Once upon a time there was an island where all the feelings lived. Happiness, sadness, knowledge and all the others, including love. One day it was announced to all of the feelings that the island was going to sink to the bottom of the ocean. So all the feelings prepared their boats to leave.
Love was the only one that stayed. She wanted to preserve the island paradise until the last possible moment. When the island was almost totally under, love decided it was time to leave. She began looking for someone to ask for help. Just then Richness was passing by in a grand boat. Love asked, "Richness, Can I come with you on your boat?"
Richness answered, "I'm sorry, but there is a lot of silver and gold on my boat and there would be no room for you anywhere." Then Love decided to ask Vanity for help who was passing in a beautiful vessel. Love cried out, "Vanity, help me please."
"I can't help you", Vanity said, "You are all wet and will damage my beautiful boat." Next, Love saw Sadness passing. Love said, "Sadness, please let me go with you." Sadness answered, "Love, I'm sorry but I just need to be alone now."
Then, Love saw Happiness. Love cried out, "Happiness, please take me with you." But Happiness was so over overjoyed that he didn't hear Love calling to him. Love began to cry. Then she heard a voice say, "Come Love, I will take you with me." It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that she forgot to ask the elder his name. When they arrived on land the elder went on his way. Love realized how much she owed the elder.
Love then found Knowledge and asked him who the elder was. "It was Time," Knowledge answered. "But why did Time help me when no one else would?" Asked Love. Knowledge smiled and with deep wisdom and sincerity and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is."
Friday, December 25, 2009
Tax Payers Money
A fellow stopped at a rural gas station and, after filling his tank, he paid the bill and bought a soft drink.
He stood by his car to drink his cola and he watched a couple of men working along the roadside.
One man would dig a hole two or three feet deep and then move on. The other man came along behind and filled in the hole. While one was digging a new hole, the other was 25 feet behind filling in the old.
The men worked right past the fellow with the soft drink and went on down the road.
"I can't stand this," said the man tossing the can into a trash container and heading down the road toward the men.
"Hold it, hold it," he said to the men. "Can you tell me what's going on here with this digging?"
"Well, we work for the government," one of the men said.
"But one of you is digging a hole and the other fills it up. You're not accomplishing anything. Aren't you wasting the taxpayers' money?"
"You don't understand, mister," one of the men said, leaning on his shovel and wiping his brow. "Normally there's three of us--me, Rodney, and Mike. I dig the hole, Rodney sticks in the tree and Mike, here, puts the dirt back."
"Now just because Rodney's sick, that don't mean that Mike and me can't work."
He stood by his car to drink his cola and he watched a couple of men working along the roadside.
One man would dig a hole two or three feet deep and then move on. The other man came along behind and filled in the hole. While one was digging a new hole, the other was 25 feet behind filling in the old.
The men worked right past the fellow with the soft drink and went on down the road.
"I can't stand this," said the man tossing the can into a trash container and heading down the road toward the men.
"Hold it, hold it," he said to the men. "Can you tell me what's going on here with this digging?"
"Well, we work for the government," one of the men said.
"But one of you is digging a hole and the other fills it up. You're not accomplishing anything. Aren't you wasting the taxpayers' money?"
"You don't understand, mister," one of the men said, leaning on his shovel and wiping his brow. "Normally there's three of us--me, Rodney, and Mike. I dig the hole, Rodney sticks in the tree and Mike, here, puts the dirt back."
"Now just because Rodney's sick, that don't mean that Mike and me can't work."
The Father and his Son
An old man lived alone in a village. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but it was very hard work.
His only son, who would have helped him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and mentioned his situation:
Dear Son, I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my potato garden this year.. I hate to miss doing the garden, because your mother always loved planting time. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot.
If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me, if you weren't in prison.
Love,
Dad
2. Shortly the old man received this telegram:
"For Heaven's sake, Dad, don't dig up the garden!! That's where I buried the GUNS!!"
3. At 4 am the next morning, a dozen FBI agents and local police officers showed up and dug up the entire garden without finding any guns. Confused, the old man wrote another note to his son telling him what happened, and asked him what to do next.
4. His son's reply was: "Go ahead and plant your potatoes, Dad.. It's the best I could do for you from here.
' Moral: "NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE IN THE WORLD, IF YOU HAVE DECIDED TO DO SOMETHING DEEP FROM YOUR HEART YOU CAN DO IT. IT IS THE THOUGHT THAT MATTERS.. NOT WHERE YOU ARE OR WHERE THE PERSON IS
His only son, who would have helped him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and mentioned his situation:
Dear Son, I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my potato garden this year.. I hate to miss doing the garden, because your mother always loved planting time. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot.
If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me, if you weren't in prison.
Love,
Dad
2. Shortly the old man received this telegram:
"For Heaven's sake, Dad, don't dig up the garden!! That's where I buried the GUNS!!"
3. At 4 am the next morning, a dozen FBI agents and local police officers showed up and dug up the entire garden without finding any guns. Confused, the old man wrote another note to his son telling him what happened, and asked him what to do next.
4. His son's reply was: "Go ahead and plant your potatoes, Dad.. It's the best I could do for you from here.
' Moral: "NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE IN THE WORLD, IF YOU HAVE DECIDED TO DO SOMETHING DEEP FROM YOUR HEART YOU CAN DO IT. IT IS THE THOUGHT THAT MATTERS.. NOT WHERE YOU ARE OR WHERE THE PERSON IS
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