Sunday, July 08, 2007

The Pearl Necklace.

Post 252 - - - - Sunday, 8th July, 2007.

Hi Everyone ~~ I hope you have all had a great weekend and that
the weather has been nice for you. It was a brighter day here today
with sunshine after a week of rain. My granddaughter Bec arrives
tomorrow which will be terrific, so hope we get some nice days.

Today, my son John removed my washing machine, which was
leaking a little and started making some strange noises. So he and
I went to buy a new one, which he installed for me. Terrific John,
thanks. I may never be able to use it as it has lights and beeps that
the old one didn't have!! Have even been reading the instructions.

Blogger will not open the Add image AGAIN. Is there another way?
Just when I started to enjoy posting pictures. Will keep trying !!

I have found a story called "The Pearl Necklace" which is rather
nice and I hope you enjoy. Author Unknown.

The cheerful girl with bouny golden curls was almost five. Waiting
with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them" a circle of
glistening white pearls in a pink foil box. "Oh please, Mommy. Can
I have them? Please Mommy, please !"

Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then
looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's face.

"A dollar ninety-five. That's almost $2.00. If you really want them,
I'll think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save
enough money to buy them for yourself. Your birthday's only a week
away and you might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma."

As soon as Jenny got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted
out 17 pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores
and she went to the neighbor and asked Mrs. McJames if she could
pick dandelions for ten cents.

On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill and at
last she had enough money to buy the necklace.

Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up.
She wore them everywhere -- Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed.
The only time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a
bubble bath. Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green.

Jenny had a very loving Daddy and every night when she was ready for
bed, he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her
a story. One night, when he had finished the story, he asked Jenny, "Do
you love me?" "Oh yes, Daddy. You know I love you."

"Then give me your pearls."

"Oh, Daddy, not my pearls
. You can have Princess-- the white horse from
my collection. The one with the pink tail. Remember Daddy? The one
you gave me. She's my favorite."

"That's Okay, Honey. Daddy loves you. Good night." And he brushed her
cheek with a kiss.

About a week later, after the story time, Jenny's Daddy asked again, "Do
you love me?" "Daddy, you know I love you."
"Then give me your pearls."

"Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby-doll. The brand new
one I got for my birthday. She is so beautiful and you can have the yellow
blanket that matches her sleeper."

"That's Okay. Sleep well. God bless you, little one. Daddy loves you." And
as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.

A few nights later when her Daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her bed
with her legs crossed Indian style. As he came close, he noticed her chin
was trembling and one silent tear rolled down her cheek.

"What is it, Jenny ? What's the matter ?"

Jenny didn't say anything but lifted her little hand up to her Daddy.
And when she opened it up, there was her little pearl necklace.
With a little quiver, she finally said, "Here Daddy. It's for you."

With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's kind Daddy reached
out with one hand to take the dime-store necklace, and with the
other hand he reached into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet
case with a strand of genuine pearls and gave them to Jenny. He
had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the
dime-store stuff, so he could give her genuine treasure.

So like our heavenly Father, What are you hanging on to ?

A man who had died was waiting at heaven's gate to enter the
kingdom of God. He had lived a perfect life and had a clear
idea in his mind what heaven would be like. He had foregone
all the earthly pleasures and just knew his rewards were going
to be great. He had gone over repeatedly in his mind how much
fun he was going to have in heaven.

As he was waiting, he saw a cloud pass by. As it got closer, he saw
people on the cloud having a great time. They were singing and
dancing, and having great fun. They were dining on exquisite food,
wearing the best clothes, and drinking the best wines. Laughter and
merriment echoed through the sky. Yes, that was what he expected
it would be like.

His escort arrived at the gate and told the man that he had lived a
good life and he was now going to take him to his new home. The
man said, "If it's all the same to you, I would like to live on that cloud!"
The escort told him it was not possible and what awaited him was far
greater anyway. However, the man persisted so the escort asked him
to wait while he went to talk to the "Boss". Upon returning, the escort
stated that the "Boss" had always allowed people to choose but made
it clear that he would be much happier in his intended home. The man
replied, "I have often thought about what heaven would be like and
forgone the pleasures on earth to get my reward here, so if it;s all the
same to you, I want to live on that cloud." The escort sighed, and then
granted his wish.

In an instant, the man was standing in the hottest, smelliest, and most
disgusting place he had ever seen in his whole life. The strange noises
were blood curdling and the whole place was chaos. He was in Hell.

An escort arrived to take him to his job. "Job ?" the man replied.
"Yes, we work hard down here," said the escort. "There must be some
mistake; the place I requested was a nice cloud with people singing and
dancing and having the best time of their life." The escort looked
puzzled at first and then started laughing hysterically. The man asked
why the escort was laughing so hard. The escort replied, "You new
people are so funny - you think you can show up here and get an
assignment in the advertising department ! You think you can get a
promotion like that right away!!"
Letter to Mom.

A mother enters her daughter's bedroom and sees a letter on the
bed.With the worst premonition, she reads it with trembling hands.

Dear Mom, It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm telling you
that I have eloped with my new boyfriend.

I'll admit I guess I was attracted to him for all the wrong reasons,
with all his piercings, tattoos and his big motorcycle.

I know what we have together is true love, real passion and he is
so nice to me.

But not only that Mom, I'm pregnant and Ahmed said we will be
very happy in his trailer in the woods.

He wants to have many more children with me and that's one of my

I've learned that marijuana doesn't hurt anyone and we'll be growing
it for us and his friends, who are providing us with all the cocaine
and ecstasies we may want.

In the meantime we will pray for the scientists tofind the AIDS cure,
for Ahmed to get better, he deserves it.

Don't worry Mom, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care
of myself. Just please try to be happy for me.

Some day we'll visit so you can get to know your grandchildren, I

Your daughter, Judith.

PS. Mom, none of the above is true. I'm at a neighbor's house. I just
wanted to show you that there are worse things in life than the report
card that's in my desk drawer. . . .
I love you !!

Congratulating a friend after her son and daughter got married
within a month of each other, a woman asked "What sort of boy
did your daughter marry?"

"Oh he's wonderful," gushed the mother. :He lets her sleep late,
wants her to go to the beauty parlor regularly, and insists on
taking her out to dinner every night."

"That's nice, " said the woman. "What about your son ?"

"I'm not so happy about that," the mother replied. "His wife
sleeps late, spends all her time in the beauty parlor, and makes
them eat take-out meals."

"What am I supposed to do?" a young man looking to get married,
asked his friend. "Every woman I bring home, my mother doesn't

"Oh that's easy," his pal replied. "All you have to do is find someone
who is just like your mother."

"I did that already," he said, "and that one my father didn't like."

A woman answered the phone to hear a repentant voice. "I'm
sorry darling," he said. "I have thought things over and you can
have the Rolls Royce for a wedding present, we will move to the
Gold Coast, and your mother can stay with us. Now, will you
marry me?"

"Of course I will," she said. "And who is this speaking?"

The only way to keep your health is eat what you don't want,
drink what you don't like, and do what you'd druther not.
- - - Mark Twain.

So many people spend their health gaining wealth, and then
have to spend their wealth to regain their health.
- - - A. J. Reb Materi.

If it weren't for the fact that the TV and the refrigerator are
so far apart, some of us wouldn't get any exercise at all.
- - - Joey Adams.

The first step in solving a problem is to tell someone
about it. - - - John Peter Flynn.

Time to call it a day, folks. Stay happy and as well as is
possible. Love and best wishes, Merle.

Post 252 - - - - Sunday, 8th July, 2007.


Granny said...

If you get Picasa2 (part of Google), it's easier (when it works). All you have to do is click on the photo and then click on "blog". Sends it direct.

Problem is I've never figured out how to do more than one to a post so I stopped using it.

audrey` said...

Hi Merle
"The Pearl Necklace" is so touching.
Take care, my friend =)