🍅Rejected veggie 🥒- encouraging thought

 

A mother used to cook beans. But before cooking, she picked out the bad and dirty ones and threw them at her backyard.

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When it  rained the dirty and bad looking beans became seeds and grew up, offering a beautiful look.  Interestingly, the person who threw them away started harvesting them, now. She began to feel the worth of the discarded beans.

1. Don't worry when people throw you at the backyard.

2. Don't cry when they reject you.

3. Don't be sad when they look down upon you.

When it rains the same people who rejected you will invite you.

God loves even those that are left out and looked down upon.

God will bless you, just stay connected to him and everyone will see how valuable you are. You are no more a rejected stone but a cornerstone. 😉

👵Good deeds👴-🍬story🍭

"What taste do you leave in others' mouths?"

There was an old man who was admitted in a hospital.

A young man was visiting him every day, and sits with him for more than one hour.

He helps him eat his food, and to take his shower.

Then he takes him walking in the garden of the hospital.

After that he brings him back to his room and helps him to lie down.

He goes away after reassuring himself that the old man is doing well.

One day the nurse entered his room, to give him medicine and inspect his condition, and said to him:

"May the Lord be always gracious to your kind and caring son. Every day he visits you and shows great care."

The old man looked at her and closed his eyes and said to her:

"I wish it was one of my children. This is an orphan from the neighborhood where we live. I met him one day in the past, crying at the door of a Mosque, after his father died. I comforted him and bought for him candy. I neither saw him nor talked to him for a very long time.

 

When he grew up and came to discover where my wife and I were living. He was visiting us every day to inspect our conditions. When I later fell sick, he took my old wife to his home. He then comes to the hospital to see my treatment everyday. One day I asked him: "My son why do you have to deal with us and care about us?" 

He simply smiled and then  said: "The taste of the candy is still in my mouth."

*Moral:*

Plant well, if you do, even if it is not on your place, God will not Forget the beautiful deed wherever you have planted it.

😜Don't mess with intelligent people-🤪 funny story😛

 

When Nelson Mandela was studying law at the University, a white professor, whose last name was Peters, disliked him intensely.

One day, Mr. Peters was having lunch at the dining room when Mandela came along with his tray & sat next to the professor.

The professor said, 

"Mr Mandela, you do not understand, a pig & a bird do not sit together to eat"

Mandela looked at him as a parent would a rude child & calmly replied, 

*"You do not worry professor. I'll fly away,"* 

& he went & sat at another table.

Mr. Peters, reddened with rage, decided to take revenge.

The next day in class he posed the following question: 

"Mr. Mandela, if you were walking down the street & found a package, & within was a bag of wisdom & another bag with money, which one would you take ?"

Without hesitating, Mandela responded, "The one with the money, of course."

Mr. Peters , smiling sarcastically said, 

"I, in your place, would have taken the wisdom."

Nelson Mandela shrugged & responded, *"Each one takes what he doesn't have."*

Mr. Peters, by this time was about to throw a fit, seething with fury. So great was his anger that he wrote on Nelson Mandela's exam sheet the word *"IDIOT"*

& gave it to the future struggle icon.

Mandela took the exam sheet & sat down at his desk trying very hard to remain calm while he contemplated his next move.

A few minutes later, Nelson Mandela got up, walked up to the professor & told him in a dignified polite tone,

"Mr. Peters, *you signed your name on the sheet*, but you forgot to give me my grade."

😂😄😆😩

Don't mess with intelligent people....pass it on to your intellectual friends.... 

May the Lord give us wisdom to respond to our haters, don't hate back but apply wisdom!

🍒 *"Indestructible📚 Bible"* 🍒

*_“And it is easier for heaven and earth to pass away than for one title of law to fail.”_* – Luke 16:17 

👉 *Once in Spain, a mother did her ministry in a different way. She used to buy the Holy Bibles and give them to the known people free of cost. The construction work of a building was going on near that mother’s house. Masons from various places were working there. She came to know that the head of the masons was an atheist by his conversation. She prayed for him many days, bought the Bible, wrote his name and gave it to him with love. She asked him to read it without fail. But the atheist assured that he would neither read nor let others read it. So instead of a brick, he put the Bible in the wall and plastered it.*

👉 *Years passed. That building collapsed due to the earthquake occurred in that area. A government official who came to inspect found the Bible in the debris. He took it with him and he began to read it. Word of God worked powerfully in him. Later he joined the Bible society and started his ministry with the distribution of the Bibles. One day he happened to meet the head of the masons who was in trouble and with a broken heart. He spoke to him kindly and comforted him with the word of God and then handed the Bible to him. On seeing the Bible, the wicked deed he did long back came to his mind.*

👉 *The mason explained to him “A mother gave the Bible to me long back. Out of hatred I put in along with the bricks in the wall and plastered it.” The officer checked if his Bible was the same as he had taken it from the ruins of a building. To their pleasant surprise, it was the same Bible. They could see his name written in it. A non-believer had become a believer of Christ.* 

👉 *Dear, the Holy Bible cannot be destroyed by anyone. Read the Bible given in your hands with sensation. Meditate on the word of God. Then you will see the miracles being fulfilled in your lives. May God bless you according to His promises!*

What is love ? True story

 WHAT IS LOVE?

Years ago,  when I lived in *Lugbe,* a suburb in *Abuja,* a number of girls lived in a building adjacent to me. They strictly lived to be picked up by men.  

The girls will *go out at night* and return the following *morning.*  I, and other neighbors were *angry.*  The girls were very noisy.  They never cared who their noise disturbed.

One day, the landlord had enough. *He evicted all of them.* Their properties were thrown out. All the girls found somewhere else to relocate, *except one.* She had no place to go.

She kept her belongings in our building corridor, and on nights that she was home, she'd sleep there... *and that was on most nights.*

The tenants in the building, *including my husband and I,* met to plan how to put her and her belongings out. *Surprisingly,* one tenant, *a woman* was against the idea. She asked, "What would you all do if this girl was *your daughter, sister or relative?"* She told us that this girl and her friends have, no doubt made *wrong choices.* But she reminded us that we too, *at some point* in our past also made wrong  choices. But God still held us close to His heart and saved us.  She cautioned us as Christians to *consider what Jesus would do.*

Everyone was quiet. But none suggested any way to help the *now homeless* lady. 

Later on, the same woman who defended her at the tenant meeting had a talk with her husband. They agreed to house the girl *in their moderate apartment.*

They invited the girl into their home and told her she could stay with them. The homeless girl was shocked when the woman said to her, *"We know what you do for a living.* And you are free to go out at night and come back the next day if that's what you choose to do. Feel free to eat our food. Use the other bedroom. It is yours *as long as you live here.* Live like one of us. We did not bring you in to judge you. But we will continue to pray for you. Hopefully, the spirit will talk to you..., *at your own time."* 

_The girl was dumbfounded._ And she cried. At nights, *she stayed home.* Going out to look for men gradually became a thing of her past. 

She would join the family for morning devotion *and go to church with them on Sundays.*

One day, the woman, *now her landlord of sorts* told her of her husband's decision to pay for her to register in a university. The lady gained admission into a university. *She graduated on top of her class* and got a good job.  But even before she graduated, with a university grant for outstanding students, *she had started a business* of her own. 

Today, when you enter her office, she has this woman and her husband's photo on the wall behind her desk. The photo has the inscription, _*" " 'My parents,' the only Christians I know''.*_

Folks, what is love? Many Christians cannot answer to this question. We resist the true essence of love.

The truth is, "Christ died for us.'' Why would a righteous man die for sinners? That's what love is.

What can you do for someone even against your intrinsic instincts?

Every one we have chosen not to forgive, deserve forgiveness.  That is the sacrifice that a true Christian, who shows true love makes. 

*Love is not the practice of loving beautiful people. True love is shown by being willing to truly love those that many look down upon.*

_*How many less fortunate people have you taken home from church after service to feed?  Why do we feed the rich, and don't feed the needy?*_

Why do we scorn people who look like prostitutes? We look at children who look unkept and we shake our heads in disapproval, warning our children to avoid such people.

But what kind of people do we think that heaven is waiting up there for? 

Let's not lose the purpose of life because of what we have almost achieved.

Can someone say of you, *"I met a true believer in you?"* 

_Copied._

You are the best- motivational thought

 

Comparisons

Shweta covered a distance of 10 km in one hour.

Akash covered the same distance in one and a half hours.

Which of the two is faster and healthier??

 Of course our answer will be Shweta.

What if we say that Shweta covered this distance on a prepared track while Akash did it by walking on a sandy path???

Then our answer will be Akash.

 

But when we come to know that Shweta is 50 years old while Akash is 25 years old??

Then our answer will be Shweta again.

But we also come to know that Akash's weight is 140 kg while Shweta's weight is 65 kg.

 Again our answer will be Akash 

As we learn more about Akash and Shweta, our opinions and judgments about who is better will change.

The reality of life is also similar. We form opinions very superficially and hastily, due to which we are not able to do justice to ourselves and others.

 

 Opportunities vary.

 Life is different.

 Resources differ.

 Problems change.

Solutions are different.

Therefore the excellence of life is not in comparing with anyone but in testing oneself.

 You are the best. Stay as you are and keep trying your best according to your  circumstances.

 Stay healthy, stay cool, stay satisfied, keep smiling, keep laughing, keep on serving society and the country.

🦁Real king🦉- 🐆Jungle story🦄

Once upon a time in a Jungle, not far away, a Jackass decided that he wanted to be the King of the Jungle. 

He hired a bunch of hyenas to groom him for the next elections and in return he promised them as many animals as they could eat. 

The hyenas laughed and agreed, getting down to work. 

"Only a Lion can be the King of the Jungle", a wise old owl said. 

So the hyenas designed a long flowing mane for the Jackass to wear around his face so that he looked a little bit like a lion. 

"He is still a Jackass", said the wise old owl.

So they put up posters of the Jackass everywhere across the jungle, saying he is a Lion, till all the animals were convinced that he is a Lion indeed.

When the Jackass went to give his speech, he brayed.

"He brays, he is a jackass", said the wise old owl.

But the hyenas used voice modulation techniques and made him roar like a lion and all the animals clapped and cheered. 

The Jackass blamed all the previous kings and told the gullible animals how they were all useless and how he was the savior who would "Make Jungle Great Again" 

The strategy of the hyenas worked... The animals, with an overwhelming majority, made the Jackass the King and threw the previous King out of the Jungle, calling him an Accidental Lion King. 

He first cut off all the leaves from the tree saying this would get in more sunlight in the jungle. 

"That's exactly what a jackass would do. No leaves will take away the natural shield we get", said the wise old owl. 

The hyenas banded together and told the wise of owl to #GoToCity

The Jackass then stopped all rivers by piling stones into them, saying this will store water for everyone. 

"That's exactly what a jackass would do. Stopping the natural flow of the river which is important in cleaning it up, just take enough water that we need and let the rest flow", said the wise old owl. 

The hyenas labeled the owl as an Anti-Jungle, called him a Jungle-Naxal and threw him in the jail.

They stuck more posters all over the jungle on the trees bereft of leaves now and all the animals happily accepted that they had got a Visionary Masterstroker as their King. 

Soon, the jungle was struck by a cold wave and the temperatures dropped and the animals begun to freeze. 

The King decided to set the trees on fire to counter the freezing cold. 

"That's exactly what a jackass would do. I had told you cutting off the leaves would take away our natural protection", said the wise old owl. 

But no one listened to him, anymore. 

The King invited everyone in the jungle to celebrate the burning of the trees. 

The King stood with his pack of hyenas as the fires raged and the animals danced around the fires, as the flames got closer and closer to them. 

He turned to the hyenas and said, "I had promised you all the animals you could eat. There, go ahead and take your pick, they would be cooked in sometime". 

"He is a jackass", came the voice from the jail, but the animals were busy celebrating the Jungle Fire Utsav. 

The flames started engulfing the animals, singeing them as the hyenas approached for their promised feast. 

Some of the flames suddenly moved towards the King and his fake mane caught on fire.

The King stood steadfast as his mane slowly started burning away, his real face exposed. 

The animals noticed it and shouted, "Damn it, we did not elect a lion, we made the jackass our King".

The wise old owl said, "You don't have to wait till the mane catches fire. You can figure out a Jackass for what he is, just by his actions. Or atleast listen to the voices of wisdom"

But there were very few animals left to listen to him now......

🤩Real happiness😍 -😛 true story🥳

 

*When Nigerian billionaire Femi Otedola in a telephone interview,  was asked by the radio presenter, "Sir what can you remember made you a happiest man in life?"*

Femi said:

"I have gone through four stages of happiness in life and finally I understood the meaning of true happiness."

The first stage was to accumulate wealth and means. But at this stage I did not get the happiness I wanted.

Then came the second stage of collecting valuables and items. But I realised that the effect of this thing is also temporary and the lustre of valuable things does not last long.

Then came the third stage of getting big projects. That  was when I was holding 95% of diesel supply in Nigeria and Africa. I was also the largest vessel owner in Africa and Asia. But even here I did not get the happiness I had imagined. 

The fourth stage was the time a friend of mine asked me to buy wheelchair for some disabled children. Just about 200 kids. 

At the friend's request, I immediately bought the wheelchairs. 

But the friend insisted that I go with him and hand over the wheelchairs to the children. I got ready and went with him. 

There I gave these wheel chairs to these children with my own hands. I saw the strange glow of happiness on the faces of these children. I saw them all sitting on the wheelchairs, moving around and having fun. 

It was as if they had arrived at a picnic spot where they are sharing a jackpot winning.

I felt REAL joy inside me. When I decided to leave one of the kids grabbed my legs. I tried to free my legs gently but the child stared at my face and held my legs tightly.

I bent down and asked the child: Do you need something else?

The answer this child gave me not only made me happy but also changed my attitude to life completely. This child said: 

"I want to remember your face so that when I meet you in heaven, I will be able to recognise you and thank you once again."

What would you be remembered for after you leave that office or place?

Will anyone desire to see your face again where it all matters?

*This is a must read piece* .

*It got me thinking. I pray it does same to everyone.*

 *God bless you all.*

🐦He not only forgives, but He forgets- 🦆Duck story🦢

 

A little boy was visiting his grandparents on their farm. And he was given a slingshot to play with, out in the woods. He practiced in the woods but he could never hit the target. And getting a little discouraged; he headed back to dinner.

As he was walking back he saw Grandma’s pet duck. Just out of impulse, he let it fly, hit the duck soiree in the head, and killed it. He was shocked and grieved.

In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the woodpile, only to see his sister watching. Sally had seen it all, but she said nothing.

After lunch that day Grandma said, “Sally, let’s wash the dishes.” But Sally said, “Grandma, Johnny told me he wanted to help in the kitchen today, didn’t you Johnny?” And then she whispered to him, “Remember, the duck?”

So Johnny did the dishes.

Later, Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go fishing, and Grandma said, “I am sorry but I need Sally to help make supper.” But Sally smiled and said, “Well, that’s all right, because Johnny told me he wanted to help.” And she whispered again, “Remember, the duck?”

So Sally went fishing and Johnny stayed.

After several days of Johnny doing both his chores and Sally’s, he finally couldn’t stand it any longer. He came to Grandma and confessed that he killed the duck. She knelt, hugged him, and said, “Sweetheart, I know. You see, I was standing at the window and I saw the whole thing. But because I love you, I forgave you.

But I was just wondering how long you would let Sally make you a slave.”

I don’t know what’s in your past.

I don’t know what one sin the enemy keeps throwing up in your face. But whatever it is, I want you to know something.

The Lord Jesus Christ was standing at the window. And He saw the whole thing. But because He loves you, He has forgiven you. Perhaps He’s wondering how long you’ll let the enemy make a slave out of you. The great thing about God is that He not only forgives, but He forgets.

🛠The fence story🔩-🤯 controlling Anger🥵

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy's father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.

On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!

Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his anger, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.

It wasn't long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn't lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn't wait to tell his father.

Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.

Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

"You have done very well, my son," he smiled, "but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same."

The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.

"When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you're sorry, the wounds will still be there."