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Little Leroy came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner. His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted.


"Mom, I want a bike for my birthday."


Little Leroy was a bit of a troublemaker. He had gotten into trouble at school and at home. Leroy's mother asked him if he thought he deserved a bike for his birthday.



Little Leroy, of course, thought he did. Leroy's mother, being a Christian woman, wanted Leroy to reflect on his behavior over the last year. "Go to you room, Leroy, and think about how you have behaved this year. Then write a letter to God and tell him why you deserve a bike for your birthday.



Little Leroy stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.



Letter 1:

Dear God,

I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my birthday. I want a red one.

Your friend, Leroy



Leroy knew that wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this year so he tore up the letter and started over.



Letter 2:

Dear God,

I have been an "OK" boy this year. I still would really like a bike for my birthday. Leroy knew he could not send this letter to God either.


So he wrote a third letter.



Letter 3:

God,

I know I haven't been a good boy this year. I will be a good boy if you just send me a bike for my birthday. Please!

Thank you, Leroy



Leroy knew, even if it was true, this letter was not going to get him a bike. By now Leroy was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mom that he wanted to go to church. Leroy's mother thought her plan had worked as Leroy looked very sad.

"Just be home in time for dinner," Leroy's mother told him.

Leroy walked down the street to the church on the corner. Little Leroy went into the church and up to the altar. He looked around to see if anyone was there. Leroy bent down and picked up a statue of the Virgin Mary.  He slipped it under his shirt and ran out of the church, down the street, into the house, and up to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen.



Leroy began to write his letter to God.



Letter 4:
God,

I'VE GOT YOUR MAMA.

IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER

AGAIN, SEND THE BIKE.

Signed,

YOU KNOW WHO

An ANGEL In My INBOX

WHAT IF GOD DECIDED TO INSTALL AN ANSWERING MACHINE

"Keep Smiling"

If at times you feel you want to cry,
And life seems such a trial;
Above the clouds there's a bright blue sky,
So make your tears a smile.

As you travel on life's way,
With its many ups and downs;
Remember its quite true to say,
One smile is worth a dozen frowns.

Among the world's expensive things,
A smile is very cheap;
And when you give a smile away,
You get one back to keep.

Happiness comes at times to all,
But sadness comes unbidden;
And sometimes a few tears must fall,
Among the laughter hidden.

So when friends have sadness on their face,
And troubles round them piled;
The world will seem a better place,
And all because you smiled!

''It is more blessed to give than to receive"

A young man, a student in one of our universities, was one day taking a walk with a professor, who was commonly called the students' friend, from his kindness to those who waited on his instructions.

As they went along, they saw lying in the path a pair of old shoes, which they supposed to belong to a poor man who was employed in a field close by, and who had nearly finished his day's work.

The student turned to the professor, saying: "Let us play the man a trick: we will hide his shoes, and conceal ourselves behind those bushes, and wait to see his perplexity when he cannot find them."

"My young friend," answered the professor, "we should never amuse ourselves at the expense of the poor. But you are rich, and may give yourself a much greater pleasure by means of the poor man. Put a coin into each shoe, and then we will hide ourselves and watch how the discovery affects him."

The student did so, and they both placed themselves behind the bushes close by.

The poor man soon finished his work, and came across the field to the path where he had left his coat and shoes. While putting on his coat he slipped his foot into one of his shoes; but feeling something hard, he stooped down to feel what it was, and found the coin.

Astonishment and wonder were seen upon his countenance. He gazed upon the coin, turned it round, and looked at it again and again. He then looked around him on all sides, but no person was to be seen. He now put the money into his pocket, and proceeded to put on the other shoe; but his surprise was doubled on finding the other coin.

His feelings overcame him; he fell upon his knees, looked up to heaven and uttered aloud a fervent thanksgiving, in which he spoke of his wife, sick and helpless, and his children without bread, whom the timely bounty, from some unknown hand, would save from perishing.

The student stood there deeply affected, and his eyes filled with tears. "Now," said the professor, "are you not much better pleased than if you had played your intended trick?"

The youth replied, "You have taught me a lesson which I will never forget. I feel now the truth of those words, which I never understood before: 'It is more blessed to give than to receive

                                                   "The  Innocence of a Child"

Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.

The winner was a four-year old child whose next-door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little girl went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When her mother asked her what she had said to the neighbor, the little girl said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."

Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture had a different color hair than the other family members. One child suggested that he was adopted and a little girl said, "I know all about adoptions because I was adopted." "What does it mean to be adopted?" asked another child. "It means," said the girl, "that you grew in your mommy's heart instead of her tummy."

A four year old was at the pediatrician for a check up. As the doctor looked down his ears with an otoscope, he asked, "Do you think I'll find Big Bird in here?" The little boy stayed silent. Next, the doctor took a tongue depressor and looked down his throat. He asked, "Do you think I'll find the Cookie Monster down there?" Again, the little boy was silent. Then the doctor put a stethoscope to his chest. As he listened to his heart beat, he asked, "Do you think I'll hear Barney in there?" "Oh, no!" the little boy replied. "Jesus is in my heart. Barney's on my underpants."

As I was driving home from work one day, I stopped to watch a local Little League baseball game that was being played in a park near my home. As I sat down behind the bench on the first-base line, I asked one of the boys what the score was.
"We're behind 14 to nothing," he answered with a smile.
"Really," I said. "I have to say you don't look very discouraged." "Discouraged?" the boy asked with a puzzled look on his face. "Why should we be discouraged? We haven't been up to bat yet."

Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot in life, I stop and think about little Jamie Scott. Jamie was trying out for a part in a school play. His mother told me that he'd set his heart on being in it, though she feared he would not be chosen. On the day the parts were awarded, I went with her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her, eyes shining with pride and excitement. "Guess what Mom," he shouted, and then said those words that will remain a lesson to me: "I've been chosen to clap and cheer."

An Eye Witness Account from New York City, on a cold day in December

A little boy about 10 years old was standing before a shoe store on the roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering with cold. A lady approached the boy and said,

"My little fellow, why are you looking so earnestly in that window?" "I was asking God to give me a pair of shoes," was the boy's reply. The lady took him by the hand and went into the store and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks for the boy. She then asked if he could give her a basin of water and a towel. He quickly brought them to her.

She took the little fellow to the back part of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, washed his little feet, and dried them with a towel. By this time the clerk had returned with the socks. Placing a pair upon the boy's feet, she purchased him a pair of shoes. She tied up the remaining pairs of socks and gave them to him. She patted him on the head and said, "No doubt, my little fellow, you feel more comfortable now? As she turned to go, the astonished lad caught her by the hand, and looking up in her face, with tears in his eyes, answered the question with these words: "Are you God's Wife?"

                                   "He prayed that all your prayers be answered."

A voyaging ship was wrecked during a storm at sea and only two of the men on it were able to swim to a small, desert like island.
 
The two survivors, not knowing what else to do, agreed that they had no other recourse but to pray to God.
 
However, to find out whose prayer was more powerful, they agreed to divide the territory between them and stay on opposite sides of  the island.   The first thing they prayed for was food.
 
The next morning, the first man saw a fruit-bearing tree on his side of the land, and he was able to eat its fruit. The other man's parcel of land remained barren.
 
After a week, the first man was lonely and he decided to pray for a wife.   The next day, another ship was wrecked, and the only survivor was a woman who swam to his side of the land.   On the other side of the island, there was nothing.
 
Soon the first man prayed for a house, clothes, more food. The next day, all of these were given to him. However, the second man still had nothing.
 
Finally, the first man prayed for a ship, so that he and his wife could leave the island. In the morning, he found a ship docked at his side of the island.
 
The first man boarded the ship with his wife and decided to leave the second man on the island.
 
He considered the other man unworthy to receive God's blessings, since none of his prayers had been answered.
 
As the ship was about to leave, the first man heard a voice from Heaven booming, "Why are you leaving your companion on the island?"
 
"My blessings are mine alone, since I was the one who prayed for them," the first man answered.   "His prayers were all unanswered and so he does not deserve anything."
 
"You are mistaken!" the voice rebuked him. "He had only one prayer, which I answered. If not for that, you would not have received any of my blessings.

"Tell me," the first man asked the voice,  "What did he pray for that I should owe him anything?"
 
"He prayed that all your prayers be answered."
 
For all we know, our blessings are not the fruits of our prayers alone, but those of another praying for us. This is too good not to share. With obedience come blessings.  
 
 My prayer for you today is that all your prayers are answered

	If you woke up this morning with more health than illness, you are more blessed than the million people who will not survive the week.
	If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture or the pangs of starvation, you are ahead of 500 million people around the world.
	If you attend a church meeting without fear of harassment, arrest, or torture of death, you are more blessed than almost three billion people in the world.
	If you have food in your refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof over your head 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 some place, you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy.
	If your parents are still married and alive, you are very rare, even in the United States.
	If you hold up your head with a smile on your face and are truly thankful, you are blessed because the majority of us can, but most do not.
	If you can read this message, you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world that cannot read anything at all.
	When you compare our day to day problems with bigger problems around the world  our troubles may not seem so large.
We are all truly blessed!

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