Truly a work of art Doug. Thanks.
Here's another one:
A mother was making waffles for breakfast for her two sons, Ryan and Josh.
The two boys were arguing over who would get the first waffle.
The mother said, "Josh, since you are older, why don't you let Ryan have the
first waffle?"
That didn't do any good, and the boys continued arguing, but more fiecely now,
so the mother then said, "You know boys, Jesus would let his brother have the
first waffle."
Both boys fell silent for a moment until Josh said, "Ryan, you be Jesus!"
Tom
Thomas G. Loebig tgloebig@stargate.net
Mechanical Design Engineer
Metamorphic Surgical Devices, Inc.
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Pittsburgh, PA 15238
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Impact - Doug Johnson" <djohnson@impactengsol.com>
To: "RP Mailing List" <rp-ml@ltk.hut.fi>
Sent: Wednesday, October 18, 2000 9:26 AM
Subject: Perfection - off topic
> Thought you would appreciate this.
>
>
> It would be nice if people always acted this way.
>
> In Brooklyn, New York, Chush is a school that
> caters to learning disabled children.
> Some children remain in Chush for their
> entire school career, while others can be
> main-streamed into conventional schools.
>
> At a Chush fund-raising dinner, the father of
> a Chush child delivered a speech that would never be
> forgotten by all who attended.
>
> After extolling the school and its dedicated
> staff, he cried out, "Where is the perfection in my
> son Shaya? Everything God does is done with
> perfection.
>
> But my child cannot understand things as other
> children do. My child cannot remember facts and
> figures as other children do. Where is God's
> perfection?
>
> The audience was shocked by the question,
> pained by the father's anguish and stilled by the
> piercing query.
>
> "I believe," the father answered, "that when
> God brings a child like this into the world, the
> perfection that he seeks is in the way people react
> to this child."
>
> He then told the following story about his son Shaya:
>
> One afternoon, Shaya and his father walked past a
> park where some boys Shaya knew were playing baseball.
> Shaya asked, "Do you think they will let me play?"
>
> Shaya's father knew that his son was not at all
> athletic and that most boys would not want him on
> their team. But Shaya's father understood that if
> his son was chosen to play it would give him a
> comfortable sense of belonging. Shaya's father approached one
> of the boys in the field and asked if Shaya could play.
>
> The boy looked around for guidance from his teammates.
> Getting none, he took matters into his own hands
> and said "We are losing by six runs and the game
> is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our
> team and we'll try to put him up to bat in the ninth
> inning."
>
> Shaya's father was ecstatic as Shaya smiled broadly.
>
> Shaya was told to put on a glove and go out to play
> short center field. In the bottom of the eight
> inning, Shaya's team scored a few runs but was still behind
> by three. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shaya's team
> scored again and now with two outs and the bases loaded
> with the potential winning run on base.
>
> Shaya was scheduled to be up. Would the team
> actually let Shaya bat at this juncture and give
> away their chance to win the game?
> Surpassingly, Shaya was given the bat. Everyone
> knew that it was all but impossible because Shaya didn't
> even know how to hold the bat properly, let alone hit with it.
> However as Shaya stepped up to the plate, the pitcher moved in
> a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shaya should at
> least be able to make contact.
>
> The first pitch came and Shaya swung clumsily and
> missed. One of Shaya's teammates came up to Shaya and
> together they held the bat and faced the pitcher waiting for
> the next pitch. The pitcher again took a few steps
> forward to toss the ball softly toward Shaya. As
> the pitch cam in, Shaya and his teammate swung at
> the ball and together they hit a slow ground ball to
> the pitcher.
>
> The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could
> easily have thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shaya
> would have been out and that would have ended the game.
>
> Instead, the pitcher took the ball and threw it on a
> high arc to right field, far beyond reach of the first
> baseman.
>
> Everyone started yelling, "Shaya, run to first. Run
> to first."
>
> Never in his life had Shaya run to first.
> He scampered down the baseline wide-eyed and
> startled. By the time he reached first base, the
> right fielder had the ball. He could have thrown the ball
> to the second baseman who would tag out Shaya, who
> was still running. But the right fielder understood
> what the pitcher's intentions were, so he threw the
> ball high and far over the Third baseman's head.
>
> Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second."
> Shaya ran towards second base as the runners ahead
> of him deliriously circled the bases towards home.
>
> As Shaya reached second base, the opposing short
> stop ran to him, turned him in the direction of third
> base and shouted, "Run to third." As Shaya rounded
> third, the boys from both teams ran behind him screaming,
> "Shaya run home." Shaya ran home, stepped on home plate
> and all 18 boys lifted him on their shoulders and made him the hero,
> as he had just hit a "grand slam" and won the game for his team.
>
> "That day," said the father softly with tears now
> rolling down his face, "those 18 boys reached their
> level of God's perfection."
>
> Funny how simple it is for people to trash different
> ways of living and believing and then wonder why the world
> is going to hell.
>
> Funny how you can send a thousand 'jokes' through
> e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you
> start sending messages regarding life choices, people
> think twice about sharing.
>
> Funny how the lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene pass
> freely through cyberspace, but the public discussion
> of morality is suppressed in the school and workplace.
>
> Funny isn't it?
>
> Funny how when you go to forward this message, you
> will not send it to many on your address list
> because you're not sure what they believe, or what they
> will think of you for sending it to them.
>
> Funny how I can be more worried about what other
> people think of me than what I think of me.
>
> FUNNY ISN'T IT!
>
>
>
>
>
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