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An old man stood on a virginia riverbank many years ago. He was waiting to cross the river and, since it was bitterly cold and there were no bridges, he would have to "catch a ride" to the other side. After a lengthy wait he spotted a group of horsemen approaching. He let the first one pass, then the second, third, fourth, and fifth. One rider remained. As he drew abreast, the old man looked him in the eye and said "Sir, would you give me a ride across the river?" The rider immediately replied, "certainly." once across the river, the old man slid to the ground, "Sir, the rider said Before leaving." I could not help but notice that you permitted all the other men to pass without asking for a ride. Then, when I drew abreast, you immediately asked me to carry you across. I am curious as why you didn't ask them and you did ask me." The old man guietly responded, " I looked into their eyes and could see no love and knew in my own heart it would be useless to ask for a ride. But when I looked into your eyes, I saw compassion, love and a willingness to help. I knew you would be glad to give me a ride across the river." The rider was touched. "I'm grateful for what you are saying," he said. "I appreciate it very much." with that, THOMAS JEFFERSON turned and rode off to the white house. Ziglar reminds us that our eyes are the windows of our souls. WHAT DO MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY SEE IN MY EYES? WHAT IS MOST IMPORTANT IN MY LIFE: JUSTICE, COMPASSION,LOVE,FAMILY, GOD....? IF I HAD BEEN A RIDER THAT DAY, WOULD THE OLD MAN HAVE ASKED ME FOR A RIDE? ZIG ZIGLAR'S BOOK, SEE YOU AT THE TOP |
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5/13/2008 11:37 am |
I felt the Holy Spirit on your post!!! Very touching and thought provoking!!!Amen Please remember to keep our soldiers in your prayers!!! Kristy
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 5/13/2008 12:54 pm |
For some reason that reminds me of an old Dallas Holm song, "Be nice to the little guy on your way up, or you'll meet him on your way down." Thomas Jefferson was on his way up. Do our eyes reflect the love of Jesus to everyone, the old man needing a ride, the homeless person needing a meal? Eph 2:10 We are his workmanship (poiema, or poem, or work of art) created in Christ Jesus. God is an artist and you are His masterpiece!
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