Theresa has a new friend. I'm sure her face is etched in Theresa's heart!
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Sunday, March 12, 2006
Theresa has a new friend. I'm sure her face is etched in Theresa's heart!
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That was a great picture of Theresa.....I know none of you'll probably know me, but I work with Theresa. I just wanted to send you'll a great BIG HELLO and let yall know that you are all in my prayers! Keep up the great work :)
Here's another from Theresa's friend....sorry yall i cant send it to the regular email. Isnt it amazing how much you can do, when you just have a little FAITH? Hope all is well,
Sada S
>>A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from
its hiding place in the closet.
>>She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully.
>>
>>Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance
>>
>>here for mistakes.
>>Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap,
>>she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's
>>Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.
>>She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention but
>>he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a
>>scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most
>>disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took a
>>quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did
it!
"And what do you want?" the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice.
>>I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages,"
>>he said without waiting for a reply to his question.
>>"Well, I want to talk to you about my brother," Tess answered back in
>>the same annoyed tone. "He's really, really sick... and I want to buy
>>a miracle."
>>" I beg your pardon?" said the pharmacist.
>>
>>" His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head
>>and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a
>>miracle cost?"
>>
>>"We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I can't help
>>you," the pharmacist said, softening a little.
>>"Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will
>>get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs."
>>
>>The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man. He stooped down and
>>asked the little girl, "What kind of a miracle does your brother
>>need?"
>>" I don't know," Tess replied with her eyes welling up. I just know
>>he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy
>>can't pay for it, so I want to use my money."
>>"One dollar and eleven cents," Tess answered barely audibly.
>>"And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to."
Well, what a coincidence," smiled the man. "A dollar and eleven
>>cents---the exact price of a miracle for little brothers."
>>He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her
>>mitten and said "Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother
>>and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle you need."
>>That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon,
>>specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of
>>charge and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well.
>>Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that had
>>led them to this place.
>>That surgery," her Mom whispered. "was a real miracle. I wonder how
>>much it would have cost?"
>>Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost...one dollar
>>and eleven cents .... plus the faith of a little child..
>>In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need..
>>A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a
>>higher law.. I know you'll keep the ball moving!
>>Here it goes. Throw it back to someone who means something to you!
>>A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end. It keeps us together like
>>our Circle of Friends. But the treasure inside for you to see is the
>>treasure of friendship you've granted to me.
>>Today I pass the friendship ball to you.
>>
>>
>>Pass it on to someone who is a friend to you.
>>MY OATH TO YOU...
>>When you are sad.....I will dry your tears.
>>When you are scared.....I will comfort your fears.
>>When you are worried.....I will give you hope.
>>When you are confused.....I will help you cope.
>>And when you are lost....And can't see the light, I shall be your
>>beacon.....Shining ever so bright.
>>This is my oath.....I pledge till the end.
>>Why you may ask?.....Because you're my friend.
>>Signed: GOD
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