my lifetime I have had many a friends but also many parted.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; When a friend dies and passes on to Heaven we know that we will meet again.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; A friend disposed of -- by meanness or hurt is never retrieved.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Those whom God has given the gift of friendship must thank him for&lt;BR /&gt; that--whether short or long friends.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Many a friend I have thanked God for that I will never see again if they&lt;BR /&gt; reject God and God's laws later in the future... there is absolutely nothing&lt;BR /&gt; I can do about that but pray for them to return to God.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Better to lose a friend than to lose one's ticket to heaven.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Because of Your Mercy&lt;BR /&gt; Lord God, omnipotent Father, creator of all things, you gave me a body and a&lt;BR /&gt; soul, and created me in your image before time was. O Lord, my God, I&lt;BR /&gt; confess my offenses to you; I have sinned before you and before your angels,&lt;BR /&gt; and my sins are as numerous as the sands on the seashore. Yet for your love&lt;BR /&gt; have mercy on me, God, let me not perish. Do not turn your face from me&lt;BR /&gt; since I do not seek your forgiveness because I think I deserve it, but&lt;BR /&gt; because of your mercy. Look down on me, Lord, from the holy seat of your&lt;BR /&gt; majesty, and illumine the shadows of my heart with the radiance of your&lt;BR /&gt; splendor. Protect me, Lord, with the shield of your truth and faith, so that&lt;BR /&gt; the glowing darts of the devil may not pierce me. Have mercy, Savior of the&lt;BR /&gt; world, who live and reign for ever.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Latin - 10th century&lt;/P&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jul 2012 05:27:03 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>gloriajean</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2012-07-23T05:27:03Z</dc:date>
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