Prophets Are Profiting from Child Abuse In Africa there are children that are being labeled as witches by false prophets. Once the child is labeled a witch they are gave to a prophet to undergo a deliverance. Read More
The Ultimate Betrayal Mariah's mother and husband had an affair for years and her life was changed forever. She caught them two times and God knows how many other times they were together. Read More
Bathroom Tissue Paper Christmas Wreath Craft Project A craft project for a Christmas wreath made out of bathroom tissue paper, colored kitchen trash bags, a clothes hanger and some embellishments. A great project for children and adults. Read More
Paranormal Activities I Have Experienced I have had four paranormal experiences. My grandma came and visited me two weeks after she passed away. I was comforted by an entity. My daughter was taking pictures in my house with me present, and an entity and an orb showed up on some photos. Read More
How to Make Goulash Goulashes definition from Wikipedia. An explanation of how different countries make goulash. My recipe for hamburger goulash. Read More
Helpful Tips when Considering a Skate Park Security Job This article tells you what you need to know when considering a skate park security job. Read about my experience with Paul Rodriguez III(P-Rod) when I was security at my local skate park. Read More Meant to Be Together: A True Love Story - Part 1 They grew up together not romantically interested in each other until they became adults. They dated for a couple of years then went their separate way to later find one another again. Read More
Jason's Law Jason Rivenburg (35) was shot and killed in his truck in South Carolina on March 5,2009 in an abandoned gas station that was frequently used as a rest area. From our tragic loss we are hoping to create and pass "Jason's Law." The purpose of Jason's Law is to provide secure areas along our nation's highways for truck drivers to rest and/or wait to unload their trucks. Please help us to bring this issue to the attention of our legislators so that we may save another family from enduring such pain. Jason leaves behind his son,(2) his wife,and soon to be delivered twins.
We the undersigned,are requesting that the U.S. Government enact legislation that will protect truck drivers within the United States. We are requesting that truck stops be required to have adequate lighting and cameras and businesses be required to provide a secure common area for them to wait to unload.
We the undersigned are outraged to hear about your churches labeling children as witches. Unfortunately many of the children are starved, tortured, abandoned and even killed because their parents and the communities are afraid. The rest of humanity finds that this is evil and totally shameful. Please stop these shameful activities.
l do plead with you and your churches to stop the endangering of these innocent children, they are not evil, they are normal children and they have rights. If this doesn't stop soon Nigeria will no longer have a future and the world will have missed the gifts that these children will have gave to us all. Please investigate your churches and make sure that they are not doing harm to any children.
Modified 3/5/08, 3/24/08
I want to let everyone know that I do not have any ties with SSN or CRARN. I do fully support them and they are truly appreciated.
This petition was written by me only and they had no influence on what I have stated in this petition.
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If a child lives with criticism, he learns to feel discouraged If a child lives with hostility, he learns to feel angry If a child lives with violence, he learns to feel afraid If a child lives with dishonesty, he learns to feel suspicious If a child lives with judgement, he learns to feel guilty If a child lives with ridicule, he learns to feel ashamed If a child lives with disorder, he learns to feel confused If a child lives with disappointment, he learns to feel helpless If a child lives with silence, he learns to feel lonely
BUT
If a child lives with protection, he learns to feel safe If a child lives with honesty, he learns to feel trustful If a child lives with peace, he learns to feel calm If a child lives with sharing, he learns to feel thankful If a child lives with understanding, he learns to feel encouraged If a child lives with laughter, he learns to feel happy If a child lives with creativity, he learns to feel inspired If a child lives with choice, he learns to feel free If a child lives with community, he learns to feel supported If a child lives with accomplishment, he learns to feel confident If a child lives with meaning, he learns to feel fulfilled If a child lives with love, he learns to feel tender
by Duen Hsi Yen No longer are you all alone in this world, we are here. No longer do you shop in our grocery stores among us, unnoticed as before, we are there with you and we are now more aware than ever of you. No longer are you unnoticed in our libraries, hunting our children, we see you and we are there too. No longer do you stalk our young in our parks unnoticed, we notice you, and we are there. No longer are you cloaked in our malls as merely a passerby, waiting for the right opportunity to strike, We are the ones pretending to just pass you by, waiting for the right moment, the least excuse to send you away again, this time forever! No longer are we as parents, the one’s who have to worry about you and for our children’s safety, it is you the pedophile that will be concerned, worried about us, not ever knowing where or who we are! No longer do you sit in restaurants, hidden among the descent, it is we who eat beside you now, that watch and wait for you to move. No longer will you move in silence, we see you and we will sound the alarm to your coming, No longer will our streets be empty from children, carefree to play in the day, it is you who will avoid our streets and our children, careful not to make yourself known No longer will forgiveness be our responsibility, it belongs to God , we may at times be the one who must be forgiven now, We have turned the cheek as directed, now we will turn the page in this chapter, This is a new beginning dear pedophile, it begins as these words are read, There is a growing ,weary, tired and abused community, where it has been someone else’s child These are all our children, regardless of race, religion, creed, ability, or nationality, My neighbor’s missing child is my missing child, Whether you’ve struck on my street, or ten states over, Whether you stole my families innocents, Or the innocents of another, No longer are you free to roam in the wide blue yonder, We are changing the tide of tolerance Dear Pedophile, No more probation, no more good behavior, We only offer you a fair trial, so not to become like you! No longer are you all alone Dear Pedophile, we are here too, It is now safe for the children on my street, just not safe anymore for you, No longer do you have to worry ,do they know what I want to do? We know your hearts wicked desire Dear Pedophile, Do you know what we are going to do? No longer Dear Pedophile will you strike fear into the hearts of our families, No longer will you steal our babies or take they’re innocents away, No longer will you live in peace in that place in your mind, We are The Child Protection Community, we are everyone, everywhere, every time.
Entertain Angels Unaware
I lie awake cold and alone, No place to call my home,
Upon the night, Darkness is my light,
Everywhere I roam, To find a place to sleep,
With no shoes upon my feet, No material things do I keep,
The ground is cold, My stomach is empty, As I see people who have plenty.
No one cares for me, For I am homeless you see,
I have had a hard life, It started the day I lost my wife,
I don't want sorrow or pity, Just some love and care,
Maybe some shampoo to wash my hair. People pass me by,
Without a tear in their eye, Never giving a hand,
What If I was an angel? Sent from God above.
To test man of, His brotherly love?
You will never know, If you never give true brotherly love,
For we entertain angels unaware, Never knowing the true spirit hidden there,
This poem is given, To you as a lesson,
Whenever passing someone in need, Let go of the greed,
Stop and heed to your heart, To the call your heart has be given,
Help those in need, While you are living,
Several times my daughter had telephoned to say, "Mother, you must come see the daffodils before they are over." I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead. "I will come next Tuesday, "I promised, a little reluctantly, on her third call.
Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and so I drove there. When I finally walked into Carolyn's house and hugged and greeted my grandchildren, I said, "Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is invisible in the clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children that I want to see bad enough to drive another inch!"
My daughter smiled calmly and said, "We drive in this all the time, Mother."Well, you won't get me back on the road until it clears, and then I'm heading for home!" I assured her.
"I was hoping you'd take me over to the garage to pick up my car." "How far will we have to drive?" "Just a few blocks," Carolyn said. "I'll drive. I'm used to this."
After several minutes, I had to ask, "Where are we going? This isn't the way to the garage!" "We're going to my garage the long way," Carolyn smiled, "by way of the daffodils."
"Carolyn," I said sternly, "please turn around." "It's all right, Mother, I promise. You will never forgive yourself if you miss this experience."
After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a small gravel road and I saw a small church. On the far side of the church, I saw a hand-lettered sign that read, "Daffodil Garden." We got out of the car and each took a child's hand, and I followed Carolyn down the path. Then, we turned a corner of the path, and I looked up and gasped. Before me lay the most glorious sight.
It looked as though someone had taken a great vat of gold and poured it down over the mountain peak and slopes. The flowers were planted in majestic, swirling patterns -- great ribbons and swaths of deep orange, white, lemon yellow, salmon pink, saffron, and butter yellow. Each different colored variety was planted as a group so that it swirled and flowed like its own river with its own unique hue.
There were five acres of flowers. "But who has done this?" I asked Carolyn. "It's just one woman," Carolyn answered. "She lives on the property. That's her home." Carolyn pointed to a well-kept A-frame house that looked small and modest in the midst of all that glory.
We walked up to the house. On the patio, we saw a poster:
"Answers to the Questions I Know You Are Asking"
50,000 bulbs.
One at a time, by one woman. Two hands, two feet, and very little brain.
Began in 1958.
There it was...."The Daffodil Principle." For me, that moment was a life-changing experience.
I thought of this woman whom I had never met, who, more than forty years before, had begun -- one bulb at a time -- to bring her vision of beauty and joy to an obscure mountain top. Still, just planting one bulb at a time, year after year, had changed the world. This unknown woman had forever changed the world in which she lived. She had created something of ineffable (indescribable) magnificence, beauty, and inspiration.
The principle her daffodil garden taught is one of the greatest principles of celebration. That is, learning to move toward our goals and desires one step at a time -- often just one baby-step at a time --and learning to love the doing, learning to use the accumulation of time.
When we multiply tiny pieces of time with small increments of daily effort, we too will find we can accomplish magnificent things. We can change the world!
"It makes me sad in a way," I admitted to Carolyn. "What might I have accomplished if I had thought of a wonderful goal thirty-five or forty years ago and had worked away at it 'one bulb at a time' through all those years. Just think what I might have been able to achieve!
"My daughter summed up the message of the day in her usual direct way. "Start tomorrow," she said. It's so pointless to think of the lost hours of yesterdays. The way to make learning a lesson of celebration instead of a cause for regret is to only ask....
"How can I put this to use today?"
We convince ourselves that life will be better after we get married, have a baby, then another. Then we are frustrated that the kids aren't old enough and we'll be more content when they are. After that, we're frustrated that we have teenagers to deal with. We will certainly be happy when they are out of that stage. We tell ourselves that our life will be complete when our spouse gets his or her act together, when we get a nicer car, when we are able to go on a nice vacation, or when we retire. The truth is there's no better time to be happy than right now. If not now, when? Your life will always be filled with challenges. It's best to admit this to yourself and decide to be happy anyway. Happiness is the way. So, treasure every moment that you have and treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time with... and remember that time waits for no one.
So, stop waiting... Until your car or home is paid off Until you get a new car or home Until your kids leave the house Until you go back to school Until you finish school Until you lose 10 lbs. Until you gain 10 lbs. Until you get married Until you get a divorce Until you have kids Until you retire Until summer Until spring Until winter Until fall Until you die
There is no better time than right now to be happy. Happiness is a journey, not a destination. So work like you don't need money, love like you've never been hurt, and dance like no one's watching.
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Kelli, I wish that your cornucopia of life is abundant in love, peace and light! Be thankful that you can share that abundance with Family and Friends this Thanksgiving.
We are blessed by the wisdom of our first people and thankful for the Great Spirit's path of life!