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Monday, December 21, 2009

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.

A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it.

Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, “Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine.” The crowd and the young man looked at the old man’s heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn’t fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.

The people stared — how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought? The young man looked at the old man’s heart and saw its state and laughed. “You must be joking,” he said. “Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears.” “Yes,” said the old man, “yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you.

You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren’t exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared.

Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn’t returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges — giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting.

So now do you see what true beauty is?” The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man’s heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.
The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man’s heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side.

Please let everyone know each day how much they mean to you, as they may be gone tomorrow.

11:35
God Has A Sense Of Humour





Thursday, September 24, 2009

Dont tell me how hard uve worked!
TELL me how much you've done

11:51
God Has A Sense Of Humour





Saturday, September 12, 2009

When we make mistakes:

Admit it
Learn it
Never repeat it =)

12:02
God Has A Sense Of Humour





Monday, September 07, 2009

Dont count the days
Make the days count =)

Congrats to all those ORDing this month.Have a fruitful life ahead =) just remember those words up there and live life coz we only live once!

08:00
God Has A Sense Of Humour





Friday, September 04, 2009

If you want to see the rainbow
Get ready to sit through the rain

22 years have past.i've yet to see the rainbow of my life.Or maybe i have...many times,hidden in plain sight which i missed cause i was too busy harping over the rain. But no matter,after the rain,there's always the sun.and when we look at it in some wonderous way,we might just catch the rainbow...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!~

A BIG thank you ESPECIALLY to my family...also to my loved ones for being the sun in my life. I love you guys =)

19:00
God Has A Sense Of Humour





Tuesday, September 01, 2009

Worry is like a rocking chair
It gives you something to do
BUT leads you nowhere

Dont just sit there.DO something =P

11:29
God Has A Sense Of Humour





Saturday, August 29, 2009

Learn for yesterday
LIVE for today
Hope for tomorrow =)

11:28
God Has A Sense Of Humour




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