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Yesterday, Today, & Tomorrow

There are two days in every week that we should not worry about,

two days that should be kept free from fear and apprehension.

One is YESTERDAY, with its mistakes and cares, its faults and

blunders, its aches and pains. Yesterday has passed, forever

beyond our control.

All the money in the world cannot bring back yesterday. We

cannot undo a single act we've performed. Nor can we erase a

single word we've said--yesterday is gone!

The other day we shouldn't worry about is TOMORROW, with its

impossible adversaries, its burdens, its hopeful promise and

poor performance. Tomorrow is beyond our control.

Tomorrow's sun will rise either in splendor or behind a mask

of clouds--but it will rise. And until it does, we have no

stake in tomorrow, for it is yet unborn.

This leaves only one day--TODAY. Any person can fight the

battles of just one day. It is only when we add the burdens of

yesterday and tomorrow that we break down. It is not the

experience of today that drives people mad--it is the remorse

of bitterness for something which happened yesterday, and the

dread of what tomorrow may bring.

Let us, therefore, live one day at a time!

~ Author Unknown

Three Monkeys

Three monkeys sat in a coconut tree,
Discussing things as they're said to be,
Said one to the others, "Now listen, you two,
There's a certain rumor that can't be true;
That humans descended from our noble race,
The very idea is a shocking disgrace."

"Never did a monkey desert his wife,
Starved her babies and ruined her life,
And you've never known a mother monk,
To leave her babies with others to bunk,
Or pass them on from one to another,
Till they scarcely know who is their mother."

"And another thing you'll never see;
A monk build a fence 'round a coconut tree,
And let the coconuts all go to waste,
Forbidding any other monks to taste,
Why if I put a fence around a tree,
Starvation would force you to steal from me!"

"Here's another thing a monk won't do;
Go out at night and get on a stew,
Making whoopee, disgracing his life,
Then reel madly home, and beat up his wife.

They call this all pleasure and make a big fuss,
They've descended from something, but not from US!

~ Author Unknown ~

Did Jesus

Did Jesus use a modem
At the Sermon on the Mount?
Did He ever try a broadcast fax
To send His message out?
Did the disciples carry beepers
As they went about their route?
Did Jesus use a modem
At the Sermon on the Mount?

Did Paul use a laptop
With lots of RAM and ROM?
Were his letters posted on a BBS
To Paul@Rome.com?
Did the man from Macedonia
Send an e-mail saying, "Come?"
Did Paul use a laptop
With lots of RAM and ROM?

Did Moses use a joystick
At the parting of the Sea?
And a Satellite Guidance Tracking System
To show him where to be?
Did he write the law on tablets
Or are they really on CD?
Did Moses use a joystick
At the parting of the Sea?

Did Jesus really die for us
One day upon a tree?
Or was it just a hologram
Or technical wizardry?
Can you download the Live Action Video Clip
To play on your PC?
Did Jesus really die for us
One day upon a tree?

Have the wonders of this modern age
Made you question what is true?
How a single man, in a simple time
Could offer life anew?
How a sinless life, a cruel death,
Then glorious life again,
Could offer more to a desperate world
Than all the inventions of man?

If in your life, the voice of God
Is sometimes hard to hear...
With other voices calling,
His doesn't touch your ear...
Then set aside your laptop and modem,
And all your fancy gear,
And open your Bible, open your heart,
And let your Father near.

~ Author Unknown ~

I’m not too good at prayin’, Lord

and You may not know me very well.

For I haven’t been inside a church,

in quite a long, long spell.
But You may still have seen me, Lord,
here on this dusty trail,
herdin’ after cattle
through the snow and rain and hail.
And as I ride I do give thanks
for the miracles I see ~
the clear blue sky, the buttercups,
the buzzing little bee.
I give thanks for the soft green grass
that feeds the cattle that we tend;
it also gives my bed some comfort
when the day is at an end.
With each hill and valley,
along each dusty mile,
I find some beauty You created
and I cannot help but smile.
I’m far from being a preacher, Lord,
but I’ll offer my humble prayer
that love and kindness will be my guide
as I’m roamin’ here and there.
I pray that I might live my life
in a way that brings You joy.
But if I slip every now and then,
take pity on this poor cowboy.
–Author Unknown

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