The Cause of White Hair
One day, a little girl is sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly notices that her mother has several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast to her brunette hair. She looks at her mother and inquisitively asks, “Why are some of your hairs white, mommy?”
Mommy replied, “Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white.”
The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then asked, “Mommy, how come all of grandma’s hairs are white?”
The Old Country Preacher
An old country preacher had a teenage son, and it was getting time the boy should give some thought to choosing a profession. Like many young men his age, the boy didn’t really know what he wanted to do, and he didn’t seem too concerned about it.
One day, while the boy was away at school, his father decided to try an experiment. He went into the boy’s room and placed on his study table four objects:
1. A Bible
2. A silver dollar
3. A bottle of whisky
4. A Playboy magazine
“I’ll just hide behind the door,” the old preacher said to himself. “When he comes home from school today, I’ll see which object he picks up.
“If it’s the Bible, he’s going to be a preacher like me, and what a blessing that would be! If he picks up the dollar, he’s going to be a business man, and that would be okay, too. But if he picks up the bottle, he’s going to be a no-good drunken bum, and Lord, what a shame that would be. And worst of all if he picks up that magazine he’s going to be a skirt-chasing womanizer.”
The old man waited anxiously, and soon heard his son’s footsteps as he entered the house whistling and headed for his room. The boy tossed his books on the bed, and as he turned to leave the room he spotted the objects on the table. With curiosity in his eye, he walked over to inspect them. Finally, he picked up the Bible and placed it under his arm. He picked up the silver dollar and dropped into his pocket. He uncorked the bottle and took a big drink, while he admired this month’s centerfold.
“Lord have mercy,” the old preacher disgustedly whispered. “He’s gonna run for Congress.”
Someone recently told me this story. I think that it is appropriate for celebrating Mother’s Day. After all, our mommas taught us how to be us, didn’t she?
When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed!
Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my Mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don’t remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that ugly burned biscuit. He ate every bite of that thing… never made a face nor uttered a word about it!
When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I’ll never forget what he said: “Honey, I love burned biscuits every now and then.”
Later that night, I went to kiss daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, “Your momma put in a hard day at work today and she’s real tired. And besides — a little burned biscuit never hurt anyone!”
As I’ve grown older, I’ve thought about that many times. Life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people. I’m not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I’ve learned over the years is that learning to accept each other’s faults — and choosing to celebrate each other’s differences — is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.
And that’s my prayer for you today… that you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet of God. Because in the end, He’s the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit isn’t a deal-breaker!
We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the basis of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship! “Don’t put the key to your happiness in someone else’s pocket — keep it in your own.”
So, please pass me a biscuit, and yes, the burned one will do just fine. And PLEASE pass this along to someone who has enriched your life. Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle. “Life without God is like an unsharpened pencil — it has no point.”
We have three special folks celebrating their birthdays this week. Don Moore is celebrating a birthday on Tuesday, May 10. Evelyn Brown is celebrating her 88th birthday on Friday, May 13. Dolly Pittman is celebrating her birthday on Sunday, May 15. Our prayer for you will be that you will have a healthy, happy, and blessed birthday year. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Don, Evelyn, and Dolly!!!
James Floyd Willard, 32, 1404 Main St., Buffalo died Wednesday April 27, 2011. Let’s keep his family in our prayers during this time of grief.
We have a growing list of loved ones needing our prayers this week: Betty Jean Kirby, Bobby Rippy, Rebecca Compton, Shirley Fleming, Don Moore, Jill White, Aubrey Parks, Mrs. Jene Vereen, Tracy Schuler, Molly Puckett, Shirley Goins, Terry Howell, Harry Patterson, Jr., Jayce Bagwell, Lib Maness, Kailly Tucker, June Carol Elliott, Sherri Kidd, Florence Puckett, Wanda Fleming, Francis Kimbro, Brooke Waddell, Rhonda Gibson, Jake Taylor, Brooke Waddell, Roxanne Puckett, Noah Kulp, Tyler Paige, Edna Jenkins, Brenda Henderson, Linda Treadway, Carolyn Lawson, Cheryl Gregory, Eddie Boulware, Sarah Thomas, Myrtle Littlejohn, George Weaver, Dan Parks, Joan Howell, Steve Parks, Dianne May, Arley Eller, Cindy McLendon, and Lee Sanders.
Please let me know of anyone who needs prayer. Thank you.
Let’s all join together and pray for our country and our leaders. Let’s also keep our military men and women on our prayer lists.
Many times people have had the same question on their minds: “Why does GOD allow pain?” The following story answers that question if you read carefully.
A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed. As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. They talked about so many things and various subjects.
When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said: “I don’t believe that God exists.” “Why do you say that?” asked the customer.
“Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn’t exist,” the barber said. “Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children? If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can’t imagine a loving God who would allow all of these things.”
The customer thought for a moment, but didn’t respond because he didn’t want to start an argument.
The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop. Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and unkempt. The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber, “You know what? Barbers do not exist.”
“How can you say that?” asked the surprised barber. “I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!”
“No!” the customer exclaimed. “Barbers don’t exist because if they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside.”
“Ah, but barbers DO exist!” the barber exclaimed. “That’s what happens when people do not come to me.”
“Exactly!” affirmed the customer. “That’s the point! God, too, DOES exist! That’s what happens when people do not go to Him and don’t look to Him for help. That’s why there’s so much pain and suffering in the world.”
Thought of the Week
THE SECRET TO THE FOUNTAIN OF ETERNAL YOUTH: JESUS CHRIST
If You Have Good News
When you see, hear, or make news, email your news to me at BuffaloNews4U@yahoo.com, email@example.com, call me at 864-424-9338, mail your news to me at POB 128, Buffalo, or stop me on the street. When you celebrate good things in your life, I would like to share that with the good people of Buffalo.
Until next week, may God bless you richly.