Helping Others

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 A man was driving his car, when he saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road. He saw that she needed help. So he stopped his Pontiac near her Mercedes and got out. 

 He smiled, while he was approaching her, still she was worried, as nobody had stopped for hours. Moreover, he did not look safe, as his appearance was so poor and shabby. He could see, how frightened she was, so he tried to calm her: „ I‘m here to help you, don‘t worry. My name is Bryan Anderson“. 

 The tire was flat, so he had to crawl under the car. While changing the tire, he got dirty and his hands were hurt. 

 When the job was done, she asked how much she owed him for his help. Bryan smiled. He said: „If you really want to pay me back, the next time you see someone, who needs help, give that person the needed assistance. And think of me“.

 A the same evening, the lady stopped by a small cafe. That place looked dingy. Then she saw a waitress, nearly eight months pregnant, wiping her wet hear with a towel. The waitress had a sweet friendly smile, although she had spent on her feet the whole day.

 The lady wondered, how someone, who has so little, can be so kind and giving to a strange. Then she remembered Bryan.

 The lady had finished her meal and paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress went to get change and when she came back, the lady was gone. She left a note on the napkin: „You don‘t own me anything. Somebody once helped me, just like now I‘m helping you. If you really want to pay me back, do not let this chain of love end with you“. The waitress found four more one hundren bills under the napkin.

 That night the waitress came home earlier. She was thinking about the lady and the money she left. She was wondering, how the lady could know, how much she and her husband needed it? Especially now, when the baby will soon arrive. She knew, that her husband worried about that, so she was glad to tell him good news. Then she kissed him and whispered „Now everything will be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson“. 

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Encouragement

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Two men were seriously ill. They occupied the same room in the hospital. One of them lied in the bed near the only window in their room. Every day he was allowed to spend some time sitting up in his bed to help draining the fluid from lungs. The other man was forced to spend all his days flat on his back. 

They talked a lot about their life, families, jobs, vacations. Every time, when the first man was sitting by the window, he described in details all that he see outside the window. His roommate always looked for those moments, when his world was broadened and brightened up by the world outside.

Amazing views of a park with a beautiful lake could be seen from the window of their room. Children delightfully played among ducks and swans. Couples walked arm in arm among colourful flowers. Also the stunning city skyline could be seen.

When the man by the window had been thoroughly describing all that was happenning outside the window, his roommate would close his eyes and imaged all the beautiful scenes of life that were told to him.

One morning the man, whose bed was near the window, had died peacefully in his sleep. His roommate was very sad.

After some time, when the nurse came to visit him, he asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse agreed and kindly made the switch. When she left, the man slowly and painfully propped himself up on one elbow and took the first look at the world outside. He was stunned. The window faced a blank wall. 

When the nurse came to visit him the next time, he told her about beautiful things outside the window that his roommate described him. The nurse replied that his roommate was a blind man. She said: „Probably he just tried to encourage you.“

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A Message

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One day a woman named Louise fell asleep in her bed, and dreamed a very fitful dream. She dreamed that someone in Hell wrote a letter to her, and it was to be delivered to her by a messenger. The messenger passed between the lakes of burning fire and brimstone that occupies Hell, and found his way to the door that would lead him to the outside world. Louise dreamed that the messenger walked to her house, came inside, and gently but firmly woke Louise up. He gave her the message, saying only that a friend had wrote it to her from Hell. Louise, in her dream, with trembling hands took the letter and read:

My Friend,

I stand in Judgment now,
And feel that you're to blame somehow.
On earth, I walked with you day by day,
And never did you point the way.
You knew the Lord in truth and glory,
But never did you tell the story.
My knowledge then was very dim;
You could have led me safe to Him.
Though we lived together on the earth,
You never told me of the second birth,
And now I stand this day condemned,
Because you failed to mention Him.
You taught me many things, that's true,
I called you "friend" and trusted you,
But I learn now that it's too late,
You could have kept me from this fate.
We walked by day and talked by night,
And yet you showed me not the Light.
You let me live, and love, and die,
You knew I'd never live on high.
Yes, I called you a "friend" in life,
And trusted you through joy and strife.
And yet on coming to the end,
I cannot, now, call you "My Friend."

Marsha..


After reading the letter, Louise awoke. The dream was still so real in her mind and sweat dropped from her body in pools. She swore she could still smell the acrid smell of brimstone and smoke from her room. As she contemplated the meaning of her dream, she realized that as a Christian, she has failed in her duty to "go out to all the world and preach the gospel." As she thought of that, she promised herself that the next day, she would call Marsha and invite her to church with her.

The next morning she called Marsha and this was the conversation:

Yes, Bill, Is Marsha there? 
Louise, you don't know?
No, Bill, know what?
Marsha WAS KILLED LAST NIGHT IN A CAR ACCIDENT. I thought you had known.

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A Pound Of Butter

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There was a farmer who sold a pound of butter to the baker. One day the baker decided to weigh the butter to see if he was getting a pound and he found that he was not. This angered him and he took the farmer to court. The judge asked the farmer if he was using any measure. The farmer replied, amour Honor, I am primitive. I don't have a proper measure, but I do have a scale." The judge asked, "Then

how do you weigh the butter?" The farmer replied "Your Honor, long before the baker started buying butter from me, I have been buying a pound loaf of bread from him. Every day when the baker brings the bread, I put it on the scale and give him the same weight in butter. If anyone is to be blamed, it is the baker."


What is the moral of the story? We get back in life what we give to others. Whenever you take an action, ask yourself this question: Am I giving fair value for the wages or money I hope to make? Honesty and dishonesty become a habit. Some people practice dishonesty and can lie with a straight face. Others lie so much that they don't even know what the truth is anymore. But who are they deceiving. ??  Themselves

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An Elephant Rope

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As a man was passing the elephants, he suddenly stopped, confused by the fact that these huge creatures were being held by only a small rope tied to their front leg. No chains, no cages. It was obvious that the elephants could, at anytime, break away from their bonds but for some reason, they did not.

He saw a trainer nearby and asked why these animals just stood there and made no attempt to get away. “Well,” trainer said, “when they are very young and much smaller we use the same size rope to tie them and, at that age, it’s enough to hold them. As they grow up, they are conditioned to believe they cannot break away. They believe the rope can still hold them, so they never try to break free.”

The man was amazed. These animals could at any time break free from their bonds but because they believed they couldn’t, they were stuck right where they were.

Like the elephants, how many of us go through life hanging onto a belief that we cannot do something, simply because we failed at it once before?

Failure is part of learning; we should never give up the struggle in life.

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Everyone Has A Story

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A 24 year old boy seeing out from the train’s window shouted…
“Dad, look the trees are going behind!”
Dad smiled and a young couple sitting nearby, looked at the 24 year old’s childish behavior with pity,
suddenly he again exclaimed…
“Dad, look the clouds are running with us!”

The couple couldn’t resist and said to the old man…
“Why don’t you take your son to a good doctor?”
The old man smiled and said…
“I did and we are just coming from the hospital, my son was blind from birth, he just got his eyes today.

Moral:
Every single person on the planet has a story. Don’t judge people before you truly know them. The truth might surprise you.

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A Blind Love

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There was a blind girl who was filled with animosity and despised the world. She didn't have many friends, just a boyfriend who loved her deeply, like no one else. She always used to say that she'd marry him if she could see him. Suddenly, one day someone donated her a pair of eyes.


And that's when she finally saw her boyfriend. She was astonished to see that her boyfriend was blind. He told her, "You can see me now, can we get married?"


She replied, "And do what? We'd never be happy. I have my eye sight now, but you're still blind. It won't work out, I'm sorry."


With a tear in his eye and a smile on his face, he meekly said, "I understand. I just want you to always be happy. Take care of yourself, and my eyes."

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Love What You Have

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There was a 8 year old girl, One day while returning from school with her mum,she saw a wonderful barbie doll,on the shelf of a toy shop. The barbie was designed and packed perfectly. She insisted her mum to buy it, but her mum was having a cash crunch and 50 dollar for the doll was bit to much to afford as her husband was separated and had and all she was using was her savings to live their life.

Now each day after her school while coming back with her mum the girl cried for that toy and all her mum cud say was next month. Days passed this continued, mum got fed up and slapped her daughter for the first time to forget about that toy,and she get a better one (obviously low cost),but the kid was very stubborn, she wanted that only.

Finally it was month of winter when her mum found a job which she had to do at home on her spare time at night after making her daughter sleep,the job was to stitch cloth.Finally she cud have extra money,now she was bit relaxed.It was Monday morning,when like every school off she went to bring her daughter,but this time she didn’t went alone,she bought the barbie toy for her.The kid was glad to see that,hugged her mum.she was in joy.

Each day the kid played with her doll,playing with it,making the barbie bath,comb hair,making her put fancy dress(which she got with d toy). Days passed,now she a year older,now the barbie did not kept so much importance,while playing,she snatched d hair,broke her 1 hand,etc. after all she got bored with that,after all the barbie lost importance.

Finally days passed,the kid grew up,she was in married and in her thirties,and come to visit her old mum.after lunch her mum to her to her room where she grew up,she was cherishing old times with her mum,suddenly she noticed,her old toy box,as she opened she saw and took out a barbie,the doll without one hand,hair was torn off,and bit damaged.Looking at that her mum flashed back d story that how she managed to buy that,now the girl was more matured and made her feel d importance of that doll again,she was into tears,that half broken n damaged doll was so precious now,she thought how cud she do dis with that doll,for which she cried everyday,and for which mum had to pay her hard earned money,she hoped that if her doll was in perfect shape she cud even gifted 2 her kid,after all it was her memories,now was now very precious.

She took the doll along with her,and kept it in her house,after she kept that in her shelf,what she realized was that how we human being are so immature,what we want we want and we get, we forget its importance,and when we finally lose it,we r d one who suffer for it.


Moral of the Story -close your eyes,take a sec,and realize,maybe u forgetting  someone importance just because u got or have that. So it never late,love what you have got and never let d importance go,because someday it is you who will realize how much you have cried to get it and at last suffer for your mistake for losing it.

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