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ANGELS....
Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born. The child
asked God, "They tell me you are sending me to earth
tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and
helpless?"
God replied, "Among the angels, I'll choose one for you. Your
angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you."
The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I
don't have to do anything but sing and smile and be happy"
God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile
for you every day. And you will feel your angel's love and be
happy."
Again the child asked, "And how am I going to be able to
understand when people talk to me if I don't know the
language?"
God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and
sweet words you will ever hear, and your angel will teach you how
to speak.
"What am I going to do when I want to talk to You?"
God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and
teach you how to pray."
"I've heard that on earth there are bad people. Who will
protect me?"
God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means
risking its life."
"But I will always be sad because I will not see you
anymore."
God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about me and
will teach you about me and will teach you the way to come back to
me, even though I will always be next to you."
At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from
Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if
I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name."
And God answered, "Her name is not important.
You will simply call her "Grandma"
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The Trouble Tree...
I hired a plumber to help me restore an old farmhouse, and after
he had just finished a rough first day on the job: a flat tire
made him lose an hour of work, his electric drill quit, his
ancient one ton truck refused to start
While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence. On arriving,
he invited me in to meet his family. As we walked toward the front
door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the
branches with both hands.
When opening the door he underwent an amazing transformation.
His tanned face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small
children and gave his wife a kiss.
Afterward he walked me to the car. We passed the tree and my
curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen
him do earlier.
"Oh, that's my trouble tree," he replied. "I
know I can't help having troubles on the job, but one thing's for
sure, those troubles don't belong in the house with my wife and
the children. So I just hang them up on the tree every night when
I come home and ask God to take care of them.
Then in the morning I pick them up again. "Funny thing
is," he smiled, "when I come out in the morning to pick
'em up, there aren't nearly as many as I remember hanging up the
night before."
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