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There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn
not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest,
in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance
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The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the
third in summer, and the youngest son in the fall. When they
had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe
what they had seen.
The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.
The second son said no-it was covered with green buds and full
The third son disagreed, he said it was laden with blossoms that
smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful
thing he had ever seen.
The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and
drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.
The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because
they had each seen but ONLY one season in the tree’s life. He told
them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season,
and that the essence of who they are – and the pleasure, joy, and
love that come from that life – can only be measured at the end,
when all the seasons are up.
If you give up when it’ s winter, you will miss the promise
of your spring, the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of
Don’t let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest.
Don’t judge life by one difficult season.
Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are
sure to come some time or later.
It all depends on how we look at things, and not on how things are in themselves.
The least of things with a meaning is worth more in life than the greatest of things without it.
~ Carl Jung ~
Flowers often grow more beautifully on dung-hills than in gardens that look beautifully kept.
~ Saint Francis de Sales ~
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- The value of time.
- The success of perseverance
- The pleasure of working.
- The dignity of simplicity.
- The worth of character
- The power of kindness.
- The influence of example.
- The obligation of duty.
- The wisdom of economy.
- The virtue of patience.
- The improvement of talent.
- The joy of origination
Each of these is worth considering with
regards to how we live our lives.
How can we grow in all of these attributes?
By associating with the wise and by
respecting the Word of God.
Proverbs 16:16 puts it this way:
“How much better to get wisdom than gold!
And to get understanding is to be chosen
rather than silver.”
Only through attaining godly wisdom can
we improve how we live our lives now and
ultimately find eternal happiness in God’s
*source : gnmagazine*
a vital organ for survival or an organ of ‘damning fire’.?
*** Words that heal and wound comes from the same mouth.***
“5 So, too, the tongue is a little member and yet makes great brags.
Look! How little a fire it takes to set so great a woodland on fire!
6 Well, the tongue is a fire. The tongue is constituted a world of
unrighteousness among our members, for it spots up all the body
and sets the wheel of natural life aflame and it is set aflame by
7 For every species of wild beast as well as bird and creeping thing
and sea creature is to be tamed and has been tamed by humankind.
8 But the tongue, not one of mankind can get it tamed. An unruly
injurious thing, it is full of death-dealing poison.
9 With it we bless Jehovah, even [the] Father, and yet with it we
curse men who have come into existence “in the likeness of God.”
10 Out of the same mouth come forth blessing and cursing.”
*NWT — JAMES : 3 : 5-10*
Speak with kindness and thoughtfulness with consideration and discretion,
as words spoken cannot be taken back, just as it is the same with time that
cannot be wound backwards.
Reflect on these two poems ……..
An Evening Prayer
*C. Maud Battersby*
If I have wounded any soul today,
If I have caused one foot to go astray,
If I have walked in my own willful way,
Good Lord, forgive.
If I have uttered idle words or vain,
If I have turned aside from want or pain,
Lest I offend some other through the strain,
Good Lord, forgive.
Forgive the sins I have confessed to Thee.
Forgive the secret sins I do not see.
That which I know not, Father, teach Thou me—
Help me to live.
No Unkind Words
*George Matthas Adams*
If I knew that a word of mine,
A word not kind and true,
Might leave its trace on a loved one’s face,
I don’t think I’d speak it, would you?
If I knew the sting of a word
Might linger and leave its mark
With a deep dark scar on a loved one’s heart,
I don’t think I’d speak that word, would you?
PARABLE OF THE PENCIL
*author : Unknown*
The Pencil Maker took the pencil aside, just before putting him into the box.
There are 5 things you need to know, he told the pencil,
before I send you out into the world.
Always remember them and never forget,
and you will become the best pencil you can be.
One: You will be able to do many great things, but only if you allow yourself to be held in someone’s hand.
Three: You will be able to correct any mistakes you might make.
Four: The most important part of you will always be what’s inside.
No matter what the condition, you must continue to write.
The pencil understood and promised to remember,
and went into the box with purpose in its heart.
Now change places with the pencil.
Always remember them and never forget,
and you will become the best person you can be.
Three things in life that, once gone, never come back –
Three things in life that can destroy a person –
Three things in life that you should never lose-
Three things in life that are most valuable –
2. Family & Friends
Three things in life that are never certain –
Three things that make a person –
3. Hard work
Three things that are Truly Constant
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Our GOD and FATHER JEHOVAH
His SON Our Messiah JESUS CHRIST
GOD’S HOLY SPIRIT
Souls, perplexed and befuddled, drowning in our own making of hatred and wars, whether it’s ethnic divide or pure insane mad envy of each other or the innate power to dominate and possess, drives some of us to the brink of annihilating God’s creation, mankind. We are just lost and bewildered souls floundering and drifting upon the sands of time, searching and seeking for that fleeting illusion of power, fame and fortune, which we, sadly think is happiness. It is just only temporal glory because after each accomplishment and success, we hunger again for more praise and accolades of men and not forgetting that greedy need for more material things. What do we gain by all these? Why we do go through all the pains for it? Mere rhetoric questions by which we need to honestly ask of ourselves whether all these things will save us in the end. The end of what, some of you might ask, well, it’s the end of the system of evil, wicked and violent age, the end of Satan’s dominion on this earth till Jesus Christ comes to establish His kingdom here on earth with purity and love.
Ever since the dawn of man, Adam and Eve, the Devil has tempted, deceived and influenced mankind to every sort of evil conceivably concocted by him and managed that magnificently, just look at the condition of humanity now, a cacophony of corrupted lost souls everywhere. Satan has been doing his job superbly by diverting our attention from God with the busyness of living for the superficiality of power, fame and fortune. While some have attained it by sheer hard work and honesty on their part, others by envy and who are sluggards by nature will even resort to killing one another for it.
For every sin that we commit, we are held accountable for judgment by God and Jesus Christ upon the conclusion of this present ungodly violent pervasive world. Some might laugh or dismiss this belief but take note that the Devil is on the prowl all the time with his band of demonic angels seeking to devour our souls by influencing us to be evil and demonic as he is. A corruptible and sinful man will eventually lose his soul to the Devil if he does not desire to repent or feel the need to change his ways.
Time, we measure and live it day by day, but do we all really bother and care how we use our time? Just like so many things that we take for granted from God, the gift of life from the air we breathe, warmth of heat from the sun, water for hydrating our existence and resources we need from the earth, I think time is the most discounted and overlooked basics of mankind’s survival. Time, eternal time, is the most precious priceless untouchable commodity that we humans are lacking now and the clock is ticking much faster than before because the end times for this generation is already upon us and at it’s doors knocking loudly.
TIME IS A GIFT … from GOD to men.
So, mortal souls, count your blessings and value your precious time as time not used worthily to better our spiritual selves, it’s lost forever to the Devil.
© Keziah Boey 25th January 2008
Time … past and still ticking … I’ve yet to find
achievement acted upon desires of my own design
Golden time .. seconds minutes hours of everyday
fly by like gold dust scattered down silent highway
Yet still … I spin and spin on the wheel of life
soldier on would I … no matter what kind of strife
If my wishes for a little fortune magically appear
like stars in the night … spirit would sparkle happier
It’s only material wishes that would unburden my soul
no such wish for riches but to repay a debt of long ago
All of my life … I’ve walk the path of good intentions
sad to say … oft times it’s met with accusing questions
And that’s what hurts, deep deep down inside my heart
emptiness felt, woefulness of red arteries flow like art
Even though winds of change veered another course
I’m left beleaguered like a forlorn rider with no horse
Right directions decided but wrong timing to pursue
chains of duties and commitments kept me subdue
Dreams … I have like sand on the shores
dedicated perseverance … success blend for encores
Loves … one true love and a forbidden soul mate
torn between two … flummoxed … leaving it to fate
My life’s pathetic repertoire of challenging cycles and phases
fade dark days for hope and faith soars me to higher places
© Keziah Boey October 2004
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