Tag Archives: Children

The Empty Hand

woman holding a young boy's hand

-- Author Unknown

Thanksgiving Day was near. The first grade teacher gave her class a fun assignment -- to draw a picture of something for which they were thankful.

Most of the class might be considered economically disadvantaged, but still many would celebrate the holiday with turkey and other traditional goodies of the season. These, the teacher thought, would be the subjects of most of her student's art. And they were.

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In My Life

hands holding a butterfly

-- By Rick Beneteau

ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿In My Life
I have savored the sweetness of Victory.

ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿In My Life
I have been Vanquished and know too well the ÔÇ¿bitter taste of Defeat.
________________ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿

In My Life
I have been so overwhelmed with Joy that I thought ÔÇ¿I could not contain it.

ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿In My Life
I have been so overwrought with Sorrow that IÔÇ¿ believed I could not bear another moment of it.
________________ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿

In My Life
I have Believed so strongly that no person or ÔÇ¿circumstance could impair my conviction.

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Mother’s Prayer

mother praying with daughter

-- Author Unknown

Lord, for my children I would pray
That they may seek Thee every day
Through life, with all its storms and stress
Its sorrows, grief and bitterness.

In disappointments fly to Thee
For comfort, strength and sympathy.
And never find a truer friend,
But love and serve Thee to the end.

That they may take Thee as their Guide,
To lead them all the way beside;
Their Counsellor when troubled o'er
The many problems at youth's door.

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Listening at Christmas, and Always

2 boys with Santa Claus

-- By Roger Darlington

A few years after I left my secondary school in Manchester, I was invited to help out with the school's Christmas Fair and I decided to have a go at being Father Christmas. I had recently grown my first full beard and thought that I would enter into the role by rubbing flour into my growth. Though I say it myself, I looked rather splendid and certainly I attracted lots of custom.

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Drug Problem

-- Author unknown

The other day, a man standing next to me at a store in our small town read that a meth lab had been found in an old farm house in the adjoining county, and he asked me a rhetorical question...

Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?

I told him I did have a drug problem when I was a kid growing up.

I was drug to church on Sunday... morning and night.

I was drug to church for weddings and funerals.

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What does Love mean?

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds...
"What does love mean?"


The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. Touching words from the mouth of babes.

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