The deaf frog

A group of frogs were traveling through the woods, and two of them fell into a deep pit.
All the other frogs gathered around the pit. When they saw how deep the pit was, they told the two Frogs that they were as good as dead.

The two frogs ignored the comments and tried to jump up out of the pit with all of their might.
The other frogs kept telling them to stop, that they were as good as dead.

Finally, one of the frogs took heed to what the other frogs were saying and gave up.
He fell down and died.

The other Frog continued to jump as hard as he could. Once again, the crowd of Frogs yelled at him to stop the pain and just die. He jumped even harder and finally made it OUT.

You know how did he make that happen?

This frog was deaf, unable to hear the others . He thought they were encouraging him the entire time.

An encouraging word to someone who is down can lift them up and help them make it through the day & life.A destructive word to someone who is down can be what it takes to kill them.

Be careful of what you say cause at times we not realize the power of words.


Defying destiny

During a momentous battle, a Japanese general decided to attack even though his army was greatly outnumbered. He was confident they would win, but his men were filled with doubt.

On the way to the battle, they stopped at a religious shrine. After praying with the men, the general took out a coin and said, "I shall now toss this coin. If it is heads, we shall win. If it is tails we shall lose."

"Destiny will now reveal itself."

He threw the coin into the air and all watched intently as it landed. It was heads. The soldiers were so overjoyed and filled with confidence that they vigorously attacked the enemy and were victorious.

After the battle, a lieutenant remarked to the general, "No one can change destiny."

"Quite right," the general replied as he showed the lieutenant the coin, which had heads on both sides.

The mayonnaise jar & the coffee

A professor stood before his philosophy class & had some items in front of him. When the class began, he picked up a large & empty mayonnaise jar & filled it with golf balls.

After sometime the jar was full. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles & poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed.

The professor next picked up a box of sand & poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked if the jar was full. They agreed.

The professor then produced 2 cups of coffee from under the table & poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want u to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are important things, your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, & your favorite passions that if everything else was lost & only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are other things that matter like your job, your house, & your car.
The sand is everything else the small stuff.

"If u put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If u spend all your time & energy on the small stuff, u will never have room for the things that r important.

Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take care of the golf balls 1st, it really matters. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand & inquired what the coffee represented.

The professor smiled. "I'm glad u asked. It just goes to show u that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."

Does love need a reason?

Once a lady when having a conversation with her lover

Lady : Why do you like me..? Why do you love me?

Man : I can t tell the reason.. but I really like you..

Lady : You cant even tell me the reason... how can you say you like me? How can you say you love me?

Man : I really dont know the reason, but I can prove that I love you.

Lady : Proof? No! I want you to tell me the reason. My friend's boyfriend can tell her why he loves her but not you!

Man : Ok..ok!!! Erm... because you are beautiful, because your voice is sweet, because you are caring, because you are loving, because you are thoughtful, because of your smile, because of your every movements.

The lady felt very satisfied with the man s answer.

Unfortunately, a few days later, the Lady met with an accident and went in comma.

The guy then placed a letter by her side, and here is the content:

Darling, because of your sweet voice that I love you...
Now can you talk? No! Therefore I cannot love you.

Because of your care and concern that I like you..
Now that you cannot show them, therefore I cannot love you.

Because of your smile, because of your every movements that I love you..
Now can you smile? Now can you move? No, therefore I cannot love you...

If love needs a reason, like now, there is no reason for me to love you anymore.

Does love need a reason? NO!

Therefore, I still love you...

True Love

It was a busy morning, approximately 08:30 am, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9 am. I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking repeatedly at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound.

On examination, it was well-healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his stitches and redressed his wound. While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in conversation. I asked him if he had an important appointment that morning, as he seemed to be in such a hurry.

The gentleman told me no; that he only needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I then inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while already and that she was a victim of Alzheimer Disease.

As we talked, and I finished dressing his wound, I asked if she would be worried if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was; that she had not recognized him for five years now. I was surprised, and asked him. "And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?"

He smiled as he patted my hand and said: "She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is."

I had to hold back my tears as he left. I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought: "That is the kind of love I want in my life."

True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.