8 July 2012

posted 5 Jul 2012, 21:55 by C S Paul   [ updated 11 Jul 2012, 03:19 ]

8 July 2012

Pick up in the Rain

Pick-up in the Rain One night, at 11:30 pm, an older African-American woman was standing on the side of a Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rain storm. 

Her car had broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. 

A young white man stopped to help her - generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960s. The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance and put her into a taxi cab. She seemed to be in a big hurry! She wrote down his address, thanked him and drove away. 

Seven days went by and a knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a giant combination console color TV and stereo record player were delivered to his home. A special note was attached. 

The note read: Dear Mr. James: Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes but my spirits. Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband's bedside just before he passed away. God bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving others. Sincerely, Mrs. Nat King Cole.

 

Obstacles

The Obstacle in Our Path In ancient times, a king had a boulder placed on a roadway. 

Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. 

Many loudly blamed the king for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the big stone out of the way. 

Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. 

On approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. 

After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded. As the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. 

The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the king indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway. 

The peasant learned what many others never understand. Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve one's condition.

 

BEN-HUR: A TALE OF THE CHRIST 

by Lew Wallace



Part Three

In Italy, Greek pirate-ships have been looting Roman vessels in the Aegean Sea. The prefect Sejanus orders the Roman Quintus Arrius to take warships to combat the pirates. 

Judah is a galley slave rowing chained on one of the Roman warships. He had survived three hard years, fueled by his passion for vengeance. Arrius is impressed by Judah and finds out more about his life and his story. 

The ship is attacked by pirates and the ship is sunk. Judah uses a plank as a raft. Arrius surfaces besides him and the two of them hold on until a Roman ship appears and rescues them. They return to Misenum and Judah is adopted by the influential Arrius, becoming a Roman citizen.



Part three - 
CHAPTER III
 

The fourth day out, and the Astroea--so the galley was named--speeding through the Ionian Sea. The sky was clear, and the wind blew as if bearing the good-will of all the gods.

As it was possible to overtake the fleet before reaching the bay east of the island of Cythera, designated for assemblage, Arrius, somewhat impatient, spent much time on deck. He took note diligently of matters pertaining to his ship, and as a rule was well pleased.

In the cabin, swinging in the great chair, his thought continually reverted to the rower on number sixty.

"Knowest thou the man just come from yon bench?" he at length asked of the hortator.

A relief was going on at the moment.

"From number sixty?" returned the chief.

"Yes."

The chief looked sharply at the rower then going forward.

"As thou knowest," he replied "the ship is but a month from the maker's hand, and the men are as new to me as the ship."

"He is a Jew," Arrius remarked, thoughtfully.

"The noble Quintus is shrewd."

"He is very young," Arrius continued.

"But our best rower," said the other. "I have seen his oar bend almost to breaking."

"Of what disposition is he?"

"He is obedient; further I know not. Once he made request of me."

"For what?"

"He wished me to change him alternately from the right to the left."

"Did he give a reason?"

"He had observed that the men who are confined to one side become misshapen. He also said that some day of storm or battle there might be sudden need to change him, and he might then be unserviceable."

"Perpol! The idea is new. What else hast thou observed of him?"

"He is cleanly above his companions."

"In that he is Roman," said Arrius, approvingly. "Have you nothing of his history?"

"Not a word."

The tribune reflected awhile, and turned to go to his own seat.

"If I should be on deck when his time is up," he paused to say, "send him to me. Let him come alone."

About two hours later Arrius stood under the aplustre of the galley; in the mood of one who, seeing himself carried swiftly towards an event of mighty import, has nothing to do but wait--the mood in
which philosophy vests an even-minded man with the utmost calm, and is ever so serviceable. The pilot sat with a hand upon the rope by which the rudder paddles, one on each side of the vessel,
were managed. In the shade of the sail some sailors lay asleep, and up on the yard there was a lookout. Lifting his eyes from the solarium set under the aplustre for reference in keeping the course, Arrius beheld the rower approaching.

"The chief called thee the noble Arrius, and said it was thy will that I should seek thee here. I have come."

Arrius surveyed the figure, tall, sinewy, glistening in the sun, and tinted by the rich red blood within--surveyed it admiringly, and with a thought of the arena; yet the manner was not without
effect upon him: there was in the voice a suggestion of life at least partly spent under refining influences; the eyes were clear and open, and more curious than defiant. To the shrewd, demanding, masterful glance bent upon it, the face gave back nothing to mar its youthful comeliness--nothing of accusation or sullenness or menace, only the signs which a great sorrow long borne imprints, as time mellows the surface of pictures. In tacit acknowledgement of the effect, the Roman spoke as an older man to a younger, not as a master to a slave.

"The hortator tells me thou art his best rower."

"The hortator is very kind," the rower answered.

"Hast thou seen much service?"

"About three years."

"At the oars?"

"I cannot recall a day of rest from them."

"The labor is hard; few men bear it a year without breaking, and thou--thou art but a boy."

"The noble Arrius forgets that the spirit hath much to do with endurance. By its help the weak sometimes thrive, when the strong perish."

"From thy speech, thou art a Jew."

"My ancestors further back than the first Roman were Hebrews."

"The stubborn pride of thy race is not lost in thee," said Arrius, observing a flush upon the rower's face.

"Pride is never so loud as when in chains."

"What cause hast thou for pride?"

"That I am a Jew."

Arrius smiled.

"I have not been to Jerusalem," he said; "but I have heard of its princes. I knew one of them. He was a merchant, and sailed the seas. He was fit to have been a king. Of what degree art thou?"

"I must answer thee from the bench of a galley. I am of the degree of slaves. My father was a prince of Jerusalem, and, as a merchant, he sailed the seas. He was known and honored in the guest-chamber of the great Augustus."

"His name?"

"Ithamar, of the house of Hur."

to be continued

Just for laughs

GREAT  TRUTHS ABOUT LIFE THAT LITTLE CHILDREN HAVE LEARNED:

1) No matter how hard you try, you can't baptize cats.

2) When your Mom is mad at your Dad, don't let her brush your hair.

3) If your sister hits you, don't hit her back. They always catch the
second person.

4) Never ask your 3-year old brother to hold a tomato.

5) You can't trust dogs to watch your food.

6) Don't sneeze when someone is cutting your hair.

7) Never hold a Dust-Buster and a cat at the same time.

8) You can't hide a piece of broccoli in a glass of milk.

9) Don't wear polka-dot underwear under white shorts.

10) The best place to be when you're sad is Grandpa's lap.


My Shepherd

My appetite is my shepherd; I always want.

It maketh me sit down and stuff myself.

It leadeth me to my refrigerator repeatedly.

It leadeth me in the path of Burger King for a Whopper.

It destroyeth my shape.

Yea, though I knoweth I gaineth, I will not stop eating

For the food tasteth so good.

The ice cream and the cookies, they comfort me.

When the table is spread before me, it exciteth me

For I knoweth that I sooneth shall dig in.

As I filleth my plate continuously,

My clothes runneth smaller.

Surely bulges and pudgies shall follow me all the days of my life

And I shall be "pleasingly plump" forever. 


Power of Positive Thinking

 by Norman Vincent Peale


Chapter 7 continued

Things become better when you expect the best instead of 
the worst, for the reason that being freed from self-doubt, 
you can put your whole self into your endeavor, and nothing 
can stand in the way of the man who focuses his entire self 
on a problem. When you approach a difficulty as a personal 
unity, the difficulty, which itself is a demonstration of 
disunity, tends to deteriorate.
When the entire concentration of all your force—physical, 
emotional, and spiritual—is brought to bear, the 
consolidation of these powers properly employed is quite 
irresistible.

Expecting the best means that you put your whole heart (i.e., 
the central essence of your personality) into what you want 
to accomplish. People are defeated in life not because of lack
of ability, but for lack of wholeheartedness. They do not 
wholeheartedly expect to succeed. Their heart isn't in it, 
which is to say they themselves are not fully given. Results 
do not yield themselves to the person who refuses to give 
himself to the desired results.

A major key to success in this life, to attaining that which 
you deeply desire, is to be completely released and throw all 
there is of yourself into your job or any project in which you 
are engaged. In other words, whatever you are doing, give it 
all you've got. Give every bit of yourself. Hold nothing back.

Life cannot deny itself to the person who gives life his all. 
But most people, unfortunately, don't do that. In fact, very 
few people do, and this is a tragic cause of failure, or, if not 
failure, it is the reason we only half attain.

A famous Canadian athletic coach, Ace Percival, says that 
most people, athletes as well as non-athletes, are "holdouts," 
that is to say, they are always keeping something in reserve.

They do not invest themselves 100 percent in competition. 
Because of that fact they never achieve the highest of which 
they are capable.

Red Barber, famous baseball announcer, told me that he had 
known few athletes who completely give themselves. 
 
Don't be a "holdout." Go all out. Do this, and life will not 
hold out on you. 
A famous trapeze artist was instructing his students how to 
perform on the high trapeze bar. Finally, having given full
explanations and instruction in this skill, he told them to 
demonstrate their ability.

One student, looking up at the insecure perch upon which he 
must perform, was suddenly filled with fear. He froze 
completely. He had a terrifying vision of himself falling to 
the ground. He couldn't move a muscle, so deep was his 
fright. "I can't do it! I can't do it!" he gasped.

The instructor put his arm around the boy's shoulder and 
said, "Son, you can do it, and I will tell you how." Then he 
made a statement which is of inestimable importance. It is 
one of the wisest remarks I have ever heard. He said, "Throw 
your heart over the bar and your body will follow."

Copy that one sentence. Write it on a card and put it in your 
pocket. Place it under the glass on your desk top. Tack it up 
on your wall. Stick it in your shaving mirror. Better still, 
write it on your mind, you who really want to do something 
with life. It's packed with power, that sentence. "Throw your
heart over the bar and your body will follow."

Heart is the symbol of creative activity. Fire the heart with 
where you want to go and what you want to be. Get it so 
deeply fixed in your unconscious that you will not take no 
for an answer, then your entire personality will follow where 
your heart leads. "Throw your heart over the bar" means to
throw your faith over your difficulty, throw your affirmation 
over every barrier, throw your visualization over your 
obstacles. In other words, throw the spiritual essence of you 
over the bar and your material self will follow in the victory 
groove thus pioneered by your faith-inspired mind. Expect 
the best, not the worst, and you will attain your heart's desire. 
 
It is what is in the heart of you, either good or bad, strong or 
weak, that finally comes to you. Emerson said, "Beware of 
what you want for you will get it."

to be continued

Did you know ?


  • The first modern Olympic Games were held in Athens, Greece in 1896. There were 311 male but no female competitors.
  • In his time, Michael Schumacher was the highest paid sportsman, ahead of Tiger Woods and Arnold Palmer. (Not including sponsorship endorsements.)
  • The high jump method of jumping head first and landing on the back is called the Fosbury Flop.
  • The Major League Baseball teams use about 850,000 balls per season.
  • About 42,000 tennis balls are used in the plus-minus 650 matches in the Wimbledon Championship.
  • The longest tennis match took place at Wimbledon 2010 when John Isner of the United States beat Nicolas Mahut of France 6-4, 3-6, 6-7 (7), 7-6 (3), 70-68 in a match that lasted 11 hours and 5 minutes, played over 3 days, June 22, 23 and 24.
  • A baseball ball has exactly 108 stitches, a cricket ball has between 65 and 70 stitches.
  • A soccer ball is made up of 32 leather panels, held together by 642 stitches.
  • Basketball and rugby balls are made from synthetic material. Earlier, pigs’ bladders were used as rugby balls.
  • The baseball home plate is 17 inches wide.

Life Struggles

A man found a cocoon of an emperor moth. He took it home so that he could watch the moth come out of the cocoon. 

On the day a small opening appeared, he sat and watched the moth for several hours as the moth struggled to force the body through that little hole.

The moth seemed to be stuck and appeared to have stopped making progress. It seemed as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could go no farther. 

The man, in his kindness, decided to help the moth; so he took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The moth then emerged easily. 

But its body was swollen and small, its wings wrinkled and shriveled. 

The man continued to watch the moth because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to and able to support the body, which would contract in time. Neither happened! In fact, the little moth spent the rest of its life crawling around with a small, swollen body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly. 

The man in his kindness and haste did not understand that the struggle required for the moth to get through the tiny opening was necessary to force fluid from the body of the moth into its wings so that it would be ready for flight upon achieving its freedom from the cocoon. 

Freedom and flight would only come after the struggle. By depriving the moth of a struggle, he deprived the moth of health.

Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If we were to go through our life without any obstacles, we would be crippled. We would not be as strong as what we could have been. Give every opportunity a chance, leave no room for regrets, and don't forget the power in the struggle.

 

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