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An Apple Tree: Parent’s Love

A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree.

A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow… He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him. Time went by… the little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree everyday.
One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad. “Come and play with me,” the tree asked the boy. I am no longer a kid, I don’t play around trees any more.” The boy replied, “I want toys. I need money to buy them.” Sorry, but I don’t have money… but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money.” The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily. The boy never came back after he picked that apples. The tree was sad.

One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. “Come and play with me” the tree said. “I don’t have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?” “Sorry, but I don’t have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house.” So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.

One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. “Come and play with me!” the tree said. I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?” “Use my truck to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy.” So the boy cut the tree truck to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.

Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. “Sorry, my boy. But I don’t have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you… “the tree said.
“I don’t have teeth to bite” the boy replied. “No more truck for you to climb on” “I am too old for that now” the boy said. “I really can’t give you anything … the only thingleft is my dying roots” the tree said with tears. “I don’t need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years.” The boy replied. “Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, Come sit down with me and rest.”

The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears…….

This is a story of everyone. The tree is our parent. When we were young, we loved to play with Mom and Dad…

When we grown up, we left them… only came to them when we need something or when we are in trouble.No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could to make you happy.

You may think the boy is cruel to the tree but that’s how all of us are treating our parent.

Please enlighten all you friend by forward this to them. And love your parent.

Author unknown

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Special Delivery: Angel of Mercy

Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the Surgeon come out of the operating room, saying: “How is my little boy? Is he going to be O.K.? When can I see him?”
The surgeon responded, “I’m sorry, we did all we could.” Sally said, “Why do little children get cancer, doesn’t GOD care any more? GOD, where were you when my son needed you?”
The surgeon softly told her, “One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes to let you spend time with your son’s remains before it’s transported to the university”.
Sally asked that the nurse stay with her while she said good-bye to her son. As she ran her fingers through his thick red curly hair, the nurse said, “Would you like a lock of his hair?”
Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of his hair and put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally.
She gazed at her son’s body as she spoke to the nurse. 
“It was Jimmy’s idea to give his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else, and that is what he wanted. I said, no at first, but Jimmy said, ‘Mom I won’t be using it after I die, maybe it will help some other little boy to be able to spend one more day with his mother’. My Jimmy had a heart of gold, always thinking of someone else and always wanting to help others if he could”.
 
Sally walked out of the Children’s Hospital for the last time now after spending most of the last 6 months there. She sat the bag with Jimmy’s things in it on the seat beside of her in the car. The drive home was hard and it was even harder to go into an empty house. She took the bag to Jimmy’s room and started placing the model cars and things back in his room exactly where he always kept them. She lay down across his bed and cried herself to sleep holding his pillow. Sally woke up about midnight and lying beside her on the bed, was a letter folded up.
She opened the letter, it said:
Dear Mom,
I know you’re going to miss me, but don’t think that I will ever forget you or stop loving you because I’m not around to say I LOVE YOU. I’ll think of you every day mom and I’ll love you even more each day. Some day we will see each other again. If you want to adopt a little boy so you won’t be so lonely, he can have my room and my old stuff to play with. If you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn’t like the same things as us boys do, so you will have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like.
Don’t be sad when you think about me, this is really a great place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything here.
The Angels are so friendly, and I love to watch them fly. Jesus doesn’t look like any of the pictures I saw of Him, but I knew it was Him as soon as I saw Him. Jesus took me to see GOD! And guess what mom? I got to sit on GOD’S knee and talk to Him like I was somebody important. I told GOD that I wanted to write you a letter and tell you good-bye and everything, but I knew that wasn’t allowed. God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter with. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel that is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him about… “Where was He when I needed him?”
God said, “The same place He was when Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children.” Oh, by the way Mom, nobody else can see what is written on this paper but you. To everyone else, it looks like a blank piece of paper.
I have to give God His pen back now, He has some more names to write in the Book Of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I’m sure the food will be great. I almost forgot to let you know – now I don’t hurt anymore, the cancer is all gone. I’m glad because I couldn’t stand that pain anymore and God couldn’t stand to see me suffer the pain either, so He sent The Angel of Mercy to get me. The Angel said I was Special Delivery!
 
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Love Life#24

Love Life#24

We need to accept others in our life,

but it’s more important that we need to accept ourself for who we are.

The reason is, if we cannot accept our own self, then how can we accept others?

No one will truly know how to love others if the person don’t know how to love him/herself first.

The question is, why some of us don’t love or accept our own self?

Family background and attitude of a person play a vital role in answering the question above.

A child raised up from a broken family or a family without love and care, then the child probably will have problem in loving him/herself and others as well when he/she grown up.

An attitude of never satisfy and fear of losing anything will also push a person to not to love the things he/she is having now, and end up he/she loses everything, including their own self.

Hence, what are the solutions?

Since we can’t choose our family background, but we can choose our friends and attitude.

Try to make friend with those who are loving,caring and accepting you, and church would be a best place to go. We need to receive love continually in order to recover from past hurting. During the process, we will learn to accept ourself and start to learn to love others as well.

The same for those who are fear of losing anything, the reason why they fear is because they are insecure. They also need love, care and acceptance from friends in order to recover.

Let’s care, love and accept ourselves first, then we can only do the same way to others. And eventually the world will be a better place to live.

Let’s Live Life and Love Life together. Cheers!

Pencil and Eraser: Parents and Children?

Pencil: I’m sorry

Eraser: For what? You didn’t do anything wrong.

Pencil: I’m sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you’re always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.

Eraser: That’s true. But I don’t really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I’ll be gone and you’ll replace me with a new one, I’m actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.

I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very inspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are the pencil. They’re always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way, they get hurt, and become smaller / older, and eventually pass on. Though their children will eventually find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do for their children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying, or sad. All my life, I’ve been the pencil. And it pains me to see the eraser that is my parents getting smaller and smaller each day. For I know that one day, all that I’m left with would be eraser shavings and memories of what I used to have.

Love Life#21

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We all can wait, aren’t we?

The matter is, are we waiting with good attitude or with a lot of grumbles?

Everyday, we are waiting.

Waiting clients for appointment,
Waiting for bus to return home,
Waiting for friend to have dinner,
Waiting for parent to fetch us,
Waiting for teacher to come in,
Waiting your team mate who are slow,
Waiting the food in restaurant,
Waiting message/email reply from someone.

It’s even worst, when we are waiting while we are lacking time.

So, every time we end up with tonnes of grumbles and complains.

Consequently, it affects our relationship with others.

To prevent this situation to happen, we all do have responsibility.

We need to be punctual, it’s very important for every event or occasion in life, because we are stealing other’s time if we are late.

If we are late with good reason, then we shall be accountable, and honestly inform the person who is waiting that you will be late. This would reduce the conflict and misunderstanding.

If you are the person who are waiting, try not to think negatively about the person you are waiting, as a negative thought will multiply tonnes of negative thoughts.

We need to be considerate, and think of the big picture, that in order to make the meeting or appointment successful, we need to have good attitude. It’s one of the rules to maintain a healthy relationship with others.

Hence, let’s us learn to be patience starts from today and you can make a difference in your life.

Let’s Live Life and Love Life together. Cheers!

Sand or Stone, Which One You Choose?

Two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand:

“TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE.”

They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one, who had been slapped, got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him. After the friend recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone:

“TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE.”

The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, “After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?”

The other friend replied: “When someone hurts us, we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it.”

LEARN TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND, AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE

Quote of Faith

 

14 Now this is the confidence that we have in Him, that if we ask anything according to His will, He hears us.

15 And if we know that He hears us, whatever we ask, we know that we have the petitions that we have asked of Him.

1 John 5:14-15 (NKJV)

Love Life#19

Love Life#19

We as humans, sometime can be independent, but we can never be independent forever, do you agree?

We can be independent in those minor things like cook yourselves a meal, do household chores, travel alone, learn new things by your own.

It’s all about personal experience.

When it comes to a bigger vision, we definitely can’t survive without relating with the people surrounding us.

In order to relate positively with the people around us, we need to equip ourselves with good people skills.

How can we acquire people skills?

It’s to do your best to be the good one.

Be nice to every people you meet, though they might not be nice to you.

Be sincere and pure, don’t ever indulge yourself into gossiping.

Be helpful to others, as you will need help from others one day.

Put back your ego and care for others, as people will only care how much you care, not how much you know.

Forget the wrong doing of others, because you will do wrong one day as well.

Give your best and sincere compliment to others, you never know how much these could lift up a person life.

Be trustworthy, fulfill the promise you made at all cost.

The very last important key is to Love others as yourself.

Do our best to be good to others, as one day, we will be just a memory for some people.

Let’s Live Life and Love Life together. Cheers!

What Would You Do?

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning – disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question: “When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?”

The audience was stilled by the query. The father continued. “I believe that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped, comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.

Then he told the following story:

Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, “Do you think they’ll let me play?” Shay’s father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

Shay’s father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, “We’re losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we’ll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.”

Shay struggled over to the team’s bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. His father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father’s joy at his son being accepted. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay’s team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay’s team scored again.

Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat. At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn’t even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.

However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay’s life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.

The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game. Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman’s head, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, “Shay, run to first! Run to first!” Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.

Everyone yelled, “Run to second, run to second!” Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher’s intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman’s head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.

All were screaming, “Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay”

Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, “Run to third! Shay, run to third!” As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, “Shay, run home! Run home!” Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team.

“That day,” said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, “the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world.”

Shay didn’t make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!


We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to make a difference. So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice:

Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up those opportunities? A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats its least fortunate.

Story submitted by Tina

Love Life#18

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Have you ever wonder why we are easy to rebel?

Have you ever wonder why we will break the rules whenever someone set the rules?

Have you ever wonder why we are tend to complain rather than saying compliment words?

Have you ever wonder why we are easy to cheat and hard to be faithful?

It’s simply because we live in a world where we are easily deceived by what we see and hear. Plus, we have a rebellious spirit inside us, where it will create troubles if we don’t suppress it well.

That’s why we need to have rules in family, school and the country.
There are so many crimes happen everyday. Try to imagine, if there is no rules in the country, what will happen to everyone in the country?

Everyday, we are deceived by the news, from people, radio, television or social media that if we want to achieve this, we need to do this and that.

Some biased words added with a famous person name and share it in social media could even get more response than the truth which taught by the teacher in school.

Actually, in this era of advanced technology, we are easily deceived by the tremendous information but hardly to discern between good and bad.

It’s end up we rebel more.

In order to overcome this, we need to learn to differentiate between biased information and truth. We need to suppress the rebellious spirit by learning to be obedient, submissive and faithful.

It’s a life time process, so every little efforts in learning these counts.

Hence, lets us learn together,

and Live Life, Love Life together. Cheers!

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