Inspirations

This page is intended to lift your spirits if you are feeling down. If you have any inspirational material that you feel would be a good addition to this page, e-mail me at: iv0jn0b@hotmail.com.

The $20 Bill

A well known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20 bill in a room of 200 people. He asked, "Who would like this $20 bill?"
Hands started going up.
He said, "I am going to give this $20 bill to one of you, but first let me do this......"
(He proceeded to crumple the $20 bill up.)
He then asked, "Who still wants it?"
Still, hands went up in the air.
"Well", he replied, "What if I do this?"
(He dropped it on the ground, and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe.)
He picked it up, now all crumpled and dirty.
"Now, who still wants it?" he asked.
Hands still shot up.
"My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it.... because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20."
Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt; by the decisions that we make, and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless.
But no matter what has happened, or what will happen, YOU never lose your value!
Dirty...., clean...., crumpled...., or finely creased...., you are still priceless to those who love you.
The worth of our lives comes not in what we do, or who we know, but by who we are.
You are special...... don't ever forget it.
Count your blessings, not your problems.

Be Thankful For Who You Are

Even though I clutch my blanket and growl when the alarm rings, Thank You Lord, that I can hear. There are many who are deaf.

Even though I keep my eyes closed against the morning light as long as possible, Thank You Lord, that I can see. Many are blind.

Even though I huddle in my bed and put off rising, Thank You Lord, that I have the strength to rise. There are many who are bedridden.

Even though the first hour of my day is hectic, when socks are lost, toast is burned, tempers are short, and my children are so loud, Thank You Lord, for my family. There are many who are lonely.

Even though our breakfast table never looks like the pictures in magazines, and the menue is at times unbalanced, Thank You Lord, for the food that we have. There are many who are hungry.

Even though the routine of my job often is monotonous, Thank You Lord, for the opportunity to work. There are many who have no job.

Even though I grumble and bemoan my fate from day to day, and wish that my circumstances were not so modest, Thank You Lord, for life!!

The Two Boxes

I have in my hands two boxes Which God gave me to hold He said, "Put all your sorrows in the black, and all your joys in the gold."

I heeded his words, and in the two boxes both my joys and sorrows I store but though the gold became heavier each day The black was as light as before.

With curiosity, I opened the black and I wanted to find out why? And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole which my sorrows had fallen out by.

I showed the hole to God, and mused aloud, "I wonder where my sorrows could be." He smiled a gentle smile at me. "My child, they're all here with me."

I asked, "God, why give me the boxes? "Why the gold, and the black with the hole?"

"My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings. The black is for you to let go."

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