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The power of positive thinking

Here is another GREAT article about the "The Power Of Positive Thinking" . Well, sometime when things go wrong and the road seem to be steep and narrow. You will feel down and sad. Here is a good article to guide you.......read on.
A man once telephoned Norman Vincent Peale. He was despondent and told the reverend that he had nothing left to live for. Peale invited the man over to his office. "Everything is gone, hopeless," the man told him. "I'm living in deepest darkness. In fact, I've lost heart for living altogether."
The famous author of The Power of Positive Thinking smiled sympathetically.
"Let's take a look at your situation," he said calmly. On a sheet of paper he drew a vertical line down the middle. He suggested that they list on the left side the things the man had lost, and on
the right, the things he had left. "You won't need that column on the right side," said the man sadly. "I have nothing left, period."
Peale asked, "When did your wife leave you?"
"What do you mean? She hasn't left me. My wife loves me!"
"That's great!" said Peale enthusiastically. "Then that will be number one in the right-hand column—Wife hasn't left. Now, when were your children jailed?"
"That's silly. My children aren't in jail!"
"Good! That's number two in the right-hand column—Children not in jail," said Peale, jotting it down.
After a few more questions in the same vein, the man finally got the point and smiled in spite of himself. "Funny, how things change when you think of them that way," he said.
Well, let's start thinking positively!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Subject: Two choices

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question: "When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection.. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?" The audience was stilled by the query.The father continued. "I believe that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child." Then he told the following story:Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, "Do you think they'll let me play?" Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps. Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning." Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat. At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball. However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher. The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!" Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!" Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball ... The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home. All were screaming, "Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay"Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third! Shay, run to third!" As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, "Shay, run home! Run home!" Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team. "That day", said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, "the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world".Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day! AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces. If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the "appropriate" ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the "natural order of things." So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little bit colder in the process? A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.You now have two choices:1. Delete2. Forward May your day, be a Shay Day.

LAW OF THE GARBAGE TRUCK - Let the garbage go by...

By David J. PollayHow often do you let other people's nonsense change your mood? Do you let abad driver, rude waiter, curt boss, or an insensitive employee ruin yourday? Unless you're the Terminator, for an instant you're probably set backon your heels. However, the mark of a successful person is how quickly shecan get back her focus on what's important.Sixteen years ago I learned this lesson. I learned it in the back of a NewYork City taxi cab. Here's what happened.I hopped in a taxi, and we took off for Grand Central Station. We weredriving in the right lane when all of a sudden, and I mean without warning,a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxidriver slammed on his brakes, skidded and missed the other car's back end byjust inches.Here's what happened next. The driver of the other car, the guy who almostcaused a big accident, whipped his head around and he started yelling badwords at us. How do I know? Ask any New Yorker, some words in New York comewith a special face.Now, here's what blew me away. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at theguy. And I mean, he was friendly. So, I said, "Why did you just do that?This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!" And this iswhen my taxi driver told me what I now call, " The Law of the GarbageTruck."Many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, fullof frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbagepiles up, they need a place to dump it. And if you let them, they'll dump iton you.When someone wants to dump on you, don't take it personally. You just smile,wave, wish them well, and move on. You'll be happy you did. I guarantee it.So this was it: The "Law of the Garbage Truck." I started thinking, howoften do I let Garbage Trucks run right over me? And how often do I taketheir garbage and spread it to other people: at work, at home, on thestreets? It was that day I said, "I'm not going to do it anymore."Well now "I see Garbage Trucks." I see the load they're carrying. I see themcoming to drop it off. And like my Taxi Driver, I don't make it a personalthing; I just smile, wave, wish them well, and I move on.Good leaders know they have to be ready for their next meeting.Good parents know that they have to welcome their children home from schoolwith hugs and kisses.Leaders and parents know that they have to be fully present, and at theirbest for the people they care about.The bottom line is that successful people do not let Garbage Trucks takeover their day. What about you? What would happen in your life, startingtoday, if you let more garbage trucks pass you by?Here's my bet. You'll be happier. I guarantee it.

potators

Some people never seem motivated to participate, but are just content to watch while others do the work. They are called 'Spec Taters '. Some people never do anything to help, but are gifted at finding fault with the way others do the work. They are called 'Comment Taters'. Some people are very bossy and like to tell others what to do, but don't want to soil their own hands. They are called 'Dick Taters'. Some people are always looking to cause problems by asking others to agree with them. It is too hot or too cold, too sour or to sweet?
They are called 'Agie Taters'. There are those who say they will help, but somehow just never get around to actually doing the promised help. They are called 'Hezzie Taters'. Some people can put up a front and pretend to be someone they are not. They are called 'Immy Taters'. Then there are those who love others and do what they say they will. They are always prepared to stop whatever
they are doing and lend a helping hand. They bring real
sunshine into the lives of others.
They are called 'Sweet Po Taters'.

57 Cents

A little girl stood near a small church from which she had been turnedaway because it was 'too crowded.' 'I can't go to Sunday School,' she sobbed to the pastor as he walked by.Seeing her shabby, unkempt appearance, the pastor guessed the reasonand, taking her by the hand, took her inside and found a place for herin the Sunday school class. The child was so happy that they found roomfor her, and she went to bed that night thinking of the children whohave no place to worship Jesus. Some two years later, this child lay dead in one of the poor tenementbuildings. Her parents called for the kindhearted pastor who hadbefriended their daughter to handle the final arrangements. As her poor little body was being moved, a worn and crumpled red pursewas found which seemed to have been rummaged from some trash dump. Inside was found 57 cents and a note, scribbled in childish handwriting,which read: 'This is to help build the little church bigger so morechildren can go to Sunday School.' For two years she had saved for this offering of love. When the pastor tearfully read that note, he knew instantly what hewould do. Carrying this note and the cracked, red pocketbook to thepulpit, he told the story of her unselfish love and devotion. He challenged his deacons to get busy and raise enough money for thelarger building. But the story does not end there...A newspaper learned of the story and published It. It was read by awealthy realtor who offered them a parcel of land worth many thousands.When told that the church could not pay so much, he offered to sell itto the little church for 57 cents. Church members made large donations. Checks came from far and wide.Within five years the little girl's gift had increased to $250,000.00--a huge sum for that time (near the turn of the century). Herunselfish love had paid large dividends. When you are in the city of Philadelphia , look up Temple Baptist Church, with a seating capacity of 3,300. And be sure to visit TempleUniversity , where thousands of students are educated. Have a look, too, at the Good Samaritan Hospital and at a Sunday Schoolbuilding which houses hundreds of beautiful children, built so that nochild in the area will ever need to be left outside during Sunday schooltime. In one of the rooms of this building may be seen the picture of thesweet face of the little girl whose 57 cents, so sacrificially saved,made such remarkable history. Alongside of it is a portrait of her kindpastor, Dr. Russell H. Conwell, author of the book, 'Acres of Diamonds'.This is a true story, which goes to show WHAT GOD CAN DO WITH 57 CENTS. Please send this back. (You'll see why.)St. Theresa Prayer (cannot be deleted)REMEMBER to make a wish before you read the prayer. That's all you haveto do. There is nothing attached. This is a powerful novena. Just send this to four people and let me know what happens on the fourthday.... Do not break this, please. Prayer is one of the best free gifts wereceive. There is no cost but a lot of reward. (This is true)(Did you make a wish?)If you don't make a wish, it won't come true. Last Chance to Make aWish. May today there be peace within.May you trust your highest power that you are exactly where you aremeant 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 lovethat has been given to you.May you be content knowing you are a child of God.Let this presence settle into our bones, and allow your soul the freedomto sing and dance. It is there for each and every one of you.