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Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room’s only window.The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they have been on vacation.

Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his room-mate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where is world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and colour of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swams played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every colour and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail,the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man couldn’t hear the band - he could see it. In his mind’s eye as! the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days and weeks passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddenned and call the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.

He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.

It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased room-mate who had described such wonderful things outside the window

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

She said, “Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.”


THOUGHTS TO LIVE BY:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.

Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.

If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.

“Today is a gift, that’s why it is called the present.”

 

A store owner was tacking a sign above his door that read "Puppies For Sale." Signs like that have a way of attracting small children, and sure enough, a little boy appeared under the store owner's sign. "How much are you going to sell the puppies for?" he asked.

The store owner replied, "Anywhere from $30 to $50."

The little boy reached in his pocket and pulled out some change. "I have $2.37," he said. "Can I please look at them?"

The store owner smiled and whistled and out of the kennel came Lady, who ran down the aisle of his store followed by five teeny, tiny balls of fur.

One puppy was lagging considerably behind. Immediately the little boy singled out the lagging, limping puppy and said, "What's wrong with that little dog?"

The store owner explained that the veterinarian had examined the little puppy and had discovered it didn't have a hip socket. It would always limp. It would always be lame.

The little boy became excited. "That is the puppy that I want to buy."

The store owner said, "No, you don't want to buy that little dog. If you really want him, I'll just give him to you."

The little boy got quite upset. He looked straight into the store owner's eyes, pointing his finger, and said, "I don't want you to give him to me. That little dog is worth every bit as much as all the other dogs and I'll pay full price. In fact, I'll give you $2.37 now, and 50 cents a month until I have him paid for."

The store owner countered, "You really don't want to buy this little dog. He is never going to be able to run and jump and play with you like the other puppies."

To his surprise, the little boy reached down and rolled up his pant leg to reveal a badly twisted, crippled left leg supported by a big metal brace. He looked up at the store owner and softly replied, "Well, I don't run so well myself, and the little puppy will need someone who understands!"

 

The Story of the Butterfly

A man found a cocoon of a butterfly.
One day a small opening appeared.
He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours
as it struggled to squeeze its body through the tiny hole.
Then it stopped, as if it couldn't go further.

So the man decided to help the butterfly.
He took a pair of scissors and
snipped off the remaining bits of cocoon.
The butterfly emerged easily but
it had a swollen body and shriveled wings.

The man continued to watch it,
expecting that any minute the wings would enlarge
and expand enough to support the body,
Neither happened!
In fact the butterfly spent the rest of its life
crawling around.
It was never able to fly.

What the man in his kindness
and haste did not understand:
The restricting cocoon and the struggle
required by the butterfly to get through the opening
was a way of forcing the fluid from the body
into the wings so that it would be ready
for flight once that was achieved.

Sometimes struggles are exactly
what we need in our lives.
Going through life with no obstacles would cripple us.
We will not be as strong as we could have been
and we would never fly.

 

It happens while i'm cooking our dinner (before 7 pm). We have a big window on our kitchen and always gaze the moon through there. Tonight of all the nights I have seen it, it looks different. The light coming from the moon forms a cross. Ordinarily it's light surrounds it, but not tonight, I saw four rays, up and down, left and right. I called my youngest son, Martin and Bedok to look at it too. I thought my eyes are tricking me. But they saw it too, and we have goosebumps.

Of all the nights why now? Not satisfied, I got out in front of our house to look at it there, what I saw are clouds surrounding it. I went back to our kitchen and its still like a cross. We tried to take a picture but it failed, it's so tiny. Bedok look at it through binoculars in our kitchen window, he saw clouds surrounding it but when he gaze back at it the clouds are gone and he only saw the cross.

I called my oldest son downstairs and told him to look at the moon there and went up here. And then I asked him to look at the moon in the kitchen. He told me that I was trippin, but when he looked at it he can't believe what he saw, so he went outside just to make sure and take a look at the moon and went inside our kitchen to look at it there. All he can say is that he's having goosebumps and went downstairs to tell his friends. I heard his friends told him that he was just making fun at them but he invited them up to see what he saw.

They saw it too, 6 of them. They took pictures of it in their cellphones but its too far. They went outside looking through different views and then back in the kitchen and they were amazed why is it that when you look through our windows it really look like a cross. I'm amazed too, we cannot capture it in our cameras and when you look outside the house its just an ordinary full moon but when you see it through our window it really look like a cross. Up until now and its 10:30 already, it still look like a cross through the window.

My son is asking me if this is the first time that I saw the moon like that, and I said yes and I may never see it like that again. I told him to remember that He's looking and taking care of us always. We said a little prayer, thanking him for the blessings that he has given our families and friends.

 

One of the best mails I have seen in a long time, thought I'll share it with u.




He is doing his best............

Have Faith in him...!!!!!!!!

P.S.
Thanks again Ate Morie. It really is beautiful and very touching!

 

Thanks ate morie for the comment. I change it already. Still hoping and waiting for others to come. In the meantime I have found this in my saved file. Someone sent it to me in my email. Thank You whoever you are.


WHAT HAPPENS IN HEAVEN

I dreamed that I went to Heaven and an angel was showing me around. We walked side-by-side inside a large workroom filled with angels. My angel guide stopped in front of the first section and said, 'This is the Receiving Section. Here, all petitions to God said in prayer are received.'


I looked around in this area, and it was terribly busy with so many angels sorting out petitions written on voluminous paper sheets and scraps from people all over the world.


Then we moved on down a long corridor until we reached the second section.


The angel then said to me, 'This is the Packaging and Delivery Section. Here, the graces and blessings thepeople asked for are processed and delivered to the living persons who asked for them. 'I noticed again how busy it was there. There were many angels working hard at that station, since so many blessings had been requested and were being packaged for delivery to Earth.


Finally at the farthest end of the long corridor we stopped at the door of a very small station. To my great surprise, only one angel was seated there, idly doing nothing. 'This is the Acknowledgment Section,' my angel friend quietly admitted to me. He seemed embarrassed 'How is it that there is no work going on here?' I asked.


'So sad,' the angel sighed. 'After people receive the blessings that they asked for, very few send back acknowledgments .'


'How does one acknowledge God's blessings?' I asked.


'Simple,' the angel answered. Just say, 'Thank you, Lord.'


'What blessings should they acknowledge? ' I asked.


'If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep you are richer than 75% of this world. If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish, you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy .'


'And if you get this on your own computer, you are part of the 1% in the world who has that opportunity. '


'If you woke up this morning with more health than illness ... You are more blessed than the many who will not even survive this day .'


'If you have never experienced the fear in battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation ... You are ahead of 700 million people in the world.'


'If you can attend a church without the fear of harassment, arrest, torture or death you are envied by, and more blessed than, three billion people in the world! .'


'If your parents are still alive and still married ...you are very rare .'

'
If you can hold your head up and smile, you are not the norm, you're unique to all those in doubt and despair.'


Ok, what now? How can I start?


If you can read this message, you just received a double blessing in that someone was thinking of you as very special and you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world who cannot read at all.


Have a good day, count your blessings, and if you want, pass this along to remind everyone else how blessed we all are.



         
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    Semptember is
    Childhood Cancer Awareness Month


    It is an opportunity to

    Honor the courage of kids/teens with cancer and their families
       

    Offer much-needed recognition and support to kids with cancer and their families It is a reminder for everyone...

    Children can have cancer. Metro Manila cancer registry records in three hospitals, show that eight kids/one very 3 hours, die everyday.
    Many more cases and deaths remain unreported

      
     
    Childhood cancer strikes randomly, unexpectedly, regularly, sparing no age group, socioeconomic status, ethnic group or geographic region. Children as young as a few months, barely able to talk and walk, can already have cancer
       

    Children can survive cancer, with early diagnosis and prompt, adequate treatment. In developed countries, childhood cancer survival rate is as high as 95%.
    In the Philippines, sadly,
    it is only 10to 30%.
    Of ten who are diagnosed, only two/three will most
     likely survive. They die because they are poor,
     unable to afford the high costs of medication and treatment


     It is a call to action:
    Work Together
    to help neighbors, classmates, and colleagues whose lives may be burdened by childhood cancer


    Working together we can help them FACE and BEAT Cancer. We can give them the greatest gift of all ---
    a chance to live fully --
    to have a future


    So please,
    GET INVOLVED.
    KIDS SHOULD NOT FIGHT CANCER ALONE.

    There are so many ways you can help.


    Post this message in your bulletin boards,
    in your churches, at school,
    at work, in your barangay halls/ community centers,
    in your blogs or home pages
       
    Pledge any amount to
    help buy medicines for kids with cancer. As little as
    P 250.00 will go a long
    way to save a life
       

    Let your church leaders, media friends and elected officials know. One child/teen die every three hours because they are too poor to afford the high cost of cancer treatment.

    Ask them to
    DO SOMETHING TO
    STOP THE DYING
     
      

    Sponsor a child for a minimum of P5,000 a month. You can do this with your family, group of friends or co-workers    

    Sponsor an event /
    Make CWFI your beneficiary
    in special events in your church, school or neighborhood
       

    Write an article,
    a story or a letter to the editor on the situation of
    kids with cancer –
    the forgotten, neglected children of our society
       

    Buy and/or sell
    CWFI love gifts
    (gold ribbon magnets,
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    Endorse CWFI to a
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     with cancer
       

    Take time.
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    Be a Cancer Warrior
       

    Help raise funds
    from others throw aways:
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    Request for your very own coin banks of hope
    (Alkansya nang Pag-Asa)
       

    Celebrate your special moments
    (birthdays, anniversaries, yearly employee events, school fairs)
    with kids with cancer.

    Moments of fun help bring some joy and relaxation in their pain wracked lives
       

    Make a donation to Cancer Warriors Foundation Metrobank Account Number: 7-168-50924-0



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