Yiddish expressions of wisdom through proverbs:
A child’s tear rends the heavens.
Ask about your neighbors, then buy the house.
Don’t be too sweet lest you be eaten up; don’t be too bitter lest you be spewed out.
What you don’t see with your eyes, don’t invent with your mouth.
Surrounding yourself with dwarfs does not make you a giant.
If you are bitter at heart, sugar in the mouth will not help you.
A half-truth is a whole lie.
We would do well to slow down a little, focus on the significant, lift up our eyes, and truly see the things that matter most.
Ben Shapiro, Friend of the program and author of “Primetime Propaganda: The True Hollywood Story of How the Left Took Over Your TV”, joined Glenn on radio. His new book has incredible admissions from influential media figures that yeah, TV is what you think: propaganda for the left. Using simple left stereotypes against them, he simply wore his Harvard Law cap and told them his name and they assumed he was a liberal and it was safe, friendly territory.
There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm.
He was given a slingshot to play with out in the woods. He practiced in the woods; but he could never hit the target. Getting a little discouraged, he headed back for dinner.
As he was walking back he saw Grandma’s pet duck. Just out of impulse, he let the slingshot fly, hit the duck square in the head and killed it. He was shocked and grieved!
In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the wood pile; only to see his Sister watching! Sally had seen it all, but she said nothing.
After lunch the next day Grandma said, ‘Sally, let’s wash the dishes’ But Sally said, ‘Grandma, Johnny told me he wanted to help in the kitchen..’ Then she whispered to him, “Remember the duck?’ So Johnny did the dishes.
Later that day, Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go fishing and Grandma said, ‘I’m sorry but I need Sally to help make supper.’ Sally just smiled and said, ‘well that’s all right because Johnny told me he wanted to help?
She whispered again, ‘Remember the duck?’ So Sally went fishing and Johnny stayed to help.
After several days of Johnny doing both his chores and Sally’s; he finally couldn’t stand it any longer..
He came to Grandma and confessed that he had killed the duck.
Grandma knelt down, gave him a hug and said, ‘Sweetheart, I know. You see, I was standing at the window and I saw the whole thing, but because I love you, I forgave you. I was just wondering how long you would let Sally make a slave of you.’
Thought for the day and every day thereafter:
Whatever is in your past, whatever you have done… And the devil keeps throwing it up in your face (lying, cheating, debt, fear, bad habits, hatred, anger, bitterness, etc.)…whatever it is….You need to know that: God was standing at the window and He saw the whole thing.
He has seen your whole life… He wants you to know that He loves you and that you are forgiven. He’s just wondering how long you will let the devil make a slave of you.
The great thing about God is that when you ask for forgiveness; He not only forgives you, but He forgets.
It is by God’s grace and mercy that we are saved.
God is at the window!
Were you a kid in the Fifties or so ? Everybody makes fun of our childhood! Comedians joke. Grandkids snicker. Twenty-something’s shudder and say “Eeeew!” But was our childhood really all that bad? Judge for yourself:
In 1953 The US population was less than 150 million… Yet you knew more people then, and knew them better… And that was good.
The average annual salary was under $3,000… Yet our parents could put some of it away for a rainy day and still live a decent life… And that was good.
A loaf of bread cost about 15 cents… But it was safe for a five-year-old to skate to the store and buy one… And that was good..
Prime-Time meant I Love Lucy, Ozzie and Harriet, Gunsmoke and Lassie… So nobody ever heard of ratings or filters… And that was good.
We didn’t have air-conditioning… So the windows stayed up and half a dozen mothers ran outside when you fell off your bike… And that was good.
Your teacher was either Miss Matthews or Mrs. Logan or Mr. Adkins… But not Ms Becky or Mr. Dan… And that was good.
The only hazardous material you knew about… Was a patch of grass-burrs around the light pole at the corner… And that was good.
You loved to climb into a fresh bed… Because sheets were dried on the clothesline… And that was good.
People generally lived in the same hometown with their relatives… So “child care” meant grandparents or aunts and uncles… And that was good.
Parents were respected and their rules were law…. Children did not talk back….. and that was good.
TV was in black-and-white… But all outdoors was in glorious color….And that was certainly good.
Your Dad knew how to adjust everybody’s carburetor… And the Dad next door knew how to adjust all the TV knobs… And that was very good.
Your grandma grew snap beans in the back yard… And chickens behind the garage… And that was definitely good.
And just when you were about to do something really bad… Chances were you’d run into your Dad’s high school coach… Or the nosy old lady from up the street… Or your little sister’s piano teacher… Or somebody from Church… ALL of whom knew your parents’ phone number… And YOUR first name… And even THAT was good! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Courtesy brings sweetness to life and makes relationships simply wonderful. Try it–you’ll love it.
There is an Ancient saying that says: ‘Some people receive a lot by doing a little and other receive a little by doing a lot.’ The truth is that life, however, works in a more mysterious way. When we do something, we are not rewarded in a direct manner, but rest assured that your harvest will reach you in some way. Once we sincerely believe that we are rewarded for all we do, life will seem fair, just and worth living. If we just look at all the blessings we have in our life, we will see how just how much we already have been rewarded with.
1. My mother taught me FORESIGHT. “Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you’re in an accident.”
2. My mother taught me IRONY. “Keep crying, and I’ll give you something to cry about.”
3. My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS. “Shut your mouth and eat your supper.”
4. My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM. “Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!”
5. My mother taught me about STAMINA. ‘You’ll sit there until all that spinach is gone.”
6. My mother taught me about WEATHER. “This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it.”
7. My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY. “If I told you once, I’ve told you a million times. Don’t exaggerate!”
8. My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE. “I brought you into this world, and I can take you out.”
9. My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION. “Stop acting like your father!”
10 My mother taught me about ENVY. “There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don’t have wonderful parents like you do.”
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One of he most esteemed spiritual attributes we can acquire in life is sincere gratitude. – Howard W. Hunter
Jesus, the Babe of Bethlehem – He lived, and today He lives again, and watches over us as Mary once watched over Him. Where once He was cradled as a helpless babe in a lowly manger, now He reigns as King of Kings and Lord of Lords in courts of eternal glory.
He was once then tender and fragile, helpless, as susceptible to death and injury as any other baby, but now He is all-powerful and all-wise, the author and finisher of our faith.
He was born the Daystar, the light and life of the world. Where this world was dark and cruel on the night He came, He will make it glorious and perfect.
He came a babe, but He was God – sent to a world that had forgotten God, and through Him, all of us may be one with God.
Like every other baby ever born, His memory was veiled and His innocence [was] sweet. He descended from a heavenly throne, and never stopped that plunging descent until He was raised upon the Cross. But now, the Savior stands above us all with hands outstretched inviting us to be one with Him where He is. He was comprehended by none, but now He comprehends and loves us all.
Be assured that as angels announced with heart and voice His coming once, they will do so again. Shepherds were His witnesses then, and they still are. He came once a suffering servant; He will come again, this time a conquering King.
At His birth, Jesus was adored by few, hated by some, and ignored by most, but no one can ignore Him now. He is our Savior and our Redeemer, meriting our worship and our universal adoration.
He was born a subject of Rome, a slave as it were to Caesar’s whim, but He rose the King to conquer all, even death and hell.
Mary His mother loved Him, and from Bethlehem to Calvary she never left Him. Today, some of the best parents in the history of this world are here, and He never leaves them – if only we understood how concerned about such matters He really is. I want you to know, parents, our faith in Him is never unappreciated. Our prayers are never ignored.
Mary wrapped Him in swaddling clothes when He was born, but now those swaddling clothes of the commoner are the resplendent white robes of eternal glory, and He will give them to us.
At His first coming, only Mary and Joseph saw to His comfort and care. The world more or less turned a cold heart. But we have His promise—when He comes again, His heart will be turned to those who have waited long for Him. They will come forth, His loving kindness burning in their heart’s memory forever.
As Joseph and Mary took Him to Egypt and saved him from Herod’s hate and man’s envy, so too the Lord will take us out of Egypt, the world, to another world where hate and envy ne’er annoy.
He was born to a stable and raised to mansions of glory. On that first Christmas night, no one understood the Babe of Bethlehem, and so no one made room for Him. But now I declare to you, His heart, broad as the heavens, swells wide as eternity. There is, thank God, room for us all.
He was born to us, but He is the Savior of worlds without number. He was born Mary’s Son; He rose Mary’s King!
My dear friends, on that first Christmas, Jesus came to us as a child. This Christmas, I hope you come to Him the same way.
Merry Christmas.
Glenn Rawson
In a supermarket, Kurtis the stock boy, was busily working when a new voice
came over the loud speaker asking for a carry out at register 4. Kurtis was
almost finished, and wanted to get some fresh air, and decided to answer the
call. As he approached the check-out stand a distant smile caught his eye, the
new check-out girl was beautiful. She was an older woman (maybe 26, and he was
only 22) and he fell in love.
Later that day, after his shift was over, he waited by the punch clock to find
out her name. She came into the break room, smiled softly at him, took her card
and punched out, then left. He looked at her card, BRENDA. He walked out only
to see her start walking up the road. Next day, he waited outside as she left
the supermarket, and offered her a ride home. He looked harmless enough, and she
accepted. When he dropped her off, he asked if maybe he could see her again,
outside of work. She simply said it wasn’t possible.
He pressed and she explained she had two children and she couldn’t afford a
baby-sitter, so he offered to pay for the baby-sitter. Reluctantly she accepted
his offer for a date for the following Saturday. That Saturday night he arrived
at her door only to have her tell him that she was unable to go with him. The
baby-sitter had called and canceled. To which Kurtis simply said, “Well,
let’s take the kids with us.”
She tried to explain that taking the children was not an option, but again not
taking no for an answer, he pressed. Finally Brenda brought him inside to meet
her children. She had an older daughter who was just as cute as a bug, Kurtis
thought, and then Brenda brought out her son, in a wheelchair. He was born a
paraplegic with Down syndrome.
Kurtis asked Brenda, “I still don’t understand why the kids can’t
come with us?” Brenda was amazed. Most men would run away from a woman
with two kids, especially if one had disabilities – just like her first husband
and father of her children had done. Kurtis was not ordinary – - – he had a
different mindset.
That evening Kurtis and Brenda loaded up the kids, went to dinner and the
movies. When her son needed anything Kurtis would take care of him. When he
needed to use the restroom, he picked him up out of his wheelchair, took him and
brought him back. The kids loved Kurtis. At the end of the evening, Brenda
knew this was the man she was going to marry and spend the rest of her life
with.
A year later, they were married and Kurtis adopted both of her children.
Since then they have added two more kids.
So what happened to Kurtis the stock boy and Brenda the check-out girl? Well,
Mr. & Mrs. Kurt Warner now live in Arizona , where he is currently employed
as the quarterback of the National Football League Arizona Cardinals and has his
Cardinals in the Super Bowl. Is this a surprise ending or could you have guessed that he was not an ordinary person.
It should be noted that he also quarterbacked the Rams in Super Bowl XXXVI. He has also been the NLF’s Most Valuable Player twice and the Super Bowl’s Most Valuable Player.