as anna looked out the window of her old beach house on the edge of the emerald sea, she bedpan to remember all the beautiful memories she had there throughout her many years. one memory in particular seemed to come to mind it was about 70 years ago late in the month of.august. anna was 16 years old and that was her first summer together with peter. although she felt that she had been with him forever, it had only been a short month since then had tirst met on that very beach. this particular day was so memorable that anna found herself thinking about it all the time, since peter ha、passed away.
early that morning at about 5:45, anna awoke to the sound of a tapping on her window. when she opened the window, to her surprise peter was standing there with a
picnic basket and a blanket. peter told anna that since it was his last day at the beach this summer that he wanted to spend the entire day with her. from the time of the sunrise to after the sunset on the horizon. after they watched the sunrise early that and ate their romantic picnic breakfast. they一sat on the swing at the nearby park.they talked for hours on end, telling each other how they would keep in touch until they could be together the following summer.
it was a beautiful day and the aun beamed down on them in the early afternoon as they swam in the waves of the crystal clear water at the beach. anna could remember them splashing and playing in the water for what has seemed like a million years and not knowing where all the time had gone.
it was already starting to get dark on the beach. so then, anna and peter dried off and found a pretty spot at the top of a hill they had often gone to talk throughout the summer. they set out their blankets and laid in each other's arm until all of sudder it began to pour. most people would have thought that the rain would put a damper on their prfect day, but anna still remembers the strike of excitement it sent through her, as the drops poured down.the way peter had taken her by the hand and led her down the side of muddy hill to the beach sent chills up her spine.they began to dance right there on the sand, in th a pouring rain. as they danced. in each other strong embrace.anna could still remember peter's exact words. he said to her.‘f love you anna and f want to be with you and only you for the rest of my life’at that very moment. anna knew that she felt exactly the same and that they would be together for the rest of their lives.
as the rain bedpan to stop and the clouds cleared from the sky, peter and anna sat down to watch the most beautiful sunset that either of them had ever seen. peter walked anna home that night and regardless of how hard it was for the both of them to say good-bye; they both knew it had to happen eventually. throughout that year, anna still remembers sending and receiving dozens of letters and pictures to keep in touch.
thinking back through the 69 wonderful years that they had together, that one day is the one that stands out most in her mind although she had many more memories that are unforgettable with peter, she still thinks back to the way he looked that night. the way his wet dark hair fell over his sapphire blue eyes still put butterflies in anna's stomach’!in addition, the way that his strong body made her feel so safe as they danced in the rain, like ht would never let her go.
anna spent many days and nights for the past nine months since peter had passed away reminiscing" about that one special day they had together, she never regretted any of the time they had spent together. she only cherished the way that sun looked as it raised and tell over the horizon. anna continued to sit by her windowsill and dream of yesterday and she would continue to until the day she could be with her one true love, peter again.
i have always believed that reading books can expand the mind, touch the heart, and enrich the soul. they can also cause your imagination to do some funny things at times. i can remember several years ago reading a book where the hero went through several tragedies and at one point in the midst of his pain and torment cried out: “where is love?”. at that moment in my imagination i leapt into the story, grabbed him by the arm and told him: “it’s everywhere! it’s everywhere!”love is everywhere. you just have to open your heart to see it.
for me it is there every time i watch the dawn break upon a new day. it is there every time a brisk winter breeze blows across my face. it is there in the first flower of spring. it is there in the green grass of summer. it is there in the last leaf of fall. it is there every time my handicapped sons give me a hug. it is there every time my daughter laughs at one of my dumb jokes. it is there in the adoring eyes of my old beagle and my new puppy. it is there in the purring cat that naps on my chest. it is there in the smile of the clerk behind the counter. it is there in the old man who opens a door for me. it is there when i read a letter from a friend. it is there every time i pray. it is there in everything i write and every act of kindness i do.
the bible tells us that “god is love.” and since god is without beginning or end then so is love. it fills all of his creation. it fills us as well every time we open our hearts and souls to it. don’t shut out love then. don’t live your life in pain. open your heart instead. share your love instead. you will find that the more love you give away, the more love you will have. you will find that the more love you share, the more god’s love will surround you. you will find that when you live your life in love, you will find love everywhere.
divorce is painful-unhappy marriage are wrose.it will be tough enough to make a life with another person if you pick the right person.don't start married life with two strikes against the two of you.you can avoid this irreversible error.try the following tips.
before you marry,think long and hard what marriage means to you .why are you getting married?to eliminate a deficit in your existence (for example,loneliness)or to enjoy life more fully by sharing it with someone else?the latter is a healthier reason.
what explicit expectations do you have for a spouse?are there any behaviors you insist upon?what kind of relationship are you hoping for?discuss the answers to these questions with your future spouse.
over a period of weeks discuss the expectations both of you have for marriage.decide what's really important,resolve any differences,and negotiate to the point where you can willingly buy into cach other's expectations before you tie the knot.
marry based on compatibility,caring ,and common values,slight adjustment in these areas may be possible,but don't hope for ,or expect,major changes.
do you like everything about the way your future spouse has treated you before you decide to get married?if not,remember:it won't get any better after the ceremony.
what do you enjoy more-the things you do for your prospective spouse or the things that he or she does for you?the future looks right for the two of you if you each respond to this question by saying,"the things i do for her(him)."
can you say with confidence that you are looking forward to growing old with this person?
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the unseen power of love
i will greet this day with love in my heart.
for this is the greatest secret of success in all ventures. muscle can split a shield and even destroy life but only the unseen power of love can open the hearts of men and until i master this art i will remain no more than a peddler in the market place. i will make love my greatest weapon and none on whom i call can defend against its force.
my reasoning they may counter; my speech they may distrust; my apparel they may disapprove; my face they may reject; and even my bargains may cause them suspicion; yet my love will melt all hearts liken to the sun whose rays soften the coldest clay.
i will greet this day with love in my heart.
and how will i do this? henceforth will i look on all things with love and i will be born again. i will love the sun for it warms my bones; yet i will love the rain for it cleanses my spirit. i will love the light for it shows me the way; yet i will love the darkness for it shows me the stars. i will welcome happiness for it enlarges my heart; yet i will endure sadness for it opens my soul. i will acknowledge rewards for they are my due; yet i will welcome obstacles for they are my challenge.
i will greet this day with love in my heart.
and how will i speak? i will laud mine enemies and they will become friends; i will encourage my friends and they will become brothers. always will i dig for reasons to applaud; never will i scratch for excuses to gossip. when i am tempted to criticize i will bite on my tongue; when i am moved to praise i will shout from the roofs.
is it not so that birds, the wind, the sea and all nature speaks with the music of praise for their creator? cannot i speak with the same music to his children? henceforth will i remember this secret and it will change my life.
and how will i act? i will love all manner of men for each has qualities to be admired even though they be hidden. with love i will tear down the wall of suspicion and hate which they have built round their hearts and in its place will i build bridges so that my love may enter their souls.
i will love the ambitious for they can inspire me! i will love the failures for they can teach me. i will love the kings for they are but human; i will love the meek for they are divine. i will love the rich for they are yet lonely.
i will love the poor for they are so many. i will love the young for the faith they hold; i will love the old for the wisdom they share. i will love the beautiful for their eyes of sadness; i will love the ugly for their souls of peace.
but how will i react to the actions of others? with love. for just as love is my weapon to open the hearts of men, love is also my shield to repulse the arrows of hate and the spears of anger. adversity and discouragement will beat against my new shield and become as the softest of rains.
and how will i confront each whom i meet? in only one way. in silence and myself i will address him and say “i love you”. though spoken in silence these words will shine in my eyes, unwrinkled my brow, bring a smile to my lips, and echo in my voice; and his heart will be opened.
a carpenter's story
an elderly carpenter was ready to retire. he told his employer-contractor of his plans to leave the house-building business to live a more leisurel life with his wife and enjoy his extended family. he would miss the paycheck each week ,but he wanted to retire. they could get by.
the contractor was sorry to see his good worker go and asked if he could build just one more house as a personal favor. the carpenter said yes,but over time it was easy to see that his heart was not materials. it was an unfortunate way to end a dedicated career.
when the carpenter finished his work ,his employer came to inspect the house. then he handed the front-door key to the carpenter and said,"this is your house. . . my gift to you. "
the carpenter was shocked!
what a shame!if he had only known he was building his own house,he would have done it all so differently.
so it is with us . we build our lives, a day at a time,often putting less than our best into the building. then, with a shock;we realize we have to live in the house we have built. if we could do it over,we would do it much differently.
but, you cannot go back. you are the carpenter,and everyday you hammer a nail,place a board ,or erect a wall,someone once said,"life is a do-it-yourself project. "your attitude and the choices you made today,help build the "house"you will live in tomorrow. therefore,build wisely!
there is a story from many years ago of a primary school teacher. her name was mrs. thompson. and as she stood in front of the 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. like most teachers, she looked her students and said that she loved them all the same.
but that was impossible because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named teddy stoddard.
mrs.thompson had watched teddy the year before and noticed that he didn’t play well with the other children, his clothes were messy and constantly need a bath. and ,teddy could be unpleasant.
it got to the point where mrs. thompson would actually take delight in making his papers witha broud red pen, making bold xs and then putting a “f” at the top of his papers. at the schoolwhere mrs. thompson taught, she was required to relieve each child’s past records and sheput teddy’s off until last.
however, when she relieved his file, she was in a surprise, teddy’s first grade teacher wrote,”teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. he does his work neatly and has good manners…he isa joy to be around.”
his second grade teacher wrote, “teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates. buthe is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle.”
his third grade teacher wrote, “his mother’s death has been hard on him. he tried to do hisbest but his father doesn’t show much interest in him, and his home life will steps aren’t taken.”
teddy’s fourth grade teacher wrote, “teddy is withdrawn and doesn’t show much interest inschool. he doesn’t have many friends and sometimes sleeps in class.”
by now, mrs. thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. she felt evenworse when her students brought her christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful paper and tiedwith pretty ribbons, except for teddy’s. his present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brownpaper that he got from a grocery bag.
mrs.thompson opened it in the middle of the other presents. some of the children started tolaugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottlethat was one-quarter full of perfume. but she stifled the children’s laughter when sheexclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume onher wrist. teddy stayed after school that day just long enough to say, “mrs. thompson, todayyou smelled just like my mom used to.”
after the children left she cried for at least an hour. on the very day, she quit teaching reading,and writing, and arithmetic. instead she began to teach children how to be a man.
mrs.thompson paid particular attention to teddy. as she worked with him, his mind seemed tocome alive. the more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. by the end of the year,teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class.
a year later, she found a note under her door, from teddy, telling her that she was still thebest teacher he ever had in his whole life.
six years later went by before she got another note from teddy. he then wrote that he hadfinished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in hiswhole life.
four years after that, she got another letter, saying that he would soon graduate from collegewith the highest of honors. then four more years past and yet another letter came. this timehe explained that after he got his bachelor’s degree, he decided to go a little further. the letterexplained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. but now his name was alittle longer—the letter was signed, theodore f. stoddard, md.
the story doesn’t end there. you see, there was yet another letter that spring. teddy said he’dmet his girl and was going to be married. he explained that his father had died a couple of yeasago and he was wondering if mrs.thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding thatwas usually reserved for the mother of the groom. of course mrs. thompson did.
at the wedding ceremony,they hugged each other, and dr.stoddard whispered in mrs.thompson’s ear, “thank you mrs.thompson for believing in me, thank you so much for makingme feel important and showing me that i could make a difference.”
mrs.thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. she said, “teddy, you have it all wrong.you were the one who taught me that i could make a difference. i didn’t know how to teachuntil i met you.”
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and perhaps most important is the next thought. while i don't live in a room that's completely mine anymore, and probably won't ever again, i do find comfort in the knowledge that somewhere there's a pink, green, and white bedroom with a brick on the bookshelf, a diary in the underwear drawer, and an air of privacy that belongs strictly to me. it may not be my room as often as i'd like, but it will wait for me, just like i sit and wait for it.
the elements of success i don't believe that there is any one recipe for success. instead, i believe success is the result of a combination of a lot of different factors and not all of them are needed for success. the more factors you have on your side, the more likely you are to succeed, and positive attitude is just one of those factors. here are seven additional factors that are also important. knowledge. a strong body of knowledge about the area in which you wish to succeed is often one of the key building blocks of success. you can build this by pushing yourself, read and try out the foundational materials and push yourself into challenging areas to build your knowledge.
in the past, we thought so innocently that an honest heart always brings back an honest heart.
so we put our hearts on our sleeves for everybody.
but the result is that we got all bruises.
and in the end, we found out that not everybody in this world is worth all of your kindness.
and this has been my life.
i was so naive and kind.
but now i am wearing scars all over me.
this experience has not only hurt me emotionally, but also physically and financially.
and from now on, i will only treat two kinds of people kindly.
the first kind is those who treat me kindly.
the other is those who know how precious i am.
one has only so much love to give. we can't waste any bit of it.
i live for myself.
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i recently started a new job, in a small office, where four of us share a fridge. in that fridge is a brita water filter pitcher. one of my coworkers complained the water tasted "dirty". it went on for a few days, and she was stunned i could drink the water without any trouble. i started to doubt my taste buds, but the water really tasted fine.
finally, she figured out the problem was actually her cup. she simply forgot to clean it, and after awhile started to affect the water inside it. she cleaned her cup, and drank the water with no problem.
i can't help but think about the world we live in. too often we quickly blame other people, other things, anything else but ourselves. "you're racist". "you're intolerant". "you're the problem". the world isn't perfect, i know, but i think we should take a step back sometimes and ask ourselves some tough questions.
can i be better? is my heart really pure? can i help this situation with kindness?
i want to tell you this; please clean your cup. because when you do, the water will taste much better. i promise you this.
seven years ago, my wife and i had to take our five week old daughter off of life support, by far the hardest and most painful decision of our life. our daughter, alle shea, was born with the rare bone disease called osteogenesis imperfecta. at birth alle shea’s skull looked like a cracked egg on the x-rays. she also had multiple fractures in her arms and her ribs, her legs, and her wrist. the day alle was leaving us, we were able to take her outside on the hospital deck and hold her in our arms until she passed away.
7年前，妻子和我给5周大的女儿停止了维持生命的治疗。到目前为止，那是我们生活中最艰难、最痛苦的决定。我们的女儿alle shea出生时就患有罕见的骨骼疾病——成骨不全症。出生时，alle shea的头盖骨在x光片上看起来就像有裂纹的鸡蛋，胳膊、肋骨、腿和手腕多处骨折。alle离开我们的那天，我们用医院担架把她带出了医院，把她抱在怀里直到她去世。
now, we had two choices that day: we could have let the grief over take us, or we could take that grief and turn it into a positive. since that day, my wife and i have worked tirelessly volunteering our time hosting special events, and talking to students and the media about oi. we even contacted hospitals to try to get them on board with our cause - and this is the battle we are still fighting. over the seven years, we have volunteered thousands of hours. february of 2015 we started oi care for you program. we send stuffed animals to children with oi in the hospital for treatment, surgery or home recovering from a break.
那天我们有两个选择：要么被悲伤击倒，要么把伤痛化为动力。从那天起，妻子和我不知疲倦地利用所有时间举办特殊活动，和学生、媒体聊成骨不全症的话题。我们甚至联系医院，想让他们也加入我们，我们现在仍然在为此努力。过去的七年中，我们做了数千小时的志愿活动。2015年二月，我们启动了oi care for you这个项目。我们把毛绒玩具送给在医院治疗、做手术或骨折在家休养的患成骨不全症的孩子们。
each one brings a smile and comfort to a child with osteogenesis imperfecta (oi).
we had oi families come from neighboring cities and towns and thank us for doing what we do and giving them another way to show support for a family member with oi.
she had been shopping with her mom in wal-mart. she must have been 6 years old, this beautiful brown haired, freckle-faced image of innocence. it was pouring outside. the kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth, it has no time to flow down the spout.
we all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the wal-mart. we all waited, some patiently, others irritated, because nature messed up their hurried day. i am always mesmerized by rainfall. i get lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child come pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.
her voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in, “mom, let's run through the rain." she said.
"what?" mom asked.
"let's run through the rain!" she repeated.
"no, honey. we'll wait until it slows down a bit." mom replied.
this young child waited about another minute and repeated: "mom, let's run through the rain."
"we'll get soaked if we do." mom said.
"no, we won't, mom. that's not what you said this morning," the young girl said as she tugged at her mom's arm."
"this morning? when did i say we could run through the rain and not get wet?"
"don't you remember? when you were talking to daddy about his cancer, you said, if god can get us through this, he can get us through anything!"
the entire crowd stopped dead silent. i swear you couldn't hear anything but the rain. we all stood silently. no one came or left in the next few minutes. mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say.
now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. some might even ignore what was said. but this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life. time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith. "honey, you are absolutely right. let's run through the rain. if get wet, well maybe we just needed washing." mom said. then off they ran.
we all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and. they held their shopping bags over their heads just in case. they got soaked. but they were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. and yes, i did. i ran. i got wet. i needed washing.circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. but no one can ever take away your precious memories. so, don't forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories every day!
to everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven. i hope you still take the time to run through the rain.
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