Friday 4 September 2015

Never GIVE UP in your Life




THE PREGNANT DEER – such a beautiful story !

In a forest, a pregnant deer is about to give birth.
She finds a remote grass field near a strong-flowing river.
This seems a safe place.
Suddenly labour pains begin.

At the same moment, dark clouds gather around above & lightning starts a forest fire.
She looks to her left & sees a hunter with his bow extended pointing at her.
To her right, she spots a hungry lion approaching her.

What can the pregnant deer do?
She is in labour!

What will happen?
Will the deer survive?
Will she give birth to a fawn?
Will the fawn survive?
Or will everything be burnt by the forest fire?
Will she perish to the hunters’ arrow?
Will she die a horrible death at the hands of the hungry lion approaching her?

She is constrained by the fire on the one side & the flowing river on the other & boxed in by her natural predators.

What does she do?
She focuses on giving birth to a new life.

The sequence of events that follows are:

- Lightning strikes & blinds the hunter.
- He releases the arrow which zips past the deer & strikes the hungry lion.
- It starts to rain heavily, & the forest fire is slowly doused by the rain.
- The deer gives birth to a healthy fawn.

In our life too, there are moments of choice when we are confronted on αll sides with negative thoughts and possibilities.

Some thoughts are so powerful that they overcome us & overwhelm us.

Maybe we can learn from the deer.
The priority of the deer, in that given moment, was simply to give birth to a baby.

The rest was not in her hands & any action or reaction that changed her focus would have likely resulted in death or disaster.

Ask yourself,
Where is your focus?
Where is your faith and hope?

Such a wonderful lyrics from DONMOEN In the song "He Never sleeps"

        "And He never sleeps, He never slumbers. 
        He never tires of hearing our prayer. 
        When we are weak He becomes stronger. 
        So rest in His love and cast all of your cares on Him. "


In the midst of any storm, do keep faith on the Creator always. He will never ever disappoint you. NEVER.

Remember, He neither slumbers nor sleeps


Love,
Esther





Thursday 3 September 2015

The Last Pamphlet

Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church, the Pastor and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out Gospel Tracts. 
This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring rain. Â  
The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad, I'm ready.' 
His Pastor dad asked, 'Ready for what?' 
 'Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out' 
Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring rain.' 
The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But Dad, aren't people still going to Hell, even though it's raining?' 
Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this weather.' 
Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go? Please?' 
His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go. Here are the tracts, be careful son..' 
 'Thanks Dad!' 
And with that, he was off and out into the rain. 

This eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel Tract . 
After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST TRACT. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a tract to, but the streets were totally deserted. 


Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered. 
He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer. 
Finally, this eleven year old trooper turned to leave, but something stopped him. 
Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch! 


He rang again and this time the door slowly opened. 
Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, 'What can I do for you, son?' With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, 'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that * JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU * and I came to give you my very last Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE.' 
With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave.. 
She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!' 
Well, the following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the pulpit. As the service began, he asked, 'Does anybody have testimony or want to say anything?' 
Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her feet. 
As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face, 'No one in this church knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband passed on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Sunday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live. 

So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof, then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely and broken-hearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, 'I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.' 

I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly..

I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder. 
When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! 
The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU .' Then he gave me this Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand. 

As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more. 

You see-- -I am now a Happy Child of the KING. Since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel Tract, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell..' 

There was not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts of praise and honor to THE KING resounded off the very rafters of the building, Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel was seated.... 
He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably. 
Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love & honor for his son... Except for One.. 

Heaven is for God's people! 
Remember,God's message CAN make the difference in the lives of people. 

If you're saved announce it; if you're not, apply & appropriate it!


With Love,
Esther

Monday 31 August 2015

Nostalgic

"In every class ! ! V hav


One frnd who is always attentive in clss having d best notes ! ! ! !


One frnd who is physically present mentally absent ! ! ! !

One who always asks silly doubts n entertains the entire class ! ! ! ! 

One who always comes late running after the professor entry !!!!

One who runs a canteen under her desk and sends chocolates during clss !! ! ! !

One who gets called by their nick name tat v forget tere original name ! ! ! !

One who keeps humming songs as loud until the faculty hears it n sends them out ! ! 

One who always forgets to put their mobile in silent mode
n visits d Hod !!!!!!
running for their phones !! ! !

Tere is one girl in a class who can easily talk to every boy in class and
one boy who can easily interact with every girl in clss

One person who never talks with anyone n v will think he or she is dumb

One musician who always wandering around the campus with an instrument ! ! !

one who always amuses u with their riddles , short stories etc 

One frnd who accompanying u were ever u go even to d restroom !!!!!!

One frnd who cries tat definite fail after every exam but comes out with 99*/*

One frnd who never comes out of class even in break !!!!!

One frnd who laughs like a monster tat d whole clss turns around when ever he or she laughs ! ! ! 

One who eats lik a elephant but still bony !!
Another who eats nothing but stilllllll an elephant !!!!!!

One who is always found online whenever you loggin ! ! !

One always keeps annoying u with someone else ! ! 

One promising Usain bolt who comes running into d labs last minute !!!

One who always forgets to bring record , observation , etc etc 

One who throws pens on u during clsss n gives an Oscar acting when you turn towards them !!!!

One who fights with you for no reason !!!!!

One who regularly drops u at home

One who always ready to give money at times !!! 

One who asks d entire clss lik which actor he or she looks alike !!!!!

During lecture one turns to u n laughs relating u to d lecture ! ! !

Dedicating this  to all ma College mates..!!!

Regards,
Esther

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Thursday 13 August 2015

WOMAN. . . . . . . . . Worth Reading


 
                                                                        

When God created woman he was working late on the 6th day.......



An angel came by and asked." Why spend so much time on her ?".

.                                         

The lord answered. " Have you seen all the  specifications I have to meet to shape her?"..... 





she must function on all kinds of situations....,



she must be able to embrace several kids at the same time,





give a hug that can heal anything from a bruised knee to a broken heart ,



she must do all this with only two hands,.."



She cures herself when sick and can work 18 hours a day".... ...                                                                                            

THE ANGEL was impressed. .." Just two hands.....impossible !" ..



And this is the standard model ? ! ...."



The Angel came closer and touched the woman"......  ..



." But you have made her so soft, Lord".....



." She is soft", said the Lord,



" But I have made her strong. You can't imagine what she can endure and overcome "...



."Can she think?" The Angel asked...



The Lord answered. " Not only can she think, she can reason and negotiate" ...

.

The Angel touched her cheeks.....



" Lord, it seems this creation is leaking !  You have put too many burdens on her. " ...



."She is not leaking...it is a tear" The Lord corrected the Angel...



" What's it for?" Asked the Angel..... .

.

The Lord said. " Tears are her way of expressing her grief, her doubts, her love, her loneliness, her suffering and her pride."...



THIS made a big impression on the Angel,



" Lord, you are genius. You thought of everything.

A  woman is indeed marvellous !".... ...

.

Lord said." Indeed she is.



She has strength that amazes a man.



She can handle trouble and carry heavy burdens.



She holds happiness, love and opinions.



She smiles when she feels like screaming.



She sings when she feels like crying, cries when happy and laughs when afraid.



She fights for what she believes in.



Her love is unconditional.



Her heart is broken when a next-of-kin or a friend dies



but she finds strength to get on with life." ..



The Angel asked : So she is a perfect ?



The lord replied : No. She has just one drawback



" She often forgets what she is worth".



Regards,
Esther

Monday 10 August 2015

How many times do we miss God's blessings because they are not packaged as we expected?


A young man was
getting ready to
graduate from
college. For many
months he had
admired a beautiful
sports car in a
dealers showroom,
and knowing his
father could well
afford it, he told him
that was all he
wanted.
As Graduation Day
approached, the
young man awaited
signs that his
father had purchased
the car. Finally, on
the morning of his
graduation, his father
called him into his
private study, told
him how proud he
was to have such a
fine son, and how
much he loved him.
He handed him a
beautifully wrapped
gift box.
Curious, but
somewhat
disappointed, the
young man opened
the box and
found a lovely,
leather-bound Bible,
with his name
embossed
in gold.
Angrily, he raised his
voice to his father
and said,"With all
your money you give
me a Bible?" He
stormed out of the
house, leaving the
Bible behind.
Many years passed
and the young man
was very successful in
business. He had a
beautiful home and
wonderful family, but
realized his father
was very old. He
thought perhaps he
should go to him.He
had not seen him
since that graduation
day.
But before he could
make arrangements,
he received a
telegram telling him
his father had passed
away, and willed all
of his possessions to
him. He needed to
come home
immediately and take
care of things.
When he arrived at
his father's house,
sadness and regret
filled his heart. He
began to search
through his father's
important documents
and saw the Bible,
new,just as he had
left it years ago.
With tears, he
opened the Bible and
began to turn the
pages. His father had
carefully underlined a
verse, Matt 7:11,
"And if ye, being evil,
know
how to give good
gifts to your children,
how much more shall
your Heavenly Father
which is in Heaven,
give to those who ask
Him?"
As he read those
words, a car key
dropped from the
back of the Bible.It
had a tag with the
dealers name, the
same dealer who had
the sports car he had
desired.
On the tag was the
date of his
graduation, and the
words...
PAID IN FULL.
How many times do
we miss God's
blessings because
they are not
packaged as we
expected?

Love,
Esther

Tuesday 21 July 2015

WITH GOD EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE


A young man working in the army was constantly humiliated because he believed in God. One day the captain  
wanted to humiliate him before the troops. He called the young man and said: – Young man come here, take the key and go and park the Jeep in front. the young man replied: – I cannot drive! The captain said: – Well then ask for assistance of your God! Show us that He exist! The young man takes the key and walked to the vehicle and begins to pray…… …He parks the jeep at the place PERFECTLY well as the captain wanted. The young man came out of the jeep and saw them all crying. They all said together: – We want to serve your God! The young soldier was astonished, and asked what was going on? The CAPTAIN crying opened the hood of the jeep by showing the young man that the car had no engine. Then the boy said: See? This is the God I serve, THE GOD OF IMPOSSIBLE, the God who gives life to what does not exist. You may think there are things still impossible BUT WITH GOD EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE. To the person reading this, I pray the Lord work A SUPER MIRACLE in your life today In Jesus Name I Pray.. Write 'Amen' to claim this prayer 


Love,
Esther

Monday 20 July 2015

An inspiring Short story



My mother used to often ask me what the most important part of the body was. Young as I was, I thought sound was very important to us as humans. So l’d say, “My ears, Mommy!"
“No!” she would say. “There are so many people who are deaf! But you keep thinking and I will ask you again soon.” And so it went on until several years passed before she asked me again.
Since making my first attempt, I contemplated the correct answer. Or so I thought I had!
So this time I told her, “Mommy, sight is very important to everybody, so it must be our eyes.”
She looked at me and told me, “You are learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are many people who are blind.”
Stumped again, I continued my quest for knowledge and after a few years, mother asked me a couple of times more and always her answer was, “No. But you are getting smarter every year, my child!”
Then one, year, my grandfather died. Everybody was upset and everybody was crying.
Even my father wept I remember that especially because that was only the second time in my life that i had ever seen him cry.
My mom looked at me when it was our turn to say our final good-bye to grandpa; she asked me, “Don’t you know the most important body part yet, my dear?” I was shocked when she asked me this now. I always thought this was a game between her and me. She saw the confusion on my face and told me, “This question is very important. It shows that you have really lived in your life. For every body part you gave as the answer in the past, I have told you, was wrong, even giving you the reason why. But today is the day you need to learn this important lesson.”
She looked down at me as only a mother can. I saw her eyes welling up with tears. She said, “My dear, the most important part of the body is your shoulder.”
“is it because it holds up my head?” l asked.
“No,” she replied, “it is because it can hold the head of a friend or a loved one when they cry. Everybody needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear. l only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it.”
Then and there I knew that the most important body part is not a selfish one.
It is being sympathetic to the pain of others. People will forget what you said. People will forget what you did. But people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.

Wednesday 15 July 2015

We never know the love of our parents for us; till we have become parents




A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it every day. He climbed to the treetop, ate the apples, and took a nap under the shadow. He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.

Time went by, the little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree every day.

One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad.

Come and play with me, the tree asked the boy.

Boy: I am no longer a kid, I do not play around trees anymore the boy replied. I want toys. I need money to buy them.

Tree: Sorry, but I do not have money, but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money.

The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily. The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.

One day, the boy who now turned into a man returned and the tree was excited.

Come and play with me the tree said.

I do not have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?

Sorry, but I do not have any house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house. So the man cut all the branches of the tree and left happily.

The tree was glad to see him happy but the man never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.

One hot summer day, the man returned and the tree was delighted.

Come and play with me! the tree said.

I am getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat? said the man.

Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy.

So the man cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.

Finally, the man returned after many years.

Sorry, my boy. But I do not have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you the tree said.

No problem, I do not have any teeth to bite the man replied.

Tree : No more trunk for you to climb on.

I am too old for that now the man said.

I really cannot give you anything, the only thing left is my dying roots, the tree said with tears.

I do not need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years, the man replied.

Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest, come sit down with me and rest.  The man sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.

 This is a story of everyone. The tree is like our parents. When we were young, we loved to play with our Mum and Dad.

When we grow up, we leave them; only come to them when we need something or when we are in trouble.

No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could just to make you happy.

You may think the boy is cruel to the tree, but that is how all of us treat our parents.

We take them for granted; we don't appreciate all they do for us, until it too late.

~ Moral ~ 
Treat your parents with loving care¦. For you will know their value, when you see their empty chair

We never know the love of our parents for us; till we have become parents

Regards,
Esther

Wednesday 8 July 2015

Awesome post must read


How a son/daughter thinks of his/her father at different age.....
At 6 years....:My Dad is great!

At 8 years....:My Daddy knows everything.
At 12 years.....: My Daddy is good but he is short tempered.
At 14 years....: My Daddy was nice to me when I was young.
At 18 years.....: My Daddy is not in line with the current times. Frankly he does not know anything.
At 20 years...: My Daddy is becoming increasingly cranky and unreasonable.
At 23 years....: Oh! It is becoming difficult to tolerate Daddy! Wonder how Mother puts up with him!
At 25 years...: Daddy is objecting to everything.. Don't know when will he understand the world.
At 32 years...: It is becoming difficult to manage my son! I used to be so scared of my Dad when I was young...
At 40 years...: Daddy brought me up with so much discipline.. I wonder how he managed to handle the younger generation!..
At 45 years....: I am baffled as to how my Daddy brought us up..
At 50 years...: My Daddy faced so many hardship to bring us up...(we were 3 brothers and 2 sisters) I am unable to manage a single child!
At 55 years...: My Daddy was so far sighted and planned so many things for us. Even at this old age, he is able to control things. He is one of his kind and unique.
At last...: ' My Daddy was great!
Don't take so many years.....Realize it on time...
Education is not a Name of Any Degree or Certificate that can be shown to others as a Proof ...
But ...
Education is the name of Our Attitude, Actions, Language , Behavior & Personality with Others in Real Life ... !!
And thus it is Rightly said that ...
To be Born with a Personality is a Gift from your Parents ...
But ...
To Die as a Personality is an Achievement of your Own and a Return Gift to your Parents ... !!

Tuesday 7 July 2015

WORDS FROM A FATHER TO A SON ABOUT MARRIAGE



*  My son, if you keep spending on a woman and she never asked you if you’re saving or investing, and she keeps enjoying the attention, don’t marry her.
* My son, a woman could be a
good wife to you, some could be a good mother to your children but if you’ve found a woman like a mother to you, your children and your family, please don’t let her go.
* My son, don’t confine the position of your wife to the kitchen, where did you get that from? Even in our days, we had farm-lands where they worked every morning . . . that was our office.
*  My son, if I tell you that you’re the head of the house, don’t look at your pocket; look if you will see a smile on your wife’s face.
*  My son, if you want to have a long life, let your wife be in- charge of your salary, it will be difficult for her to spend it when she’s aware of the home needs and bills to pay but if it’s in your care, she will keep you asking even when all has been spent.
*  My son, don’t ever beat your woman, the pain in her body is nothing to be compared to the wound on her heart and that means you may be in trouble living with a wounded woman.
*  My son, now that you’re married, if you live a bachelor kind of life with your wife, you will soon be single again.
*  My son, in our days, we had
many wives and many children because of our large farm- lands and many harvests, there are hardly any land for farming anymore, so embrace your woman closely.
* . My son, under the cocoa tree that I did meet your mother could be your eateries and restaurants of nowadays, but remember, the closet thing we did there was to embrace each other.
*  My son, don’t be carried away when you start making more money, instead of
spending on those tiny legs that never knew how hard you worked to get it, spend it on that woman that stood by you all along.
*  My son, remember, when you say your wife has changed, there could be something you’ve stopped doing too.
*  My son, your mother rode the bicycle with me before I bought that tortoise car
outside there, any woman that won’t endure with you in your little beginning should not enjoy your riches.
* . My son, don’t compare your wife to any woman, there are ways she’s enduring you too and has she ever compared you to any man?
*  My son, there is this thing you people call feminism, well, if a woman claim to have equal right with you in the house,
divide all the bills into two equal parts, take one part and ask her to start paying the other part.
*  My son, I didn’t send your sisters to school because I was foolish like many to think a female child won’t extend my
family name, please don’t make that mistake, the kind of female achievers I see nowadays has made the male-gender an ordinary tag.
*. My son, your mother have once locked up the cloth I was wearing and almost tore it because she was angry, I did not raise my hand to beat her because of a day like this, so that I can be proud to tell you that I never for once beat your mother.
*  My son, in our days, our women had more of natural beauty, though I wouldn’t lie to you, some had minor painting of their appellation mostly on their arms, the ones you people now call tattoo, but don’t forget that they didn’t expose any part of their body like your women of nowadays.
*  My son, your mother and I are not interested in what happens in your marriage, try to handle issues without always coming to us.
*  My son, remember I bought your mother’s first sewing machine for her, help your wife achieve her dreams just as you’re pursuing yours.
*. My son, don’t stop taking care of me and your mother, so that your children will take care of you too

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