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Group: marcellas-inspiring-collection@googlegroups.com
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- Thought for Today, Friday, May 7, 2010 [1 Update]
http://groups.google.com/group/marcellas-inspiring-collection/t/db9a183772d7cee4
- Judge Gently [1 Update]
http://groups.google.com/group/marcellas-inspiring-collection/t/1a253e1cdc97f313
- A Mother's Way [1 Update]
http://groups.google.com/group/marcellas-inspiring-collection/t/c26dca9bdf2acdd9
- Why I Love Mom [1 Update]
http://groups.google.com/group/marcellas-inspiring-collection/t/71e91c9d8ceb5403

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Topic: Thought for Today, Friday, May 7, 2010
Url: http://groups.google.com/group/marcellas-inspiring-collection/t/db9a183772d7cee4
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From: "Marcella Porretta" <marcellaporretta@rogers.com>
Date: May 07 08:08PM -0400
Url: http://groups.google.com/group/marcellas-inspiring-collection/msg/3938ba5328617e66

Thought for Today,
Friday, May 7, 2010

I am determined to be cheerful and happy in whatever situation I may find
myself. For I have learned that the greater part of our misery or
unhappiness is determined not by our circumstance but by our disposition.

~~Martha Washington

Marcella
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Topic: Judge Gently
Url: http://groups.google.com/group/marcellas-inspiring-collection/t/1a253e1cdc97f313
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From: "Marcella Porretta" <marcellaporretta@rogers.com>
Date: May 07 07:59PM -0400
Url: http://groups.google.com/group/marcellas-inspiring-collection/msg/7463442859a8c03

"People will forget what you said,
People will forget what you did,
But people will never forget how you made them feel"

Marcella's Inspiring Collection
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There is power in prayer.
Send your prayer requests and your praises to:
prayer-n-praises@heavenboundgroups.org

Toronto, Ontario
Canada

JUDGE GENTLY

Pray, don't find fault with the man that limps
Or stumbles along the road.
Unless you have worn the shoes he wears
Or struggled beneath his load.

There may be tacks in his shoes that hurt
Though hidden away from view.
Or the burden he bears placed on your back
Might cause you to stumble too.

Don't sneer at the man who's down today
Unless you have felt the blow
That caused his fall or felt the shame
That only the fallen know.

You may be strong but still the blows
That was his if dealt to you
In the selfsame way, at the selfsame time
Might cause you to stagger too.

Don't be too harsh with the man that sins
Or pelt him with word or stone
Unless you are sure - yea, doubly sure -
That you have no sins of your own.

For you know, perhaps,
If the tempter's voice should whisper as soft to you
As it did to him when he went astray
It might cause you to falter too.

--Unknown

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Topic: A Mother's Way
Url: http://groups.google.com/group/marcellas-inspiring-collection/t/c26dca9bdf2acdd9
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From: "Marcella Porretta" <marcellaporretta@rogers.com>
Date: May 07 07:56PM -0400
Url: http://groups.google.com/group/marcellas-inspiring-collection/msg/a3fcedbc83079484

"People will forget what you said,
People will forget what you did,
But people will never forget how you made them feel"

Marcella's Inspiring Collection
To Subscribe, Click Here
To view my website Click Here

There is power in prayer.
Send your prayer requests and your praises to:
prayer-n-praises@heavenboundgroups.org

Toronto, Ontario
Canada

A Mother's Way

Temple Bailey in the short story entitled, "A Mother's Way" describes a
mother's walk this way: The young mother set her foot on the path of life,
Is the way long?"

"Yes," her guide said, "and the way is hard. You will be old before you
reach the end of it. But--" he stopped to smile warmly, "the end will be
better that the beginning."

The young mother was so happy, and thought, that she could not believe
anything could be better than these early years. She played with her
children, and gathered flowers for them along the way, and bathed them in
the clear streams. The sun shone on them and life was good, and the young
mother cried, "Nothing will ever be lovelier than this."

Then night came, and storm, and the path was dark. The children shook with
fear and cold, and the mother drew them close, covering them with her mantle
Her children said, "oh, mother, we are not afraid when you are near." The
mother said, "this is better than the brightness of the day, for I have
taught my children courage."

Then the morning came and there was a hill ahead. The children climbed and
grew weary. The mother was weary too, but she kept encouraging her children,
"a little patience and we are there." So the children continued to climb.
When they reached the top, they said, "we could not have done it without you
mother." And the mother, when she lay down that night, looked past the
stars and said, "this is a better day than the last. My children have
learned fortitude in the face of difficulty. Yesterday I taught them courage
today I have taught them strength."

With the next day came strange clouds that darkened the earth, clouds of war
and hate and evil. The children groped and stumbled. The mother said, "Look
up. Lift your eyes past the blackness to the Light." The children looked up
and saw an Everlasting Glory above the strange clouds. It guided them and
brought them through the darkness and evil. That night the mother said,
this is the best day of all, for I have helped my children learn to see God.

The days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years. The mother
grew old, until she was very little and bent. But her children were tall and
strong, and they walked with courage. When the way was hard, they helped
their mother; when the way was rough, they lifted her, for she was as light
as a feather. At last they came to a hill, and beyond the hill they could
see a shining road and golden gate flung open wide. The mother said, "I have
reached the end of my journey. Now I know that the end really is better than
they beginning. For my children can walk alone and they will teach their
children after them."

The children said, "you will always walk with us, mother, even when you have
gone through the gate."

They stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates closed after
her. They said, "we can't see her, but she is with us still. A mother like
ours is more than a memory."

~~unknown

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Topic: Why I Love Mom
Url: http://groups.google.com/group/marcellas-inspiring-collection/t/71e91c9d8ceb5403
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From: "Marcella Porretta" <marcellaporretta@rogers.com>
Date: May 07 07:53PM -0400
Url: http://groups.google.com/group/marcellas-inspiring-collection/msg/c8f45ae98540a0e6

"People will forget what you said,
People will forget what you did,
But people will never forget how you made them feel"

Marcella's Inspiring Collection
To Subscribe, Click Here
To view my website Click Here

There is power in prayer.
Send your prayer requests and your praises to:
prayer-n-praises@heavenboundgroups.org

Toronto, Ontario
Canada

Why I Love Mom...
Mom and Dad were watching TV when Mom said, "I'm tired, and it's
Getting late. I think I'll go to bed."
She went to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the next day's lunches.
Rinsed out the popcorn bowls, took meat out of the freezer for supper
The following evening, checked the cereal box levels, filled the sugar
Container, put spoons and bowls on the table and started the coffee pot for
brewing the next morning.
She then put some wet clothes in the dryer, put a load of clothes into the
wash, ironed a shirt and secured a loose button.
She picked up the game pieces left on the table and put the telephone
Book back into the drawer.
She watered the plants, emptied a wastebasket and hung up a towel to
Dry. She yawned and stretched and headed for the bedroom. She stopped by the
desk and wrote a note to the teacher, counted out some cash for the field
trip, and pulled a textbook out from hiding under
The chair. She signed a birthday card for a friend, addressed and stamped
the envelope and wrote a quick note for the grocery store. She put both near
her purse. Mom then washed her face with 3 in 1 cleanser, put on her Night
Solution & age fighting moisturizer, brushed and flossed her teeth and filed
her nails. Dad called out, "I thought you were going to bed." "I'm on my way
" she said. She put some water into the dog's dish and put the cat outside,
then made sure the doors were locked. She looked in on each of the kids and
turned out their bedside lamp, hung up a shirt, threw some dirty socks in
the hamper and had a brief conversation with the one up still doing homework
In her own room, she set the alarm; laid out clothing for the next day and
straightened up the shoe rack. She added three things to her 6 most
important things to do list. She said her prayers, and visualized the
accomplishment of her goals. About that time, Dad turned off the TV and
announced to no one in particular. "I'm going to bed." And he did... Without
another thought.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

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