CON BÚP-BÊ VÀ CÀNH HOA HỒNG

Chuyện nên đọc rồi phổ biến CON BÚP-BÊ VÀ CÀNH HOA HỒNG TG chuyển ngữ. Tôi đi vòng trong một tiệm Target và chứng kiến cảnh người thu-ngân đang trao lại một số tiền cho cậu bé. Cậu chỉ độ 5 hay 6 tuổi. Người thu- ngân nói, “Rất tiếc là em không có đủ tiền để mua con búp-bê này”. Đoạn cậu bé quay sang bà cụ đứng cạnh: “Bà à, bà có chắc là con không có đủ tiền không, bà?” Bà cụ đáp: Con à, con biết là con không có đủ tiền để mua con búp-bê này mà”. Rồi bà cụ bảo cậu bé cứ đứng đó chừng 5 phút để bà đi một vòng trong tiệm. Rồi bà lẩn đi ngay. Cậu bé vẫn cầm con búp-bê trong tay. Cuối cùng , tôi bước đến cậu bé và hỏi là cậu muốn tặng con búp-bê này cho ai. “Đây là con búp bê mà em gái của con yêu thích lắm và ước ao có được trong Giáng Sinh này. Em ấy tin là Ông già Noel sẽ mang quà này lại cho em ấy.” Tôi trả lời cậu bé rằng “thế nào Ông già Noel rồi cũng sẽ mang lại cho em con, con đừng lo.” Nhưng cậu trả lời buồn bã. “Không, Ông già Noel không mang đến chỗ em đang ở được. Con phải trao con búp-bê này cho mẹ con, rồi mẹ con mới có thể trao lại cho em con khi mẹ đến đó.” Đôi mắt cậu bé thật buồn khi nói những lời này. “Em con đã trở về với Chúa. Ba con bảo là mẹ cũng sắp về với Chúa, bởi vậy con nghĩ là mẹ có thể mang con búp-bê này theo với mẹ để trao lại cho em con.” Tim tôi như muốn ngừng đập. Cậu bé nhìn lên tôi và nói: “Con nói với ba là hãy bảo mẹ đừng có đi vội. Con muốn mẹ con hãy chờ con đi mall về rồi hãy đi.” Rồi cậu lấy ra cho tôi xem một tấm ảnh trong đó cậu đang cười thích thú. “Con muốn mẹ mang theo tấm ảnh này của con để mẹ sẽ không quên con. Con thương mẹ con và mong ước mẹ không phải bỏ con để đi, nhưng ba con nói là mẹ phải đi để ở cạnh em của con.” Rồi cậu lặng thinh nhìn con búp-bê buồn bã. Tôi vội vàng tìm ví bạc trong túi và nói với cậu bé: “hãy thử coi lại xem, biết đâu con lại có đủ tiền mua con búp-bê này thì sao!” “Dạ”, cậu bé đáp, “con mong là có đủ tiền”. Không cho cậu bé thấy, tôi kẹp thêm tiền vào mớ tiền của cậu bé, và chúng tôi cùng đếm. Chẳng những đủ số tiền cho con búp-bê mà còn dư thêm một ít nữa. Cậu bé nói: “Cảm ơn Chúa đã cho con đủ tiền!” Rồi cậu nhìn tôi và nói thêm, “tối qua trước khi đi ngủ, con đã hỏi xin Chúa hãy làm sao cho con có đủ tiền để mua con búp-bê này để mẹ con có thể mang đi cho em con. Chúa đã nghe lời cầu xin của con rồi..” “Con cũng muốn có đủ tiền mua hoa hồng trắng cho mẹ con, nhưng không dám hỏi Chúa nhiều. Nhưng Ngài lại cho con đủ tiền để mua búp-bê và hoa hồng trắng nữa..” “Mẹ con yêu hoa hồng trắng lắm.” Vài phút sau bà cụ trở lại, và tôi cũng rời khỏi tiệm. Tôi làm xong việc mua sắm trong một trạng thái hoàn toàn khác hẳn với khi bắt đầu vào tiệm. Và tôi không thể rứt bỏ hình ảnh của cậu bé ra khỏi tâm trí tôi. Đoạn tôi nhớ lại một bài báo trong tờ nhật báo địa phương cách đây hai hôm. Bài báo viết về một tài xế say rượu lái xe vận tải đụng vào xe của một thiếu phụ và một bé gái nhỏ. Đứa bé gái chết ngay tại hiện trường, còn người mẹ được đưa đi cứu cấp trong tình trạng nguy kịch. Gia đình phải quyết định có nên rút ống máy trợ-sinh khỏi bệnh nhân hay không vì người thiếu phụ này không còn có thể hồi tỉnh ra khỏi cơn hôn mê. Phải chăng đấy là gia đình của cậu bé? Hai ngày sau khi gặp cậu bé, tôi đọc thấy trên báo là người thiếu phụ đã qua đời. Tôi bị một sự thôi thúc và đã mua một bó hoa hồng trắng và đi thẳng đến nhà quàn nơi tang lễ của người thiếu phụ đang diễn ra và mọi người đến nhìn mặt người quá cố lần cuối cùng. Cô nằm đó, trong cỗ áo quan, cầm trong tay một cành hồng màu trắng với tấm ảnh của cậu bé và con búp-bê được đặt trên ngực của cô. Tôi rời nơi đó, nước mắt đoanh tròng, cảm giác rằng đời tôi đã vĩnh viễn thay đổi. Tình yêu của cậu bé dành cho mẹ và em gái cho đến ngày nay thật khó mà tưởng tượng. Và chỉ trong một phần nhỏ của một giây đồng hồ, một gã lái xe say rượu, hay người lái xe bất cẩn, đã lấy đi tất cả những gì thân thiết nhất của đời cậu. Bây giờ bạn có 2 chon lựa: Post lại sứ điệp này. Cứ phớt lờ đi giống như câu chuyện này chẳng bao giờ đụng chạm gì đến tấm lòng của bạn. “Chỉ một chút thiếu cố gắng sẽ luôn là nguyên nhân gây tổn thất ”. Robert A. Schreiber

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Please Listen!

Please Listen!

Mommy, Daddy, I See Jesus Everyday!

Aborted babies line the streets,
Awaiting their rescuer to meet.
They know they are in a better place,
When they see their rescuer’s face.

Mommy, Daddy don’t you cry,
I’m with Jesus in the sky!
I died a very painful death,
And then I took my final breath!

Angels came and brought me here,
They think I am very dear!
They knew you didn’t want me anymore,
So they brought me to heaven’s door.

I arrived at heaven’s pearly gate,
They opened the doors, I couldn’t wait!
They wiped away all my tears,
And took away all my fears.

Mommy, daddy please don’t fear,
It is very pretty here!
There is no day, there is no night,
Jesus is so very bright!

They washed me and gave me a royal gown,
Now I walk on streets of gold in a golden town.
I miss you mom, I miss you dad,
I’m sorry you thought I was so bad.

I asked Jesus why I had to die,
He said there was no real reason why,
He said you could have put me up for adoption,
But you thought abortion was your only option.

The timing was wrong in your life,
I had to be the real sacrifice.
Mommy, Daddy don’t you see,
Jesus died on a tree.

He died to take your sins away,
So you can come to heaven someday.
Mommy, Daddy you can be,
Up here in heaven along with me.

If you ask Jesus in your heart,
We’ll live forever and never depart.
Mommy, Daddy you I forgive,
For now it is with Jesus that I live,

Now I am here to stay,
I see Jesus everyday!

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Old Paths

____________________________________________________________ I pray for the Old Paths to always be taken in your life! THE OLD PATHS I liked the old paths, when Moms were at home. Dads were at work. Brothers went into the army. And sisters got married BEFORE having children! Crime did not pay; Hard work did; And people knew the difference. Moms could cook; Dads would work; Children would behave. Husbands were loving; Wives were supportive; And children were polite. Women wore the jewelry; And Men wore the pants. Women looked like ladies; Men looked like gentlemen; And children looked decent. People loved the truth, And hated a lie; They came to church to get IN, Not to get OUT! Hymns sounded Godly; Sermons sounded helpful; Rejoicing sounded normal; And crying sounded sincere. Cursing was wicked; Drugs were for illness; And divorce was unthinkable. The flag was honored; America was beautiful; And God was welcome! We read the Bible in public; Prayed in school; And preached from house to house To be called an American was worth dying for; To be called a Christian was worth living for; To be called a traitor was a shame! Preachers preached because they had a message; And Christians rejoiced because they had the VICTORY! Preachers preached from the Bible; Singers sang from the heart; And sinners turned to the Lord to be SAVED! A new birth meant a new life; Salvation meant a changed life; Following Christ led to eternal life. Being a preacher meant you proclaimed the word of God; Being a deacon meant you would serve the Lord; Being a Christian meant you would live for Jesus; And being a sinner meant someone was praying for you! Laws were based on the Bible; Homes read the Bible; And churches taught the Bible. God was worshiped; Christ was exalted; And the Holy Spirit was respected.. Church was where you found Christians On the Lord's day, rather than in the garden, On the creek bank, on the golf course, Or being entertained somewhere else. I still like the old paths the best! 'The Old Paths' was written by a retired minister who lives In Tennessee .

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Hope you get lots of roses!

One can only hope, but prayer will increase your chances!

Hope you get lots of roses! One Rose for Unconditional Love One Rose For Financial Wealth One for Everlasting Happiness Several for Success One for Knowledge One for Beauty, inner and outer Many for Family One for Honesty And the last one for a long and healthy life For every friend you send these roses to, your wish will come true This is a friend test. Send this to as many friends as you possibly can, especially the person that sent to you and if you get it back, you truly will know who your friends are. You have 30 seconds to start. If you send this to 2 people - it will come true in a year 5 people - in 3 months 7 people - in 1 month 10 people - in a week 15 or more - tomorrow

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Why boys need parents...

Danny Horn sent in this batch of Trooper photos. I have no idea where he got them from.

This is for those mothers of boys, sisters of boys, and boys that have grown older...And anyone else who needs a laugh.

Why boys need parents...



John Conley ponders where this road may lead him in his lifes journey.


A young Terry Valentine learns one of lifes in and outs at a very early age.



Dan Thompson learns it is possible to go thru life without ones foot in his mouth.

 
Alan Bonit, Charles Murawaski and Will Seibert take a much needed
"time out" from harrassing the girls on the playground.




Ron Thompson says, "one small leap for man kind, one landing for the medics.


Rob Ferguson never thought much of losing his head...except that one time!



Gary Warne never got to have this much fun again until he drove Alpha-8.


Jim Smith actually started dateing girls when he was six years old.



Some say that practical jokes may have been the reason that Ron
Davidson ran away from home and joined the Army at age 15.


Has Joe Birindelli ever told anyone how he and Sissy met?



Bill Baty was considered by many the champion Watermelon eater early-on.

Still is.....


Skip Bell always had a nack for Camoflauge...



Dan Horn was born at the computer.


Jim and Kay Dempsey knew it was forever at the begining.



Mike Jarvis finally broke that evil habit following the AA Meeting.


Tom Heckman couldn't stand the sight of anything that didn't look like a jeep.



Ed Novak learned the motto "Kiss the Girls and make them cry at an early age.

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I believe -...I just did.

Believe . . . Have a seat . . . relax . . . and read this slowly.This sums it all up . . .I believe -. . . that just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other.And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.I believe -. . . that we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.I believe -. . . that no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.I believe -. . . that true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.I believe -. . . that you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.I believe -. . . that it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to beI believe -. . . that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.I believe -. . . that you can keep going long after you think you can't.I believe -. . . that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.I believe -. . . that either you control your attitude or it controls you.I believe -. . .. That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.I believe -. . . that money is a lousy way of keeping score.I believe -. . . that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.I believe -. . . that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up.I believe -. . . that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.I believe -. . . that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.I believe -. . . that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.I believe -. . . that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.I believe -. . .. that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.I believe -. . . that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.I believe -. . . two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.I believe -. . . that your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.I believe -. . . that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you - you will find the strength to help.I believe -. . . that credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.I believe -. . . that the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.I believe -. . . that you should send this to all of the people that you believe in. I just did.
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We breath the same air, feel the same wind and walk on the same Mother Earth.. What we do to self we do to all as everything ripples out into the universe. You are the best person you can be right in this moment.
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LAST WISH POEM.

LAST WISH POEM. Slow Dance Slow Dance This is a poem written by a teenager with cancer. She wants to see how many people get her poem. It is quite the poem. Please pass it on. This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital. It! was sent by a medical doctor - Make sure to read what is in the closing statement AFTER THE POEM. SLOW DANCE Have you ever watched kids On a merry-go-round? Or listened to the rain Slapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight? Or gazed at the sun into the fading night? You better slow down. Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last. Do you run through each day On the fly? When you ask How are you? Do you hear the reply? When the day is done ! Do you lie in your bed With the next hundred chores Running through your head? You'd better slow down Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last. Ever told your child, We'll do it tomorrow? And in your haste, Not see his sorrow? Ever lost touch, Let a good friendship die Cause you never had time To call and say,"Hi" You'd better slow down. Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last. When you run so fast to get somewhere You miss half the fun of getting there. When you worry and hurry through your day, It is like an unopened gift.... Thrown away. Life is not a race. Do take it slower Hear the music Before the song is over. -------------------- FORWARDED E-MAILS ARE TRACKED TO OBTAIN THE TOTAL COUNT. Dear All: PLEASE pass this mail on to everyone you know - even to those you don't know! It is the request of a special girl who will soon leave this world due to cancer. This young girl has 6 months left to live, and as her dying wish, she wanted to send a letter telling everyone to live. source:
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Prayer is one of the best free gifts we recei ve

Hey! I am picking a few people (who have touched my life, just as Saint Theresa would have done. In case anyone is not aware, Saint Theresa is known as the Saint of the Little Ways, meaning she believed in doing the little things in life well and with great love. She is also the patron Saint of flower growers and florists. She is represented by roses. May everyone who receives this message be blessed. Prayer is one of the best free gifts we recei ve. Saint Theresa's prayer:May today there be peace within. May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be. May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith. May you use those gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you. May you be content knowing you are a child of God. Let this presence settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love. It is there for each and every one of us.

You're all alot of SWEETIES now you have to pass your sweetness to your friends
Wink Wink You have been hit. You have been considered One of the MOST SWEET FRIENDS on my friends list. Once you have been hit, you have to hit SWEET FRIENDS.

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True Friendship

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hey uTrue FriendshipNone of that Sissy CrapAre you tired of those sissy "friendship" poems that always sound good, but never actually come close to reality? Well, here is a series of promises that actually speak of true friendship. You will see no cutesy little smiley faces on this card-just the stone cold truth of our great friendship.1. When you are sad -- I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard, or bitch, who made you sad.2. When you are blue -- I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.3. When you smile -- I will know you finally got laid.4. When you are scared -- I will rag on you about it every chance I get.5. When you are worried -- I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be... until you quit whining.6. When you are confused -- I will use little words.7. When you are sick -- Stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don't want whatever you have.8. When you fall -- I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.9. This is my oath..... I pledge it to the end. "Why?" you may ask; "because you are my friend".Friendship is like peeing your pants, everyone can see it,but only you can feel the true warmth.And always remember....when life hands you Lemons, ask for tequila and salt.
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