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I would like to keep those things you have
written from your hearts here. I gave it
the name "Broken Hearts". It is
to encourage you to say what is inside of
you and not to keep it to yourselves, it
is to encourage those outside to understand
you better and find ways to come closer
to you and to get a better feeling for your
needs. It is also to encourage people who
might feel about the same like you do when
they see they are not the only people on
earth who feel like they do but can share
with others what is so depressing them.
If
you have own material which you think I
should publish here, feel free to send it
to me. You will keep the copyright, of course,
this page is non-profit and without ads,
and this is free for you. If you do not
like things here, please let me know, and
I will consider changing them.
Below
there is the starter - a beautiful poem,
and I have added something about what love
means to me below. I hope there is more
to come from you. We can also publish ideas,
information, encouragements, prayers requests,
prayersor other things here. Well, I will
webmaster this page, but I depend on you
to let me know about your wishes or needs.
This could also be some practical help as
well. There was a boy in ASH lately who
wanted to commit suicide just because he
thought he could not afford glasses. A friend
of mine helped me and told me that the Lions
Club in California is offering glasses for
people with children and no money. So such
infos could help much! Your own pictures
and songs are welcome as well.
May
your hearts all find peace.
Love
to you,
Vera
This is from Chris - I think it is really a beautiful
peom and Chris is really gifted.
I reside in a
place of infinite descension where a voice speaks
no language Light casts no shadow tastes of
nothingness from scents of everything lay upon
my last i breath 'til i shall weep no more
When
things in your life seem almost too much
to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not
enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and
the 2 cups of coffee...
A professor
stood before his philosophy class and had
some items in front of him. When the class
began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large
and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to
fill it with golf balls. He then asked the
students if the jar was full. They agreed
that it was.
The professor then
picked up a box of pebbles and poured them
into the jar. He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open areas between
the golf balls. He then asked the
students again if the jar was full. They
agreed it was.
The professor next
picked up a box of sand and poured it into
the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything
else. He asked once more if the jar was
full. The students responded with a unanimous
"yes."
The professor
then produced two cups of coffee from under
the table and poured the entire contents
into the jar, effectively filling the empty
space between the sand.
The students
laughed.
"Now," said
the professor, as the laughter subsided,
"I want you to recognize that this
jar represents your life.
The golf
balls are the important things-your God,
your family, your children, your health,
your friends, and your favorite passions
-- things that if everything else was lost
and only they remained, your life would
still be full.
The pebbles are
the other things that matter like your job,
your house, and your car. The sand is everything
else -- the small stuff.
"If
you put the sand into the jar first,"
he continued, "there is no room for
the pebbles or the golf balls. The same
goes for life. If you spend all your time
and energy on the small stuff, you will
never have room for the things that are
important to you.
Pay attention
to the things that are critical to your
happiness. Play with your children.
Take time to get medical checkups. Take
your partner out to dinner. Play another
18. There will always be time to clean
the house and fix the disposal."
Take care of the golf balls first --
the things that really matter. Set your
priorities. The rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand
and inquired what the coffee represented.
The professor smiled. "I'm glad
you asked. It just goes to show you that
no matter how full your life may seem, there's
always room for a couple of cups of coffee
with a friend."
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Author unknown. The
story is regarded to be in the public domain.
Lord, it's
boring to walk here in the cold and dark.
You could beam me there, why don't you beam
me up and transfer me to my church? Oh,
you could do it, Lord. Do it, just for me,
just this time. You're the Master of the
time, aren't you? The people in front of
me wouldn't notice if you let it run a little
faster.
Great God, how beautiful
is the sky, and all the beautifully twinkling
stars there. This one there has a shade
of red. Beautiful. And there's a blue one,
too, but most of them are just golden. You
made them all, all the stars there, like
you made everything and everyone. You might've
made every single star there with your hands,
all the billions. You are so great! Nothing
on this earth happens that you wouldn't
know. And I know you're in control of everything,
of my life, of this world and what is going
on. You are in control of the problems I
have, and of the problems of the little
boy with the big dark eyes far away in Africa,
crying for his mother to feed him. I know
you will care, and tell others to care.
And there is nothing that happens without
your allowance. But I know that everything
that comes from you is good, simply good,
as good as good can be. Excellent. Marvellous.
But there's no word that could describe
how beautiful you are. Just unbelievable
that you care about me. I'm so small, and
you are so great, and all the time I fail.
I am as small as one of the snow flakes
that fall down to the ground, softly, while
they are landing softly like in a loving
hand, and it is as if they wanted to dance
and sing. "From Heaven are we where
we met the Lord", they sing. It's a
song of joy, suddenly the air is full of
joy, full of God. The dim light makes the
snow on the pavement glitter, and there's
no more dark, but all is bright and light
and beauty. It looks as if all the billions
of stars are mirrored in the snow where
they are caught and then thrown into space
again. It is strange, I am not cold anymore.
I feel warm and safe in your hands, Lord.
You are my God, and you are so wonderful.
You fill up my heart with a silent fire
that was lightened by all the sparks of
the dancing stars, and now my heart is burning
- for you, Jesus. I should pray more often
on the way, no, I should better pray without
ceasing. I love to be close to you. Please
attract all the other people, too, and fill
their hearts with your warming love.
Oh, there's the church door already!
How did I get here? I must have been walking...
Sometime
this morning, June 8th, my brother passed
away in his sleep. The coroner has said
that the exact cause of death will not be
known until the autopsy is complete.
My brother left me a list of all his
email accounts and his passwords, asking
me to add this announcement to the accounts
I will not be updating this statement. It
does not really matter anymore.
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Good-bye, Ed.
I do not know
what your last ideas were, so I hope you
could make it.
I am sad
I could not get to know you more than I
did. But maybe we meet again.
May
God be with your family now and give them
comfort.
~ vera ~
A friend from ASH
asked me to post this prayer, and he hopes it will give comfort
to others as well ...
Lighten
our darkness, we beseech thee,
O Lord, and by thy great mercy defend us
from all perils and dangers of this night,
for the love of thy only son, our saviour
Jesus Christ. Amen.
Weird enough, the Bible
speaks of pigs doing the same:
And they came over to
the other side of the sea, to the country
of the Gadarenes. And when He had come out
of the boat, immediately a man with unclean
spirits met Him out of the tombs, who had
his dwelling among the tombs. And no one
could bind him, no, not with chains because
he had often been bound with fetters and
chains, and the chains had been torn apart
by him, and the fetters broken in pieces.
Nor could anyone subdue him. And always,
night and day, he was in the mountains and
in the tombs, crying and cutting himself
with stones. And when he saw Jesus afar
off, he ran and worshiped Him, and cried
with a loud voice, and said, What is to
me and to You, Jesus, son of the Most High
God? I adjure You by God not to torment
me. For He said to him, Come out of the
man, unclean spirit! And He asked him, What
is your name? And he answered, saying, My
name is Legion, for we are many. And he
begged Him very much that He would not send
them outside the country. And a great herd
of pigs was feeding near the mountains.
And all the demons begged Him, saying, Send
us into the pigs, that we may enter into
them. And immediately Jesus allowed them.
And the unclean spirits went out and entered
into the pigs. And the herd
ran violently down a steep place into the
sea (they were about two thousand), and
were choked in the sea. And
the ones who fed the pigs fled and told
it in the city and in the country. And they
went out to see what it was that was done.
And they came to Jesus and saw him who had
been demon-possessed, and had the legion,
sitting and clothed and right-minded, the
one who had the legion. And they were afraid.
And those who had seen told them how it
happened to the one who had been demon-possessed,
and about the pigs. And they began to beg
Him to leave their borders. And when He
had come into the boat, the former demoniac
begged Him that he might be with Him. However
Jesus did not allow him, but said to him,
Go home to your friends, and tell them what
great things the Lord has done for you,
and has had mercy on you. And he departed
and began to proclaim in Decapolis how much
Jesus had done for him. And all marvelled.
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