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There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind.

She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend.

He was always there for her. She told her boyfriend, ‘If I could only see the world, I will marry you.’

One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend.

He asked her, Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?’ The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind.

The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn’t expected that. The thought of looking at them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him.

Her boyfriend left in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying: ‘Take good care of your eyes, my dear; for before they were yours, they were mine.’

This is how the human brain often works when our status changes.

Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.

Life Is a Gift

Today before you say an unkind word – Think of someone who can’t speak.

Before you complain about the taste of your food – Think of someone who has nothing to eat.

Before you complain about your husband or wife – Think of someone who’s crying out to GOD for a companion.

Today before you complain about life – Think of someone who was called to the next life too early.

Before whining about the distance you drive Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.

And when you are tired and complain about your job – Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your job.

And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down – Put a smile on your face and thank your God: you’re alive and still around to enjoy life.


This was sent to me by my friend, Dr. Peter Forrest and I have no idea who to credit as the author. I do know how to thank Dr. Forrest for making my day. I sincerely hope it helps you today. I intend to save this and read it every time I feel sorry for anything that is remotely despondent. I wish I had been able to share this with my recently deceased brother-in-law, David Maxey, may he rest in peace.

C Brewer



A few months ago I took the time to express some thank you’s to some people who went out of their way to help me in my working life. I feel blessed that I achieved the American dream and reached my full potential at age sixty-three. At that time the good Lord told me to step back, retire and let someone else reach their dreams. That happened 17 years ago. I had ample time to review those years and to discover that I had a lot of help reaching this goal.

I have come to the conclusion that unless you are born into wealth or your family owns a business that lets you progress in management promotions by heredity, you will need help. Those who know me are certain this was not the path I walked. I placed a lot of roadblocks in my own path all by myself. I am known for having a rather hard head I inherited from my Mother. Independence was hard to overcome as a roadblock. It took me 47 years to complete my formal education as I never was challenged when it came to leadership. Knowledge was easy for me to gather and the ability to express myself in writing were more God-given blessings. I passed the Mensa exam at the 99th percentile.

Now let me challenge you to do something that you will cherish forever. Take the time to recall everyone in your life that helped you do anything significant. Record what they did and how it helped improve your life. Share this with your family as history and send a copy to everyone you credited for helping you succeed. You will provide those individuals or their heirs with some happiness. I treasure the feedback I received, especially from two widows I made smile once more.

If you feel that no one helped you reach major milestones in your life you are truly blessed, or just selfish in praising anyone. If not Please accept this challenge and I hope that you will send me a copy so I can see if this made anyone happier. I feel certain it will.

You will be gratified for the effort.

C Brewer 




A seminary professor was vacationing with his wife in Gatlinburg , TN. One morning, they were eating breakfast at a little restaurant, hoping to enjoy a quiet, family meal. While they were waiting for their food, they noticed a distinguished looking, white-haired man moving from table to table, visiting with the guests. The professor leaned over and whispered to his wife, ‘I hope he doesn’t come over here.’ But sure enough, the man did come over to their table.

‘Where are you folks from?’ he asked in a friendly voice.
‘ Oklahoma ,’ they answered.
‘Great to have you here in Tennessee ,’ the stranger said… ‘What do you do for a living?’
‘I teach at a seminary,’ he replied.

‘Oh, so you teach preachers how to preach, do you? Well, I’ve got a really great story for you.’ And with that, the gentleman pulled up a chair and sat down at the table with the couple.

The professor groaned and thought to himself, ‘Great .. Just what I need …..another preacher story!’

The man started, ‘See that mountain over there? (pointing out the restaurant window). Not far from the base of that mountain, there was a boy born to an unwed mother. He had a hard time growing up, because every place he went, he was always asked the same question, ‘Hey boy, Who’s your daddy?’ Whether he was at school, in the grocery store or drug store, people would ask the same question, ‘Who’s your daddy?’

He would hide at recess and lunch time from other students. He would avoid going in to stores because that question hurt him so bad. ‘When he was about 12 years old, a new preacher came to his church. He would always go in late and slip out early to avoid hearing the question, ‘Who’s your daddy?’ But one day, the new preacher said the benediction so fast that he got caught and had to walk out with the crowd.

Just about the time he got to the back door, the new preacher, not knowing anything about him, put his hand on his shoulder and asked him, ‘Son, who’s your daddy?’

The whole church got deathly quiet. He could feel every eye in the church looking at him Now everyone would finally know the answer to the question, ‘Who’s your daddy?’

‘This new preacher, though, sensed the situation around him and using discernment that only the Holy Spirit could give, said the following to that scared little boy.. ‘Wait a minute! I know who you are! I see the family resemblance now, You are a child of God.’ With that he patted the boy on his shoulder and said, ‘Boy, you’ve got a great inheritance. Go and claim it.’

‘With that, the boy smiled for the first time in a long time and walked out the door a changed person. He was never the same again. Whenever anybody asked him, ‘Who’s your Daddy?’ he’d just tell them , ‘I’m a Child of God..”

The distinguished gentleman got up from the table and said, ‘Isn’t that a great story?’
The professor responded that it really was a great story!

As the man turned to leave, he said, ‘You know, if that new preacher hadn’t told me that I was one ofGod’s children, I probably never would have amounted to anything!’ And he walked away..

The seminary professor and his wife were stunned. He called the waitress over & asked her, ‘Do you know who that man was — the one who just left that was sitting at our table?’

The waitress grinned and said, ‘Of course. Everybody here knows him. That’s Ben Hooper. He’s governor of Tennessee !’

Someone in your life today needs a reminder that they’re one of God’s children!

‘The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of God stands forever.’ ~~Isaiah


Keep this going. You have no idea which one of Your e-mail buddies could use a little hope today

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