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Sunday 04/24/05 This is the place. We have a *free*bies, interesting finds, *contests, beauty, crafts & recipes *news-letter* Mon.- Sat. & have added this Inspirational one for Sundays only... For our NEW PEOPLE; you have arrived at Pakadevas-Free*bees from our *site, or other *sites, *news-letters, -search -engines etc. Enjoy your stay:) http://www.pakadevasfreebees.com aol link Daily-news http://www.pakadevasfreebees.com/news.html *Welcome everyone* to our Inspirationals. Most of these were sent in by some of you TO the rest of you:) If you have something to add, or a request...send it along, we print them all, within reason...this *news-letter is for you! Thank you all... *Removal *instructions are at the bottom of any ...news... Please go see your Prayer Requests for today: http://www.pakadevasfreebees.com/PrayerRequests.html aol link ~To see PakadevasFreebees Archives: New archives http://archives.zinester.com/27358 Old Archives aol link ~Thank you for these beautiful notes:) * * Hi Patsy, I am so sorry to hear about your friend Jared. I will keep him and the baby in my prayers - and you are still there too. I hope all is going better for you. Maybe you could add my son and daughter-in-law to your list. They have been trying to have or adopt a baby for nearly nine years and something always falls through. They are very faithful and sweet people who would make wonderful parents, raising their child to love and serve Heavenly Father. Take care of yourself. Love, Judy Bradley * * Patsy Just a quick update, I had my operation and they removed to Cancer masses from my lungs. I am sore, tired and not feeling 100% but I believe that all will work out ok. Thanks you and all your people for the prayers and thoughts. Without them I might not be in as good shape as I am now. Thanks again LOL Jim * * What?!! Not a member of PakadevasFreebees yet? Join Here:) http://www.ezinester.com/mpb/ml_fs.cgi?topic=97178 Please ~Vote...we (you & me) can be #1:) http://www.top50.to/inclick.php?ID=20600 aol link (\o/) Whisper Jesus Today I got a burden And I felt that I should pray, For God's spirit seemed to tell me That you were having a bad day. I don't know just what the problem is, But I sure do know the cure, And if you'll only let Him, God will keep you safe and sure. In life there's always problems Cropping up to spoil our day, But my friend, you know the answer, All you have to do is pray. If you still feel you're defeated, And you want to run and hide, Just reach out and He'll be there, Standing right there by your side. So remember... whisper Jesus, For He's just a prayer away, He's so close that you can touch Him, All you have to do is pray! Thank you Mr. Mom:) (\o/) (\o/) THANKS TO GOD I pray that this will bless you as it blessed me. Hello God, I called tonight To talk a little while I need a friend who'll listen To my anxiety and trial. You see, I can't quite make it Through a day just on my own... I need your love to guide me, So I'll never feel alone. I want to ask you please to keep My family safe and sound. Come and fill their lives with confidence For whatever fate they're bound. Give me faith, dear God, to face Each hour throughout the day, And not to worry over things I can't change in any way. I thank you God for being home And listening to my call, For giving me such good advice When I stumble and fall. Your number, God, is the only one That answers every time. I never get a busy signal, Never had to pay a dime. So thank you, God, for listening To my troubles and my sorrow. Good night, God, I love You too, And I'll call again tomorrow! Thank you my sister DoniB:) (\o/) (\o/) THE BIRTH OF THE SONG "PRECIOUS LORD" Back in 1932, I was 32 years old and a fairly new husband. My wife, Nettie and I were living in a little apartment on Chicago's Southside. One hot August afternoon I had to go to St. Louis, where I was to be the featured soloist at a large revival meeting. I didn't want to go. Nettie was in the last month of pregnancy with our first child. But a lot of people were expecting me in St. Louis. I kissed Nettie good-bye, clattered downstairs to our Model A and, in a fresh Lake Michigan breeze, chugged out of Chicago on Route 66. However, outside the city, I discovered that in my anxiety at leaving, I had forgotten my music case. I wheeled around and headed back. I found Nettie sleeping peacefully. I hesitated by her bed; something was strongly telling me to stay. But eager to get on my way, and not wanting to disturb Nettie, I shrugged off the feeling and quietly slipped out of the room with my music. The next night, in the steaming St. Louis heat, the crowd called on me to sing again and again. When I finally sat down, a messenger boy ran up with a Western Union telegram. I ripped open the envelope. Pasted on the yellow sheet were the words: YOUR WIFE JUST DIED. People were happily singing and clapping around me, but I could hardly keep from crying out. I rushed to a phone and called home. All I could hear on the other end was "Nettie is dead. Nettie is dead." When I got back, I learned that Nettie had given birth to a boy. I swung between grief and joy. Yet that night, the baby died. I buried Nettie and our little boy together, in the same casket. Then I fell apart. For days I closeted myself. I felt that God had done me an injustice. I didn't want to serve Him any more or write gospel songs. I just wanted to go back to that jazz world I once knew so well. But then, as I hunched alone in that dark apartment those first sad days, I thought back to the afternoon I went to St. Louis. Something kept telling me to stay with Nettie. Was that something God? Oh, if I had paid more attention to Him that day, I would have stayed and been with Nettie when she died. From that moment on I vowed to listen more closely to Him. But still I was lost in grief. Everyone was kind to me, especially a friend, Professor Fry, who seemed to know what I needed. On the following Saturday evening he took me up to Malone's Poro College, a neighborhood music school. It was quiet; the late evening sun crept through the curtained windows. I sat down at the piano, and my hands began to browse over the keys. Something happened to me then. I felt at peace. I felt as though I could reach out and touch God. I found myself playing a melody, once into my head they just seemed to fall into place: Precious Lord, take my hand, lead me on, let me stand! I am tired, I am weak, I am worn, Through the storm, through the night lead me on to the light, Take my hand, precious Lord, Lead me home. The Lord gave me these words and melody, He also healed my spirit. I learned that when we are in our deepest grief, when we feel farthest from God, this is when He is closest, and when we are most open to His restoring power. And so I go on living for God willingly and joyfully, until that day comes when He will take me and gently lead me home. -Tommy Dorsey Did you know that Tommy Dorsey wrote this song? I sure didn't. What a wonderful story of how God CAN heal the brokenhearted. P.S. Beautiful, isn't it? Be Blessed with Smiles:-))) Across the Miles (??`'?·.??????????.?·'????) (??`'?·.??????????.?·'????) "But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint" (Isaiah 40:31). (??`?·.?·????) `?·.(??`?·.?·????) `?·.??.?· ??...?? __/ /\____ ____ ,?·???? o`?·,/__/ _/\_ //____/\ ```)??(?????? | | | | | | | || |l?±?±?±?± | ??,.-?·???°?? ??,.-?·~?·~?·-.,?? `?°???·-. :???° A smile is a light in the window of the soul indicating that the heart is home Thank you Alma M:) (\o/) (\o/) THIS IS WHAT LOVE IS ALL ABOUT It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 am, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in conversation I asked him if he had a doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I then inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer Disease. As we talked, and I finished dressing his wound, I asked if she would be worried if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him. "And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?" He smiled as he patted my hand and said. She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is." I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, "That is the kind of love want in my life." True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be. Thank you Kay:) (\o/) (\o/) "And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose." -- Romans 8:28 (NAS) Thank you Carla:) (\o/) (\o/) To all of you from me:) My Wish for You http://weeinspirations.com/mywishforyou.html I cannot say it better...my wish for all of you:) Our love to you...Patsy & Kay xoxoxo Remembering Rob 1-10 http://www.pakadevasfreebees.com/RememberingRob.html aol link RememberingRob10 (still in progress) http://www.pakadevasfreebees.com/RememberingRob10.html aol link (\o/) Please take a moment & vote for Pakadevas:) http://www.top50.to/inclick.php?ID=20600 aol link Have a blessed day! Patsy *S* ---Important-Disclaimer at the bottom of this page--- Please Read! aol link This e-news-letter uses third party *ads & *links & *ad *swaps with other -web-sites, if you do not wish to receive any of these, please follow the -link- at the end of this issue & -un-sub-scribe, otherwise, we take it as your agreement to receive such articles in our news. Thank you for your co-operation in this matter. Our mailing address for new mailing rules under the new act. Please only use this for friendly mail:) Thank you...Patsy *S* Patsy Rideout Pakadevas-Freebees PO Box 377, Robert's Arm NL Canada A0J1R0 *Con`tact Patsy: rpkdv@nf.aibn.com If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it. ( \ / ) ( \()/ ) ( / \ ) TAKE THIS LITTLE ANGEL ( / \/ \ ) AND KEEP HER CLOSE TO YOU / \ SHE IS YOUR GUARDIAN ANGEL ( ) SENT TO WATCH OVER YOU ____ Thank you Jane K:) (\o/) ??//// \\\\, ___________ *???? o??`* /__/ _/\_ ____/\ ```)??(?????? | | | | | | | || |l?±?±?±?±| ??,.-*?°?? ??,.-*~*~*-.,?? `?°*-. :???° *~*~*-..,?? "As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord." We'd love to see you stay, but, should you want to go, -click here: |
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