Are you my true Friends

1 Corinthians 13-8
Love Never Fails


Think about this for a minute.....

If I happened to show up on your door step crying, would you Care?

If I called you and asked you to pick me up because something Happened, would you come?

If I had one day left, to live my life; would you be part of That last day?



If I needed a shoulder to cry on, would you give me Yours?

This is a test to see who your real friends are or if you are just some one to talk to you when they are bored . . .

Sad and Touching stories

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a> cashier hand this> little boy some money back.. The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years> old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have> enough money to buy this doll.' Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have> enough money to buy> this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes> while she went to look> around.> She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't
bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could> take the doll with her to> give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back> from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very> quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?'' 'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare> money. The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me> enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my
sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white> rose.'' 'My mommy loves white roses.' A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I> left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life> had been changed for
ever... The love that the little boy had for his> mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Lesson In Lives

Please Read all the way to the bottom:
If you will take the time to read these. I promise you'll come away with an enlightened perspective. The subjects covered affect us all on a daily basis:
They're written by Andy Rooney, a man who has the gift of saying so much with so few words.

Enjoy........
I've learned....That the best classroom in the world is at the feet of an elderly person.
I've learned....That when you're in love, it shows.
I've learned.....That just one person saying to me, 'You've made my day!' makes my day.
I've learned....That having a child fall asleep in your arms is one of the most peaceful feelings in the world.
I've learned.....That being kind is more important than being right.
I've learned.... That you should never say no to a gift from a child.
I've learned.... That I can always pray for someone when I don't have the strength to help him in some other way.
I've learned.... That no matter how serious your life requires you to be, everyone needs a friend to act goofy with.
I've learned.... That sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and a heart to understand.
I've learned
.... That simple walks with my father around the block on summer nights when I was a child did wonders for me as an adult.
I've learned.... That life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.
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I've learned .... That we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask for.
I've learned.... That money doesn't buy class.
I've learned
.... That it's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular.
I've learned... That under everyone's h ard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.
I've learned.... That to ignore the facts does not change the facts.
I've learned.... That when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt you.
I've learned.... That love, not time, heals all wounds.
I've learned.... That the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than I am.
I've learned... That everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile.
I've learned.... That no one is perfect until you fall in love with them..
I've learned... That life is tough, but I'm tougher.
I've learned.. That opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you miss.
I've learned.... That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.
I've learned.... That I wish I could have told my Mom that I love her one more time before she passed away.
I've learned..... That one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them..
I've learned
.... That a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.
I've learned.... That when your newly born grandchild holds your little finger in his little fist, that you're hooked for life.
I've learned.... That everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing it.

I've learned .... That the less time I have to work with, the more things I get done.

You Are An ISFP

The Artist You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now). You enjoy spending your free time in nature. You are good with animals and children. Simply put, you enjoy beauty in all its forms. You live for the simple pleasures in life. Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs. In love, you are quiet and sweet yet very passionate. You love easily. You have an underlying love for all living things, and it's easy for you to accept someone into your heart. At work, you do best in an unconventional position. You express yourself well and can work with almost anyone. You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer. How you see yourself: Sympathetic, kind, and communicative When other people don't get you, they see you as: Incompetent, insecure, and overly sensitive

What's" Your Personality Type?

Just an ordinary sunday

wohoo.....three post in one day, how bout that...well, kinda little bored today...especially when u down with a flu (damm stupid flu)....well seem like, flu is my signature sickness, seems to get it every month...even my ex- colleague commented that he gonna miss my sneeze..sniffing...n yeah my packet of tissues....just when i plan to go sunset watching with my sisters....really love the sunsets

Lets see, wats the latest in my life rite now...well i did move to a new job more than a month ago, getting headache and stress in new work....going home late from work..and never ending work to be done...gosh finally i realize i had no life and how i miss my old job which is teaching(miss the happy atmosphere, wonderfull colleague and students, free internet surfing...damm i miss all that) but well, i had made my choice i have to bear the consequences....i have to be resonsible for every choices i made in my life....rite???

I had seen my firend shelly, pre wedding pictures which are taken in Bali...which is really breathtaking and beautifull...and now apart from Australia, i made Bali as oneof my must go places....why Bali?...well i love sunsets, and i love beautifull beaches and beautifull nature, n Bali seems the best place to find it all...who cares bout shopping and all....for me the best place for a holiday is to be with nature....rite?..well, Bali here i come....next year..hopefully

Well...if today aint a better day, tommorow will be, or the the after....

Touching Stories

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in- law, and a four-year old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together nightly at the dinner table. But the elderly grandfather' s shaky hands and failing sight made eating rather difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass often milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in- law became irritated with the mess. "We must do something about grandfather, " said the son. I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor. So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner at the dinner table. Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. Sometimes when the family glanced in grandfather' s direction, he had a tear in his eye as he ate alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence. One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, "What are you making?" Just as sweetly, the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and mama to eat your food from when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back to work. The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took grandfather' s hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled. Children are remarkably perceptive. Their eyes ever observe, their ears ever listen, and their minds ever process the messages they absorb. If they see us patiently provide a happy home atmosphere for family members, they will imitate that attitude for the rest of their lives. The wise parent realizes that every day that building blocks are being laid for the child's future. Let us all be wise builders and role models. Take care of yourself, ... and those you love, ... today, and everyday!

True love means...




Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot...
...who calls you back when you hang up on him...
...who will stay awake just to watch you sleep...
...wait for the guy who kisses your forehead...
...who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats...
...who holds your hand in front of his friends...
...wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you...
...wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "
...that's her, or that's him"...

MY FIRST EVER....

well, after reading and some of my friends blogs i finally decided to start one of my own....mmm, now i have to think what to blog about....hehe