No More With Me

No More With Me

“I’m sorry. Please forgive me! I don’t mean to hold you up,” he said as he struggled to get off the escalator. I’ll admit to it. There have been times when walking or driving behind an older person I’ve gotten impatient and upset. I’ve huffed and zoomed around them because I was in a hurry to get nowhere. Perhaps I’m more aware of it now because I see myself there one day soon. Today I saw myself in this old man’s shoes and it caused me to slow down, stop and ask for his forgiveness. He was about five or six people ahead of me. I was in a hurry and saw him as an obstacle. I’ve seen people get off the end of an escalator and stop dead in their tracks, gather their things and suddenly there’s a pile up of angry people behind them. You can’t stop an escalator full of people behind you. Like the Energizer bunny, they keep on goin’. This man was well aware of the challenge. He tried desperately to step aside. Fumbling with his small packages, struggling to gain his footing, you could see how troubling this was for him. “I’m sorry. Please forgive me! I don’t mean to hold you up,” he said as he struggled to get off the escalator. I

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The Rancher and the Agent

The Rancher and the Agent

A DEA Agent stopped at a ranch in Texas and talked to an old rancher. He told the rancher, “I need to inspect your ranch for illegally grown drugs.” The rancher said, “Okay, but don’t go into that field over there…”, as he pointed out the location. The DEA Agent verbally exploded and said, “Look mister, I have the authority of the federal government with me!” Reaching into his rear back pocket, the arrogant officer removed his badge and proudly displayed it to the rancher. “See this badge?! This badge means I can go wherever I want… On any land! No questions asked, no answers given! Do you understand old man?!” The rancher nodded, apologized, and went about his chores. Moments later the rancher heard loud screams, he looked up and saw the DEA agent running for his life, being chased by the ranchers big Santa Gertrudis Bull. With every step the bull was gaining ground on the officer, and it was likely that he’d sure enough get gored before he reached safety. The officer was clearly terrified. The old rancher threw down his tools, ran as fast as he could to the fence, and yelled at the top of his lungs. “Your Badge! Show Him Your Badge!” As hilarious as this story may seem, there is a profound lesson

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Traffic Ticket

Jack took a long look at his speedometer before slowing down: 73 in a 55 zone. Fourth time in as many months. How could a guy get caught so often? When his car had slowed to 10 miles an hour, Jack pulled over, but only partially. Let the cop worry about the potential traffic hazard. Maybe some other car will tweak his backside with a mirror. The cop was stepping out of his car, the big pad in hand. Bob? Bob from church? Jack sunk farther into his trench coat. This was worse than the coming ticket. A Christian cop catching a guy from his own church. A guy who happened to be a little anxious to get home after a long day at the office. A guy he was about to play golf with tomorrow. Jumping out of the car, he approached a man he saw every Sunday, a man he’d never seen in uniform. “Hi, Bob. Fancy meeting you like this.” “Hello, Jack.” No smile. “Guess you caught me red-handed in a rush to see my wife and kids.” “Yeah, I guess.” Bob seemed uncertain. Good. “I’ve seen some long days at the office lately. I’m afraid I bent the rules a bit-just this once.” Jack toed at a pebble on the pavement. “Diane said something about roast

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Legacy of Success

Legacy of Success

There was a certain wealthy man who lived in a certain town. He had just a son; when the boy grew up, he wanted to take over the father’s estate. His father gave him a condition he must fulfil before he can hand over his multibillion-dollar business to him. The condition: Earn 10,000 dollars and show me the money. The son sought help from his mother and brought the money to his father claiming he worked for it. His father collected the cash and threw it into the oven. The two watched until the whole money was burnt to ashes. He admonished his son to go on and work for the money and bring it to him. The mother again gave him another $10,000 and told the boy to wait for some time, disguise and look worn out before seeing his father. When he eventually met his father with the money, the old man was at the same spot close to the oven. The man took the cash and again threw it into the oven. The two men again watched the $10,000 burnt to ashes. Again, the man said, “Son, go work to save $10000 and show me. Only then will my inheritance will be yours.” The boy was furious knowing that his father was determined on the condition of

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The LORD’s Test

The LORD’s Test

I woke up this morning and knew that today, The sun would not be shining and the clouds would be gray. As I stepped outside, rain fell upon my head. My car wouldn’t start so I walked to school instead. I forgot all of my assignments I failed all of my tests. I dropped my head in disgust and asked the Lord for one request. “Lord, why is it that things won’t go my way?” He gently replied, “Dear child it is because you didn’t thank me yesterday. I woke you up and enabled you to see the sun again. I gave you shelter, protected your family, and even let you make a new friend. I blessed you far greater than I ever had before. But you were too busy to thank me once more. You didn’t feel sick because I maintained your health. You had money in your pocket because I maintained your wealth. You had shoes on your feet and clothes to wear, too. You had plenty of food to eat and what did you do? You ignored me and went about your tasks. But when you wanted something you never hesitated to ask. I was there when you needed me and that wasn’t too long ago. But when things started going your way, it was me you

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The House Behind the Weeds

The House Behind the Weeds

Just two little boys walking down a dusty lane They came upon this old white house With broken window panes. The paint was faded, the shine was gone The grass had grown so high Still they made their little feet To see what was inside. They opened up the squeaky door And then it came to light This must have been an old church house Once upon a time. Dirty, dusty wooden pews A pulpit that still stood A bible laid upon it Though the pages weren’t too good. An offering plate and song books too Were lying on the floor They must have left this old church fast The day they closed these doors. And over in the corner A piano was still there It must have played a pretty tune But I guess nobody cared. So little Bill looked up at Tommy And Tommy looked at Bill Why Don’t we clean this old church up, and get these old pews filled?” They took a rag and wiped the dust To try and make things shine And then they took the offering plate And put in it their Last dime. They took a broom and swept the floor And picked up broken glass They got it all so nice and neat And then they mowed the grass. They lifted

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