Daily Positive Thread for Tuesday

gloriajean — Mon, 14 May 2012 23:09:54 GMT

Jesus is the greatest giver of happiness that anyone has ever known.
Take Him into your heart. Lord, Your presence in my life brings me
great joy.

Scripture for the day:

"If you abide in me, and my words abide in you, ask for whatever you
wish, and it will be done for you." ~John 15:7

Meditation for the day:
"Ask for whatever you wish, and it will be done for you." God has
unlimited power. There is no limit to what God's power can do in
human hearts. We can will to have God's power and we can ask God for
it. God's power can be blocked by our indifference to it. We can go
along our own selfish way without calling on God's help, and we
receive no power. But when we trust in God, we can will to have the
power we need. When we sincerely ask God for it, we can receive it
abundantly.

Prayer for the day:

I pray that I may will to have God's power. I pray that I may keep
praying for the strength I need.

Greetings to you my friends! Today is such a nice, warm day - we enjoy it!
And tonight we are having supper at Lori's with Darla and Greg there -
looking forward to it. They have been shopping around town for Wedding
stuff. I don't know when we'll get back home so this is going out early
again. Hope you don't mind. Today's blessings were a really nice nap - I
was so tired and now I'm refreshed! Also our stuff in the garden is coming
up and it's exciting to see how fast they grow! My herbs in the patio are
growing! Darla just called -they are on their way over to Lori's so we will
follow shortly and I'm sure we'll have a very blessed evening with our
family! Looking forward to it! Another bonfire but warmer weather for it
now.

A Visit with Jesus
I will pay a visit to Jesus at least once each day. In my own words I will
tell Jesus that I believe that He is truly present in the tabernacle and
that I adore Him, as He is my God. I will talk to Him about any joy or
trouble I have had since my last visit. I will say a short prayer, for
instance: "Jesus, my God, I adore Thee here truly present in the Sacrament
of Thy love." Amen.

Reach Up

"Ye, though I walk through the valley of shadow of death, I will fear no
evil."

The journey each of us walks is not always a meadow full of flowers.
Sometimes it is a journey up a mountain, loose rocks and steep inclines.

We so often loose sight of the beautiful scenery because of our attempts to
hold on. We have to struggle with many things in this world that makes us
feel alone.

Arthritis grips us tight and wrenches pain from within. Diabetes cuts our
feelings ulcerates our skin. Cancer files away at the cells of our body and
leaves us weak. Blindness takes away our vision and paints our world black.
Mental disabilities hold our thoughts and leave us in a lonely room. Cruelty
of others cuts our hearts and leaves us empty.

We were born to celebrate, to reach up and believe. We were born to rejoice,
to lift our hands to life. We were born to sing, to paint rainbows with our
voice. We were born to love, to hold the hands of gentleness. We were born
to share, to be a blessing to those around us.

Reach up, my friend and believe for that is God's dream. Lift your hands, my
friend and live for that is God's purpose. Paint your world, my friend with
songs for that is God's compassion. Hold on, my friend with gentleness for
that is God's love. Bless those around you, my friend for you are God's
gift.

No less than a flower planted by angels and nurtured by the hands of God.

Author Unknown

A BUG'S LIFE
By Lisa Suhay
November 2, 2009

Cricket was always fretting.

"Everyone is listening," she chirped. "Every note must be perfect."

Cricket had a gift for reaching others with her music. She could
change her tune to suit her listener. She could perk you up with a
bouncy melody, liven your step with a reel or jig or calm you with a
hymn or ballad. That responsibility had begun to weigh cricket's
heart. Her tone became shrill.

"Can't you see I am busy?," she would screech. "Don't you know that
everyone is depending on me?"

Everyone around could hear her atonal whinges.

"What horrid noise!" groaned the caterpillar. "

The other insects agreed. Something was wrong with their reliable and
once harmonious
friend. They decided to ask the one who had the most wisdom, the
praying mantis. "Mmmm," he said. "I shall see about this."

Praying mantis sent cricket an invitation to tea. Cricket was so
worried.

"It must be perfect," she shrilled. "He must be in need. I can't let
him down!"

Upon arriving, cricket tried to sense mantis's mood. He appeared at
peace. Finally, she asked what it was he needed of her.

The mantis said, "You have been given a very great gift..."

Cricket interrupted, "Thank you. You are too kind. I am only here to
serve."

"Yes you are," mantis said solemnly. "Unfortunately you have been
rather a poor tool of late."

Cricket was so horrified and overwhelmed that she began to cry.

"But I tried so hard," she said miserably. "I have worked until
exhaustion trying to do well."

"That is just the problem," mantis said. "You are trying too hard. You
are an instrument, but you have taken yourself out of the master's
hands and tried to wield yourself. Like a violin leaping from the
hands of the virtuoso in the midst of a concert and playing a jingle."

Mantis told cricket to think back to when she first began to play her
tunes for others. "What were you thinking of then?" he said.

Cricket realized that she hadn't been thinking of anything. She had
simply seen someone and felt happy or sad or compassionate and her
music had come from her soul to fill the air and heal the others
around her.

"Think back to what happened to make you leap off on your own," he
added.

Cricket pondered. "I lost faith and stopped trusting what guided me
and began to fear," she said.

Fear turned to panic and panic to anger and anger turned to fear
again.

"Take your faith back with you to your family and friends and you will
soon change your tune," said mantis.

Prayer for Protection (especially from flu)

O Holy Virgin Mary, conceived without sin, I choose thee this day to be the
Lady and Mistress of our home, and I pray thee, in the name of the Most
Precious Blood of Jesus, thy Divine Son, and of thy Immaculate Conception,
to preserve it from fire and lightning, from tempests and thieves, from
cholera, influenza, diphtheria, malaria, and all other contagious and
pestilential diseases.

Bless and protect every member of our family, preserve us from sin, from
sudden and unprovided death, and from all other evils and accidents, in the
name and through the merits of the most Precious Blood of Our Lord Jesus
Christ. Amen.

Healing Prayer
Dear God:
Be my redeemer, my internal teacher, my divine physician.
Thank You for your presence in my life.
I surrender to You all I am, all I think, all I feel, and all I have.
I recognize in this moment that Yours is the power to heal and make whole.
You who have the power to work miracles,
You who rule time and space, please take me in Your arms and hold me.
Dear Lord, please lift me up and heal me.
Cast out of my mind all thoughts that are not of You.
Cast out of me all harsh and critical nature.
Cast out of me all violence and all anger.
Cast out of me all demons from my past.
For I would be made new.
I wish to walk so close to You that we might be as one.
I ask for new life, new mind, new body, new spirit.
Dear God, please come into me and release me from this pain.
Amen.

The Right Moves

One day, many years ago, when I was working as a psychologist at a
children's institution in England, an adolescent boy showed up in the
waiting room. I went out there where he was walking up and down restlessly.

I showed him into my office and pointed to the chair on the other side of my
desk. It was in late autumn, and the lilac b ush outside the window had shed
all its leaves. "Please sit down," I said.

David wore a black rain coat that was buttoned all the way up to his neck.
His face was pale, and he stared at his feet while wringing his hands
nervously. He had lost his father as an infant, and had lived together with
his mother and grandfather since. But the year before David turned 13, his
grandfather died and his mother was killed in a car accident. Now he was 14
and in family care.

His head teacher had referred him to me. "This boy," he wrote, "is
understandably very sad and depressed. He refuses to talk to others and I'm
very worried about him. Can you help?"

I looked at David. How could I help him? There are human tragedies
psychology doesn't have the answer to, and which no words can describe.
Sometimes the best thing one can do is to listen openly and sympathetically.

The first two times we met, David didn't say a word. He sat hunched up in
the chair and only looked up to look at the children's drawings on the wall
behind me. As he was about to leave after the second visit, I put my hand on
his shoulder. He didn't shrink back, but he didn't look at me either.

"Come back next week, if you like," I said. I hesitated a bit. Then I said,
"I know it hurts."

He came, and I suggested we play a game of chess. He nodded. After that we
played chess every Wednesday afternoon - in complete silence and without
making any eye contact. It's not easy to cheat in chess, but I admit that I
made sure David won once or twice.

Usually, he arrived earlier than agreed, took the chessboard and pieces from
the shelf and began setting them up before I even got a chance to sit down.
It seemed as if he enjoyed my company. But why did he never look at me?

"Perhaps he simply needs someone to share his pain with," I thought.
"Perhaps he senses that I respect his suffering." One afternoon in late
winter, David took off his rain coat and put it on the back of the chair.
While he was setting up the chess pieces, his face seemed more alive and his
motions more lively.

Some months later, when the lilacs blossomed outside, I sat starring at
David's head, while he was bent over the chessboard. I thought about how
little we know about therapy - about the mysterious process associated with
healing. Suddenly, he looked up at me.

"It's your turn," he said.

After that day, David started talking. He got friends in school and joined a
bicycle club. He wrote to me a few times ("I'm biking with some friends and
I feel great"); letters about how he would try to get into university. After
some time, the letters stopped. Now he had really started to live his own
life.

Maybe I gave David something. At least I learned a lot from him. I learned
how time makes it possible to overcome what seems to be an insuperable pain.
I learned to be there for people who need me. And David showed me how one -
without any words - can reach out to another person. All it takes is a hug,
a shoulder to cry on, a friendly touch, a sympathetic nature - and an ear
that listens.

*~Thank-You God~*
(author: unknown)

***

Thank-You God for being my Comforter,
When my soul was weak
and the tears wouldn't stop,
When my heart was aching with pain
and I was searching for refuge,
When my spirit was broken beyond repair
and I felt lost and hopeless,
Thank-You for Joy.
Thank-You God for being my Teacher,
When I was ignorant to the Lessons of Life
and rebuked wisdom,
When I was rebellious against your principles
and rejected morality,
When I was hindered by obstacles
and blinded by self-doubt,
Thank-You for Knowledge.
Thank-You God for being my Spiritual Guide,
When I chose the wrong path to tread
and lost sight of my purpose,
When I didn't know the power of faith, prayer,
and forgiveness,
When I didn't know how to surrender all my
anger, fears, and temptations,
Thank-You for your Guidance.
Thank-You God for being my Counselor,
When I didn't know how to acknowledge nor
express my feelings,
When I chose Sin over Self-Love,
Thank-You for Revelations, Awakenings, & Resolutions.
Thank-You God

Beauty of Mathematics!!!!!!

1 x 8 + 1 = 9
12 x 8 + 2 = 98
123 x 8 + 3 = 987
1234 x 8 + 4 = 9876
12345 x 8 + 5 = 98765
123456 x 8 + 6 = 987654
1234567 x 8 + 7 = 9876543
12345678 x 8 + 8 = 98765432
123456789 x 8 + 9 = 987654321

1 x 9 + 2 = 11
12 x 9 + 3 = 111
123 x 9 + 4 = 1111
1234 x 9 + 5 = 11111
12345 x 9 + 6 = 111111
123456 x 9 + 7 = 1111111
1234567 x 9 + 8 = 11111111
12345678 x 9 + 9 = 111111111
123456789 x 9 +10= 1111111111

9 x 9 + 7 = 88
98 x 9 + 6 = 888
987 x 9 + 5 = 8888
9876 x 9 + 4 = 88888
98765 x 9 + 3 = 888888
987654 x 9 + 2 = 8888888
9876543 x 9 + 1 = 88888888
98765432 x 9 + 0 = 888888888

Brilliant, isn't it?

And look at this symmetry:

1 x 1 = 1
11 x 11 = 121
111 x 111 = 12321
1111 x 1111 = 1234321
11111 x 11111 = 123454321
111111 x 111111 = 12345654321
1111111 x 1111111 = 1234567654321
11111111 x 11111111 = 123456787654321
111111111 x 111111111 = 12345678987654321

Now, take a look at this...

101%

From a strictly mathematical viewpoint:

What Equals 100%?
What does it mean to give MORE than 100%?

Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100%?

We have all been in situations where someone wants you to
GIVE OVER 100%.

How about ACHIEVING 101%?

What equals 100% in life?

Here's a little mathematical formula that might help
answer these questions:

If:

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Is represented as:

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26.

If:

H-A-R-D-W-O- R- K

8+1+18+4+23+ 15+18+11 = 98%

And:

K-N-O-W-L-E- D-G-E

11+14+15+23+ 12+5+4+7+ 5 = 96%

But:

A-T-T-I-T-U- D-E

1+20+20+9+20+ 21+4+5 = 100%

THEN, look how far the love of God will take you:

L-O-V-E-O-F- G-O-D

12+15+22+5+15+ 6+7+15+4 = 101%

Therefore, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that:

While Hard Work and Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will
get you there, It's the Love of God that will put you over the top!

Have a nice day & God bless!!

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