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Philo's Spiritual Page A SAFE PLACE TO THINK & LEARN Atheism is a non-prophet organization! | ||
What do you get when you cross an insomniac, an agnostic, and a dyslexic? |
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Someone who lies awake all night wondering if there really is a Dog. |
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SCIENTIST vs. GOD Oh, the arrogance of man!
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One day a group of scientists got together and decided that humans had come a long way and no longer needed God.
They picked one scientist to go and tell God so.
The scientist walked up to God and said, "God, we've decided that we no longer need you; We're to the point that we can clone people and do many miraculous things, so why don't You just go on and get lost."
God listened very patiently and kindly to the man.
After the scientist was done talking, God said, "Very well, how about this?
Let's say we have a man-making contest." To which the scientist replied, "Okay, great!"
"But," God added, "we're going to do this just like I did back in the old days with Adam."
The scientist said, "Sure, no problem" and bent down and grabbed himself a handful of dirt.
God looked at him and said, "No, no, no. You go get your own dirt."
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AUTOBIOGRAPHY in Five Short Chapters By Portia Nelson |
I I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in. I am lost ... I am helpless. It isn't my fault. It takes forever to find a way out. II I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don't see it. I fall in again. I can't believe I am in he same place. But, it isn't my fault. It still takes a long time to get out. III I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it is there. I still fall in ... it's a habit. My eyes are open. I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately. IV I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it. V I walk down a different street. |
An Exercise In Humility |
Morris was removing some engine valves from a car on the lift when he
spotted the famous heart surgeon Dr. Michael DeBakey, who was standing
off to the side, waiting for the service manager.
Morris, somewhat of a loud mouth, shouted across the garage, "Hey
DeBakey...Is dat you ? Come over here a minute."
The famous surgeon, a bit surprised, walked over to where Morris was
working on a car.
Morris in a loud voice, all could hear, said
argumentatively, "So Mr. fancy doctor, look at this work. I also take
valves out, grind 'em, put in new parts, and when I finish this baby
will purr like a kitten. So how come you get the big bucks, when you
and me are doing basically the same work?"
DeBakey, very embarrassed, walked away, and said softly to Morris, "Try doing your work with the
engine running."
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In case you haven't already figured it out, ... GOD NEVER LIES to us ... but sometimes it is hard to hear His voice with all the clamoring of the world | |
I found this superb angel illustration in my journeys on the net. Unfortunately, I do not know who the extremely gifted artist is. She appears here as my tribute to all the unappreciated artists in the world. |
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Are these the End Times? Very interesting page! A Woman's Uncanny Prophecy (500 Years Old) Mother Shipton's Prophecy |
PRAY TELL Submitted by Larbi Benhallam
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A journalist was assigned to the Jerusalem bureau of his
newspaper. He gets an apartment overlooking the Wailing Wall.
After several weeks he realizes that whenever he looks at the
wall he sees an old Jewish man praying vigorously.
The journalist wondered whether there was a publishable story
here. He goes down to the wall, introduces himself and says:
"You come every day to the wall. What are you praying for?"
The old man replies: "What am I praying for? In the morning I
pray for world peace, then I pray for the brotherhood of man.
I go home, have a glass of tea, and I come back to the wall to
pray for the eradication of illness and disease from the earth."
The journalist is taken by the old man's sincerity and persistence.
"You mean you have been coming to the wall to pray every day for
these things?"
The old man nods.
"How long have you been coming to the wall to pray for these
things?"
The old man becomes reflective and then replies: "How long?
Maybe twenty, twenty-five years."
The amazed journalist finally asks: "How does it feel to come
and pray every day for over 20 years for these things?"
"How does it feel?" the old man replies. "It feels like I'm
talking to a wall." Philo comments: I cannot help but wonder why anyone would think that prayer without action would produce different results than faith without action. In Mathematics we learn that two points (e.g. prayer and faith) define a line. A line has only one dimension: length (in this case 20+ years). Adding a third point (e.g. action) would define a plane - perhaps, in this case, a spiritual plane. If faith without works is a dead faith, would it not follow that prayer without action is a futile prayer? Forgive me for thinking out loud, but please consider this concept of a spiritual existence based on faith, prayer, and action! Add the fourth point of love and you get the third dimension defining a solid, and suddenly a rich and wonderous world pops into view. Wow, reality defined by four simple points - none of which can be seen, or measured quantitatively.
Upon what foundation does your world rest?
:o)
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THE ORIGINAL LIE If this is true then it explains a LOT
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One day in the Garden of Eden, Eve calls out to God, "Lord, I have a
problem!"
"What's the problem, Eve?"
"Lord, I know you've created me and have provided this beautiful garden
and all these wonderful animals, and that hilarious comedy snake, but I
am just not happy."
"Why is that, Eve?" came the reply from above.
"Lord, I'm lonely. And I'm sick to death of apples."
"Well, Eve, in that case, I have a solution. I shall create a man for
you."
"What's a man, Lord?"
"This man will be a flawed creature, with aggressive tendencies, an
enormous ego and an inability to empathize or listen to you properly.
All in all, he'll give you a hard time. But, he'll be bigger and
faster and more muscular than you. He'll be really good at fighting and
kicking a ball about and hunting fleet-footed ruminants, and not altogether bad
in the sack."
"Sounds great," says Eve, with an ironically raised eyebrow.
"Yeah, well, he's better than a poke in the eye with a burnt stick.
But, you can have him on one condition."
"What's that, Lord?"
"You'll have to let him believe that I made him first."
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AND GOD SAID NO Claudia Minden Welcz
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And God said "No". He said it was not for him to take away, but for me to give up.
I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.
I asked God to grant me patience.
I asked God to give me happiness.
I asked God to spare me pain.
I asked God to make my spirit grow.
I asked for all things that I might enjoy life.
I ask God to help me love others,
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WHAT BEING POOR MEANS Forwarded by my phriend Cindy :o)
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One day a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose of showing his son how poor people can be.
They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.
On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"
"It was great, Dad," the son replied.
"Did you see how poor people can be?" the father asked.
"Oh Yeah," said the son.
"So what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.
The son answered, "I saw that we have one dog and they had four.
We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.
We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.
Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole
horizon.
We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.
We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.
We buy our food, but they grow theirs.
We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."
With this, the boy's father was speechless. Then his son added,
"Thanks dad for showing me how poor we are." Too many times we forget
what we have and concentrate on what we don't have.
What is one person's worthless object is another's prize possession.
It is all based on one's perspective.
Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks to God for all the bounty we have been provided by Him, instead of worrying about wanting more.
Take joy in all you have been given and especially reap joy for the gift of friends.
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