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Isaiah 66:14a: When you see this, your heart will rejoice and you will flourish like grass; the Hand of the LORD will be made known to his servants.

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SRY BOUT THE PREVIOUS ANNOUNCEMENT!
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interesting...

It is interesting!!!

Why the wedding ring should be put on the fourth finger??

Thumb represents parents
Second finger represents brothers & sisters
Center finger represents own self
Fourth finger represents your partner
Last finger represents your children

LET'S TRY...

Why the wedding ring should be put on the fourth finger??

Pls read the following, you may not believe that really god made this a miracle (this is from a Chinese excerpt) but still interesting!

* Firstly, join your palms as shown in photo below, center finger bend and put together back to back

* Secondly, let the rest of the 4 fingers touch tips to tip
Game begins, follow the instructions below for all the 5 fingers but only 1 pair can split.



* Now, try to open your thumb, the thumb represents parents, it can be opened because all human being do go thru sickness and death. Whoever may be, our parents will leave us one day.

* Please close up your thumb, Then open your second finger, this finger represents brothers and sisters, they do have their own family which is the reason that they will leave us too. Now close up your second finger,

* Open up your little finger, this represents your children. Sooner or later they too will leave us for they got they own living to live nevertheless, close up your little finger,

* Try to open your fourth finger in which we put our wedding ring; you will be surprised to find that it cannot be opened at all. Because it represents husband and wife, this whole life you will be attached to each other...

Real love will stick together ever and forever. . . ………..

Footprints

One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.

In each I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets of footprints, other times there was one only.

This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints, so I said to the Lord..

"You promised me Lord that if I followed You, You would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there has only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed You most, have You not been there for me?"

The Lord replied, "The years when you have seen only one set of footprints, my child, is when I carried you."

Mary Stevenson, 1936

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ROMANCE MATHEMATICS. LOL.

ROMANCE MATHEMATICS.

Smart man + smart woman = romance

Smart man + dumb woman = affair

Dumb man + smart woman = marriage

Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy

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OFFICE ARITHMETIC

Smart boss + smart employee = profit

Smart boss + dumb employee = production

Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion

Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime

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SHOPPING MATH

A man will pay $20 for a $10 item he needs.

A woman will pay $10 for a $20 item that she doesn't need.

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GENERAL EQUATIONS & STATISTICS

A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.

A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.

A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.

A successful woman is one who can find such a man.

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HAPPINESS

To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little.

To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.

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LONGEVITY

Married men live longer than single men do, but married men are a lot more willing to die.

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PROPENSITY TO CHANGE

A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.

A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and she does.

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DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE

A woman has the last word in any argument..

Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.
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HOW TO STOP PEOPLE FROM BUGGING YOU ABOUT GETTING MARRIED

Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs and cackling, telling me, "You're next." They stopped after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.

A boy named Tommy

> Father John Powell, a professor at Loyola University in Chicago,
> writes about a student in his Theology of Faith class named Tommy:
>
> Some twelve years ago, I stood watching my university students file
> into the classroom for our first session in the Theology of Faith.
>
> That was the day I first saw Tommy. My eyes and my mind both blinked.
> He was combing his long flaxen hair, which hung six inches below his
> shoulders. It was the first time I had ever seen a boy with hair that
> long. I guess it was just coming into fashion then. I know in my
> mind that it isn't what's on your head but what's in it that counts;
> but on that day I was unprepared and my emotions flipped. I
> immediately filed Tommy under "S" for strange... Very strange.
>
> Tommy turned out to be the "atheist in residence" in my Theology of
> Faith course. He constantly objected to, smirked at, or whined about
> the possibility of an unconditionally loving Father/God. We lived
> with each other in relative peace for one semester, although I admit
> he was for me at times a serious pain in the back pew.
>
> When he came up at the end of the course to turn in his final exam, he
> asked in a cynical tone, "Do you think I'll ever find God?"
>
> I decided instantly on a little shock therapy. "No!" I said very emphatically.
>
> "Why not," he responded, "I thought that was the product you were pushing."
>
> I let him get five steps from the classroom door and then called out,
> "Tommy! I don't think you'll ever find Him, but I am absolutely
> certain that He will find you!" He shrugged a little and left my
> class and my life.
>
> I felt slightly disappointed at the thought that he had missed my
> clever line -- He will find you! At least I thought it was clever.
>
> Later I heard that Tommy had graduated, and I was duly grateful.
>
> Then a sad report came. I heard that Tommy had terminal cancer.
> Before I could search him out, he came to see me. When he walked into
> my office, his body was very badly wasted and the long hair had all
> fallen out as a result of chemotherapy. But his eyes were bright and
> his voice was firm, for the first time, I believe. "Tommy, I've
> thought about you so often; I hear you are sick," I blurted out.
>
> "Oh, yes, very sick. I have cancer in both lungs. It's a matter of weeks."
>
> "Can you talk about it, Tom?" I asked.
>
> "Sure, what would you like to know?" he replied
>
> "What's it like to be only twenty-four and dying?
>
> "Well, it could be worse.
>
> "Like what?
>
> "Well, like being fifty and having no values or ideals, like being
> fifty and thinking that booze, seducing women, and making money are
> the real biggies in life..
>
> I began to look through my mental file cabinet under "S" where I had
> filed Tommy as strange. (It seems as though everybody I try to reject
> by classification, God sends back into my life to educate me.)
>
> "But what I really came to see you about," Tom said, "is something you
> said to me on the last day of class." (He remembered!) He continued,
> "I asked you if you thought I would ever find God and you said, 'No!'
> which surprised me Then you said, 'But He will find you.' I thought
> about that a lot, even though my search for God was hardly intense at
> that time.
>
> (My clever line. He thought about that a lot!)
>
> "But when the doctors removed a lump from my groin and told me that it
> was malignant, that's when I got serious about locating God.. And
> when the malignancy spread into my vital organs, I really began
> banging bloody fists against the bronze doors of heaven. But God did
> not come out. In fact, nothing happened. Did you ever try anything
> for a long time with great effort and with no success? You get
> psychologically glutted, fed up with trying. And then you quit
>
> "Well, one day I woke up, and instead of throwing a few more futile
> appeals over that high brick wall to a God who may be or may not be
> there, I just quit. I decided that I didn't really care about God,
> about an after life, or anything like that. I decided to spend what
> time I had left doing something more profitable. I thought about you
> and your class and I remembered something else you had said: 'The
> essential sadness is to go through life without loving. But it would
> be almost equally sad to go through life and leave this world without
> ever telling those you loved that you had loved them.'"
>
> "So, I began with the hardest one, my Dad. He was reading the
> newspaper when I approached him.
>
> "Dad."
>
> "Yes, what?" he asked without lowering the newspaper.
>
> "Dad, I would like to talk with you."
>
> "Well, talk."
>
> "I mean . It's really important."
>
> The newspaper came down three slow inches. "What is it?"
>
> "Dad, I love you, I just wanted you to know that."
>
> Tom smiled at me and said it with obvious satisfaction, as though he
> felt a warm and secret joy flowing inside of him. "The newspaper
> fluttered to the floor. Then my father did two things I could never
> remember him ever doing before. He cried and he hugged me. We talked
> all night, even though he had to go to work the next morning. It felt
> so good to be close to my father, to see his tears, to feel his hug,
> to hear him say that he loved me."
>
> "It was easier with my mother and little brother. They cried with me,
> too, and we hugged each other, and started saying real nice things to
> each other. We shared the things we had been keeping secret for so
> many years.
>
> "I was only sorry about one thing --- that I had waited so long. Here
> I was, just beginning to open up to all the people I had actually been
> close to.
>
> "Then, one day I turned around and God was there. He didn't come to
> me when I pleaded with Him. I guess I was like an animal trainer
> holding out a hoop, 'C'mon, jump through. C'mon, I'll give you three
> days, three weeks.'"
>
> "Apparently God does things in His own way and at His own hour. But
> the important thing is that He was there. He found me! You were
> right. He found me even after I stopped looking for Him."
>
> "Tommy," I practically gasped, "I think you are saying something very
> important and much more universal than you realize. To me, at least,
> you are saying that the surest way to find God is not to make Him a
> private possession, a problem solver, or an instant consolation in
> time of need, but rather by opening to love. You know, the Apostle
> John said that. He said: 'God is love, and anyone who lives in love
> is living with God and God is living in him.' Tom, could I ask you a
> favor? You know, when I had you in class you were a real pain. But
> (laughingly) you can make it all up to me now. Would you come into my
> present Theology of Faith course and tell them what you have just told
> me? If I told them the same thing it wouldn't be half as effective as
> if you were to tell it.
>
> "Oooh ... I was ready for you, but I don't know if I'm ready for your class."
>
> "Tom, think about it. If and when you are ready, give me a call."
>
> In a few days Tom called, said he was ready for the class, that he
> wanted to do that for God and for me. So we scheduled a date.
>
> However, he never made it. He had another appointment, far more
> important than the one with me and my class. Of course, his life was
> not really ended by his death, only changed. He made the great step
> from faith into vision. He found a life far more beautiful than the
> eye of man has ever seen or the ear of man has ever heard or the mind
> of man has ever imagined.
>
> Before he died, we talked one last time. "I'm not going to make it to
> your class," he said.
>
> "I know, Tom."
>
> "Will you tell them for me? Will you ... tell the whole world for me?"
>
> I will, Tom. I'll tell them. I'll do my best."
>
> So, to all of you who have been kind enough to read this simple story
> about God's love, thank you for listening. And to you, Tommy,
> somewhere in the sunlit, verdant hills of heaven --- I told them,
> Tommy, as best I could.
>
> If this story means anything to you, please pass it on to a friend or
> two. It is a true story and is not enhanced for publicity purposes.
>
> With thanks, Rev. John Powell, Professor, Loyola University, Chicago

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haha! sexist at some, but jus for laughs:)

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