A Letter to God

Little Leroy came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner.
His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time
to tell his mother what he wanted.

"Mom, I want a bike for my birthday." Little Leroy was a bit of a troublemaker. He had gotten into trouble at school and at home.
Leroy's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike
for his birthday.
Little Leroy, of course, thought he did.

Leroy's mother, being a Christian woman, wanted him to reflect
on his behavior over the last year and write a letter to God and
tell him why he deserved a bike for his birthday.

LETTER 1:
Dear God,
I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike
for my birthday. I want a red one.
Your friend, Leroy

Leroy knew this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy
this year, so he tore up the letter and started over.

LETTER 2:
Dear God,
This is your friend Leroy. I have been a pretty good boy this
year, and I would like a red bike for my birthday.
Thank you,
Leroy

Leroy knew this wasn't true either. He tore up the letter and
started again.

LETTER 3:Dear God,
I have been an OK boy this year and I would really like a red
bike for my birthday.
Leroy

Leroy knew he could not send this letter to God either .

Leroy was very upset.He went downstairs and told his mother he wanted to go
church. Leroy's mother thought her plan had worked because Leroy
looked very sad. "Just be home in time for dinner," his mother said.

Leroy walked down the street to the church and up to the altar. He looked
around to see if anyone was there. He picked up a statue of the Virgin
Mary. He slipped it under his shirt and ran out of the church,
down the street, into his house, and up to his room.
He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper
and a pen.Leroy began to write his letter to God.

LETTER 5:

I'VE GOT YOUR MOM. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE BIKE.

Signed
YOU KNOW WHO

The Wise Old Man

A wealthy man requested an old scholar to wean his son away from his bad habits.
The scholar took the youth for a stroll through a garden. Stopping suddenly he asked the boy to pull out a tiny plant growing there. The youth held the plant between his thumb and forefinger and pulled it out. The old man then asked him to pull out a slightly bigger plant. The youth pulled hard and the plant came out, roots and all.
"Now pull out that one," said the old man pointing to a bush. The boy had to use all his strength to pull it out.
"Now take this one out," said the old man, indicating a guava tree. The youth grasped the trunk and tried to pull it out. But it would not budge.
"I – It's impossible," said the boy, panting with the effort.
"So it is with bad habits," said the sage. "When they are young it is easy to pull them out but when they take hold they cannot be uprooted."
The session with the old man changed the boy's life

101 Love Lines...

A good love is delicious because you can't get enough too soon.
A smile to put you on high... A kiss to set your soul alright...Would it be alright if I spent tonight being loved by you?
Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.
All I really need is love, but a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt!
Don't forget to love yourself.
He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much.
I see you in every passing face
I'll love you till the cows come home.
If love were a movie, you'd be a box office hit!
It's a rainy day when you're not around
Let love be your greatest aim.
Life is the flower for which love is the honey.
Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.
Love is the master key which opens the gates of happiness.
Love is to think about someone else more times in a day than you think about yourself.
Love makes everything lovely.
Love makes life so confusing but without love would you want to live?
Love teaches even asses to dance.
Love without return is like a question without an answer
Love your enemies. It really pisses them off!
Love: Two minds without a single thought.
Lovers, like bees, lead a honey-sweet life.

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