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    Till This Day

    A young Man knelt before the alter of Christ ragged and ill determined he begged the pastor for money, whole heartely,so that he may endure another week without going famine of all the things he didn't need, but his body craved. Not thinking the old man sympathized and quickly sent the the young hoodlum off with a decent amount of cash. Which the theif spent well, polluting his soul and destroying his mind. On the 4th day he returned, beatened and bruised kneeling before the alter of God. He pleaded with the paster, again for money.
    "Arise my son and take this with you" the elderly man handed him an envelope which the thief so gracefully accepted.

    Laughing and crying he went to meet the debtor who supplied his appetite
    Came to see the power of Destruction and Devastation the young man thought he had fooled the church, when he felt inside the envelope and took out 2 gift certificate to the foodmart he couldn't believe his eye's.
    And for that he was beaten again for not having enough.

    Upon seeing the the church he schemed money from he strided foward thru the Doors and was invited for a sermon by the man at the door. When it was over the Pastor had his wounds tended too, and fed him a big feast. On the following day he asked again for money and instead was given a box of food. Angered and astounded he tried to attack the Pastor. "Why do you hit me, when all I want is to serve you? The theif answered "I don't want your help just the money." "If money is all you need than take it, but know this; to decieve God is to decieve yourself." The young man didn't take to the hidden message and stormed out the church. Six years after, the young man cleaned up his habbit and changed his way of living. But every night he wept for all time he waisted and couldn't replace. Offered him a place in the church the pastor did even after his death the man became a different creature, a creature of God. Till this day he is a member of that church.
    Till this day he serves.
    A Warrior does not give up on what he loves he finds the love in what he does.

  • #2
    Re: Short Story

    shorter story:

    an old man was driving his car and stopped at a red light.a cop standing on the corner peers inside the car and tells the man to stop."what are you doing with 2 penguins sitting in your back seat?!i want you to take them to the zoo right now straight away!!the old man replies ok and drives away.
    the next day the old man is at the same corner in his car and the same cop sees him and sees the 2 penguins sitting in the back seat."i though i told you to take them to the zoo!"the old man replies "i did and now i'm taking em to the circus."
    free hawaii!hawaii sovereignty now!

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    • #3
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      A blonde woman boards a New York to London flight and sits up front in first class.The flight attendant tells her that she has an economy ticket so must go back to her section The blonde replies "I'm blonde and beautiful and I am going to London."The flight attendant insists that she must go back as she only has an economy ticket and the blonde woman replies "I'm blonde and beautiful and going to London."
      The flight attendant gets the copilot and tells him her dilemma.He goes over to the blonde woman and whispers in her ear and she gets right up and goes back to the economy section.
      'What did you tell her?" the flight attendant asked the copilot. "I told her that only economy class is going to London."

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      • #4
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        A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He
        painted a sign advertising the 4 pups. And set about
        nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he
        was driving the last nail into the post, he felt a tug
        on his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of a
        little boy. "Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies."
        "Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat of the
        back of his neck, "These puppies come from fine
        parents and cost a good deal of money."
        The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching
        deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of
        change and held it up to the farmer. "I've got
        thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?"
        "Sure," said the farmer. And with that he let out
        a whistle. "Here, Dolly!" he called. Out from the
        doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four
        little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his
        face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced
        with delight. As the dogs made their way to the fence,
        the little boy noticed something else stirring inside
        the doghouse. Slowly another little ball appeared,
        this one noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid.
        Then in a somewhat awkward manner, the little pup
        began hobbling toward the others,doing its best to
        catch up.... "I want that one," the little boy said,
        pointing to the runt. The farmer knelt down at the
        boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy.
        He will never be able to run and play with you like
        these other dogs would." With that the little boy
        > > >
        > > > stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began
        > > >
        > > > rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he
        > > >
        > > > revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his
        > > >
        > > > leg attaching itself to a specially made shoe.
        > > >
        > > > Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir,
        > > >
        > > > I don't run too well myself, and he will need someone
        > > >
        > > > who understands." With tears in his eyes, the farmer
        > > >
        > > > reached down and picked up the little pup. Holding it
        > > >
        > > > carefully he handed it to the little boy. "How much?"
        > > >
        > > > asked the little boy. "No charge," answered the
        > > >
        > > > farmer, "There's no charge for love." The world is
        > > >
        > > > full of people who need someone who understands.
        > > >
        Be AKAMAI ~ KOKUA Hawai`i!
        Philippians 4:13 --- I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

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        • #5
          Re: Short Story

          Please don't post forwarded e-mail stories.

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          • #6
            Re: Short Story

            Ooops, I apologize. Good morning.

            auntie lynn
            Be AKAMAI ~ KOKUA Hawai`i!
            Philippians 4:13 --- I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

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            • #7
              Re: Short Story

              Hey everybody,

              Jokes are perfectly welcomed, but keep them clean and follow the administratvie rules. That's all for now.
              A Warrior does not give up on what he loves he finds the love in what he does.

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