Sacrifice

There was once a bridge that spanned a large river. During most of the day the bridge sat with its length running up and down the river paralleled with the banks, allowing ships to pass through freely on both sides of the bridge. But at certain times each day, a train would come along and the bridge would be turned sideways across the river, allowing the train to cross it.A switchman sat in a shack on one side of the river where he operated the controls to turn the bridge and lock it into place as the train crossed.



One evening as the switchman was waiting for the last train of the day to come, he looked off into the distance through the dimming twilight and caught sight of the train lights. He stepped onto the control and waited until the train was within a prescribed distance.

Then he was to turn the bridge. He turned the bridge into position, but, to his horror, he found the locking control did not work. If the bridge was not securely in position, it would cause the train to jump the track and go crashing into the river. This would be a passenger train with MANY people aboard.



He left the bridge turned across the river and hurried across the bridge to the other side of the river, where there was a lever switch he could hold to operate the lock manually.



He would have to hold the lever back firmly as the train crossed. He could hear the rumble of the train now, and he took hold of the lever and leaned backward to apply his weight to it, locking the bridge. He kept applying the pressure to keep the mechanism locked. Many lives depended on this man's strength.



Then, coming across the bridge from the direction of his control shack, he heard a sound that made his blood run cold.



"Daddy, where are you?" His four-year-old son was crossing the bridge to look for him. His first impulse was to cry out to the child, "Run! Run!" But the train was too close; the tiny legs would never make it across the bridge in time..



The man almost left his lever to snatch up his son and carry him to safety. But he realized that he could not get back to the lever in time if he saved his son.



Either many people on the train or his own son - must die. For him and his wife their son is the  soul..



He took but a moment to make his decision. The train sped safely and swiftly on its way, and no one aboard was even aware of the tiny broken body thrown mercilessly into the river by the on rushing train. Nor were they aware of the pitiful figure of the sobbing man, still clinging to the locking lever long after the train had passed.

They did not see him walking home more slowly than he had ever walked; to tell his wife how their son had brutally died.

For him the lives of others mattered than his own soul.. he will never forgive himself as he is responsible for his own son's life.. 

Sacrifice for others.. 

God Said NO

I asked God to take away my habit.
God said, No..

It is not for me to take away, but for you to give it up.


I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.

God said, No. His spirit is whole, his body is only temporary.


I asked God to grant me patience.

God said, No.
Patience is a byproduct of tribulations; it isn't granted, it is learned.



I asked God to give me happiness.

God said, No.
I give you blessings; Happiness is up to you.


I asked God to spare me pain.

God said, No.
Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares and brings you closer to me.




I asked God to make my spirit grow.

God said, No.
You must grow on your own, but I will prune you to make you fruitful.



I asked God for all things that I might enjoy life.


God said, No.
I will give you life, so that you may enjoy all things.



I asked God to help me LOVE others, as much as He loves me.

God said...Ahhhh, finally you have the idea.


May God Bless You,

'To the world you might be one person, But to one person you just might be the world'

'May the Lord Bless you and keep you, May the Lord Make his face shine upon you,
And give you Peace........Forever' 'Good friends are like stars....
You don't always see them, But you know they are always there.

I am Embroiding Your Life

When I was a little boy, my mother used to embroider a great deal. I would sit at her knee and look up from the floor and ask what she was doing. She informed me that she was embroidering.
I told her that it looked like a mess from where I was. As from the underside I watched her work within the boundaries of the little round hoop that she held in her hand, I complained to her that it sure looked messy from where I sat.
She would smile at me, look down and gently say, "My son, you go about your playing for a while, and when I am finished with my embroidering, I will put you on my knee and let you see it from my side."
I would wonder why she was using some dark threads along with the bright ones and why they seemed so jumbled from my view. A few minutes would pass and then I would hear Mother's voice say, "Son, come and sit on my knee."
This I did only to be surprised and thrilled to see a beautiful flower or a sunset. I could not believe it, because from underneath it looked so messy.
Then Mother would say to me, "My son, from underneath it did look messy and jumbled, but you did not realize that there was a pre-drawn plan on the top. It was a design. I was only following it. Now look at it from my side and you will see what I was doing."
Many times through the years I have looked up to my Heavenly Father and said,
"Father, what are You doing?"
He has answered, "I am embroidering your life."
 I say, "But it looks like a mess to me. It seems so jumbled. The threads seem so dark. Why can't they all be bright?"
The Father seems to tell me, "'My child, you go about your business of doing My business, and one day I will bring you to Heaven and put you on My knee and you will see the plan from My side."

Motivational

 Success and Failure
Failure is the highway to success. Tom Watson Sr. said, "If you want to succeed, double
your failure rate."
If you study history, you will find that all stories of success are also stories of great
failures. But people don't see the failures. They only see one side of the picture and they
say that person got lucky: "He must have been at the right place at the right time."
Let me share someone's life history with you. This was a man who failed in business at
the age of 21 ; was defeated in a legislative race at age 22; failed again in business at
age 24; overcame the death of his sweetheart at age 26; had a nervous breakdown at
age 27; lost a congressional race at age 34; lost a senatorial race at age 45; failed in an
effort to become vice-president at age 47; lost a senatorial race at age 49; and was
elected president of the United States at age 52.
This man was Abraham Lincoln.













Would you call him a failure? He could have quit. But to Lincoln, defeat was a detour and
not a dead end.
In 1913, Lee De Forest, inventor of the triodes tube, was charged by the district attorney
for using fraudulent means to mislead the public into buying stocks of his company by
claiming that he could transmit the human voice across the Atlantic. He was publicly
humiliated. Can you imagine where we would be without his invention?
A New York Times editorial on December 10, 1903, questioned the wisdom of the Wright
Brothers who were trying to invent a machine, heavier than air, that would fly. One week
later, at Kitty Hawk, the Wright Brothers took their famous flight.
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Colonel Sanders, at age 65, with a beat-up car and a $100 check from Social Security,
realized he had to do something. He remembered his mother's recipe and went out
selling. How many doors did he have to knock on before he got his first order? It is
estimated that he had knocked on more than a thousand doors before he got his first
order. How many of us quit after three tries, ten tries, a hundred tries, and then we say
we tried as hard as we could?
As a young cartoonist, Walt Disney faced many rejections from newspaper editors, who
said he had no talent. One day a minister at a church hired him to draw some cartoons.
Disney was working out of a small mouse infested shed near the church. After seeing a
small mouse, he was inspired. That was the start of Mickey Mouse.
Successful people don't do great things, they only do small things in a great way.
One day a partially deaf four year old kid came home with a note in his pocket from his
teacher, "Your Tommy is too stupid to learn, get him out of the school." His mother read
the note and answered, "My Tommy is not stupid to learn, I will teach him myself." And
that Tommy grew up to be the great Thomas Edison. Thomas Edison had only three
months of formal schooling and he was partially deaf.
Henry Ford forgot to put the reverse gear in the first car he made.
Do you consider these people failures? They succeeded in spite of problems, not in the
absence of them. But to the outside world, it appears as though they just got lucky.
All success stories are stories of great failures. The only difference is that every time they
failed, they bounced back. This is called failing forward, rather than backward. You learn
and move forward. Learn from your failure and keep moving.
In 1914, Thomas Edison, at age 67, lost his factory, which was worth a few million
dollars, to fire. It had very little insurance. No longer a young man, Edison watched his
lifetime effort go up in smoke and said, "There is great value in disaster. All our mistakes
are burnt up. Thank God we can start anew." In spite of disaster, three weeks later, he
invented the phonograph. What an attitude!