Php 70.00 Vol. 44 No. 1 • JANUARY 2010 - IMPACT Magazine Online!
Php 70.00 Vol. 44 No. 1 • JANUARY 2010 - IMPACT Magazine Online!
Php 70.00 Vol. 44 No. 1 • JANUARY 2010 - IMPACT Magazine Online!
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FROM THE<br />
INBOX<br />
From the e-mail messages of lanbergado@cbcpworld.net<br />
The bear and the two travelers<br />
Two men were traveling together,<br />
when a bear suddenly met them on<br />
their path. One of them climbed up<br />
quickly into a tree and concealed himself<br />
in the branches. The other, seeing that he<br />
must be attacked, fell flat on the ground,<br />
and when the bear came up and felt him<br />
with his snout, and smelt him all over,<br />
he held his breath, and feigned the appearance<br />
of death as much as he could.<br />
The bear soon left him, for it is said he<br />
will not touch a dead body.<br />
When he was quite gone, the other<br />
traveler descended from the tree, and<br />
jocularly inquired of his friend what it<br />
was the bear had whispered in his ear.<br />
“He gave me this advice,” his companion<br />
replied. “Never travel with a<br />
friend who deserts you at the approach<br />
of danger.”<br />
The bishop’s gift<br />
Once, a church had fallen<br />
upon hard times. Only five<br />
members were left: the pastor<br />
and four others, all over 60<br />
years old.<br />
In the mountains near the<br />
church there lived a retired<br />
bishop. It occurred to<br />
the pastor to ask the<br />
bishop if he could<br />
offer any advice<br />
that might save<br />
the church. The<br />
pastor and the<br />
bishop spoke<br />
at length, but<br />
when asked<br />
for adv<br />
i c e ,<br />
the bishop simply<br />
responded by saying, “I have<br />
no advice to give. The only thing I<br />
can tell you is that the Messiah is<br />
one of you.”<br />
The pastor, returning to the<br />
church, told the church members<br />
what the Bishop had said. In the<br />
months that followed, the old church<br />
members pondered the words of the<br />
bishop. “The Messiah is one of us?”<br />
they each asked themselves. As they<br />
thought about this possibility, they<br />
all began to treat each other with extraordinary<br />
respect on the off chance<br />
that that one among them might be<br />
the Messiah. And on the<br />
off, off chance<br />
t h a t<br />
each<br />
member<br />
himself might<br />
be the Messiah,<br />
they also began<br />
to treat<br />
themselves<br />
with extraordinary<br />
care.<br />
As time went<br />
by, people visiting the<br />
c h u r c h noticed the aura of<br />
respect and gentle kindness<br />
that surrounded the five old members<br />
of the small church. Hardly<br />
knowing why, more people began<br />
to come back to the church. They<br />
began to bring their friends, and<br />
their friends brought more friends.<br />
Within a few years, the small<br />
church had once again become<br />
a thriving church, thanks to the<br />
bishop's gift.<br />
© etc.usf.edu<br />
Real friend<br />
Horror gripped the heart of the World<br />
War I soldier, as he saw his life-long<br />
friend fall in battle. Caught in a trench<br />
with continuous gunfire whizzing over his<br />
head, the soldier asked his lieutenant if he<br />
might go out into the “<strong>No</strong> Man's Land”<br />
between the trenches to bring his fallen<br />
comrade back.<br />
“You can go,” said the lieutenant, “but<br />
I don't think it will be worth it. Your friend<br />
is probably dead and you may throw your<br />
own life away.”<br />
The lieutenant's words didn't matter, and<br />
the soldier went anyway. Miraculously he<br />
managed to reach his friend, hoist him onto<br />
his shoulder, and bring him back to their<br />
company's trench. As the two of them tumbled<br />
in together to the bottom of the trench, the<br />
officer checked the wounded soldier, then<br />
looked kindly at his friend.<br />
“I told you it wouldn't be worth it,”<br />
he said. “Your friend is dead, and you are<br />
mortally wounded.”<br />
“It was worth it, though, sir,” the soldier<br />
said.<br />
“How do you mean, 'worth it'?” responded<br />
the lieutenant. “Your friend is dead!”<br />
“Yes sir,” the private answered. “But,<br />
it was worth it because when I got to him,<br />
he was still alive, and I had the satisfaction<br />
of hearing him say, ‘Jim, I knew you'd<br />
come.’”<br />
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