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		<title>Meredith and Abbey, A touching Story</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 16:02:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Our 14 year old dog, Abbey, died last month. The day after she died, my 4 year old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey.. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could so she dictated these words:]]></description>
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<p>Our 14 year old dog, Abbey, died last month. The day after she died, my 4 year old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey.. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could so she dictated these words:</p>
<blockquote><p>Dear God,<br />
Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.<br />
I hope you will play with her. She likes to play with balls and to swim. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her You will know that she is my dog. I really miss her. Love, Meredith We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office. A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had.</p></blockquote>
<p>Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, &#8216;To Meredith&#8217; in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, &#8216;<a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0698116666?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=pureperforma&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=390957&amp;creativeASIN=0698116666">When a Pet Dies</a>&#8216; Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey &amp; Meredith and this note:</p>
<blockquote><p>Dear Meredith,<br />
Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help. I recognized Abbey right away.  Abbey isn&#8217;t sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart.. Abbey loved being your dog.. Since we don&#8217;t need our bodies in heaven, I don&#8217;t have any pockets to keep your picture in, so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by&#8230; Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you. I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much. By the way, I&#8217;m easy to find, I am wherever there is love.</p>
<p>Love,<br />
God</p></blockquote>
<p>Scopes state the story is true: http://www.snopes.com/glurge/abbey.asp</p>
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		<title>Meet Me in the Stairway</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 18:41:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[911]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[September 11 2001]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[You say you will never forget where you were when you heard the news On September 11, 2001. Neither will I. ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;">You say you will never forget where you were when<br />
you heard the news On September 11, 2001.<br />
Neither will I.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room<br />
with a man who called his wife to say &#8216;Good-Bye.&#8217; I<br />
held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the<br />
peace to say, &#8216;Honey, I am not going to make it, but it<br />
is OK..I am ready to go.&#8217;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">I was with his wife when he called as she fed<br />
breakfast to their children. I held her up as she<br />
tried to understand his words and as she realized<br />
he wasn&#8217;t coming home that night.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a<br />
woman cried out to Me for help. &#8216;I have been<br />
knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!&#8217; I said.<br />
&#8216;Of course I will show you the way home &#8211; only<br />
believe in Me now.&#8217;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">I was at the base of the building with the Priest<br />
ministering to the injured and devastated souls.<br />
I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He<br />
heard my voice and answered.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">I was on all four of those planes, in every seat,<br />
with every prayer. I was with the crew as they<br />
were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the<br />
believers there, comforting and assuring them that their<br />
faith has saved them.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">I was in Texas , Virginia , California , Michigan , Afghanistan .<br />
I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news.<br />
Did you sense Me?</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew<br />
every name &#8211; though not all know Me. Some met Me<br />
for the first time on the 86th floor..</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Some sought Me with their last breath.<br />
Some couldn&#8217;t hear Me calling to them through the<br />
smoke and flames; &#8216;Come to Me&#8230; This way&#8230; Take<br />
my hand.&#8217; Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me.<br />
But, I was there.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">I did not place you in the Tower that day. You<br />
may not know why, but I do. However, if you were<br />
there in that explosive moment in time, would you have<br />
reached for Me?</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Sept. 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey<br />
for you. But someday your journey will end. And I<br />
will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may<br />
be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are<br />
&#8216;ready to go.&#8217;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.</p>
<h2 style="text-align: center;">God</h2>
<p style="text-align: center;">During the next 60 seconds, stop whatever you are<br />
doing, and take this opportunity. (Literally it<br />
is only 1 minute.) All you have to do is the<br />
following:</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Stop and think and appreciate God&#8217;s power<br />
in your life, for doing what you know is pleasing to<br />
Him. If you are not ashamed to do this, follow the<br />
instructions. Jesus said, &#8216;If you are ashamed of Me, I will be<br />
ashamed of you before My Father&#8217;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Author &#8211; Unknown</strong></p>
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		<title>A Very Nice Prayer</title>
		<link>http://www.skrobola.com/2008/12/a-very-nice-prayer/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 15:08:41 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Prayer]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Please take a moment to relax your mind and humble your heart to focus on Christ.
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Friends that pray together, stay together. ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Please take a moment to relax your mind and humble your heart to focus on Christ.</p>
<p>Allow God, to be the only person on your mind while you read this prayer. If we can take the time to read long jokes, stories, etc., we should give the same respect to this prayer.</p>
<p>Friends that pray together, stay together.</p>
<p>Dear Lord, I thank You for this day. I thank You for my being able to see<br />
and to hear this morning. I&#8217;m blessed because You are a forgiving God and<br />
an understanding God.  You have done so much for me and You keep on blessing me.</p>
<p>Forgive me this day for everything I have done, said or thought that was<br />
not pleasing to you. I ask now for Your forgiveness.</p>
<p>Please keep me safe from all danger and harm. Help me to start this day<br />
with a new attitude and plenty of gratitude.  Let me make the best of ! ! !<br />
each and every day to clear my mind so that I can hear from You.</p>
<p>Please broaden my mind that I can accept all things.</p>
<p>Let me not whine and whimper over things I have no control over. Let me continue to see sin through God&#8217;s eyes and acknowledge it as evil. And when I sin, let me repent, and confess with my mouth my wrongdoing, and receive theforgiveness of God.</p>
<p>And when this world closes in on me, let me remember Jesus&#8217; example -to slip away and find a quiet place to pray. It&#8217;s the best response when I&#8217;m pushed beyond my limits. I know that when I can&#8217;t pray, You listen to my heart. Continue to use me to do Your will.</p>
<p>Continue to bless me that I may be a blessing to others.  Keep me strong that I may help the weak. Keep me uplifted that I may have words of encouragement for others.</p>
<p>I pray for those that are lost and can&#8217;t find their way.  I pray for those that are misjudged and misunderstood.   I pray for those that don&#8217;t believe. But I thank you that I believe.</p>
<p>I believe that God changes people and God changes things. I pray for all my sisters and brothers. For each and every family member in their households. I pray for peace, love and joy in their homes that they are out of debt and all their needs are met.</p>
<p>Amen.</p>
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		<title>God Speaks</title>
		<link>http://www.skrobola.com/2006/12/god-speaks/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 14:46:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Here's a list of all variations of the "God Speaks" billboards.  The billboards are a simple black background with white text.  No fine print or sponsoring organization is included.  ..enjoy.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Here&#8217;s a list of all variations of the &#8220;God Speaks&#8221; billboards.  The billboards are a simple black background with white text.  No fine print or sponsoring organization is included.  ..enjoy.</p>
<p>Tell the kids I love them -God</p>
<p>Let&#8217;s meet at my house Sunday before the game. -God</p>
<p>C&#8217;mon over and bring the kids. -God</p>
<p>What part of &#8220;Thou Shalt Not&#8230;&#8221; didn&#8217;t you understand? -God</p>
<p>We need to talk. -God</p>
<p>Keep using my name in vain, I&#8217;ll make rush hour longer. -God</p>
<p>Loved the wedding, now invite me into the marriage. -God</p>
<p>That &#8220;Love Thy Neighbor&#8221; thing&#8230; I meant it. -God</p>
<p>I love you and you and you and you and&#8230; -God</p>
<p>Will the road you&#8217;re on get you to my place? -God</p>
<p>Follow me. -God</p>
<p>Big bang theory?&#8230; You&#8217;ve got to be kidding!!! -God</p>
<p>My way is the highway. -God</p>
<p>Need directions? -God</p>
<p>You think it&#8217;s hot here? -God</p>
<p>Have you read my #1 best seller? There&#8217;ll be a test. -God</p>
<p>Do you have any idea where you&#8217;re going? -God</p>
<p>Don&#8217;t make me come down there!!! -God</p>
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