I AM THANKFUL

FOR THE WIFE
WHO SAYS IT'S HOT DOGS TONIGHT,
BECAUSE SHE IS HOME WITH ME,
AND NOT OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.

FOR THE HUSBAND
WHO IS ON THE SOFA
BEING A COUCH POTATO,
BECAUSE HE IS HOME WITH ME
AND NOT OUT AT THE BARS.

FOR THE TEENAGER
WHO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES
BECAUSE THAT MEANS SHE IS AT HOME,
NOT ON THE STREETS.

FOR THE TAXES
THAT I PAY
BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT
I AM EMPLOYED.

FOR THE MESS
TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY
BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT I HAVE
BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS.

FOR THE CLOTHES
THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.

FOR MY SHADOW
THAT WATCHES ME WORK
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE.

FOR A LAWN
THAT NEEDS MOWING,
WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING,
AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME.

FOR ALL THE COMPLAINING
I HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT
BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT
WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH.

FOR THE PARKING SPOT
I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING
AND THAT I HAVE BEEN
BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION.

FOR MY HUGE HEATING BILL
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I AM WARM.

FOR THE LADY
BEHIND ME THAT SINGS OFF KEY
BECAUSE IT MEANS
THAT I CAN HEAR.

FOR THE PILE
OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR.

FOR WEARINESS
AND ACHING MUSCLES
AT THE END OF THE DAY
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I HAVE BEEN
CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD.

FOR THE ALARM
THAT GOES OFF
IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS
BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT I AM ! ALIVE.

AND FINALLY.....
FOR TOO MANY EMAILS 
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE
FRIENDS WHO ARE THINKING OF ME.

Very Touching and profound words from Miss and Crazy Horse.

Very true how we always focus on whats wrong in our lives and never what is right.

I am thankful that sometimes I can see past my own problems and truly touch somebody's life in a positive way.

The true meaning of Christmas

This is how it happened...I just finished the household chores for the
night and was preparing to go to bed, when I heard a noise in the front of
the house. I opened the door to the front room and to my surprise, Santa
himself stepped out from behind the Christmas tree.

He placed his finger over his mouth so I would not cry out. "What are you
doing?" I started to ask. The words choked up in my throat, and I saw he
had tears in his eyes. His usual jolly manner was gone. Gone was the
eager, boisterous soul we all know.

He then answered me with a simple statement.   "TEACH THE CHILDREN!"

I was puzzled; what did he mean? He anticipated my question, and with one
quick movement brought forth a miniature toy bag from behind the tree. As
I stood bewildered, Santa said, "Teach the children! Teach them the old meaning of Christmas. The meaning that now-a-days Christmas has forgotten."

Santa then reached in his bag and pulled out a FIR TREE and placed it
before the mantle. "Teach the children that the pure green color of the stately fir tree remains green all year round, depicting the everlasting hope of mankind, all the needles point heavenward, making it a symbol of man's thoughts turning toward heaven."

He again reached into his bag and pulled out a brilliant STAR.
"Teach the children that the star was the heavenly sign of promises long
ago. God promised a Savior for the world, and the star was the sign of
fulfillment of His promise."

He then reached into his bag and pulled out a CANDLE.
"Teach the children that the candle symbolizes that Christ is the light
of the world, and when we see this great light we are reminded of He who
displaces the darkness."

Once again he reached into his bag and removed a WREATH and placed it on the tree. "Teach the children that the wreath symbolizes the real nature of love. Real love never ceases. Love is one continuous round of affection."

He then pulled from his bag an ornament of himself.
"Teach the children that I, Santa Clause symbolize the generosity and good
will we feel during the month of December."

He then brought out a HOLLY LEAF.
"Teach the children that the holly plant represents immortality. It
represents the crown of thorns worn by our Savior. The red holly
represents the blood shed by Him."

Next he pulled from his bag a GIFT and said, "Teach the children that God so loved the world that HE gave HIS begotten SON..." "Thanks be to God for his unspeakable gift.

"Teach the children that the wise men bowed before the Holy BABE and
presented HIM with gold, frankincense and myrrh. We should always give
gifts in the same spirit of the wise men."

Santa then reached in his bag and pulled out a CANDY CANE and hung it on
the tree. "Teach the children that the candy cane represents the shepherds' crook. The crook on the staff helps to bring back strayed sheep to the flock. The candy cane is the symbol that we are our brother's keeper."

He reached in again and pulled out an ANGEL.
"Teach the children that it was the angels that heralded in the glorious
news of the Savior's birth. The angels sang 'Glory to God in the highest,
on earth peace and good will toward men."

Suddenly I heard a soft twinkling sound, and from his bag he pulled out a
BELL. "Teach the children that as the lost sheep are found by the sound of the bell, it should ring mankind to the fold. The bell symbolizes guidance and
return."

Santa looked back and was pleased. He looked back at me and I saw that the twinkle was back in his eyes. He said, "Remember, teach the children the true meaning of Christmas and do not put me in the center, for I am but an humble servant of the One that is, and I bow down to worship HIM, our LORD, our GOD."

missed u all....

Why must the world keep changing,

with human emotions cascading.

Hatred, love, anger and pain,

changing like the weather vain.

Until we have an open mind,

our happiness we shall not find.

Looking through our shaded vision,

we hope to make the right decision.

Always wanting material possessions,

I fear wealth has become our obsession.

Selfishness, lust, greed and envy,

all of which are very trendy.

But what of those who changed our mind,

idols, heroes, one of a kind.

A peaceful Martin Luther King,

taught the black people how to sing.

Was madness John Lennon’s flaw,

or could he really stop a war.

Did Einstein challenge God’s being,

or was it just a different way of seeing.

For All the great men of our time,

let the world be their shrine.

What of all these great mens’ lives,

how can they help us to survive.

Looking for an answer or even just a clue,

to set in stone a purpose for me and you.

Does the answer even exist,

or should we prepare for a twist.

Perhaps we do have a choice,

I ask, Do you hear my voice?