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should ever feel guilty for not making a donation at this time. Today’s Stories ~**~**~ Robin L. Empathy in Action Sometimes we
forget to take the time to recognize the richness that defines our lives. This
may be because many of the messages we encounter as we go about our affairs
prompt us to think about what we don’t have rather than all the abundance we do
enjoy. Consequently, our gratitude exists in perpetual conflict with our desire
for more, whether we crave time, convenience, wealth, or enlightenment. Yet
understanding and truly appreciating our blessings can be as simple as walking
a mile in another’s shoes for a short period of time. Because many of us lead
comparatively insular lives, we may not comprehend the full scope of our
prosperity that is relative to our sisters and brothers in humanity. Robin Lee ~**~**~ INVESTMENTS By:
Joseph J. Mazzella
I have a friend who is a rich investor. He doesn’t wear thousand dollar suits,
however. I have never seen him in anything but old, work shirts and blue jeans.
He doesn’t drive an expensive car either. I doubt if he has ever even owned a
new car. He doesn’t live in some fancy mansion on a hill. His house is old and
his furniture is worn, but that doesn’t bother him at all. You see my friend is
an investor in goodness. He doesn’t earn any money from it, but the dividends
he receives make him one of the richest men I know.
I remember the hug he got once when he helped an elderly lady jump start her
car. It was priceless. I remember the smile he got from a young boy after he
fixed the boy’s bicycle. It was worth a fortune. I remember the warm thanks he
got when he helped a poor family repair their home before Winter arrived. It
was a treasure beyond compare. My friend never hoards the wealth he gets back
from his "good" investments, either. He just keeps reinvesting them
in his community and in this world everyday of his life.
One of the greatest things about my friend’s investments too is that we all can
make them. I intend to make as many of them as I can every chance that I get.
There is no risk involved either. Henry David Thoreau said, "Goodness is
the only investment that never fails." Invest in some goodness today then.
Help a neighbor. Share some laughter with your friends. Give a smile to
everyone you meet. Take your wealth of love, joy, and oneness with God and
invest it in everything you do. I guarantee you that the return on your
investments will be incredible and your compound interest will be out of this
world. You might even become a goodness billionaire like my friend. He knows as
well as anyone what the true riches of this world and the next world really
are. Joe
Mazzella ~**~**~ ValueSpeak A Weekly Column By Joseph Walker valuespeak@msn.com THE FREEWAY SAMARITAN Joe Walker There
were a thousand reasons not to stop. I was
running late for . . . um . . . well, whatever it was that I was running late
for that day. The freeway was busy and I
didn’t want to cause an accident. Surely
the Highway Patrol would be along soon, and it’s their job to help stranded
motorists, isn’t it? And I had on my
navy blue suit, with a light blue shirt and a silk tie. Not exactly car-fixing clothes, you know? Let’s see
– that makes 1,004 reasons not to stop. And
here’s 1,005: I am the world’s worst auto mechanic. Public enemy No. 1 on the AAA’s Ten Most
Wanted list. Mr. WhatsaWrench. The first time I tried to change my car’s oil
myself I did fine – until I forgot to put the new oil in. The boys down at the garage had a big laugh
over that one. The next time, I
remembered to put in the new oil – only I put it in where the power steering
fluid goes. That triggered a letter from
the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Chryslers. They suggested I get a horse. Don’t get
me wrong. I’m not feeling sorry for
myself. God has given me other talents
to use for the benefit of mankind. But
I’m not sure how much it would have helped that lady who was stranded by the
side of the freeway if I would have pulled over and burped on cue. So I
didn’t pull over. I drove by, just like
dozens of other drivers on the freeway that day. And I felt guilty about it. So I turned off at the next exit and made my
way back to see if I could at least give her a lift or something. But by the time I got back to her a Hispanic
gentleman had pulled in behind her and was tinkering with her car’s engine like
he knew what he was doing. “Is there
anything I can do to help?” I asked. “No,
thank you,” the lady replied. “This nice
man says he can fix it.” At that
moment, a voice from under the hood shouted: “OK, try it now!” The woman
reached for the key and turned it. The
engine started beautifully. “It was
your serpentine belt,” the man explained, wiping his hands on his pants. “It slipped off. It’s pretty worn. You want to take that to a mechanic, get a
new one put on.” The woman
tried to give the freeway Samaritan some money, but he declined and waved as
she drove off. It wasn’t until we
started walking toward our cars that I noticed he had five more reasons not to
stop than I did; his family was sitting in the station wagon, waiting
patiently. “Do you
stop and help people like this often?” I asked. He
shrugged. “Somebody has to,” he said. “What’s she going to do if nobody helps?” And for
him that was reason enough. In his
final sermon, given the night before his assassination, Dr. Martin Luther King
Jr. took as his text the Biblical parable of the Good Samaritan. In the story, a man is attacked by thieves
and left by the roadside. Several
travelers happen upon him, but they pass by.
Eventually someone does stop to help, although it is the one person who
might have had a reason not to. He is a
Samaritan and the victim is a Jew. Those
folks didn’t get along any better back then than they do now. According
to Dr. King, those who passed by the injured man were asking themselves the
wrong question: “If I help this man, what will happen to me?” The Good Samaritan stopped to help because he
asked the right question: “If I don’t help this man, what will happen to him?” Dr. King
spent a lifetime asking the right question.
If we truly want to honor his memory during this time of year and
always, then we need to ask ourselves that question, too. No matter how many reasons we think we have not to. Poetry Corner ~**~**~ Hope's Reassuring Candle Cynthia Groopman Cynthia.Groopman@verizon.net Copyright ©2006 Cynthia Groopman ~**~**~ The Wind's Song
Copyright ©2006 Cynthia Groopman ~**~**~ Look With Me Copyright ©2006 Cynthia Groopman Readers Feedback I absolutely agree. Today's society seems to have become infatuated with hateful and superficial bullies.
Since when do a person's looks have anything to do with their value? What powers could physical beauty possibly have to enhance ones ability to sing, act, do a job, anything?
I have known gorgeous people who were so wicked and hateful that they were ugly and repulsive to me.
I've also known less physically attractive people with hearts so filled with love and beauty that you could actually see it in their eyes. They fairly glow. That "glow" radiates out to others and is a powerful drawing force to those who are able to recognize it.
As my grandmother says, "Pretty is as pretty does."
Judging by those standards, Simon is one of the ugliest people I've ever seen.
I'd much rather be with beautiful hearts than rotten souls, any day of the week.
Thank you for letting me know I am not the only one who feels this way.
Renee' I Could Fly Away Part II - Thank you Michael.
Wonderful memories! Louise Thanks for
being so kind to consider and to make me a senior writer. This is a wish come
true. Thanks for publishing my poems. I have found this email tapestry a
tapestry of love. God bless you. Cynthia Carol I am keeping
you in my prayers my friend. I am sure that God will help PRAYERS FOR YOU I CAN DO! I'm sooo sorry you still haven't
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