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let's change
Written By: lomido
Category: Religion and Philosophy | Key words:
Date: 2008-03-07 03:23:55 | Views: 694

A well-worn One Thousand Kenya Shilling note and a similarly distressed Fifty Kenya Shilling note arrived at the Central Bank of Kenya to be retired. As they moved along the conveyor belt to be burnt, they struck up a conversation. The One Thousand Kenya Shilling note reminisced about its travels all over the country.

"I've had a pretty good life," the One Thousand Kenya Shilling note proclaimed. "Why I've been to Nairobi , Mombasa , Nakuru and Kisumu, the finest places and restaurants in Nairobi , Westlands, Mombasa , and Nakuru, performances at Carnivore and Pavement, hottest nite clubs all over the country and even a weekend at White Sands Beach Hotel and Masai Mara."

"Wow!" said the Fifty Kenya Shillings. "You've really had an exciting life!"

"So tell me," says the One Thousand Kenya Shilling note, "where have you been throughout your lifetime?" The Fifty Kenya Shillings replies, "Oh, I've been to the Apostolic & Methodist Church , the Redeemed Christian Church, Catholic Church, the Deeper Life Bible Church , Baptist Church , the Anglican Church, Pentecostal, CCC, the Lutheran Church ..."

At this point the One Thousand Kenya Shilling note interrupts, "What's a church?"

PLEASE PEOPLE, CAN WE HELP THE ONE THOUSAND KENYA SHILLING NOTE ALSO GO TO CHURCH!!!!

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dirty mans shoes!!
Written By: owinojesse
Category: Religion and Philosophy | Key words:
Date: 2008-02-22 04:14:57 | Views: 808

Dirty Shoes in church

I showered and shaved...... ....... I adjusted my tie.

I got there and sat......... . In a pew just in time.

Bowing my head in prayer...... . ... As I closed my eyes.

I saw the shoe of the man next to me...... Touching my own. I sighed.

With plenty of room on either side....... I thought, "Why must our soles touch?"

It bothered me, his shoe touching mine... But it didn't bother him much.

A prayer began: "Our Father"..... ........ I thought,
"This man with the shoes.. has no pride.

They're dusty, worn, and scratched. Even worse, there are holes on the side!"

"Thank You for blessings," the prayer went on.

The shoe man said........ ...... a quiet "Amen."

I tried to focus on the prayer...... ... But my thoughts were on his shoes again.

Aren't we supposed to look our best.. When walking through that door?

"Well, this certainly isn't it," I thought, Glancing toward the floor.

Then the prayer was ended....... ..... And the songs of praise began.

The shoe man was certainly loud...... Sounding proud as he sang.

His voice lifted the rafters..... .... His hands were raised high.

The Lord could surely hear.. The shoe man's voice from the sky.

It was time for the offering.... ... And what I threw in was steep.

I watched as the shoe man reached.... Into his pockets so deep.

I saw what was pulled out......... . What the shoe man put in.

Then I heard a soft "clink" . as when silver hits tin.

The sermon really bored me.......... To tears, and that's no lie.

It was the same for the shoe man... For tears fell from his eyes.

At the end of the service..... . As is the custom here.

We must greet new visitors.. And show them all good cheer.

But I felt moved somehow..... ........ And wanted to meet the shoe man.

So after the closing prayer...... . I reached over and shook his
hand.

He was old and his skin was dark..... And his hair was truly a mess.

But I thanked him for coming...... ... For being our guest.

He said, "My names' Charlie..... ..... I'm glad to meet you, my friend."

There were tears in his eyes....... But he had a large, wide grin.

"Let me explain," he said........ . Wiping tears from his eyes.

"I've been coming here for months.... And you're the first to say 'Hi.'"

"I know that my appearance.. ......."Is not like all the rest.

"But I really do try......... ........" To always look my best."

"I always clean and polish my shoes.."Before my very long walk.

"But by the time I get here........ ."They're dirty and dusty, like chalk."

My heart filled with pain........ .... and I swallowed to hide my tears.

As he continued to apologize... ...... For daring to sit so near.

He said, "When I get here........ ..."I know I must look a
sight.

"But I thought if I could touch you.."Then maybe our souls might unite."

I was silent for a moment...... ...... Knowing whatever was said

Would pale in comparison.. . I spoke from my heart, not my head.

"Oh, you've touched me," I said......"And taught me, in part;

"That the best of any man......... ..."Is what is found in his heart."

The rest, I thought,.... ......... ... This shoe man will never know.

Like just how thankful I really am... That his dirty old shoe touched my soul

You are special to me and you have made a difference in my life.

I respect you, and truly cherish you.

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Inspirations
Written By: otuonick
Category: Religion and Philosophy | Key words: Inspirations
Date: 2008-02-21 22:15:21 | Views: 651

As I wait this morning for Koffi Annan to make his Grand Anouncement. Here are some insipirations a friend of mine forwarded me:

Is it wonderful what we see and what Kids see
When I look at a patch of dandelions, I see a bunch of weeds that are
going to take over my yard. Kids see flowers for Mom and blowing white fluff you can wish on.
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When I look at an old drunk and he smiles at me, I see a smelly, dirty
person who probably wants money and I look away. Kids see someone
smiling at them and they smile back.
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When I hear music I love, I know I can't carry a tune and don't have
much rhythm so I sit self-consciously and listen. Kids feel the beat and move to it. They sing out the words. If they don't know them, they make up their own.
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When I feel wind on my face, I brace myself against it. I feel it messing up my hair and pulling me back when I walk. Kids close their eyes, spread their arms and fly with it, until they fall to the ground laughing.
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When I pray, I say thee and thou and grant me this, give me that. Kids say, "Hi God! Thanks for my toys and my friends. Please keep the bad dreams away tonight. Sorry, I don't want to go to Heaven yet. I would miss my Mommy and Daddy."
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When I see a mud puddle I step around it. I see muddy shoes and dirty carpets. Kids sit in it. They see dams to build, rivers to cross and
worms to play with.
I wonder if we are given kids to teach or to learn from? (Both, I believe.)
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No wonder God loves the little children!! Enjoy the little things in
life, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.
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He who knows, and knows that he knows, is a wise man, emulate him.
He who knows not, and knows that he knows not, is a child, help him.
He who knows not, and knows not that he knows not, is a fool, shun him.

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Resurrection
Written By: owinojesse
Category: Religion and Philosophy | Key words:
Date: 2008-02-21 03:41:27 | Views: 531

Smutty talk, plantains, Jamaicans, and a Buddhist monk: Bee, like M. Defarge, recalls us to life..

Unsure where to start. Except that I have been far. Never thought I would end up here.

Highlight: Sitting in a Jamaican restaurant listening to the Jamaican chef, a large, beautiful, freckled woman, asking the Buddhist monk about sex.

No. Really.

She asked about his urges.

His answer in very very very broken English...after he chokes on his cup of ginger tea: "Morality".

The monk, in his long burgundy gown, stands talking to the chef for a while. We all stop and listen.

"If you haven't had alcohol, you won't want to have it. If you haven't had sex, you will not want to have."

"But it is like...when you wake up in the middle of the night...you are hungry...for one very big... meal", says the chef.

Our Buddhist monk turns pink as he laughs. He says he has the urges. But it is about self-control.

He sees the humour.

I am not sure if the humour is in the Buddhist talking to all six of us Africans/Jamaicans about his non-existent sex life. Or in our cornering this man of faith - cloak and all - and making him explain such intimate matters in his very very broken English. As we eat plantains.

He tells us he is the last of his lineage. He will have no children...as his grabs his groin to further emphasise his point.

I'm sitting on an orange stool, plantain in hand, staring at a Buddhist monk grabbing his groin at me.

Life. I kiss it tenderly with wind chapped lips. It's winter again.

Lowlight: Pictures of my dead brother online. The last of his lineage. He will have no children. Stories of the fire in my heart, my country, burning - a few weeks old but nonetheless speaking of a murmuring violence. False hope of a resolution.

Life. I hold it closely, as the wind blows away my hot, salty tears.

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20 Weird Facts
Written By: otuonick
Category: Religion and Philosophy | Key words: Facts, weird news, funny
Date: 2008-02-13 01:44:04 | Views: 699

In the 1400's a law was set forth that a man was not allowed to beat his wife with a stick no thicker than his thumb. Hence we have "the rule of thumb"
The first couple to be shown in bed together on prime time TV were Fred and Wilma Flintstone.
Men can read smaller print then women can; women can hear better.
It is impossible to lick your elbow.
The State with the highest percentage of people who walk to work: Alaska
The average number of people airborne over the US any given hour: 61,000(arguable)
Intelligent people have more zinc and copper in their hair.
The first novel ever written on a typewriter: Tom Sawyer.
The San Francisco Cable cars are the only mobile National Monuments.
111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = 12,345,678,987,654,321
Each king in a deck of playing cards represents a great king from history: Spades - King David Hearts - Charlemagne Clubs -Alexander, the Great Diamonds - Julius Caesar
If a statue in the park of a person on a horse has both front legs in the air, the person died in battle. If the horse has one front leg in the air the person died as a result of wounds received in battle. If the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural causes.
Q. Half of all Americans live within 50 miles of what? A. Their birthplace.
Q. If you were to spell out numbers, how far would you have to go until you would find the letter "A"? A. One thousand
Q. What do bulletproof vests, fire escapes, windshield wipers, and laser printers all have in common? A. All invented by women.
Q. What is the only food that doesn't spoil? A. Honey
In Shakespeare's time, mattresses were secured on bed frames by ropes. When you pulled on the ropes the mattress tightened, making the bed firmer to sleep on. Hence the phrase......... "goodnight, sleep tight."
It was the accepted practice in Babylon 4,000 years ago that for a month after the wedding, the bride's father would supply his son-in-law with all the mead he could drink. Mead is a honey beer and because their calendar was lunar based, this period was called the honey month, which we know today as the "honeymoon".
In English pubs, ale is ordered by pints and quarts... So in old England, when customers got unruly, the bartender would yell at them, "Mind your pints and quarts, and settle down." It's where we get the phrase "mind your P's and Q's"
Many years ago in England, pub frequenters had a whistle baked into the rim, or handle, of their ceramic cups. When they needed a refill, they used the whistle to get some service. "Wet your whistle" is the phrase inspired by this practice.

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