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10/20/2012

AN ANGEL KNOCKING

There came a frantic knock
At the doctor's office door,
A knock, more urgent than
he had ever heard before.
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"Come in, Come in,"
the impatient doctor said,
"Come in, Come in,
before you wake the dead."
~~
In walked a frightened little girl,
a child no more than nine,
It was plain for all to see,
she had troubles on her mind.
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"Oh doctor, I beg you,
please come with me,
My mother is surely dying,
she's as sick as she can be."
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"I don't make house calls,
bring your mother here,"
"But she's too sick,
so you must come or she will die I fear."
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The doctor, touched by her devotion,
decided he would go,
She said he would be blessed,
more than he could know.
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She led him to her house
where her mother lay in bed,
Her mother was so very sick
she couldn't raise her head.
~~~~
But her eyes cried out for help
and help her the doctor did,
She would have died that very night
had it not been for her kid.
~~~~
The doctor got her fever down
and she lived through the night,
And morning brought the doctor signs,
that she would be all right.
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The doctor said he had to leave
but would return again by two,
And later he came back to check,
just like he said he'd do.
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The mother praised the doctor
for all the things he'd done,
He told her she would have died,
were it not for her little one.
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"How proud you must be
of your wonderful little girl,
It was her pleading that made me come,
she is really quite a pearl!
~~~~
"But doctor, my daughter died
over three years ago,
Is the picture on the wall
of the little girl you know?"
~~~~
The doctors legs went limp
for the picture on the wall,
Was the same little girl
for whom he'd made this call.
~~~~
The doctor stood motionless,
for quite a little while,
And then his solemn face,
was broken by his smile.
~~~~
He was thinking of that frantic knock
heard at his office door,
And of the beautiful little angel
that had walked across his floor.
I KNOW there are Angels among us...

GodVine

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10/19/2012

THE BLAME GAME

Scripture:

“The man said, ‘The woman you put here with me
 – she gave me some fruit from the tree, and I ate it.’
Then the LORD God said to the woman, ‘What is
this you have done?’ The woman said, ‘The serpent
deceived me, and I ate.’” — Genesis 3:12–13

Reflection:

And we’ve been blaming each other – or something
– ever since.

Here’s the thing: while it may seem to be in our
best interest to blame someone else for our
mistakes, the truth is that we are only hurting
ourselves. If we never admit that we are wrong,
how can we ever learn to be right? We can deny
our failures and continue in our self-defeating
behaviors, or we can acknowledge our misdeeds,
change, and become better human beings. We
know which way God prefers!

With prayers for shalom, peace,
Rabbi Yechiel Eckstein

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10/16/2012

HEAVEN'S GROCERY STORE

I was walking down life's highway a long time ago.
One day I saw a sign that read, "Heaven's Grocery Store".
As I got a little closer the door came open wide,
and when I came to myself I was standing inside.
I saw a host of Angels, they were standing everywhere.
One handed me a blanket and said, "My Child shop with care".
Everything a Christian needs is in that grocery store,
and all you can't carry, come back the next day for more.

First, I got some Patience, Love was in the same row.
Further down was Understanding, needed everywhere you go.
I got a box or two of Wisdom, a bag or two of Faith,
I just couldn't miss the Holy Ghost, it was all over the place.
I stopped to get some Strength and Courage to help me run this race,
but then my blanket was getting full, and I remembered I needed Grace.

I didn't forget Salvation, which like the others was free,
so I tried to get enough of that to save both you and me.
Then I started to the counter to pay my grocery bill,
for I thought I had everything to do my master's will.
As I went up the aisle, I saw Prayer and had to put it in,
for I knew when I stepped outside, I would run right into sin.
Peace and Joy were plentiful, they were on the last shelf.
Song and Praises were hanging near, so I just helped myself.

Then I said to the Angel, "How much do I owe"?
The Angel smiled and said, "Just take them everywhere you go."
Again, I politely asked "How much do I really owe?"
The Angel smiled again and said, "My Child, Jesus Paid Your Bill A Long Time Ago."
(GodVine)

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