Sunday, March 18, 2007

The Letter.

Post 168 - - - - - - Sunday, 18 th March, 2007.

Hi Folks ~~ I hope all is well with you and you are enjoying your weekend. I am OK Pleased my footy team won, relieved to hear from Peter that he has got back to Vicki's place in South Australia, with the Nullabor just a memory for this trip. Even after his little extra trip, he should be here in a day or so. I have some meals cooked and in the freezer, so I don't have to do that while he is here. More time to talk etc.

The story I have today is called "The Letter." Hope you enjoy it.

Ruth went to her mail box and there was only one letter. She picked it up and looked
at it before opening, but then she looked at the envelope again. There was no stamp, no postmark, only her name and address. She read the letter:

Dear Ruth,
I'm going to be in the neighborhood Saturday afternoon and I'd like to stop by for a visit.
Love Always, Jesus.

Her hands were shaking as she placed the letter on the table. "Why would the Lord
want to visit me? I'm nobody special. I don't have anything to offer."

With that thought, Ruth remembered her empty kitchen cabinets. "Oh my goodness,
I really don't have anything to offer. I'll have to run down to the store and buy something for dinner." She reached for her purse and counted out it's contents.
Five dollars and forty cents.

"Well, I can get some bread and cold cuts, at least." She threw on her coat and
hurried out the door. A loaf of french bread, a half pound of sliced turkey, and a
carton of milk. . . .leaving Ruth with the grand total of twelve cents to last her until
Monday. None-the-less she felt good as she headed home, her meager offerings tucked under her arm.

"Hey, lady, can you help us, lady?" Ruth had been so absorbed in her dinner plans, she hadn't even noticed two figures huddled in the alleyway. A man and woman both of them dressed in little more than rags.

"Look lady, I ain't got a job, ya know, and my wife and I have been living out here on the street, and, well, now it's getting cold and we're getting kinda hungry and well, if you could help us, lady, we'd really appreciate it.
Ruth looked at them both. They were dirty, they smelled bad and, frankly, she was
certain that they could get some kind of work if they really wanted to.

"Sir, I'd like to help you, but I'm a poor woman myself. All I have is a few cold cuts
and some bread, and I'm having an important guest for dinner tonight and I was planning on serving that to Him."
"Yeah, well, okay lady, I understand. Thanks anyway." The man put his arm around
the woman's shoulders, turned and headed back into the alley.

As she watched them leave, Ruth felt a familiar twinge in her heart. "Sir, wait!" The couple stopped and turned as she ran down the alley after them. "Look, why don't
you take this food. I'll figure out something else to feed my guest." She handed the man her grocery bag. "Thank you lady. Thank you very much !"

"Yes, thank you !" said the man's wife, and Ruth could see now that she was shivering. "You know, I've got another coat at home. Here, why don't you take this one." Ruth unbuttoned her jacket and slipped it over the woman's shoulders.

Then, smiling, she turned and walked back to the street .. . . without her coat and with nothing to serve her guest. "Thank you lady! Thank you very much!"

Ruth was chilled by the time she reached her front door, and worried too . . . the Lord
was coming to visit and she didn't have anything to offer Him. She fumbled through
her purse for her door key. But as she did, she noticed another envelope in her mailbox. "That's odd . . . the mailman doesn't usually come twice in one day."
She took the envelope out of the mailbox and opened it.

Dear Ruth,
It was so good to see you again. . . . thank you for the lovely meal. . . . and thank you
also for the beautiful coat.

Love Always, Jesus.

The air was still cold, but even without her coat, Ruth no longer noticed.

Everybody, Somebody, Anybody, and Nobody.
This is the story about four people: Everybody, Somebody, Anybody and Nobody.
There was this important job to be done and everybody was asked to do it.
Everybody was sure that somebody would do it.

Anybody could have done it, but nobody did it. Somebody got angry about that
because it was everybody's job. Everybody thought that anybody could do it, but
nobody realized that everybody wouldn't do it.

It ended up that everybody blamed somebody when actually nobody asked anybody.

A riddle - - - One day two men walked into a bar. Both were exactly alike, a clone you could say. They both sat down for the bartender to fix them a drink. The first man
sat down and waited for the bartender to fix his drink. When it was given to him, he
drank it very fast, left and had a happ life.

The next man sat down, waited on the bartender to fix his drink. When the drink was given to him e drank it very slowly, and died right there on the spot. Why did the first man live and the second man die?

Answer ' The bartender placed poison in both of the drinks. The trick is, the poison
was in the ice. So, the first man drank the drink so fast that the ice didn't melt, so the poison didn't get to him. The second man drank the drink way too slowly, so the ice had time to melt out into the drink. The poison got into his drink and he died !!

Why Men are Happier People.
What do you expect from such simple creatures?
Your last name stays put.

The garage is all yours.
Wedding plans take care of themselves.
Chocolate is just another snack.
You can be president.
You can never be pregnant.
You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park.
You can wear NO T-shirt to a water park.
Car mechanics tell you the truth.
The world is your urinal.
You never have to drive to another gas station restroom, because this one is just
too icky.
You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.
Same work, more pay.
Wrinkles add character.
Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental - - $100.
People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.
The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected.
New shoes don't cut, blister or mangle your feet.
One-mood all the time.
Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.
You know stuff about tanks.
A 5 day vacation requires only 1 suitcase. a 2 week vacation requires only 1 suitcase.
You can open all your jars.
You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.
If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.
Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack.
Three pair of shoes are more than enough, and last for years.
You almost never have strap problems in public.
You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.
Everything on your face stays it's original color.
The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.
You only have to shave your face and neck.
You can play with toys all your life.
Your belly usually hides your big hips.
One wallet and one pair of shoes, and one color for all seasons, seems to work fine.
You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look.
You can "Do" your nails with a pocketknife.
You have freedom of choice concerning growing a Moustache.
You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on 24th December in 25 minutes.

Success is getting what you want. Happiness is liking what you get.
- - - - H. Jackson Brown.

Prayer is when you talk to God, meditation is when you listen to God- - - -
- - - - Quoted by Diana Robinson.

A lot of what passes for depression these days is nothing more than a body saying
it needs work. - - - - Geoffrey Norman.

What I'm looking for is a blessing that's not in disguise. - - -Kitty O'Neill Collins.

Instead of giving a politician the keys to the city, it might be better to change the
locks. - - - Doug. Larson.

Bye for now my friends, enjoy yor lives and tell someone you love them.
Cheers, Merle.

Post 168 - - - - - - Sunday, 18 th March, 2007.


Granny said...

One of my favorite Bible passages ends with "inasmuch as ye have done it unto the least of these My brethren, ye have done it unto Me".

Your story was that passage brought to life.

Raggedy said...

G'day Merle,
Good Post!
Enjoy your vist with Peter.
Take care,
Huggles and Love,

Tammy said...

I need to do more "meditation"...sigh!

Susie said...

Hi Merle,
Loved "The Letter". It carries a wonderful message for all of us..
love and ((hugs))

Jim said...

Hi Merle -- That was a fine story. Enjoy your visit with Peter.
Oh yes, it took several clever men to get us where we are. Like the list, I hadn't realized all the benefits we have. :)

RUTH said...

Hi Merle; it's Mothering Sunday you have one in Australia?

Mountain Mama said...

The one about why men are happier is good. I have never thought about all those reasons before.
You were smart to put meals in the freezer. I hope your visit with Peter is great.
Blessings, Merle

audrey` said...

Hi Merle

Congrats! Your footy team won =D
I'm so happy with you.

Do have a very fabulous time with Peter =)

Take care, my friend.

mreddie said...

Hope you have a great visit with your bro. It is great to have the meals not only planned, but cooked as well. ec

Lee said...

Ha! Carlton did the deed! ;)

You must be getting excited about seeing Peter, Merle. I hope you both have a wonderful time during his time with you.

Meow said...

Hi Merle, great post as usual ... you sure do find some great stuff.
Guess you are looking forward to Peter's visit ... say g'day from me, please ! How long will he be staying ??
Have a great week.
Take care, Meow

Jeanette said...

Dear Merle.
I guess Peter wont be too far away now, have a great time together.
Great post loved the letter and jokes and quotes. Take care, Hugs