PUBLIC MARKS from alamat with tag inspirational

Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to spend the weekend at the husband's employer's home. My friend, Arlene, was nervous about the weekend. The boss was very wealthy, with a fine home on the waterway, and cars costing more than her house.

There once was a little boy who wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with Twinkies and a six-pack of root beer and he started his journey.

It was advertised that the devil was going to put his tools up for sale. On the date of the sale, the tools were placed for public inspection; each tool being marked with its sale price.

It was a busy day in our Costa Mesa, California, home. But then, with ten children and one on the way, every day was a bit hectic. On this particular day, however, I was having trouble doing even routine chores-all because of one little boy.

A certain man planted a rose and watered it faithfully and before it blossomed, he examined it. He saw the bud that would soon blossom, but noticed thorns upon the stem and he thought, "How can any beautiful flower come from a plant burdened with so many sharp thorns?"

One night, at 11:30 PM, an older African American woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rain storm. Her car had broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. A young white man stopped to help her - generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960s.

Be thankful that you don't already have everything you desire. If you did, what would there be to look forward to? Be thankful when you don't know something, for it gives you the opportunity to learn.

Don’t we love having a choice? We like to choose what we put on our hamburger and what we can wear to school. We can choose from four grades of milk and two manufactures. We can buy our favorite sweatshirt in red, blue or black. And if you what it in green, we’ll special order it for you. We choose our careers, friends, and our banks. People like to be able to think for themselves--we want a choice.

Les Roberts was driving across the old bridge. He remembered well how deep it was. Many a time as a kid Les had tried to swim down and touch it only to be rebuffed by shortness of breath and thick weeds that protected the bottom.

This story took place in the historic Wyoming Valley, in Pennsylvania, in the times of 1778. An aged father living in the mountains had asked his sons to go the next day to the mill in the valley with corn to replenish the meal chest. The boys prepared bright and early for the journey, expecting to spend the night as usual at the mill, and return the day after.

One day, I woke early in the morning to watch the sunrise. Ah, the beauty of God's creation is beyond description. As I watched, I praised God for His beautiful work.