✞ JESUS is MY LIFE ✞

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think: "Love is that first feeling you feel before all the bad stuff gets in the way." "When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." "When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth." "Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." "Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your french fries without making them give you any of theirs." "Love is when someone hurts you. And you get so mad but you don't yell at them because y...

Live beneath your means and within your seams Return everything you borrow Donate Blood Stop blaming other people Admit it when you make a mistake Give all the clothes you haven't worn in the last three years to charity Every day do something nice and try not to get caught Listen more; talk less Every day take a 30-minute walk in your neighborhood Skip two meals a week and give the money to the homeless Strive for excellence, not perfection Be on time Don't make excuses Don't argue Get organized Be kind to kind people Be even kinder to unkind people Let someone cut ahead of you in line Take time to be alone Reread a favorite book Cultivate good manners Be humble Understand and accept that life isn't always fair Know when to say something Know when to keep your mouth shut Don't criticize anyone for 24 hours Learn from the past, plan for the future, and live in the present Don't sweat the small stuff

Barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat and watched the people go by. She never tried to speak, she never said a word. Many people passed, but never did one person stop. It just so happens, the next day I decided to go back to the park, curious if the little girl would still be there. Right in the very spot as she was yesterday, she sat perched on high, with the saddest look in her eyes. Today I was to make my own move and walk over to the little girl. As we all know, a park full of strange people is not a place for young children to play alone. As I began walking towards her, I could see the back of the little girl's dress indicated a deformity. I figured that was the reason the people just passed by and made no effort to help. As I got closer, the little girl slightly lowered her eyes to avoid my intent stare. I could see the shape of her back more clearly. It was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form. I smiled to let her know it was ok, I was there to help, to t...