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    <title>topic Daily Positive Thread for Thanksgiving Day in Community Chat</title>
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    <description>&lt;P&gt;Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Hope you all have a great day tomorrow - safe travels and good family times etc. etc.  One blessing I'll share with you now is that our friends, Ray and Ann, best friends, called me today and wanted to know if we could be free on December 15th to go to a play with them, they want to pay our way and drive us there! Wow! What friends!  They are so thoughtful and what a blessing God gave us when He brought us together with them!  I thank and praise Him forever!  &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;It is very humbling to realize that often what burdens us the most would be&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;very missed if it were taken away. Lord, I will take the time to appreciate&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;my life.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Scripture for the day:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;   "'Come to me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;burdens, and I   will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you, and learn&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;from me; for I am  gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;for your souls.  For my   yoke is easy, and my burden is light.'"&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;~Matthew 11:28-30&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Meditation for the day:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;   We can lay upon God our failures and mistakes and shortcomings.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;We need not   dwell upon our failures, upon the fact that in the past&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;we have   been nearer   a beast than an angel.  We have a mediator&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;between us and God. Our growing  faith can lift us up from the mire and&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;point us toward the heavens. We can still be reconciled with&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;God.  We can still regain our harmony   with God and God's will for&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;us.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Prayer for the day:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I pray that I may not let the beast in me hold me back from my spiritual&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;destiny.  I pray that I may rise and walk upright.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;My Vocation is Love:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;source: The Story of A Soul by St. Therese of Lisieux (excerpt from Chapter &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;11)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Charity gave me the key to my vocation.  I realized that if the Church was a &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;body made up of different members, she would not be without the greatest and &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;most essential of them all.  I realized that love includes all vocations, &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;that love is all things, and that, because it is eternal, it embraces every &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;time and place.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Swept by an ecstatic joy, I cried: "Jesus, my love!  At last I have found my &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;vocation.  My vocation is love!  I have found my place in the bosom of the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Church and it is You, Lord, who has given it to me.  In the heart of the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Church, who is my Mother, I will be love.  So I shall be everything and so &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;my dreams will be fulfilled!"  Why do I speak of "ecstatic joy"?  It's the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;wrong phrase to use.  Instead, I should speak of peace, that calm, tranquil &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;peace which the helmsman feels as he sees the beacon which guides him into &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;harbour.  How brightly this beacon of love burns!  And I know how to reach &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;it and how to make its flames my own.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The Value of the Rosary&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Father Gabriel Amorth, chief exorcist of the Vatican writes:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;One day a colleague of mine heard the devil say during an exorcism:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"Every Hail Mary is like a blow on my head. If Christians knew how powerful &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;the Rosary was, it would be my end." The secret that makes this prayer so &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;effective is that the Rosary is both prayer and meditation. It is addressed &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;to the Father, to the Blessed Virgin, and to the Holy Trinity, and is a &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;meditation centered on Christ.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I write in addition to the above: Please enunciate each word of the Rosary &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;clearly and distinctly. Do not trample on the heels' of the words of anyone &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;with your words. Do not speak over the leader, if you are following, or the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;responders if you are leading the Rosary. Remember that they also are having &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;a conversation with Mary Our Mother and it is not polite to speak when &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;someone else is speaking.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;In the case of the public Rosary there are only two people speaking, the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Leader and the Responders. Each are speaking to their Mother and listening &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;carefully to her response within their hearts as they meditate on the scene &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;before them in their consideration of the mystery being spoken of and &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;interpreted and translated into their lives. Spread this powerful prayer of &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;exorcism, The Rosary which contains the Our Father, the Perfect Prayer, &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;prayed five times in the recitation of each set of the Rosary's Mysteries, &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;backed up by the powerful prayers of Our Mother who prays with us as we pray &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;53 Hail Mary's. The Eternal Father described to a group of us, through a &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Visionary Friend of mine, what happens when we pray the Rosary, saying, &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"When you pray Holy Mary Mother of God, pray for us sinners now....., the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Blessed Mother comes instantly to your side to pray with you. And she does &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;not come alone. She brings angels with her. And not just one or two for she &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;is the Queen of Angels, so choirs of angels come with her. And she and Jesus &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;are joined at the heart and cannot be separated so she brings Jesus with &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;her. And Jesus cannot be separated from the Trinity so He brings the Father &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;and the Holy Spirit with Him.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And where the Holy Trinity is all of creation is and you are surrounded by &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;such beauty and light as you cannot imagine in this life. Your Mother comes &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;as Our Lady of Grace with her hands out-stretched. Rays of light emit from &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;her hands piercing your body, healing you and filling you with graces.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;This is your inheritance which was poured out from the heart of Jesus on the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Cross, when the centurion pierced His Heart with the spear, into the only &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;pure vessel ready to receive such graces at that time,Your Mother.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Now as you pray the Rosary, or even just recite one Hail Mary, you receive &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;your portion of these graces."He also said at this time, "Anyone who goes to &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;our Blessed Mother Mary and prays the Rosary cannot be touched by Satan." Is &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;it any wonder that anyone who prays the Rosary from the heart is so blessed &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;and protected and powerful in their prayers for others?" Learn the Rosary!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;God's Purpose in Things&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;One day a woodcutter took his grandson into the forest for his first &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;experience in selecting and cutting oak trees. These they would later sell &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;to the boat builders. As they walked along, the woodcutter explained that &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;the purpose of each tree is contained in its natural shape: some are &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;straight for planks, some have the proper curves for the ribs of a boat, and &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;some are tall for masts. The woodcutter told his grandson that by paying &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;attention to the details of each tree, and with experience in recognizing &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;these characteristics, someday he too might become the woodcutter of the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;forest.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;A little way into the forest, the grandson saw an old oak tree that had &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;never been cut. The boy asked his grandfather if he could cut it down &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;because it was useless for boat building - there were no straight limbs, the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;trunk was, short and gnarled, and the curves were going the wrong way. "We &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;could cut it down for firewood," the grandson said. "At least then it will &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;be of some use to us." The woodcutter replied that for now they should be &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;about their work cutting the proper trees for the boat builders; maybe later &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;they could return to the old oak tree.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;After a few hours of cutting the huge trees, the grandson grew tired and &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;asked if they could stop for a rest in some cool shade. The woodcutter took &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;his grandson over to the old oak tree, where they rested against its trunk &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;in the cool shade beneath its twisted limbs. After they had rested a while, &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;the woodcutter explained to his grandson the necessity of attentive &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;awareness and recognition of everything in the forest and in the world. Some &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;things are readily apparent, like the tall, straight trees; other things are &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;less apparent, requiring closer attention, like recognition of the proper &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;curves in the limbs. And some things might initially appear to have no &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;purpose at all, like the gnarled old oak tree. The woodcutter stated, "You &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;must learn to pay careful attention every day so you can recognize and &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;discover the purpose God has for everything in creation. For it is this old &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;oak tree, which you so quickly deemed useless except for firewood, that now &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;allows us to rest against its trunk amidst the coolness of its shade.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"Remember, grandson, not everything is as it first appears. Be patient, pay &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;attention, recognize, and discover."&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Believe in yourself...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;in the power you have&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;to control your own life&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;day by day.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Believe in the strength&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;that you have deep inside&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;and your faith will help&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;show you the way.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Believe in tomorrow&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;and what it will bring,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;let a hopeful heart&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;carry you through&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;for things will work out&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;if you trust and believe&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;there's no limit&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;to what you can do!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;LIFE&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Three things of life once gone never comes back -&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Time, words &amp;amp; opportunity.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Three things of life that must not be lost -&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Peace, hope &amp;amp; honesty.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Three things of life that are most valuable -&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Love, self-confidence &amp;amp; friends.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Three things of life that are never sure -&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Dreams, success &amp;amp; fortune.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Three things of life that destroy a man/woman -&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Lust, Pride &amp;amp; Anger.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;FAILURE&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - You are a failure,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - You have not succeeded.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - You accomplished nothing,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - You have learned something.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - That you have been a fool,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - You had a lot of faith.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - You've been disgraced,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - You were willing to try.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - You don't have it,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - You have to do something in a different way.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - You are inferior,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means -You are not perfect.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - You've wasted your life,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - You have a reason to start afresh.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - You should give up,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - You must try harder.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean -You'll never make it,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - It will take a little longer.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - God has abandoned you,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - God has a better way for you.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;SUN RISE&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Every morning in Africa, when the Sun rises, a deer awakens,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Knowing it has to outrun the fastest Lion, OR, be hunted to death....&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;     Every morning in Africa, when the Sun rises, a Lion awakens,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;     Knowing it has to outrun the slowest deer, OR, be starved to death....&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;     It does not matter whether you are a deer or Lion,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;     When the Sun rises,  Better be running at your best..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Give Me Strength&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;If Satan's way I seek to go,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Lord, give me courage to tell him, "No."&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Don't let my soul be led astray.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Please, give me strength for one more day.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And if I fall along the way,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Then lift me up, Oh Lord, I pray.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;For, Satan's strong and I am weak.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Your tender mercies I will seek.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Your love is strong, your grace I need&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;When Satan makes my spirit bleed.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Give me strength, Oh Lord, I pray -&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;To fight this demon, day by day.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Satan's working overtime,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Trying his best to change my mind.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But if you'll help me, Lord, I know&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;His evil seeds will never grow.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;For, you are mightier than the sword.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I've chosen you to be my Lord.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So give me strength, Oh God, I pray;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;By standing in the devils way.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Vickie Lambdin&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;A WALK IN THE RAIN&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Author Unknown&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful brown haired, freckled-&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;faced Image of innocence. Her Mom looked like someone from the&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Walton's or a moment captured by Norman Rockwell. Not that she was old-&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;fashioned. Her brown hair was ear length with enough curl to appear&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;natural. She had on a pair of tan shorts and light blue knit shirt.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Her sneakers were white with a blue trim. She looked like a Mom. It&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the tops of&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the Earth it has no time to&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;flow down the spout. Drains in the nearby parking lot were filled to&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;capacity and some were blocked so that huge puddles made lakes around&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;parked cars. We all stood there under the awning and just inside the&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;door of the WalMart. We waited, some patiently, others irritated&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;because nature messed up their hurried day. I am always mesmerized by&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;rain fall. I get lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;carefree as a child&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;come pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day. Her&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;in. "Mom, let's run through the rain," she said.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"What?" Mom asked.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"Let's run through the rain!" she repeated.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit," Mom replied.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;This young child waited about another minute and repeated her&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;statement. "Mom. Let's run through the rain."&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"We'll get soaked if we do," Mom said.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning," the young&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;get wet?"&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;you said, "If God can get us through this, He can get us through&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;anything!"&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I swear you couldn't hear&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one came or left in&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;the next few minutes. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;she would say.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;young child's life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;it will bloom into faith.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If God&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;lets us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing," Mom said. Then&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;darted past the cars and yes through the puddles. They held their&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;shopping bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;were followed by a few believers who&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. Perhaps&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;inspired by their faith and trust. I want to believe that somewhere&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;down the road in life, Mom will find herself reflecting back on&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;moments they spent together, captured like pictures in the scrapbook&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;of her cherished memories.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Maybe when she watches proudly as her daughter graduates. Or as her&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Daddy walks her down the aisle on her wedding day. She will laugh&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;again. Her heart will beat a little faster. Her smile will tell the&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;world they love each other.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But only two people will share that precious moment when they ran&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;through the rain believing that God would get them through. And Yes, I&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under the&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;heaven." Ecclesiastes 3:1&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Thu, 28 Nov 2013 02:27:30 GMT</pubDate>
    <dc:creator>gloriajean</dc:creator>
    <dc:date>2013-11-28T02:27:30Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Daily Positive Thread for Thanksgiving Day</title>
      <link>https://community.qvc.com/t5/Community-Chat/Daily-Positive-Thread-for-Thanksgiving-Day/m-p/385916#M165211</link>
      <description>&lt;P&gt;Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Hope you all have a great day tomorrow - safe travels and good family times etc. etc.  One blessing I'll share with you now is that our friends, Ray and Ann, best friends, called me today and wanted to know if we could be free on December 15th to go to a play with them, they want to pay our way and drive us there! Wow! What friends!  They are so thoughtful and what a blessing God gave us when He brought us together with them!  I thank and praise Him forever!  &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;It is very humbling to realize that often what burdens us the most would be&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;very missed if it were taken away. Lord, I will take the time to appreciate&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;my life.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Scripture for the day:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;   "'Come to me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;burdens, and I   will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you, and learn&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;from me; for I am  gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;for your souls.  For my   yoke is easy, and my burden is light.'"&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;~Matthew 11:28-30&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Meditation for the day:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;   We can lay upon God our failures and mistakes and shortcomings.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;We need not   dwell upon our failures, upon the fact that in the past&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;we have   been nearer   a beast than an angel.  We have a mediator&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;between us and God. Our growing  faith can lift us up from the mire and&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;point us toward the heavens. We can still be reconciled with&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;God.  We can still regain our harmony   with God and God's will for&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;us.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Prayer for the day:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I pray that I may not let the beast in me hold me back from my spiritual&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;destiny.  I pray that I may rise and walk upright.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;My Vocation is Love:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;source: The Story of A Soul by St. Therese of Lisieux (excerpt from Chapter &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;11)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Charity gave me the key to my vocation.  I realized that if the Church was a &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;body made up of different members, she would not be without the greatest and &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;most essential of them all.  I realized that love includes all vocations, &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;that love is all things, and that, because it is eternal, it embraces every &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;time and place.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Swept by an ecstatic joy, I cried: "Jesus, my love!  At last I have found my &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;vocation.  My vocation is love!  I have found my place in the bosom of the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Church and it is You, Lord, who has given it to me.  In the heart of the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Church, who is my Mother, I will be love.  So I shall be everything and so &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;my dreams will be fulfilled!"  Why do I speak of "ecstatic joy"?  It's the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;wrong phrase to use.  Instead, I should speak of peace, that calm, tranquil &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;peace which the helmsman feels as he sees the beacon which guides him into &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;harbour.  How brightly this beacon of love burns!  And I know how to reach &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;it and how to make its flames my own.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The Value of the Rosary&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Father Gabriel Amorth, chief exorcist of the Vatican writes:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;One day a colleague of mine heard the devil say during an exorcism:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"Every Hail Mary is like a blow on my head. If Christians knew how powerful &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;the Rosary was, it would be my end." The secret that makes this prayer so &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;effective is that the Rosary is both prayer and meditation. It is addressed &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;to the Father, to the Blessed Virgin, and to the Holy Trinity, and is a &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;meditation centered on Christ.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I write in addition to the above: Please enunciate each word of the Rosary &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;clearly and distinctly. Do not trample on the heels' of the words of anyone &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;with your words. Do not speak over the leader, if you are following, or the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;responders if you are leading the Rosary. Remember that they also are having &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;a conversation with Mary Our Mother and it is not polite to speak when &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;someone else is speaking.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;In the case of the public Rosary there are only two people speaking, the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Leader and the Responders. Each are speaking to their Mother and listening &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;carefully to her response within their hearts as they meditate on the scene &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;before them in their consideration of the mystery being spoken of and &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;interpreted and translated into their lives. Spread this powerful prayer of &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;exorcism, The Rosary which contains the Our Father, the Perfect Prayer, &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;prayed five times in the recitation of each set of the Rosary's Mysteries, &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;backed up by the powerful prayers of Our Mother who prays with us as we pray &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;53 Hail Mary's. The Eternal Father described to a group of us, through a &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Visionary Friend of mine, what happens when we pray the Rosary, saying, &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"When you pray Holy Mary Mother of God, pray for us sinners now....., the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Blessed Mother comes instantly to your side to pray with you. And she does &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;not come alone. She brings angels with her. And not just one or two for she &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;is the Queen of Angels, so choirs of angels come with her. And she and Jesus &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;are joined at the heart and cannot be separated so she brings Jesus with &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;her. And Jesus cannot be separated from the Trinity so He brings the Father &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;and the Holy Spirit with Him.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And where the Holy Trinity is all of creation is and you are surrounded by &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;such beauty and light as you cannot imagine in this life. Your Mother comes &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;as Our Lady of Grace with her hands out-stretched. Rays of light emit from &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;her hands piercing your body, healing you and filling you with graces.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;This is your inheritance which was poured out from the heart of Jesus on the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Cross, when the centurion pierced His Heart with the spear, into the only &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;pure vessel ready to receive such graces at that time,Your Mother.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Now as you pray the Rosary, or even just recite one Hail Mary, you receive &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;your portion of these graces."He also said at this time, "Anyone who goes to &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;our Blessed Mother Mary and prays the Rosary cannot be touched by Satan." Is &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;it any wonder that anyone who prays the Rosary from the heart is so blessed &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;and protected and powerful in their prayers for others?" Learn the Rosary!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;God's Purpose in Things&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;One day a woodcutter took his grandson into the forest for his first &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;experience in selecting and cutting oak trees. These they would later sell &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;to the boat builders. As they walked along, the woodcutter explained that &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;the purpose of each tree is contained in its natural shape: some are &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;straight for planks, some have the proper curves for the ribs of a boat, and &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;some are tall for masts. The woodcutter told his grandson that by paying &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;attention to the details of each tree, and with experience in recognizing &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;these characteristics, someday he too might become the woodcutter of the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;forest.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;A little way into the forest, the grandson saw an old oak tree that had &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;never been cut. The boy asked his grandfather if he could cut it down &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;because it was useless for boat building - there were no straight limbs, the &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;trunk was, short and gnarled, and the curves were going the wrong way. "We &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;could cut it down for firewood," the grandson said. "At least then it will &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;be of some use to us." The woodcutter replied that for now they should be &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;about their work cutting the proper trees for the boat builders; maybe later &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;they could return to the old oak tree.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;After a few hours of cutting the huge trees, the grandson grew tired and &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;asked if they could stop for a rest in some cool shade. The woodcutter took &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;his grandson over to the old oak tree, where they rested against its trunk &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;in the cool shade beneath its twisted limbs. After they had rested a while, &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;the woodcutter explained to his grandson the necessity of attentive &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;awareness and recognition of everything in the forest and in the world. Some &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;things are readily apparent, like the tall, straight trees; other things are &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;less apparent, requiring closer attention, like recognition of the proper &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;curves in the limbs. And some things might initially appear to have no &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;purpose at all, like the gnarled old oak tree. The woodcutter stated, "You &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;must learn to pay careful attention every day so you can recognize and &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;discover the purpose God has for everything in creation. For it is this old &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;oak tree, which you so quickly deemed useless except for firewood, that now &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;allows us to rest against its trunk amidst the coolness of its shade.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"Remember, grandson, not everything is as it first appears. Be patient, pay &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;attention, recognize, and discover."&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Believe in yourself...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;in the power you have&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;to control your own life&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;day by day.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Believe in the strength&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;that you have deep inside&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;and your faith will help&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;show you the way.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Believe in tomorrow&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;and what it will bring,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;let a hopeful heart&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;carry you through&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;for things will work out&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;if you trust and believe&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;there's no limit&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;to what you can do!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;LIFE&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Three things of life once gone never comes back -&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Time, words &amp;amp; opportunity.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Three things of life that must not be lost -&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Peace, hope &amp;amp; honesty.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Three things of life that are most valuable -&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Love, self-confidence &amp;amp; friends.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Three things of life that are never sure -&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Dreams, success &amp;amp; fortune.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Three things of life that destroy a man/woman -&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Lust, Pride &amp;amp; Anger.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;FAILURE&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - You are a failure,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - You have not succeeded.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - You accomplished nothing,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - You have learned something.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - That you have been a fool,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - You had a lot of faith.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - You've been disgraced,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - You were willing to try.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - You don't have it,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - You have to do something in a different way.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - You are inferior,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means -You are not perfect.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - You've wasted your life,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - You have a reason to start afresh.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - You should give up,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - You must try harder.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean -You'll never make it,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - It will take a little longer.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Failure doesn't mean - God has abandoned you,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      It means - God has a better way for you.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;SUN RISE&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Every morning in Africa, when the Sun rises, a deer awakens,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;      Knowing it has to outrun the fastest Lion, OR, be hunted to death....&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;     Every morning in Africa, when the Sun rises, a Lion awakens,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;     Knowing it has to outrun the slowest deer, OR, be starved to death....&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;     It does not matter whether you are a deer or Lion,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;     When the Sun rises,  Better be running at your best..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Give Me Strength&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;If Satan's way I seek to go,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Lord, give me courage to tell him, "No."&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Don't let my soul be led astray.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Please, give me strength for one more day.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And if I fall along the way,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Then lift me up, Oh Lord, I pray.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;For, Satan's strong and I am weak.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Your tender mercies I will seek.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Your love is strong, your grace I need&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;When Satan makes my spirit bleed.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Give me strength, Oh Lord, I pray -&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;To fight this demon, day by day.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Satan's working overtime,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Trying his best to change my mind.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But if you'll help me, Lord, I know&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;His evil seeds will never grow.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;For, you are mightier than the sword.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I've chosen you to be my Lord.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So give me strength, Oh God, I pray;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;By standing in the devils way.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Vickie Lambdin&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;A WALK IN THE RAIN&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Author Unknown&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful brown haired, freckled-&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;faced Image of innocence. Her Mom looked like someone from the&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Walton's or a moment captured by Norman Rockwell. Not that she was old-&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;fashioned. Her brown hair was ear length with enough curl to appear&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;natural. She had on a pair of tan shorts and light blue knit shirt.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Her sneakers were white with a blue trim. She looked like a Mom. It&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the tops of&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the Earth it has no time to&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;flow down the spout. Drains in the nearby parking lot were filled to&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;capacity and some were blocked so that huge puddles made lakes around&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;parked cars. We all stood there under the awning and just inside the&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;door of the WalMart. We waited, some patiently, others irritated&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;because nature messed up their hurried day. I am always mesmerized by&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;rain fall. I get lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;carefree as a child&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;come pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day. Her&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;in. "Mom, let's run through the rain," she said.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"What?" Mom asked.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"Let's run through the rain!" she repeated.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit," Mom replied.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;This young child waited about another minute and repeated her&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;statement. "Mom. Let's run through the rain."&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"We'll get soaked if we do," Mom said.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning," the young&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;get wet?"&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;you said, "If God can get us through this, He can get us through&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;anything!"&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I swear you couldn't hear&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one came or left in&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;the next few minutes. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;she would say.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;young child's life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;it will bloom into faith.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If God&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;lets us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing," Mom said. Then&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;darted past the cars and yes through the puddles. They held their&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;shopping bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;were followed by a few believers who&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. Perhaps&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;inspired by their faith and trust. I want to believe that somewhere&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;down the road in life, Mom will find herself reflecting back on&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;moments they spent together, captured like pictures in the scrapbook&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;of her cherished memories.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Maybe when she watches proudly as her daughter graduates. Or as her&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Daddy walks her down the aisle on her wedding day. She will laugh&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;again. Her heart will beat a little faster. Her smile will tell the&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;world they love each other.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But only two people will share that precious moment when they ran&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;through the rain believing that God would get them through. And Yes, I&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under the&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;heaven." Ecclesiastes 3:1&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 28 Nov 2013 02:27:30 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>gloriajean</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2013-11-28T02:27:30Z</dc:date>
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