Friday, February 09, 2007

Now That's GOD !!!

Post 136 - - - - - Friday, 9 th February, 2007.

Hi Folks ~~ I hope all is well with you and life is good. Sorry about all my complaints last night, and eventually everything will get fixed I hope. Thank you all for your kind words and encouragement. When I read and hear of the real tradegies in this world, my little problems fade into insignifance. Now to find something to post - - - -

Another nice story sent to me by my friend Linda. Many thanks, Linda.

It was one of the hottest days of the dry season. We had not seen rain in almost a month. The crops were dying. Cows had stopped giving milk. The creeks and streams were long gone back into the earth. It was a dry season that would bankrupt
several farmers before it was through.

Every day, my husband and his brothers would go about the arduous process of trying to get water to the fields. Lately this process had involved taking a truck to the local water rendering plant and filling it up with water. But severe rationing had cut everyone off.

If we didn't get rain soon . . . we would lose everything. It was on this day that I
learned the true lesson of sharing and witnessed the only miracle I have seen with my own eyes. I was in the kitchen making lunch for my husband and his brothers, when I saw my six year old son, Billy, walking towards the woods.

He wasn't walking with the usual carefree abandon of youth, but with a serious
purpose. I could only see his back. He was obviously walking with a great effort . . .
trying to be as still as possible. Minutes after he disappeared into the woods, he came running out again, toward the house.

I went back to making sandwiches; thinking whatever task he had been doing was completed. Moments later, however, he was once again walking in that slow purposeful stride towards the woods. This activity went on for an hour; carefully to the woods, running back to the house.

Finally I couldn't take it any longer and I crept out of the house and followed him on his journey (being very careful not to be he was obviously doing important
work and didn't need his Mommy checking up on him). He was cupping both hands in front of him as he walked, being very careful not to spill the water he held in them
... maybe two or three tablespoons were held in his small hands.

I sneaked close as he went into the woods. Branches and thorns slapped his little face, but he did not try to avoid them. He had a much higher purpose. As I leaned
in to spy on him, I saw the most amazing sight.

Several large deer loomed in front of him. Billy walked right up to them. I almost
screamed for him to get away. A huge buck with elaborate antlers was dangerously
close. But the buck did not threaten him . . . he didn't move as Billy knelt down.
I saw a tiny fawn lying on the ground; obviously suffering from dehydration and
heat exhaustion, lift it's head with great effort to lap up the water cupped in my
beautiful boy's hands. When the water was gone, Billy jumped up to run back to the
house and I hid behind a tree.

I followed him back to the house to a spigot to which we had shut off the water. Billy opened it all the way up and a small trickle began to creep out. He knelt there, letting
the drip, drip slowly fill up his makeshift "cup," as the sun beat down on his little back. And it came clear to me : The trouble he had gotten into for playing with the hose the week before. The lecture he had received about the importance of not
wasting water was the reason he didn't ask me to help him.

When he stood up and began the trek back, I was there in front of him.
His little eyes filled with tears. "I'm not wasting," was all he said. As he began his walk, I joined him . . . with a small pot of water from the kitchen. I let him tend the fawn. I stayed away. It was his job. I stood on the edge of the woods watching the
most beautiful heart I have ever known working so hard to save another life.

As the tears that rolled down my face began to hit the ground, other drops . . . and
more drops . . . and more suddenly joined them. I looked up at the sky. It was as if God, himself, was weeping with pride.

Some will probably say that this was all just a coincidence. Those miracles don't really exist.. That it was bound to rain sometime. And I can't argue with that . . .I'm
not going to try. All I can say is that rain that came that day saved our farm . . . just
like the actions of one little boy saved another.

I don't know if anyone will read this . . . but I had to send it out. To honour the memory of my beautiful Billy, who was taken frm me much too soon . . . But not
before showing me the true face of God, in a little sunburned body.

~~That's God ~~ Have you ever been just sitting there and all of a sudden you feel
like doing something nice for someone you care for "
That's God. He speaks to you through the Holy Spirit.

Have you ever been down and out and nobody seems to be around for you to talk to?
That's God ! He wants you to speak to Him.

Have you ever been thinking about somebody that you haven't seen in a long time
and then next thing you know, you see them or receive a phone call from them?
That's God ! There's no such thing as coincidence.

Have you ever received something wonderful that you didn't even ask for, like money in the mail, a debt that had mysteriously been cleared, or a coupon to a department
store where you had just seen something you wanted, but couldn't afford.
That's God! He knows the desires of your heart. . .

Have you ever been in a situation and you had no clue how it is gong to get better,
but now you look back on it?
That's God! He passes us through tribulation to see a brighter day.

Do you think this story was accidently sent to you? Nope !

Please pass this along and share the Power of God.
In all that we do, we need to totally give Him thanks and
our blessings will continue to multiply.

Don't tell God how big your storm is,
Tell the storm how big your God is !!

Have a blessed day -- - - God loves you !!
The wedding Crasher.
As he came down the aisle, he would take 2 steps, stop, and turn to the crowd, he
would put his hands up like claws and roar loudly.

So it went, step, step, ROAR, step, step, ROAR all the way down the aisle.

As you can imagine, the crowd was near tears from laughing so hard by the time he
reached the front. The little boy was getting more and more distressed from all the
laughing, and was near tears himself by the time he reached the pulpit.

When asked what he was doing, the child sniffed and said, " I was being the
Ring Bear."

It's a sunny morning in the Big Forest and the Bear family is just waking up.
Baby Bear goes downstairs and sits in his small chair at the table.

He looks into his small bowl. It is empty! "Who's been eating my porridge?" he
sqeaks. Daddy Bear arrives at the table and sits in his big chair. He looks into his
big bowl. It is empty !! Who's been eating my porridge?" he roars.

Mommy Bear points her finger through the door from the kitchen and yells, "For
Pete's sake, how many times do we have to go through this? It was Mommy Bear
who got up first. It was Mommy Bear who woke everybody else in the house up.

It was Mommy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and put everything away. It was Mommy Bear who went out in the cold early morning air
to fetch the newspaper. It was Mommy Bear who set the table.

It was Mommy Bear who put the cat out, cleaned the litter box and filled the cat's
water and food dish. And now that you've decided to come downstairs and grace
me with your presence . . . .listen good because I'm only going to say this one more time . . . I haven't made the stupid porridge yet !!

Two lawyers entered the diner and ordered a couple of drinks. Then they took
sandwiches frm their brief-cases and began to eat.

Seeing this, the angry owner went over to them and said, "Excuse me, but you
cannot eat your own sandwiches in here.

Shrugging their shoulders, the lawyers exchanged their sandwiches.

An 87 year old man went to the doctor to get a physical.
A few days later, the doctor saw the man walking down the street with a gorgeous young lady on his arm.

A couple of days later, when the old man had an appointment with the doctor again.
His doctor said, " You're really doing great, aren't you?"

The man replied, "Just doing what you said doctor. " Get a hot mama and be cheerful."

The doctor said, "I didn't say that . . I said you have a heart murmer. Be careful !!"

Enough for tonight, my friends. Enjoy the weekend. Cheers, Merle.

Post 136 - - - - - - Friday, 9 th February, 2007.


Peter said...

Hi Merle, nice story about the little boy carrying water to the fawn.

JunieRose2005 said...


That story had me crying. it was so beautiful-and one I had not read before!

Thanks also for mentioning me in your last post. I liked the story of the dog and cat and thought you might want to use it.

Take care,


Mountain Mama said...

"Don't tell God how big your storm is,
Tell the storm how big your God is !!"
I love this!! Now if I can just remember to USE it!
I love the one about the three bears too. I saw some of the others before but they are always good for a second go-around.
Blessings Merle.

Raggedy said...

I am three post lucky today!
I don't know how I get behind reading you.
I am sorry to hear of your troubles.
I hope things are better now.
All 3 posts were fantastic!
Thank you! You are an inspiration to me.
Huge hugs
Take care my dear freind,

ChrisB said...

Touching story and your jokes are so entertaining loved the three bears and the doc.

Peter said...

Hi there, I’ve been relying on using Bloglines to do my daily rounds of the blogroll for a while now, it’s a very time saving method but it feels a bit impersonal at times, so it’s a hot day, I’m gonna sit here and visit with everyone, It won’t feel any different to you but know that I chose to visit today instead of just answering an electronic reminder.
Have a good day.
You get two comments today whether that's good or bad I'll leave up to you.

PEA said...

Dearest Merle...I've just caught up on your last couple of posts and I'm sorry to hear you were having so many problems posting. I know how frustrating it can be when you get it all typed up and then it just disappears! I've made sure I always "copy and save" now before I even hit the publish button in case it all disappears. i so enjoyed the "That's God..." story, such a very touching story. Everythnig else was fun to read as usual and made me laugh:-) Have a wonderful weekend dear friend! Hugs xoxo

Lee said...

Lovely story, Merle....have a great weekend...take care. :)

momto3cubs said...

Hi Merle,

I've been busy with my schoolwork lately, but just had to stop by and say hello and see how you are doing!

Take care,

Kila at momto3cubs

Margaret said...

Dear Merle very enjoyable and thought provoking read, trust the lawyers to bend the law to suit themnselves.
Love Margaret

Carolanne said...

That's a lovely story about the little boy sharing his water!
I also liked the one of the Bear family.

Jeanette said...

Dear Merle . You had every right to complain with so much going wrong. Oh we did cause a stir with the foot /hand,Hehehe,
Loved your stories tonight laughed at the little boy ring bear. great jokes. Take care,keep happy (((HUGS)). Jan

Leann said...

love the one about the little boy and the deer.its so true.good to always ome here a find a lift for my soul with giggles from my make my day.God bless you Merle have a geart day.