Biblical Stories,passages or anything u can share.

anything you can share.....ei guys i just thought of having a thread about biblical stories,passages,quotes, articles or sumthing we've just read that may enhance our spirituality......... I guess it's our duty to spread god's guys kung meron kayong mga gusto niong ishare even ur personal xperiences that may strengthen our relationship w/ god and others pls feel free to do so...... malay natin dahil sa pinost nating un may change sumone's not a goodie-goodie person gnawa ko 2 dahil lam ko may matutunan tayo sa isa't isa.........

or kung wala nmn kayong maishare u can read ol na nkalagay d2..... feel free nalang !!!!!!!!!


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    ito nakuha ko to sa friendster from a friend of mine and im sharing this w/ all of you kasi meron tlaga akong natutunan/narealize dito... lam nio na yata 2 pero para sa di pa nakakaalam feel free......

    This is not intended to be a joke,
    not funny, it's intended to get you
    Dart Test... A young lady named Sally, relates
    experience she had in a seminary class, given
    her teacher, Dr. Smith. She says that Dr.
    Smithwas known for his elaborate object
    One particular day, Sally walked into the
    and knew they were in for a fun day. On the
    was a big target and on a nearby table were
    darts. Dr. Smithtold the students to draw a
    of someone that they disliked or someone who
    had made them angry, and he would allow them
    throw darts at the person's picture. Sally's
    drew a picture of who had stolen her boyfriend.
    Another friend drew a picture of his little
    Sally drew a picture of a former friend, putting a
    great deal of detail into her drawing, even
    pimples on the face. Sally was pleased with the
    overall effect she had achieved. The class
    and began throwing darts. Some of the
    threw their darts with such force that their
    were ripping apart. Sally looked forward to her
    turn, and was filled with disappointment when
    Smith, because of time limits, asked the
    to return to their seats. As Sally sat thinking
    how angry she was because she didn't have a
    chance to throw any darts at her target. Dr.
    Smithbegan removing the target from the wall.
    Underneath the target was a picture of Jesus.
    hush fell over the room as each student viewed
    mangled picture of Jesus; holes and jagged
    marks covered His face and His eyes were
    pierced. Dr. Smithsaid only these
    words... "Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one
    the least of these my brethren, ye have done it
    unto Me." Matthew 25:40. No other words were
    necessary; the tears filled eyes of the students
    focused only on the picture of Christ. This is an
    easy test; you score 100 or zero. It's your
    choice. If
    you aren't ashamed to do this, please follow
    directions. Jesus said, "If you are ashamed of
    I will be ashamed of you, before My Father."
    ashamed .. pass this on. Ashamed .. delete it.
    it funny how simple it is for people to trash God
    and then wonder why the world's going to hell.
    it funny how we believe what the newspapers
    but question what the Bible says. Isn't it funny
    everyone wants to go to heaven provided they
    not have to believe, think, say, or do anything
    Bible says. Or is it scary? Isn't it funny how
    someone can say "I believe in God" but still
    Satan (who, by the way, also "believes" in
    God ).
    Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand
    through e-mail and! they spread like wildfire, but
    when you start sending messages regarding
    Lord, people think twice about sharing. Isn't it
    funny how the lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene
    pass freely through cyberspace, but the public
    discussion of Jesus is suppressed in the
    and workplace. Isn't it funny how someone can
    so fired up for Christ on Sunday, but be an
    invisible Christian the rest of the week. Are you
    laughing? Isn't it funny how when you go to
    forward this message, you will not send it to many
    on your address list because you're not sure what
    they believe, or what they will think of you for
    sending it to them. Isn't it funny how I can be more
    worried about what other people think of me than
    what God thinks of me. Will YOU pass this on? ...
    I did -
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    I like this Story about two friends that you have to forgive and forget the bad things that happens and treasure all the nice moments with your friends.

    A story tells that two friends were walking
    through the desert. During some
    point of the journey they had an argument, and
    one friend slapped the other one in the face.

    The one who got slapped was hurt,
    but without saying anything, wrote in the sand:


    They kept on walking until they found an oasis,
    where they decided to take a bath. The one who
    had been slapped got stuck in the mire and
    started drowning, but the friend saved him.
    After he recovered from the near
    drowning, he wrote on a stone:


    The friend who had slapped and
    saved his best friend asked him,
    "After I hurt you, you wrote in the
    sand and now, you write on a stone,
    why?" The other friend replied "When someone
    hurts us we should write it down in sand where winds
    of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone
    does something good for us, we must engrave
    it in stone where no wind can ever erase it."


    They say it takes a minute to find a special person,
    an hour to appreciate them,
    a day to love them,
    but then an entire life to forget them.

    Send this phrase to the people you'll never
    forget. It's a short message to let them
    know that you'll never forget them.

    Do not value the THINGS you have in your life..
    But value WHO you have in your life!
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    All your life, you had specific dreams about what your family life

    would be like when you finally married. You were so intent on

    what you wanted, you even made a list of qualities and

    characteristics you were looking for in a spouse, in a home,

    in your job, in your children.

    But time passed, and that person you were so intent on didn't

    come along. All of your friends married, had children, had

    beautiful homes. And still you were single. You prayed and

    prayed and prayed for that person to come along, but

    nothing happened.

    You had a good job. You served in your church. You spent daily

    time with the Lord in prayer and studying the Word. You

    dedicated your life to serving God in every way possible, but

    still nothing.

    So you decided to take matters into your own hands, and you
    began an active search for a mate. And within a short period,
    you met someone who almost fit the bill. Almost. Sure, there
    were a few things missing, a few rusty spots in that person's
    character. But, after all, no one is perfect. Of course, your
    friends and your pastor tried to counsel you that you were
    making a poor choice and that you should wait for the Lord
    to send the right person. But that couldn't be right. You had
    waited for a long time.

    Maybe your goals were too high. Maybe you'd been asking for
    the impossible. Maybe this was the person God wanted for you
    so you're character could grow through dealing with his or her

    So you married. And your life went down hill from there.

    Even though it often seems that God is slow to answer prayers,
    no matter whether it's about a mate, or a job, or our children,
    or our finances, or anything else, we have to remember that God
    doesn't wear a watch. Nor does He look at our human calendars.
    He sees with eternal eyes. He operates on an eternal timetable,
    according to His plan and His schedule.
    If God seems to be running late, don't get impatient and run
    ahead of him. Wait for the Lord's timing in everything.

    To the single folks out there, this is for you.

    Single means you have the time to grow and be the person you
    want to be.

    Single gives you space to grow. Sometimes, it is harder to grow
    when you are too close to someone. Trees are planted far
    apart so they can spread their branches and become strong
    as they mature.

    Single means learning to live by yourself. However, that is no
    more difficult than learning to live with somebody else.

    Single means freedom. You are free to spend a week's vacation
    on the beach, to take computer courses, to work late on an
    interesting project, to spend the day in bed with a good book
    or simply with a person who has read one.

    Single means learning not to need a man/woman to make your
    life meaningful but learning to live with a man/woman because
    you want to be with him/her.

    Single means that sometimes you will wonder why you will bite
    your lip and feel wistful and wonder if marriage is better.
    Ironically, yet quite happily, single is feeling good about being
    in control of your life. It is liking and respecting who you are
    and why you are.

    Single is realizing that being married is not necessarily better,
    it is merely different.

    Single means that there could be something wonderful around the
    corner and you can take advantage of it.

    Single means you are free to love again.

    There are times when we are afraid of telling the person, whom
    we love or like, what we feel deep inside because we might
    just lose them.

    That's a big risk... I know. But hey.... everything is. The way I
    see, it is why we keep something inside and then end up
    regretting it in the near future?

    But as I've said.... everything is a big risk. SO whatever you
    decide to do with your feelings.... whether you tell it to that
    person or not... you have to be ready with the consequences
    that come after it and accept it.
    Whatever decisions that you have made in your life is part of
    your growing experience... part of life. Whatever decisions
    that you have to make will influence or affect your future. So
    think hard before deciding on certain things...
    and PRAY TO GOD and HE will show you the way

    Both inspirational story is from sarahgeronimo yahoo groups....... :thumbs
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    i'm happy that you put up this thread PyaJ...we all need this kind of inspirational stories.. to guide and enlighten us. :good

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    YEAH good thing na naicipan nyo ilagay tong thread na to kasi we all need spriritual guidance as part of our personal growth... :thumbs
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    hehehe thank you po..... feel free 2 add some stories or kung gusto nio mag comment/opinion/lessons learned sa mga posts ng iba...............
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    hi!! thanks pyaj for putting this on.. this is really helpful for all of us.. especially sa akin.. kasi every week i need insiprational stories na pwede naming pag-usapan during prayer meetings on sundays.... thank you talaga!! biggrin.gif
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    -Maintain Purity in life-

    If u kep urself pure, u will b a utensil god can use for his purpose. ur lyf will be clean and you will be ready 4 d master to use 4 every good work.....

    hehehe e2 po ung quote namin kanina sa klase namin bnigay ng teacher namin hope this will enlightn us of doing sumthing good and avoiding the evil ones........
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    :lol1 ganda ng story ni2 pwamis!!!!!!!!!!!!


    As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the
    very first day of school, she told the children an
    untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her
    students and said that she loved them all the
    same. However, that was impossible, because
    there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a
    little boy named Teddy Stoddard.

    Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year
    before and noticed that he did not play well with
    the other children, that his clothes were messy
    and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition,
    Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point
    where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight
    in marking his papers with a broad red pen,
    making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the
    top of his papers. At the school where Mrs.
    Thompson taught, she was required to review
    each child's past records and she put Teddy's off
    until last. However, when she reviewed his file,
    she was in for a surprise.

    Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a
    bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work
    neatly and has good manners ... he is a joy to be

    His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an
    excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but
    he is troubled because his mother has a terminal
    illness and life at home must be a struggle."

    His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death
    has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but
    his father doesn't show much interest and his
    home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't

    Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is
    withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in
    school. He doesn't have many friends and he
    sometimes sleeps in class."

    By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and
    she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse
    when her students brought her Christmas
    presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright
    paper, except for Teddy's. His present was
    clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that
    he got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took
    pains to open it in the middle of the other
    presents. Some of the children started to laugh
    when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some
    of the stones
    missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of
    perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter
    when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was,
    putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on
    her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that
    day just long to say, " Mrs. Thompson, today you
    smelled just like my Mom used to." After the
    children left, she cried for at least an hour.

    On that very day, she quit teaching reading,
    writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to
    teach children. Mrs. Thompson paid particular
    Attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his
    mind seemed to come alive. The more she
    encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the
    of the year, Teddy had become one of the
    smartest children in the class and, despite her lie
    that she would love all the children the same,
    Teddy became one of her "teacher's pets."

    A year later, she found a note under her door,
    from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best
    teacher he ever had in his whole life.

    Six years went by before she got another note
    from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished
    high school, third in his class, and she was still the
    best teacher he ever had in his whole life

    Four years after that, she got another letter, saying
    that while things had been tough at times, he'd
    stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon
    graduate from college with the highest of honors.
    He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the
    best and favorite teacher he had ever had in his
    whole life.

    Then four more years passed and yet another
    letter came. This time he explained that after he
    got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little
    further. The letter explained that she was still the
    best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his
    name was a little longer.... the letter was signed,
    Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.

    The story does not end there. You see, there was
    yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he had
    met this girl and was going to be married. He
    explained that his father had died a couple of
    years ago and he was wondering if Mrs.
    Thompson might agree to sit at the wedding in the
    place that was usually reserved for the mother of
    the groom.

    Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what?
    She wore that bracelet, the one with several
    rhinestones missing. Moreover, she made sure
    she was wearing the perfume that Teddy
    remembered his mother wearing on their last
    Christmas together.

    They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard
    whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, "Thank you
    Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so
    much for making me feel important and showing
    me that I could make a difference."

    Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered
    back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You
    were the one who taught me that I could make a
    difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met
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