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Subject: "My heart ran out of Spring" - May25, 2007

"I Believe in you!"

A message of Hope...stories from the road.

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Well, my dear friends...as I typed those words, tears came to my

eyes for no apparent reason. Perhaps it's just the thought of you

He will not confirm it, but from the what I understand, this weekend,

maybe Saturday, my son Keith and his wife Sarah, will know...there I go

again...will know if a baby is in God's plans now.

If I know Keith he just wants to find out one way or another on his own.

Then tell us. If the news is good, he'll do it in a special way. If not...I will find

him and hold him like the little boy I held many times before.

Prayers are greatly appreciated.

If you are celebrating Memorial Day, or celebrating life, be safe, have fun and know...

We love you, my friends. (there I go again)

My original piece "When you come Home" has been re-done with new pictures and posted on Beliefnet. Written and narrated by me.

If you haven't been there before you can read my collection of stories not shared through this list:

My page at Beliefnet:

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Perks Pearl of Wisdom

"The heart is no place for dreams. Dreams run in your blood stream.

They are the sustenance of a believer." Bob Perks

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I humbly thank you in advance...

Love always and all ways,

Bob and Marianne Perks

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"My heart ran out of Spring"

"My heart ran out of Spring," he said as he looked down.

"You have it mixed up. Spring is not in your heart. Your heart

"Lonely." "Empty." Those are words he used to describe his life

and yet, he had a beautiful family and friends who loved him.

"I am a man of dreams, or at least I was. I cannot see the

"possible" in anything any more," he said.

"Empty" is how one describes a vessel, not a life. Lonely is a choice,"

I said to him. "Your life holds more than you choose to acknowledge

and you are surrounded by people who love you and support you in everything you do."

"But my dreams..." he began to say.

"If you hold your dreams separately from the rest of your life then you

are a fool. If your dreams did not include the people who love you then

they were foolish dreams. What good is a dream accomplished if you

stand alone?" I said as I looked straight at him.

He then turned away from me.

"You talk of Spring. Spring is a time for re-birth, new beginnings and hope.

"Your heart ran out of Spring" as you said, because in the past, your dreams

were temporary. Back then you did not plant the seeds of tomorrow, you

tried building a future by planning only for the present. Those are not dreams,

they are self fulfilling prophecies of failure designed only for immediate satisfaction."

He turned back toward me, his head slightly cocked to one side and said,

"But they felt right. They felt like dreams."

"Was today in them?" I asked.

"No. Obviously not." he said.

"And yet it is Spring," I said. "Still it is never too late for planting. In the life

God planned for you, harvest time comes at the end of each day. You reap

what was created by Him and nurtured by you. Take only what you need and

give a portion to those whose needs are greater. The next day, you plant again,

give more and before you know it your dreams become reality. Because they

are dreams shared, encompassing others."

His tear-filled eyes contradicted his smile. But they were the tears of a man

who finally realized,

Spring is alive and well when your heart is in it."

I encourage you to share my stories but I do ask that you keep my name and

contact information with my work.

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Hi Bob, loved your story on reality.The saying is "Hope springs eternal. That is something

I have always lived by.A year ago I had another heart attack and was out cold. the internist

asked my son what my wishes where and he told the DR. resuscitate if there is hope, and

they did and I am still here, so always believe in hope. Love to you, Marrianne and the :

boys" and family (there is always hope for Keith). Have a great day. Love Nancy

bob,

this is really pretty and i enjoy everything you send.

may god bless and keep you.

maudie

THANKS for the reality check this morning. You stated my thoughts so profoundly.

And it definitely is better to feel "nudged" rather than kicked.

WHY do we let ourselves be dictated by others ideas of how we should be?

Bob,

I definitely go along with the adage 'you can't please every body' and if we would concentrate

on our inner self we would know two would be pleased---God and our self.

Daffy

Bob,

Thank you for this message today. I want to be like you when I grow up. (I think I'm a

little older then you.) For some reason when reading your message this morning I remembered

a favorite quote of mine by Mark Twain. "Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet leaves on the heal

that crushed it." I felt I was supposed to share that with you. By the way I have used many

"Perks pearls of wisdom" in letters to friends. ( I always give credit of course.)

God Bless,
Don

Dearest Bob; I have a friend who has a hard life; she is approx. 10 years younger. I have taken her

under my wing so to speak and like the person you talk to on your radio show has her view points

and only hers and will sometime do exasperating things and make wrong or poor choices as how to

handle things; then come to me for answers. Although your "never met friend" did not come to you for

answers she has said to me ...you sometimes make me sick. Well I have just about given up trying

to help or suggest or just anything with her and then today I received this email from you. I just want

you to know that like God you seem to always arrive at the right time to let me know that we have to

sometimes keep our own perspectives and plug on with doing what we need to do to help others. SO

I just wanted to tell you "THANK YOU " once again for being you, and for doing all the wonderful things

you do for people like me and her.

THANKS AGAIN. Wendy

My Dearest Mr. Perks,

Once again you have outdone yourself! I believe that we are related some where down the line.

All my life I have been repeatedly told that I was never pretty enough, thin enough, smart enough, or

rich enough. No matter what I ever did, including making the Headmaster's or Principal's Lists while

I was in school, was ever good enough to matter.

At 45 I am finally coming into my own despite what my family constantly preached when I was

younger. I never had the chance to attend college when I was younger and now am looking forward to

being a college graduate in December. Since I have buried both of my parents and my only child is grown,

I can finally have the childhood I was denied at an earlier age.

I, too, have fur babies who love me unconditionally, and are happy to see me no matter what time of

day it is when I come home. I would much rather spend time with my 5 fur babies than the two faced

gossipy people I know. Dogs aren't judgmental and they can't hurt and use you like people inevitably will.

Their motives are cut and dried and not masked in obscurity or secrecy.

Please take care and give Marianne my love,

Lynne

Thank you Bob. I love your wit and your wisdom. You are a gem and I read every one of your emails.

Thank you for making each day better. Nancy

"I Wish You enough!"
� 2001 Bob Perks

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough "Hello's" to get you through the final "Goodbye."