\”Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.\”
Daily Archives April 24, 2015
Like the little old lady who returned your wallet yesterday.
Like the taxi driver who told you that your eyes light up the world, when you smile.
Like the small child who showed you the wonder in simple things.
Like the poor man who offered to share his lunch with you.
Like the rich man who showed you that it really is all possible, if only you believe.
Like the stranger who just happened to come along, when you had lost your way.
Like the friend who touched your heart, when you didn\’t think you had one to touch.
Angels come in all sizes and shapes, all ages and skin types.
Some with freckles, some with dimples, some with wrinkles, some without.
They come disguised as friends, enemies, teachers, students, lovers and fools.
They don\’t take life too seriously, they travel light.
An exasperated mother, whose son was always getting into mischief, finally asked him, \”How do you expect to get into heaven?\”
The boy thought it over and said, \”Well, I\’ll just run in and out and in and out and keep slamming the door until St. Peter says, \’For heaven\’s sake, Jimmy, come in or stay out.\’\”
An old preacher was dying. He sent a message for his doctor and his lawyer, both church members, to come to his home.
When they arrived, they were ushered up to his bedroom. As they entered the room the preacher held out his hands and motioned for them to sit, one on each side of his bed. The preacher grasped their hands, sighed contentedly, smiled and stared at the ceiling. For a time, no one said anything.
Both the doctor and the lawyer were touched and flattered that the preacher would ask them to be with him during his final moments. They were also puzzled; the preacher had never given them any indication that he particularly liked either of them...