Angels at the Post Office

Our 14 year old dog, Abbey, died last month. The day after she died, my 4 year old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could so she dictated these words:

Dear God,
Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.
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Love and Blessings,
Angelbaby

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Brillante Weblog Premio 2008

Paula at Reflections Under the Bodhi Tree and from Bluedreamer at All for tags ….. tags for all!!! have both given me this award! Thank both of you so much. It really makes me feel very special.

These are the instructions that came with it:
1) Add the logo of the award to your blog
2) Add a link to the person who awarded it to you
3) Nominate at least 7 other blogs
4) Add links to those blogs on your blog
5) Leave a message for your nominees on their blogs.

Thank you so much. I really appreciate it! These are my bloggers I am giving the award to:

1. A Circle of Women
2. Coolings Star
3. Here I Am
4. mimi writes
5. Sharing Gifts 4 U
6. World Outside my Window
7. Purple Frog Cat

I Love these blogs and I think they are wonderful and inspiring. Thank all of you for sharing your great work!

Love and Blessings,
AngelBaby

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When God Paints #6

Lets go for a swim! Can you imagine ………. going for a swim here? Wow, it would be awesome, so peaceful and magical. I wonder if the water is cold or warm. I hope it is warm. I would love to be here just for the experience.

Love and Blessings,
AngelBaby

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I love Paul Harvey

I just love Paul Harvey. this one is especially good. I don’t think anyone has the right to take away our belief in God or to change our culture and traditions. We should be able to pray whenever and wherever we want to. We should be able to say Merry Christmas and in God we trust too. This is our country lets keep it that way! God bless America!

Paul Harvey says:

I don’t believe in Santa Claus, but I’m not going to sue somebody for singing a Ho-Ho-Ho song in December. I don’t agree with Darwin, but I didn’t go out and hire a lawyer when my high school teacher taught his Theory of Evolution.

Life, liberty or your pursuit of happiness will not be endangered because someone says a 30-second prayer before a football game. So what’s the big deal? It’s not like somebody is up there reading the entire Book of Acts. They’re just talking to a God they believe in and asking him to grant safety to the players on the field and to the fans going home from the game.

But it’s a Christian prayer, some will argue. Yes, and this is the United States of America, a country founded on Christian principles. According to our very own phone book, Christian churches outnumber all others better than 200-to-1. So what would you expect — somebody chanting Hare Krishna? If I went to a football game in Jerusalem , I would expect to hear a Jewish prayer.

If I went to a soccer game in Baghdad, I would expect to hear a Muslim prayer. If I went to a ping pong match in China, I would expect to hear someone pray to Buddha. And I wouldn’t be offended. It wouldn’t bother me one bit. When in Rome ……… But what about the atheists? ….. is another argument.

What about them? Nobody is asking them to be baptized. We’re not going to pass the collection plate. Just humor us for 30 seconds. If that’s asking too much, bring a Walkman or a pair of ear plugs. Go to the bathroom. Visit the concession stand. Call your lawyer!

Unfortunately, one or two will make that call. One or two will tell thousands what they can and cannot do. I don’t think a short prayer at a football game is going to shake the world’s foundations.

Christians are just sick and tired of turning the other cheek, while our courts strip us of all our rights. Our parents and grandparents taught us to pray before eating, and to pray before we go to sleep. Our Bible tells us to pray without ceasing. Now, a handful of people and their lawyers are telling us to cease praying.

God, help us. And if that last sentence offends you, well, just sue me.

The silent majority has been silent too long. It’s time we tell that one or two individuals who scream loud enough to be heard that the vast majority doesn’t care what they want. It is time that the majority rules! It’s time we tell them: ‘You don’t have to pray; you don’t have to say the Pledge of Allegiance; you don’t have to believe in God or attend services that honor Him. That is your right, and we will honor your right; but by golly, you are no longer going to take our rights away. We are fighting back, and we WILL WIN!’

God bless us, one and all … especially those who denounce Him. God bless America, despite all her faults. She is still the greatest nation of all. God bless our service men who are fighting to protect our right to pray and worship God.

Let’s make 2008, the year the silent majority is heard and we put God back as the foundation of our families and institutions.

Keep looking up.

AND THAT’S THE REST OF THE STORY

Love and Blessings,
AngelBaby

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All you have to do is Ask and it is Given

I know I haven’t said anything about what I have been going through lately, it has been really hard these last two months or so. I had to move to an area of Los Angels that is mostly immigrants and very few speak English. I moved here because it is allot cheaper to live here so I can get back on my feet.

They play their music really loud here allot of the time and I hated it. It was very noisy here and the crime rate is pretty high. All the signs on the stores are in a different language than English. I tried to find the post office and was that a challenge, I finally found it. The parking here is just awful, there are too many cars and not enough parking places.

I just kept seeing all the bad in this place so I asked to be able to see the good, the joy and the love here. I ask the Angels to help me see Beauty and love all around me, soon I noticed it everywhere. I began to hear all the laughter and people singing to the loud music at the top of their lungs. There was so much joy and laughter as they sang, it was just wonderful to listen too. I could see people laughing as they walked down the street. They were actually saying hello to others that they passed on the street. There is so much beauty, love and joy here I was amazed. Now I am thankful that I live here and I am able to see the beauty of it. It has been a difficult process but well worth the effort. It is true all you have to do is ask and it is given. Thank God for Angels.

Love and Blessings,
AngelBaby

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Angels Among Us

He was driving home from a meeting this evening about 5, stuck in traffic on Colorado Blvd., and the car started to choke and splutter and died.

Jim barely managed to coast, cursing, into a gas station, glad only that he would not be blocking traffic and would have a somewhat warm spot to wait for the tow truck. The engine wouldn’t even turn over. Before he could make the call, Jim saw a woman walking out of the quickie mart building, and it looked like she slipped on some ice and fell into a gas pump, so Jim got out to see if she was okay. When he got there, it looked more like she had been overcome by sobs than that she had fallen; she was a young woman who looked really haggard with dark circles under her eyes. She dropped something as Jim helped her up, and he picked it up to give it to her. It was a nickel.

At that moment, everything came into focus for Jim: the crying woman, the ancient Suburban crammed full of stuff with 3 kids in the back …………..
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Love and Blessings,
AngelBaby

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A life lesson for all of us

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 Beers.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous ‘yes.’

The professor then produced two Beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

‘Now,’ said the professor as the laughter subsided, ‘I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things—your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions—and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house.

The sand is everything else—the small stuff.

‘If you put the sand into the jar first,’ he continued, ‘there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.

‘Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Spend time with your children. Spend time with your parents. Visit with grandparents. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf ball first—the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.’

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the Beer represented. The professor smiled and said, ‘I’m glad you asked..’ The Beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of Beers or Wine, with a friend.’

I think that the professor has a good lesson here for all of us. We need to remember the important things in life. Next time some small thing in life bothers you think about the Mayonnaise Jar and the beer.

Love and Blessings,
AngelBaby

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