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    <title>topic Wednesday's Positive Thread in Community Chat</title>
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    <description>&lt;P&gt;Remember that God always does what He promises. Lord, where others&lt;BR /&gt; bargain, You freely give, when others are too busy, You listen and when&lt;BR /&gt; others let me down, You never fail me. Thank You for all of my blessings.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Scripture for the day:&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "Through Christ you have come to trust in God, who raised him from the&lt;BR /&gt; dead and gave him glory, so that your faith and hope are set on God."&lt;BR /&gt; ~1 Peter 1:21&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Meditation of the day:&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; God's miracle-working power is as manifest today as it was in the past.&lt;BR /&gt; It still works miracles of change in lives and miracles of healing in&lt;BR /&gt; troubled minds. When a person trusts wholly in God and leaves to God the&lt;BR /&gt; choosing of the day and hour, there is God's miracle-working power becoming&lt;BR /&gt; manifest in that person's life. We can trust in God and have boundless&lt;BR /&gt; faith in&lt;BR /&gt; God's power to make us whole again.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Prayer for the day:&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; I pray that I may feel sure that there is nothing that God cannot&lt;BR /&gt; accomplish in changing my life. I pray that I may have faith in God's&lt;BR /&gt; miracle-working power.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Hello my friends! Today was a nice, visitable day for Sister LaDonna and&lt;BR /&gt; me. We played piano and sang again, we always used to harmonize together so&lt;BR /&gt; this was fun doing it again. Tonight we were invited to Lori's for a bon&lt;BR /&gt; fire, and for LaDonna to see her place, she was very impressed at all the&lt;BR /&gt; work she's done to her house and yard! And Ollie, he's a joy and so much&lt;BR /&gt; energy! She played ball with him a lot tonight. The weather was really&lt;BR /&gt; nice, not too hot out and we had all our meals in the patio. She made&lt;BR /&gt; omelets for breakfast, very yummy!&lt;BR /&gt; Tomorrow night she goes back. Linus has been working many days in a row and&lt;BR /&gt; he's getting quite tired. Good thing that Lori can take her back tomorrow&lt;BR /&gt; night. Praying for all your needs and thanks for all your prayers for us.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; SANDBOX ROCK&lt;BR /&gt; Author Unknown&lt;BR /&gt; July 31, 2012&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; A little boy was spending his Saturday morning playing in his sandbox. He&lt;BR /&gt; had with him his box of cars and trucks, his plastic pail, and a shiny, red&lt;BR /&gt; plastic shovel. In the process of creating roads and tunnels in the soft&lt;BR /&gt; sand, he discovered a large rock in the middle of the sandbox. The lad dug&lt;BR /&gt; around the rock, managing to dislodge it from the dirt. With no little bit&lt;BR /&gt; of struggle, he pushed and nudged the rock across the sandbox by using his&lt;BR /&gt; feet. (He was a very small boy and the rock was very huge.)&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; When the boy got the rock to the edge of the sandbox, however, he found that&lt;BR /&gt; he couldn't roll it up and over the little wall. Determined, the little boy&lt;BR /&gt; shoved, pushed, and pried, but every time he thought he had made some&lt;BR /&gt; progress, the rock tipped and then fell back into the sandbox. The little&lt;BR /&gt; boy grunted, struggled, pushed, shoved -- but his only reward was to have&lt;BR /&gt; the rock roll back, smashing his chubby fingers. Finally he burst into tears&lt;BR /&gt; of frustration.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; All this time the boy's father watched from his living room window as the&lt;BR /&gt; drama unfolded. At the moment the tears fell, a large shadow fell across the&lt;BR /&gt; boy and the sandbox. It was the boy's father. Gently but firmly he said,&lt;BR /&gt; "Son, why didn't you use all the strength that you had available?"&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Defeated, the boy sobbed back, "But I did, Daddy, I did! I used all the&lt;BR /&gt; strength that I had!"&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "No, son," corrected the father kindly. "You didn't use all the strength you&lt;BR /&gt; had. You didn't ask me."&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; With that the father reached down, picked up the rock, and removed it from&lt;BR /&gt; the sandbox.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Do you have "rocks" in your life that need to be removed? Are you&lt;BR /&gt; discovering that you don't have what it takes to lift them? There is One who&lt;BR /&gt; is always available to us and willing to give us the strength we need. When&lt;BR /&gt; the apostle Paul faced times of a broken spirit and sapped strength, he&lt;BR /&gt; proclaimed to the Corinthian church, "My grace is enough for you. When you&lt;BR /&gt; are weak, then my power is made perfect in you" (2 Corinthians 12:9b NCV).&lt;BR /&gt; When we are broken in spirit and our strength is spent, we can turn to our&lt;BR /&gt; Savior Jesus.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; DON'T WE ALL&lt;BR /&gt; Author Unknown&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just come from&lt;BR /&gt; the car wash and was waiting for my wife to get out of work. Coming my way&lt;BR /&gt; from across the parking lot was what society would consider a bum. From the&lt;BR /&gt; looks of him, he had no car, no home, no clean clothes, and no money. There&lt;BR /&gt; are times when you feel generous but there are other times that you just&lt;BR /&gt; don't want to be bothered. This was one of those "don't want to be bothered&lt;BR /&gt; times."&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "I hope he doesn't ask me for any money," I thought.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; He didn't.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop but he didn't look like&lt;BR /&gt; he could have enough money to even ride the bus.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; After a few minutes he spoke.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "That's a very pretty car," he said.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; He was ragged but he had an air of dignity around him. His scraggly blond&lt;BR /&gt; beard keep more than his face warm.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; I said, "thanks," and continued wiping off my car.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected plea for money never came.&lt;BR /&gt; As the silence between us widened something inside said, "ask him if he&lt;BR /&gt; needs any help." I was sure that he would say "yes" but I held true to the&lt;BR /&gt; inner voice.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "Do you need any help?" I asked.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. We&lt;BR /&gt; often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from those of&lt;BR /&gt; higher learning and accomplishments. I expected nothing but an outstretched&lt;BR /&gt; grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook me.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "Don't we all?" he said.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; I was feeling high and mighty, successful and important, above a bum in the&lt;BR /&gt; street, until those three words hit me like a twelve gauge shotgun.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Don't we all?&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed&lt;BR /&gt; help. I reached in my wallet and gave him not only enough for bus fare, but&lt;BR /&gt; enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day. Those three little words&lt;BR /&gt; still ring true. No matter how much you have, no matter how much you have&lt;BR /&gt; accomplished, you need help too. No matter how little you have, no matter&lt;BR /&gt; how loaded you are with problems, even without money or a place to sleep,&lt;BR /&gt; you can give help. Even if it's just a compliment, you can give that.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; You never know when you may see someone that appears to have it all. They&lt;BR /&gt; are waiting on you to give them what they don't have. A different&lt;BR /&gt; perspective on life, a glimpse at something beautiful, a respite from daily&lt;BR /&gt; chaos, that only you through a torn world can see.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe he&lt;BR /&gt; was more than that. Maybe he was sent by a power that is great and wise, to&lt;BR /&gt; minister to a soul too comfortable in themselves.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Maybe God looked down, called an Angel, dressed him like a bum, then said,&lt;BR /&gt; "go minister to that man cleaning the car, that man needs help."&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Don't we all?&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Make a Difference&lt;BR /&gt; A man was walking down a deserted Mexican beach at sunset. As he walked&lt;BR /&gt; along he began to see another man in the distance.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; As he grew nearer he noticed that the local native kept leaning down,&lt;BR /&gt; picking something up, and throwing it out into the water. Time and again he&lt;BR /&gt; kept hurling things out into the ocean.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; As our friend approached even closer he noticed that the man was picking up&lt;BR /&gt; starfish that had washed up onto the beach, and one at a time, he was&lt;BR /&gt; throwing them back into the ocean.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; The first man was puzzled. He approached the man and said, "Good Evening&lt;BR /&gt; Friend, I was wondering what are you doing?" And he replied, "I'm throwing&lt;BR /&gt; these starfish back into the ocean. You see, it's low tide right now and all&lt;BR /&gt; these starfish have been washed up onto the shore. If I don't throw them&lt;BR /&gt; back into the sea, they will die from the lack of oxygen."&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "I understand," my friend replied "but there must be thousands of starfish&lt;BR /&gt; on this beach and you couldn't possibly get to all of them. There are simply&lt;BR /&gt; too many and don't you realize that this is happening on hundreds of beaches&lt;BR /&gt; up and down this coast ... can't you see that that you can't possibly make a&lt;BR /&gt; difference?&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; The local native smiled, bent down, picked up yet another starfish ... and&lt;BR /&gt; as he threw it back out into the sea, he replied, "It made a difference to&lt;BR /&gt; that one!"&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; You may feel like you cannot make a difference in the world today, but you&lt;BR /&gt; CAN make a difference in one life at a time.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; THE JARS&lt;BR /&gt; Author Unknown&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; The preacher placed two identical jars on the table next to the pulpit. He&lt;BR /&gt; quoted 1 Samuel 16:7 'The Lord does not look at the things man looks at. Man&lt;BR /&gt; looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart"&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; These jars came from the same factory, were made of the same materials, and&lt;BR /&gt; can hold the same amount. But they are different, he explained.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Then he upset one and it oozed out honey. He turned over the other, and&lt;BR /&gt; vinegar spilled out. "When a jar is upset, whatever is in it comes out.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Until the jars were upset, they looked alike. The difference was within, and&lt;BR /&gt; could not be seen. When they were upset, their contents were revealed.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Until we are upset we put on a good front. But when we are upset, we reveal&lt;BR /&gt; our innermost thoughts and attitudes, for "out of the abundance of the heart&lt;BR /&gt; his mouth speaks ( Luke 6:45)&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; What if someone tipped you over today ??&lt;BR /&gt; What would flow out ??&lt;BR /&gt; Would you reveal the "honey" of grace and patience, or the "vinegar" of&lt;BR /&gt; anger and sarcasm ??&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of&lt;BR /&gt; sins" (1Peter 4:8)&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Have a terrific day knowing that the one who upsets you may be just looking&lt;BR /&gt; for some honey&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Morning Prayer Offering&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; O Jesus, through the Immaculate Heart of Mary,&lt;BR /&gt; I offer you my prayers, works, joys, and suffering of this day&lt;BR /&gt; in union with the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass throughout the world.&lt;BR /&gt; I offer them for all the intentions of Your Sacred Heart:&lt;BR /&gt; the salvation of souls, reparation for sins, the reunion of all Christians;&lt;BR /&gt; I offer them for the intentions of our Bishops and of all Apostles&lt;BR /&gt; of Prayer and in particular for those recommended by our Holy Father&lt;BR /&gt; this month.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; --&lt;/P&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 2012 04:59:33 GMT</pubDate>
    <dc:creator>gloriajean</dc:creator>
    <dc:date>2012-08-01T04:59:33Z</dc:date>
    <item>
      <title>Wednesday's Positive Thread</title>
      <link>https://community.qvc.com/t5/Community-Chat/Wednesday-s-Positive-Thread/m-p/234187#M103647</link>
      <description>&lt;P&gt;Remember that God always does what He promises. Lord, where others&lt;BR /&gt; bargain, You freely give, when others are too busy, You listen and when&lt;BR /&gt; others let me down, You never fail me. Thank You for all of my blessings.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Scripture for the day:&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "Through Christ you have come to trust in God, who raised him from the&lt;BR /&gt; dead and gave him glory, so that your faith and hope are set on God."&lt;BR /&gt; ~1 Peter 1:21&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Meditation of the day:&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; God's miracle-working power is as manifest today as it was in the past.&lt;BR /&gt; It still works miracles of change in lives and miracles of healing in&lt;BR /&gt; troubled minds. When a person trusts wholly in God and leaves to God the&lt;BR /&gt; choosing of the day and hour, there is God's miracle-working power becoming&lt;BR /&gt; manifest in that person's life. We can trust in God and have boundless&lt;BR /&gt; faith in&lt;BR /&gt; God's power to make us whole again.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Prayer for the day:&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; I pray that I may feel sure that there is nothing that God cannot&lt;BR /&gt; accomplish in changing my life. I pray that I may have faith in God's&lt;BR /&gt; miracle-working power.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Hello my friends! Today was a nice, visitable day for Sister LaDonna and&lt;BR /&gt; me. We played piano and sang again, we always used to harmonize together so&lt;BR /&gt; this was fun doing it again. Tonight we were invited to Lori's for a bon&lt;BR /&gt; fire, and for LaDonna to see her place, she was very impressed at all the&lt;BR /&gt; work she's done to her house and yard! And Ollie, he's a joy and so much&lt;BR /&gt; energy! She played ball with him a lot tonight. The weather was really&lt;BR /&gt; nice, not too hot out and we had all our meals in the patio. She made&lt;BR /&gt; omelets for breakfast, very yummy!&lt;BR /&gt; Tomorrow night she goes back. Linus has been working many days in a row and&lt;BR /&gt; he's getting quite tired. Good thing that Lori can take her back tomorrow&lt;BR /&gt; night. Praying for all your needs and thanks for all your prayers for us.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; SANDBOX ROCK&lt;BR /&gt; Author Unknown&lt;BR /&gt; July 31, 2012&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; A little boy was spending his Saturday morning playing in his sandbox. He&lt;BR /&gt; had with him his box of cars and trucks, his plastic pail, and a shiny, red&lt;BR /&gt; plastic shovel. In the process of creating roads and tunnels in the soft&lt;BR /&gt; sand, he discovered a large rock in the middle of the sandbox. The lad dug&lt;BR /&gt; around the rock, managing to dislodge it from the dirt. With no little bit&lt;BR /&gt; of struggle, he pushed and nudged the rock across the sandbox by using his&lt;BR /&gt; feet. (He was a very small boy and the rock was very huge.)&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; When the boy got the rock to the edge of the sandbox, however, he found that&lt;BR /&gt; he couldn't roll it up and over the little wall. Determined, the little boy&lt;BR /&gt; shoved, pushed, and pried, but every time he thought he had made some&lt;BR /&gt; progress, the rock tipped and then fell back into the sandbox. The little&lt;BR /&gt; boy grunted, struggled, pushed, shoved -- but his only reward was to have&lt;BR /&gt; the rock roll back, smashing his chubby fingers. Finally he burst into tears&lt;BR /&gt; of frustration.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; All this time the boy's father watched from his living room window as the&lt;BR /&gt; drama unfolded. At the moment the tears fell, a large shadow fell across the&lt;BR /&gt; boy and the sandbox. It was the boy's father. Gently but firmly he said,&lt;BR /&gt; "Son, why didn't you use all the strength that you had available?"&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Defeated, the boy sobbed back, "But I did, Daddy, I did! I used all the&lt;BR /&gt; strength that I had!"&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "No, son," corrected the father kindly. "You didn't use all the strength you&lt;BR /&gt; had. You didn't ask me."&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; With that the father reached down, picked up the rock, and removed it from&lt;BR /&gt; the sandbox.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Do you have "rocks" in your life that need to be removed? Are you&lt;BR /&gt; discovering that you don't have what it takes to lift them? There is One who&lt;BR /&gt; is always available to us and willing to give us the strength we need. When&lt;BR /&gt; the apostle Paul faced times of a broken spirit and sapped strength, he&lt;BR /&gt; proclaimed to the Corinthian church, "My grace is enough for you. When you&lt;BR /&gt; are weak, then my power is made perfect in you" (2 Corinthians 12:9b NCV).&lt;BR /&gt; When we are broken in spirit and our strength is spent, we can turn to our&lt;BR /&gt; Savior Jesus.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; DON'T WE ALL&lt;BR /&gt; Author Unknown&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just come from&lt;BR /&gt; the car wash and was waiting for my wife to get out of work. Coming my way&lt;BR /&gt; from across the parking lot was what society would consider a bum. From the&lt;BR /&gt; looks of him, he had no car, no home, no clean clothes, and no money. There&lt;BR /&gt; are times when you feel generous but there are other times that you just&lt;BR /&gt; don't want to be bothered. This was one of those "don't want to be bothered&lt;BR /&gt; times."&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "I hope he doesn't ask me for any money," I thought.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; He didn't.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop but he didn't look like&lt;BR /&gt; he could have enough money to even ride the bus.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; After a few minutes he spoke.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "That's a very pretty car," he said.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; He was ragged but he had an air of dignity around him. His scraggly blond&lt;BR /&gt; beard keep more than his face warm.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; I said, "thanks," and continued wiping off my car.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected plea for money never came.&lt;BR /&gt; As the silence between us widened something inside said, "ask him if he&lt;BR /&gt; needs any help." I was sure that he would say "yes" but I held true to the&lt;BR /&gt; inner voice.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "Do you need any help?" I asked.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. We&lt;BR /&gt; often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from those of&lt;BR /&gt; higher learning and accomplishments. I expected nothing but an outstretched&lt;BR /&gt; grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook me.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "Don't we all?" he said.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; I was feeling high and mighty, successful and important, above a bum in the&lt;BR /&gt; street, until those three words hit me like a twelve gauge shotgun.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Don't we all?&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed&lt;BR /&gt; help. I reached in my wallet and gave him not only enough for bus fare, but&lt;BR /&gt; enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day. Those three little words&lt;BR /&gt; still ring true. No matter how much you have, no matter how much you have&lt;BR /&gt; accomplished, you need help too. No matter how little you have, no matter&lt;BR /&gt; how loaded you are with problems, even without money or a place to sleep,&lt;BR /&gt; you can give help. Even if it's just a compliment, you can give that.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; You never know when you may see someone that appears to have it all. They&lt;BR /&gt; are waiting on you to give them what they don't have. A different&lt;BR /&gt; perspective on life, a glimpse at something beautiful, a respite from daily&lt;BR /&gt; chaos, that only you through a torn world can see.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe he&lt;BR /&gt; was more than that. Maybe he was sent by a power that is great and wise, to&lt;BR /&gt; minister to a soul too comfortable in themselves.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Maybe God looked down, called an Angel, dressed him like a bum, then said,&lt;BR /&gt; "go minister to that man cleaning the car, that man needs help."&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Don't we all?&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Make a Difference&lt;BR /&gt; A man was walking down a deserted Mexican beach at sunset. As he walked&lt;BR /&gt; along he began to see another man in the distance.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; As he grew nearer he noticed that the local native kept leaning down,&lt;BR /&gt; picking something up, and throwing it out into the water. Time and again he&lt;BR /&gt; kept hurling things out into the ocean.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; As our friend approached even closer he noticed that the man was picking up&lt;BR /&gt; starfish that had washed up onto the beach, and one at a time, he was&lt;BR /&gt; throwing them back into the ocean.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; The first man was puzzled. He approached the man and said, "Good Evening&lt;BR /&gt; Friend, I was wondering what are you doing?" And he replied, "I'm throwing&lt;BR /&gt; these starfish back into the ocean. You see, it's low tide right now and all&lt;BR /&gt; these starfish have been washed up onto the shore. If I don't throw them&lt;BR /&gt; back into the sea, they will die from the lack of oxygen."&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "I understand," my friend replied "but there must be thousands of starfish&lt;BR /&gt; on this beach and you couldn't possibly get to all of them. There are simply&lt;BR /&gt; too many and don't you realize that this is happening on hundreds of beaches&lt;BR /&gt; up and down this coast ... can't you see that that you can't possibly make a&lt;BR /&gt; difference?&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; The local native smiled, bent down, picked up yet another starfish ... and&lt;BR /&gt; as he threw it back out into the sea, he replied, "It made a difference to&lt;BR /&gt; that one!"&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; You may feel like you cannot make a difference in the world today, but you&lt;BR /&gt; CAN make a difference in one life at a time.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; THE JARS&lt;BR /&gt; Author Unknown&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; The preacher placed two identical jars on the table next to the pulpit. He&lt;BR /&gt; quoted 1 Samuel 16:7 'The Lord does not look at the things man looks at. Man&lt;BR /&gt; looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart"&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; These jars came from the same factory, were made of the same materials, and&lt;BR /&gt; can hold the same amount. But they are different, he explained.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Then he upset one and it oozed out honey. He turned over the other, and&lt;BR /&gt; vinegar spilled out. "When a jar is upset, whatever is in it comes out.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Until the jars were upset, they looked alike. The difference was within, and&lt;BR /&gt; could not be seen. When they were upset, their contents were revealed.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Until we are upset we put on a good front. But when we are upset, we reveal&lt;BR /&gt; our innermost thoughts and attitudes, for "out of the abundance of the heart&lt;BR /&gt; his mouth speaks ( Luke 6:45)&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; What if someone tipped you over today ??&lt;BR /&gt; What would flow out ??&lt;BR /&gt; Would you reveal the "honey" of grace and patience, or the "vinegar" of&lt;BR /&gt; anger and sarcasm ??&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; "Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of&lt;BR /&gt; sins" (1Peter 4:8)&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Have a terrific day knowing that the one who upsets you may be just looking&lt;BR /&gt; for some honey&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; Morning Prayer Offering&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; O Jesus, through the Immaculate Heart of Mary,&lt;BR /&gt; I offer you my prayers, works, joys, and suffering of this day&lt;BR /&gt; in union with the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass throughout the world.&lt;BR /&gt; I offer them for all the intentions of Your Sacred Heart:&lt;BR /&gt; the salvation of souls, reparation for sins, the reunion of all Christians;&lt;BR /&gt; I offer them for the intentions of our Bishops and of all Apostles&lt;BR /&gt; of Prayer and in particular for those recommended by our Holy Father&lt;BR /&gt; this month.&lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; &lt;BR /&gt; --&lt;/P&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 2012 04:59:33 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>gloriajean</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2012-08-01T04:59:33Z</dc:date>
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