But Not This Time
after hearing so many things I have posted on facebook I thought why not try 2 figure out how this computer turns on thats been a couple hours ago and im hoping this is the right place 2 post if so I think I could learn not to be computer illiterate but its for sure going to take some time stacking logs I sawed for chapel on the farm & this is my first post on fb :) good day people David Elliott
"Therefore, remember that formerly you who are Gentiles by birth and called “uncircumcised” by those who call themselves “the circumcision” (which is done in the body by human hands)- remember that at that time you were separate from Christ, excluded from citizenship in Israel and foreigners to the COVENANTS OF THE PROMISE, without hope and without GOD in the world. But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far away have been brought near by the Blood of Christ. For He Himself is our peace, who has made the two groups one and has DESTROYED THE BARRIER, the dividing wall of hostility, by SETTING ASIDE in His flesh THE LAW WITH ITS COMMANDS AND REGULATIONS. His purpose was TO CREATE IN Himself ONE NEW HUMANITY out of the two, thus making peace, and in one body TO RECONCILE BOTH of them to GOD through the cross, by which He put to death their hostility. He came and preached peace to you who were far away and peace to those who were near. For through Him WE BOTH have access to the Father by one Spirit... that is, the MYSTERY made known to me by revelation, as I have already written briefly. In reading this, then, you will be able to understand my insight into the MYSTERY of Christ, which was not made known to people in other generations as it has now been revealed by the Spirit to GOD’s holy apostles and prophets. This MYSTERY is that THROUGH THE GOSPEL the Gentiles are heirs together with Israel, members together of one body, and sharers together in THE promise in Christ Jesus. " ~Apostle Paul Marshall Isom
Man yesterday was amazing. Sunburn or not, it was exactly what I needed. I just wanna keep going to the beach over and over again. I normally never get in the water. I always Just sit and watch while listening to music but this time people were playing some serenity music loud and It was too perfect of a day and so I just went on in and fought the waves. Sarah Ritenour
Please Read Imp. Info. YOU CAN MAKE A HUGE DIFFERENCE TO THE INDIAN ECONOMY BY FOLLOWING FEW SIMPLE STEPS:- I got this article from one of our friends, but it's true. I can see this in day to day life. Here's a small example:- Before 12 months 1 US $ = IND Rs 43 After 12 months, now 1 $ = IND Rs55 Do you think US Economy is booming? No, but Indian Economy is Going Down. Our economy is in your hands.... INDIAN economy is in a crisis. Our country like many other ASIAN countries, is undergoing a severe economic crunch. Many INDIAN industries are closing down. The INDIAN economy is in a crisis and if we do not take proper steps to control those, we will be in a critical situation. More than 30,000 crore rupees of foreign exchange are being siphoned out of our country on products such as cosmetics, snacks, tea, beverages, etc... whichare grown, produced and consumed here. A cold drink that costs only 70 / 80 paisa to produce, is sold for Rs.9 and a major chunk of profits from these are sent abroad. This is a serious drain on INDIAN economy. We have nothing against Multinational companies, but to protect our own interests we request everybody to use INDIAN products only at least for the next two years. With the rise in petrol prices, if we do not do this, the Rupee will devalue further and wewill end up paying much more forthe same products in the near future. What you can do about it? 1. Buy only products manufactured by WHOLLY INDIAN COMPANIES. 2. ENROLL as many people as possible for this cause..... Each individual should become a leader for this awareness. This is the only way to save our country from severe economic crisis. You don't need to give-up your lifestyle. You just need to choose an alternate product. All categories of products are available from WHOLLY INDIAN COMPANIES. LIST OF PRODUCTS ●► COLD DRINKS:- DRINK LEMON JUICE, FRESH FRUIT JUICES, CHILLED LASSI (SWEET OR SOUR), BUTTER MILK, COCONUT WATER, JAL JEERA, ENERJEE, and MASALA MILK... INSTEAD OF COCA COLA, PEPSI, LIMCA, MIRINDA, SPRITE ●► BATHING SOAP:-USE CINTHOL&OTHER GODREJ BRANDS, SANTOOR, WIPRO SHIKAKAI, MYSORE SANDAL, MARGO, NEEM, EVITA, MEDIMIX, GANGA , NIRMA BATH&CHANDRIKA INSTEAD OF LUX, LIFEBUOY, REXONA, LIRIL, DOVE, PEARS, LESANCY, CAMAY, PALMOLIVE ●► TOOTH PASTE:-USE NEEM, BABOOL, PROMISE, VICO VAJRADANTI, PRUDENT, DABUR PRODUCTS, MESWAK INSTEAD OF COLGATE, CLOSE UP, PEPSODENT, CIBACA, FORHANS, MENTADENT. ●► TOOTH BRUSH: -USE PRUDENT, AJANTA , PROMISE INSTEAD OF COLGATE, CLOSE UP, PEPSODENT, FORHANS, ORAL-B ●► SHAVING CREAM:-USE GODREJ, EMAMI INSTEAD OF PALMOLIVE, OLD SPICE, GILLETE ●► BLADE:-USE SUPERMAX, TOPAZ, LAZER, ASHOKA INSTEAD OF SEVEN-O -CLOCK, 365, GILLETTE ●► TALCUM POWDER:-USE SANTOOR,GOKUL, CINTHOL, WIPRO BABY POWDER, BOROPLUS INSTEAD OF PONDS, OLD SPICE, JOHNSON'S BABY POWDER, SHOWERTO SHOWER ●► MILK POWDER:-USE INDIANA, AMUL, AMULYA INSTEAD OF ANIKSPRAY, MILKANA, EVERYDAY MILK, MILKMAID. ●► SHAMPOO:-USE LAKME, NIRMA, VELVETTE INSTEAD OF HALO, ALL CLEAR, NYLE, SUNSILK, HEAD AND SHOULDERS, PANTENE ●► MOBILE CONNECTIONS:-US E BSNL, AIRTEL INSTEAD OF HUTCH ●► Food Items:- Eat Tandoori chicken, Vada Pav, Idli, Dosa, Puri, Uppuma INSTEAD OF KFC, MACDONALD'S, PIZZA HUT, A&W Every INDIAN product you buy makes a big difference. It saves INDIA. Let us take a firm decision today. BUY INDIAN TO BE INDIAN - We arenot against of foreign products. WE ARE NOT ANTI-MULTINATIO NAL.WE ARE TRYING TO SAVE OUR NATION. EVERY DAY IS A STRUGGLE FOR A REAL FREEDOM. WE ACHIEVEDOUR INDEPENDENCE AFTER LOSING MANY LIVES. THEY DIED PAINFULLY TO ENSURE THAT WE LIVE PEACEFULLY. THE CURRENT TREND IS VERY THREATENING. MULTINATIONALS CALL IT GLOBALIZATION OF INDIAN ECONOMY. FOR INDIANS LIKE YOU AND ME, IT IS RE-COLONIZATION OF INDIA. THE COLONIST'S LEFT INDIA THEN. BUT THIS TIME, THEY WILL MAKE SURE THEY DON'T MAKE ANY MISTAKES. WHO WOULD LIKE TO LET A"GOOSE THAT LAYS GOLDEN EGGS"SLIP AWAY? PLEASE REMEMBER: POLITICAL FREEDOM IS USELESS WITHOUT ECONOMIC INDEPENDENCE RUSSIA, S.KOREA, MEXICO - THE LIST IS VERY LONG!! LET US LEARN FROMTHEIR EXPERIENCE AND FROM OUR HISTORY. LET US DO THE DUTY OF EVERY TRUE INDIAN. FINALLY, IT'S OBVIOUS THAT YOU CAN'T GIVE UP ALL OF THE ITEMS MENTIONED ABOVE. SO GIVE UP AT LEAST ONE ITEM FOR THE SAKE OF OUR COUNTRY! We would be sending useless forwards to our friends daily. Instead, please forward this note to all your friends to create awareness...!! "LITTLE DROPS MAKE A GREAT OCEAN." PLEASE TRY TO BE AN INDIAN..... Every True Indian Pls Share This Post ( Click Share) THANK YOU Pravin Upadhye
Can I just say ,,, Damn A Sight !!! what a great time we had at the Beer Bash !!! This was my first year and I hope its not my last ,,, We closed the show with 12 songs on the list but ended up doing about 18 ,,, What a nice crowd of people ,,, Thanks for have-n 5-Speed in the mix ,,, Steve Strickland
One day, a young guy and a young girl fell in love. But the guy came from a poor family. The girl’s parents weren’t too happy. So the young man decided not only to court the girl but to court her parents as well. In time, the parents saw that he was a good man and was worthy of their daughter’s hand. But there was another problem: The man was a soldier. Soon, war broke out and he was being sent overseas for a year. The week before he left, the man knelt on his knee and asked his lady love, “Will you marry me?” She wiped a tear, said yes, and they were engaged. They agreed that when he got back in one year, they would get married. But tragedy struck. A few days after he left, the girl had a major vehicular accident. It was a head-on collision. When she woke up in the hospital, she saw her father and mother crying. Immediately, she knew there was something wrong. She later found out that she suffered brain injury. The part of her brain that controlled her face muscles was damaged. Her once lovely face was now disfigured. She cried as she saw herself in the mirror. “Yesterday, I was beautiful. Today, I’m a monster.” Her body was also covered with so many ugly wounds. Right there and then, she decided to release her fiancé from their promise. She knew he wouldn’t want her anymore. She would forget about him and never see him again. For one year, the soldier wrote many letters—but she wouldn’t answer. He phoned her many times but she wouldn’t return her calls. But after one year, the mother walked into her room and announced, “He’s back from the war.”The girl shouted, “No! Please don’t tell him about me. Don’t tell him I’m here!”The mother said, “He’s getting married,” and handed her a wedding invitation. The girl’s heart sank. She knew she still loved him—but she had to forget him now.With great sadness, she opened the wedding invitation. And then she saw her name on it! Confused, she asked, “What is this?” That was when the young man entered her room with a bouquet of flowers. He knelt beside her and asked, “Will you marry me?” The girl covered her face with her hands and said, “I’m ugly!” The man said, “Without your permission, your mother sent me your photos. When I saw your photos, I realized that nothing has changed. You’re still the person I fell in love... You’re still as beautiful as ever; Because I love you! ======== Oderinde Michael Oluwaseyi
Very grateful for this new day with fresh air to breath, hopefully that we begin with a fresh start this day and share good things on face book to uplift our lives. I hope that we shut our personal feeling in our closet and make the fb interesting to look at good things but not your personal feeling that will shut our wishes from looking in to it. Face Book is a good intersection for every body to meet and share good things in it, and reunite with lost friends and relatives. PLEASE JUST SHUT YOUR PERSONAL FEELINGS IN YOUR CLOSET BEcauSE face book is like a family house, your brothers and loved ones are looking at it all the time. Kind regards Lesieli Vea Fainga'a
It was Bonaparte 3, not 1. The rooms were stunning but I loved the dishes and learned that they were soft porcelain unlike most porcelain. They were stunningly beautiful, but Gene wouldn't have made it as a royal dishwasher. Went back to see miss Lisa and got up as close as you can this time. The bus tour is now Monday and the museums are closed Tuesday, so I'll walk more, only the outside Rodin is open - oh well! Jennifer Grant
Thanks to NCE for including Josh & I in an amazing & fun show yesterday! We had a BLAST! When can we do it again? You're all wonderful people & I'm so glad we got to do this together. To my friends& family that came out- you're THE BEST! You've supported my ventures & not only showed up but you came with your arms full of donations for Villalobos Rescue; YOU ROCK!!! Woodland Motors- BROUGHT IT! & agreed to sponsor next time. If you decide to check out a vehicle be sure to tell Jim you were @ Bully Mayhem! Peri Partington-Judge
Have u ever felt like the person you like dosent get that you like them and they talk about stuff tht makes you mad inside but you cant show it cuz u like tht person, and if you had a crush on them for the longest time and they dont know or they do well i need to get this out and tell the girl face to face how i feel inside tht she is my butter to my toast and my shine to my sun and i could never get over you nothing even matters when im not with u girl i when we where toghther friday that nothing mattered to me but you and i wanted to tell u then but i think you figred it when i keep flirting with you the world dose stop wanna i put my arm around you i just wanted say how feel about this girl. Dk Smith
Today my friend told me in his company, quite a numbers of very seniors fellows always make hell of a lot of noise about their pay not enough, no benefits , no enough makan time, but he told me that this group of people stay the longest in the company, others who join left after sometime after hearing enough of their negative comments and views...maybe this is how this people survive, they know too well they can't get a job that give them too much time to complain and grumble.. Too bad to my friend... Oink oink Jp Johnny
Well worth reading: Two Choices What would you do?...you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same choice? At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question: 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does, is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. ‘Where is the natural order of things in my son?' The audience was stilled by the query. The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, who was mentally and physically disabled comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.' Then he told the following story: Shay and I had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' I knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but as a father I also understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps. I approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning..' Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt.. I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart. The boys saw my joy at my son being accepted. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as I waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat. At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball. However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher. The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.. Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball . The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home. All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay' Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third! Shay, run to third!' As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team. 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world'. Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making me so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day! AND NOW A LITTLE FOOT NOTE TO THIS STORY: A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate among them. May your day, be a Shay Day. MAY GOD BLESS EVERYONE WHO DECIDES TO SHARE THIS ON IN MEMORY OF SHAY. Suesan Rush-Quinn
I just had this weird dream about ancient Rome. I had gone back in time with two friends(I don't know who they were, but they were familiar to me). I remember staring at a mosaic on the floor and watching it change before my eyes as we went back...it was weird. But that isn't the half of it. They knew something we don't. In my dream, we found carvings and drawings of the earth and another planet which I had assumed was the moon, but thinking back to the voice that started in my head and the pictures, it wasn't a moon. The voice was talking about how the Romans knew that we were not completely of this planet, that half our bloodline came from another. In my dream I was taking pictures with my iPhone of these images(if I check my pics and they are there, I am gonna freak!)...I did it because I needed the proof of where I had been. Then I moved to another mosaic in the ground. This one representing the Third Eye. The voice kept talking, mentioning something about our minds. Then I rushed over to another carving, this one containing an image of a pyramid with the Third Eye on top(think dollar bill,but far more elaborate and detailed), and then the before-mentioned planet carved again about two inches away from the pyramid. I took pictures of that, too. The weird thing is that I have never had a connection with ancient Rome at all. But I said out loud very specifically when we got there, "guys..we're in ancient Rome...!". I know it all sounds crazy, but that was a very...interesting dream. No I didn't have sugar before bed. Diana Pickel
Girl In The WindowStaring from my room I see themHolding hands wish I could be themLovers doing what we use to do(But I'm stuck here alone)That's the way it's been here latelyYou're too busy now to save meFeels like you forget I'm waiting for youSometimes I wish I could just let goBut I love you (I love you)And I believe that one day you will come aroundBut can you tell meHow do I always end up being the girl at the window(Window, window)I tell myself I'm not gonna wait for you whenever you go(You go, you go)You give me your word and I alwaystake itYou say you'll be home but you never make itSo why do I...Always end up that girl at the window (the window)The girl at the windowI know you're working that's why you're leavingI will never argue your reasonsIf this means that you believe in themOh time goes on and we're growingapartBroken promises break my heartPlease don't give me a reason to say goodbyeSometimes I wish I could just let goBut I love you (I love you)And I believe that one day you will come aroundBut can you tell meHow do I always end up being the girl at the window(Window, window)I tell myself I'm not gonna wait for you whenever you go(You go, you go)You give me your word and I alwaystake itYou say you'll be home but you never make itSo why do I...Always end up that girl at the window (the window)The girl at the windowHow can I be what you're sayingWhen you keep turning all the pagesAm I suppose to believe your wordsare trueDon't take advantage of me cause you know I won't leave youI make sure you know I always wanna see youWhoa won't you do it for me tooOh how do I always end up being the girl at the window(Window, window)I tell myself I'm not gonna wait for you whenever you go(You go, you go)You give me your word and I alwaystake itYou say you'll be home but you never make itSo why do I...Always end up that girl at the window (the window)The girl at the window Vinod Mallya P
My Moms Carried Me For 5 Months. Not 9! So Patience Was A Vertue I Didn't Have Time To Fully Obtain LOL...She Felt Sick For Months With Nausea, Watched Her Feet Swell, Belly Get BIG &&Her Skin Stretch. She Managed To Get Up Every Day And Go To Work. She Struggled To Climb Stairs, Got Breathless Quick, And Stayed Awake Plenty Nights Cause She Couldn't Sleep. She Really Coulda Aborted Me, BUT Abortion Was NEVER An Option. She Didn't Have To Go Through Any Excruciating Pains, Push Or None Of That To Bring Me Into This World. I Came Out By Myself FEET FIRST!! On September 26, 1992 She Quickly Became My Nurse, My Chef, My Maid, My Chauffeur, My Biggest Fan, My Teacher, And My BFF. Since Day 1, She Has Sacrificed EVERYTHING For Me Without Second Guessing, Questioning, Or Regreting. She Done Cried Over Me, Hoped The BEST For Me, And PRAYED For Me. Most Of Us Take Our Mothers For Granted And Shit. Not Realizing That They Could Have Deadass Aborted Our Asses Whenever! With ALL That Being Said, I Wannah Say THANK YOU Aisa Bailey For Always Going Over &&Beyond Ya Motherly Duties ; I LOVE You Way More Than You Know Girl :-) <3 Mynaisa Monae Bailey-Hunter