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What a great way to generate breast cancer awareness! And I’ll bet work morale was boosted quite a bit while they were doing this too…they all look like they are having so much fun!
xoxo
-Charley
by Wolf Gang member “Charles” in Winston-Salem
Thank God it’s Monday, because today I will have enough money in my account to pay my bills.
Thank God it’s Monday, because today I can write that monthly check to the church to help someone else.
Thank God it’s Monday. Today I will roll out of bed too early, give my wife a kiss and my kids a hug and be grateful that we have a house to live in and that they are going to have food on the table tonight.
Thank God it’s Monday. I get to see the friends and co-workers that I have at the office who have been with me all these years.
Thank God it’s Monday. Although the weekend is coming and I so look forward to time with my family, it is Monday that helps provide the things that we need, and even some of our wants.
Thank God it’s Monday. Not everone is as bless as I, so while others grumble about starting another work week, I give thanks, looking forward to the time I spend with my family and with my co-workers, looking forward to being able to help someone else because God has been so kind to me.
Don’t get me wrong; I’m not rich or anything. Then again, maybe I am because I have been so richly blessed by God through so many people along the way.
Thank God it’s Monday.
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By Andrea Nannette Mejia
It was the day before Thanksgiving, the first one my three children and I would be spending without their father, who had left several months before. Now the two older children were very sick with the flu, and the eldest had just been prescribed bed rest for a week.
It was a cool, gray day outside, and a light rain was falling. I grew wearier as I scurried around, trying to care for each child: thermometers, juice, diapers. And I was fast running out of liquids for the children. But when I checked my purse, all I found was about $2.50 and this was supposed to last me until the end of the month. That’s when I heard the phone ring.
It was the secretary from our former church, and she told me that they had been thinking about us and had something to give us from the congregation. I told her that I was going out to pick up some more juice and soup for the children, and I would drop by the church on my way to the market.
I arrived at the church just before lunch. The church secretary met me at the door and handed me a special gift envelope. “We think of you and the kids often,” she said, “and you are in our hearts and prayers. We love you.” When I opened the envelope, I found two grocery certificates inside. Each was worth $20. I was so touched and moved, I broke down and cried.
“Thank you very much,” I said, as we hugged each other. “Please give our love and thanks to the church.” Then I drove to a store near our home and purchased some much-needed items for the children.
At the check-out counter I had a little over $14.00 worth of groceries, and I handed the cashier one of the gift certificates. She took it, then turned her back for what seemed like a very long time. I thought something might be wrong. Finally I said, “This gift certificate is a real blessing. Our former church gave it to our family, knowing I’m a single parent trying to make ends meet.”
The cashier then turned around, with tears in her loving eyes, and replied, “Honey, that’s wonderful! Do you have a turkey?”
“No. It’s okay because my children are sick anyway.”
She then asked, “Do you have anything else for Thanksgiving dinner?”
Again I replied, “No.”
After handing me the change from the certificate, she looked at my face and said, “Honey, I can’t tell you exactly why right now, but I want you to go back into the store and buy a turkey, cranberry sauce, pumpkin pie or anything else you need for a Thanksgiving dinner.”
I was shocked, and humbled to tears. “Are you sure?” I asked.
“Yes! Get whatever you want. And get some Gatorade for the kids.”
I felt awkward as I went back to do more shopping, but I selected a fresh turkey, a few yams and potatoes, and some juices for the children. Then I wheeled the shopping cart up to the same cashier as before. As I placed my groceries on the counter, she looked at me once more with giant tears in her kind eyes and began to speak.
“Now I can tell you. This morning I prayed that I could help someone today, and you walked through my line.” She reached under the counter for her purse and took out a $20 bill. She paid for my groceries and then handed me the change. Once more I was moved to tears.
The sweet cashier then said, “I am a Christian. Here is my phone number if you ever need anything.” She then took my head in her hands, kissed my cheek and said, “God bless you, honey.”
As I walked to my car, I was overwhelmed by this stranger’s love and by the realization that God loves my family too, and shows us his love through this stranger’s and my church’s kind deeds.
The children were supposed to have spent Thanksgiving with their father that year, but because of the flu they were home with me, for a very special Thanksgiving Day. They were feeling better, and we all ate the goodness of the Lord’s bounty and our community’s love. Our hearts were truly filled with thanks.
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People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals came up with a really cute commercial they wanted to air during the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, but NBC has rejected it. We apologize in advance if any turkey-lovers are offended!
By Mirabai Chrin
Once there was a very poor and devoted woman who always prayed to the Glory of God, asking very little, if anything for herself. But one thought, one desire continued to recur and finally she asked: petitioning the Lord, that if it were possible she would love to prepare a special meal and have God share at her table. And God, in His Love for this goodly woman, said He would indeed come the next day and share a meal.
Filled with ecstasy, the woman went out the following morning with her meager purse and purchased such delicacies that she felt would please the Lord.
Returning home, she prepared a banquet and waited patiently for her most honored guest. Soon there was a knock on the door, and when she opened it, there stood an old beggar asking for something to eat. Being a woman of God, she could not turn the beggar away, so she invited him in to partake of her table. The beggar felt as if he was in a dream – such a feast set before him. He finished all the food, thanked his hostess and left.
The woman was only slightly disheartened, she gathered up her purse, her coat, and hurried back to town to get more food for her special guest. Her funds were less now and so the food was not quite so elaborate. Nonetheless, she lovingly prepared another meal and sat to await the arrival of the Almighty.
A few hours went by and there was a loud knock on the door. This time it was an old gypsy woman with no teeth, who was deaf, who spoke quite loudly and was, rather rudely, insisting that any true believer in the Lord would not deny her something to eat.
Though the woman had no more money with which to buy more supplies, she invited the woman in and offered her a seat at the table. The gypsy ate everything, did not even thank the woman and left without closing the door.
By now it was beginning to get dark both inside and out. The woman’s faith was strong, so that, though somewhat distraught, she did not give up, but rather, looked around her humble house to see if there was anything she could sell in order to buy more food to set before the Lord.
She hurried to town with a little silver cup that had been in her family for several generations, but she was willing to part with it for the great honor that God was going to bestow on her – the sharing of a meal.
Late in the night she rushed home to prepare yet a third meal. She waited and waited until, once more, there was a knock on the door. Holding her breath, she slowly opened the door to find yet another poor man in the guise of a wandering monk, in search of a meal.
Again, she offered hospitality, with as much grace as she could muster in her disappointment. This man also ate all that was set on the table and left after blessing the woman for her kindness. So discouraged and dismayed was she that all she could do was nod slightly, in acknowledgment of the thanks.
Now it was too late, with no way to buy any more food and no more money with which to buy it. She got down on her knees, weeping such heart-broken tears. She asked God what she had done wrong. Why had God not come to share at the table as He had promised?
And God, in all His Divine Compassion and Mercy, lifted the woman off her knees, and holding her close to His Heart, said, “My child, I enjoyed your hospitality so much that I came three times!”
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We talked this morning about the largest crib recall in history. It involves over 2.1 million cribs made by Stork Craft Manufacturing and containing the Fisher-Price logo since January 1993. Concerned parents, check your baby’s crib model and the Consumer Product Safety Commission’s web site here.
Thanks to our friend Edith Eubanks for letting us know about this– it’s soooo cool!
If you go to this web site, you can pick out a thank you 
card and Xerox will print it and it will be sent to a soldier currently serving in Iraq. You can’t pick out who gets it, but it will go to a member of the armed services.
How AMAZING it would be if we could get everyone we know to send one!!! It is FREE and it only takes a second.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful if the soldiers received a bunch of these?
Whether you are for or against the war, our soldiers over there need to know we are behind them.
Please take the time and please take the time to pass it on for others to do. We can never say enough thank you’s.
We appreciate you taking the time to support our military!
Author unknown; Submitted by Wolf Gang member Kristen Bruce-Byrd
Be thankful that you don’t already have everything you desire.
If you did, what would there be to look forward to?
Be thankful when you don’t know something,
for it gives you the opportunity to learn.
Be thankful for the difficult times.
During those times you grow.
Be thankful for your limitations,
because they give you opportunities for improvement.
Be thankful for each new challenge,
because it will build your strength and character.
Be thankful for your mistakes. They will teach you valuable lessons.
Be thankful when you’re tired and weary,
because it means you’ve made a difference.
It’s easy to be thankful for the good things.
A life of rich fulfillment comes to those who
are also thankful for the setbacks.
Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive.
Find a way to be thankful for your troubles,
and they can become your blessings.
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Submitted by Wolf Gang member Deb Siemen
A stranger came by the other day with an offer that set me to thinking.
He wanted to buy the old barn that sits out by the highway.
I told him right off he was crazy.
He was a city type, you could tell by his clothes, his car, his hands and the way he talked.
He said he was driving by and saw that beautiful barn sitting out in the tall grass and wanted to know if it was for sale. I told him he had a funny idea of beauty.
Sure, it was a handsome building in its day. But then, there’s been a lot of winters pass with their snow and ice and howling wind.
The summer sun’s beat down on that old barn till all the paint’s gone, and the wood has turned silver gray.
Now the old building leans a good deal, looking kind of tired.
Yet, that fellow called it beautiful.
That set me to thinking. I walked out to the field and just stood there, gazing at that old barn.
The stranger said he planned to use the lumber to line the walls of his den in a new country home he’s building down the road. He said you couldn’t get paint that beautiful.
Only years of standing in the weather, bearing the storms and scorching sun, only that can produce beautiful barn wood.
It came to me then. We’re a lot like that, you and I. Only it’s on the inside that the beauty grows with us.
Sure, we turn silver gray too… and lean a bit more than we did when we were young and full of sap.
But the Good Lord knows what He’s doing.
And as the years pass, He’s busy using the hard weather of our lives, the dry spells and the stormy seasons to do a job of beautifying our souls that nothing else can produce.
And to think how often folks holler because they want life easy!
They took the old barn down today and hauled it away to beautify a rich man’s house.
And I reckon someday you and I’ll be hauled off to Heaven to take on whatever chores the Good Lord has for us on the Great Sky Ranch.
And I suspect we’ll be more beautiful then for the seasons we’ve been through here… and just maybe even add a bit of beauty to our Father’s house.
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A dear friend of mine got his first full-time teaching job in Davidson County about three weeks ago. After the ‘attaboys’ and a few cold beverages later, his expression turned serious. He began to describe that the school is in a poor area of the county, and they participate in ‘backpack ministries’.
I learned that this extension of Second Harvest provides food in backpacks for less fortunate children in elementary schools…including his. A tear came to his eye as he described how terrible that a child has to worry about where his or her next meal is going to come from. He also told me that this program provides ‘kid friendly’ meals in these backpacks. What that means, simply, is that they require no real ‘cooking’….just heat & eat, pull tab cans, et all.
What happened to the innocence of childhood? Put all of your political opinions aside, as well as your stance on parenting, and put yourself in the shoes of these kids and families.
This weekend, myself, along with all other Triad radio broadcaster are teaming up to eliminate hunger in the region. We’ll be in Winston-Salem tomorrow from 9a-5p, and in Greensboro on Saturday from 10a-3p. With the demand on all area food banks up almost 100%, these folks need our help now more than ever. I understand that we’re all having a hard time, and you might have been able to help last year, but you’re now on the other side. Anything, and I do mean anything helps.
Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, and God bless.
-CJDW
