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 A Fork....
 

There was a young woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. So as she was getting her things 'in order,' she contacted her Pastor and had him come to her house to discuss certain aspects of her final wishes.

She told him which songs she wanted sung at the service, what scriptures she would like read, and what outfit she wanted to be buried in.

Everything was in order and the Pastor was preparing to leave when the young woman suddenly remembered something very important to her.

'There's one more thing,' she said excitedly.

'What's that?' came the Pastor's reply.

'This is very important,' the young woman continued. 'I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand.'

The Pastor stood looking at the young woman, not knowing quite what to say.

That surprises you, doesn't it?' the young woman asked.

'Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request,' said the Pastor.

The young woman explained. 'My grandmother once told me this story, and from that time on I have always tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of encouragement. In all my years of attending socials and dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say, 'Keep your fork.' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming...like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie. Something wonderful, and with substance!'

So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder 'What's with the fork?' Then I want you to tell them: 'Keep your fork ..the best is yet to come.'

The Pastor's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young woman good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see her before her death. But he also knew that the young woman had a better grasp of heaven than he did. She had a better grasp of what heaven would be like than many people twice her age, with twice as much experience and knowledge. She KNEW that something better was coming.

At the funeral people were walking by the young woman's casket and
they saw the cloak she was wearing and the fork placed in her right hand. Over and over, the Pastor heard the question, 'What's with the fork?' And over and over he smiled.

During his message, the Pastor told the people of the conversation he had with the young woman shortly before she died. He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to her. He told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork and told them that they probably would not be able to stop thinking about it either.

He was right. So the next time you reach down for your fork let it remind you, ever so gently, that the best is yet to come.
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 GODs Boxes....
 



I have in my hands two boxes,
Which God gave me to hold.
He said, 'Put all your sorrows in the black box,
And all your joys in the gold.'


I heeded His words, and in the two boxes,
Both my joys and sorrows I stored,
But though the gold became heavier each day,
The black was as light as before.

With curiosity, I opened the black box,
I wanted to find out why,
And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole,
Which my sorrows had fallen out by.

I showed the hole to God, and mused,
'I wonder where my sorrows could be!'
He smiled a gentle smile and said,
'My child, they're all here with me..'

I asked God, why He gave me the boxes,
Why the gold and the black with the hole?
'My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings,
The black is for you to let go.'

We should consider all of our friends a blessing.
Send this to a friend today just to let them know you
are thinking of them and that they are a joy i n your life.

A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end.
It keeps us together like our Circle of Friends.
But the treasure inside for you to see,
Is the treasure of friendship you've granted to me.

Today I pass the friendship ball to you.
Pass it on to someone who is a friend to you...


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 Tickle me Elmo
 

There is a factory in Northern Minnesota which makes the Tickle Me Elmo Toys. The toy laughs when you tickle it under the arms.

Well, Lena is hired at The Tickle Me Elmo factory and she reports for her first day promptly at 8:00 AM.

The next day at 8:45 AM there is a knock at the Personnel Manager's door.

The Foreman throws open the door and begins to rant about the new employee.

He complains that she is incredibly slow and the whole line is
backing up, putting the entire production line behind schedule.

The Personnel Manager decides he should see this for himself, so the 2 men march down to the factory floor.

When they get there the line is so backed up that there are Tickle Me Elmo's all over the factory floor and they're really beginning to pile up.

At the end of the line stood Lena surrounded by mountains of Tickle Me Elmo's.

She had a roll of plush red fabric and a huge bag of small marbles.

The 2 men watched in amazement as she cut a little piece of fabric, wrapped it around two marbles and began to carefully sew the little package between Elmo's legs.

The Personnel Manager burst into laughter.

After several minutes of hysterics he pulled himself together and approached Lena .

"I'm sorry," he said to her, barely able to keep a straight face, "but I
think you misunderstood the instructions I gave you yesterday.."

"Your job is to give Elmo two test tickles."
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 Senior Moment....
 

I took my dad to the mall the other day to buy some new shoes.
We decided to grab a bite at the food court.
I noticed he was watching a teenager sitting next to him.
The teenager had spiked hair in all different colors: green, red, orange, and blue
My dad kept staring at him. The teenager would look and find him staring every time.

When the teenager had enough, he sarcastically asked,
"What's the matter old man, never done anything wild
in your life?"

Knowing my Dad, I quickly swallowed my food so
that I would not choke on his response; knowing he
would have a good one. And in classic style he did not bat an eye
in his response.

"Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock.
I was just wondering if you were my son."
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 Don't Forget to Be THANKFUL!!...Happy Day to All...
 

sun4 sun4 "NOUVEAU SPOILED" sun4 sun4
into new century

There was a time when the term "nouveau riche" was bandied about with great frequency as folks from the lower and middle classes began finding ways to climb into the upper classes.

As we near the millennium, I've got a feeling that term has faded out of fashion.

I propose that in its place we consider a new term: "nouveau spoiled."

Before you get defensive, let me acknowledge that I am probably a charter member of that new class.

How do you know if you're a member of the "nouveau spoiled" class of the 1990's? Take the following test. if you answer yes to two or more questions, you can expect your membership papers in the mail.

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Have you ever complained that it's hard to tell between the rings on your phone, line, the kids' phone line and fax phone line? In the old days, our parents' only complaint was having to share a party line with chatty neighbors.

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Have you ever grumbled about not being able to remember which remote works with which electronic entertainment device? When I was a kid, my parents had five channel changers. But we all grew up and moved away.

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Have you ever muttered something about not having enough cup holders in your new car? God gave us two good hands...one to drive with and the other to hold cups.

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Have you ever squawked because your bag of Redenbacher's burns when you use the "popcorn" button on your microwave? Boy, we've come a long way from the wood stove.

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Have you ever gone to the video store and wondered why they can't make enough good movies to keep up with your viewing habits? it wasn't all that long ago that my brothers and I considered ourselves lucky when mom and dad would haul us to the local drive-in theater when they offered "carload" specials.

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Have you ever groused about having to use the "other" bathroom because your spouse was taking her sweet time in master suite facilities? Need I mention that we aren't all that far removed from the days of outdoor facilities?

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Have you ever suffered through a few days without air conditioning in the middle of the summer? Don't go crying on grandma's shoulder.

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Have you ever popped off about the lack of a modem connection in your hotel room? Hey, it seems like just last week we were singing the praises of the new fax machines they were introducing.

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Have you ever fussed about your pre-Pentium computer's lack of speed? Yeah, and how fast do you think my slide rule worked back in the good old days?

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The Results

Be honest. How many times did you answer "yes" to the questions above?
I think it's fair to say that many of you passed with flying colors and are ready to join the ranks of the "nouveau spoiled."

I, for one, see no ignominy in admitting that I've been spoiled by all of the modern conveniences listed above...and then some. I quite enjoy sitting down in my air-conditioned living room with a remote in one hand and a bunch of micro-popped corn in the other hand while watching the latest releases from the video store. Don't you?

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