spring onion

people killing, people dying,
children hurting, you hear them crying
can you practice what you preach?
and would you turn the other cheek?
Father, Father, Father help us send us some guidance from above...
Cause people got me, got me questioning;
WHERE IS THE LOVE?

When many people receive this message, they think;
"i dont have time for this! its also inappropriate at work!"

but that is the exact thinking that turned this beautiful world into chaos
that you now see...

We try to keep God in church on Sunday morning...
Maybe, Sunday night...
And, the unlikely event of a midweek service.

We do like to have Him around during sickness...
And, of course, at funerals.

However, we don't have time, or room, for Him during work or play...

Because... That's the part of our lives we think...
We can, and should, handle on our own.

We should always have time to remember all HE has done for us.

If, You aren't ashamed of him,
Please follow the directions.


Jesus said, "If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my
Father."

Not ashamed?

Pass this on ONLY IF YOU MEAN IT!!

Yes, I do Love God.
HE is my source of existence and Savior.
He keeps me functioning each and every day.


Without Him,
I AM nothing. But, with Christ, HE strengthens me.
This is the simplest test of all,
the test called "IF YOU LOVE GOD!!!"

If You Love God...
And, are not ashamed of all the marvelous things HE has done for you...
Pass it on!
I don't think I know 10 people who would admit they love Jesus..
Do You love Him?


this is a poem written by someone whom i do not know, but read it and see,
you'll find it means alot in the end.

all day long, i had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
"No time, no time, too much to do,"
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord, I came,
I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book; It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said
"Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time"

end of poem.



Why is it so hard to tell the truth but Yet so easy to tell a lie?
Why are we so sleepy in church but Right when the sermon isover we suddenly
wake up?
Why is it so hard to talk about God but yet so easy to talk about nasty
stuff?
Why is it so boring to look at a Christian magazine, but yet so easy to look
at a nasty one?
Why is it so easy to delete a Godly e-mail, but yet we forward all of the
nasty ones?
Why are the churches getting smaller but yet the bars and dance clubs are
getting larger?


Do you give up? Think about it . Are you going to forward this, or delete
it?



Just remember-God is watching you. Prayer Wheel-Let's see the devil try and
stop this one!

Here's what the wheel is all about. When you receive this, say a prayer for
the person that sent it to you....


That's all you have to do...
There is nothing attached...
This is so powerful....
Do not stop the wheel, please....
Of all the free gifts we may receive, Prayer is the very best one....
There are no costs, but wonderful rewards... GOD BLESS!


May God keep you and bless you.




if you are a non-christian,
and this doesn't give you chills, nothing will...
this message is very true. Hope you are all as blessed as I was from this
story.
I wonder how many people will delete this without reading it because of the
fear if making a wrong choice...
but lemme tell u.

GOD IS THE ONE AND ONLY RIGHT CHOICE!

anyway, back to the message/story.....


There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England
town.
One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old
bird cage, and set it by the pulpit.

Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response,
Pastor Thomas began to speak...
"I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward
me swinging this bird cage.
On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold
and fright.
I stopped the lad and asked,
"What you got there, son?"
"Just some old birds," came the reply.

"What are you gonna do with them?" I asked.
"Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered
"I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm
gonna have a real good time."

"But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?"

"Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy.
"They like birds. I'll take 'em to them."
The pastor was silent for a moment.
"How much do you want for those birds, son?"

"Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister.
They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even
pretty!"
"How much?" the pastor asked again.


The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said,"$10?"
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill.
He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.

The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley
where there was a tree and a grassy spot.

Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars
persuaded the birds out, setting them free.

Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit,
and then the pastor began to tell this story.



One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation.
Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and
boasting.
"Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there..
Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist.Got 'em all!"

"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked.
Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry
and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and
smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill
each other. I'm really gonna have fun!"


"And what will you do when you get done with them?" Jesus asked.
"Oh, I'll kill 'em," Satan gloated proudly.
"How much do you want for them?" Jesus asked.

"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them
and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You
don't want those people!!"

"How much?" He asked again.
Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood, tears and your life."

Jesus said, "DONE!"
Then He paid the price.

end of story.



Isn't it funny how someone can say "I believe in God" but still follow Satan
(who, by the way, also "believes" in God)


Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and they
spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the
Lord, people think twice about sharing?

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?


Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me
than what God thinks of me.



I pray, for everyone who sends this to their entire address book, they will
be blessed by God in a way special for them.
And send it back to the person who sent it, to let them know that indeed it
was sent out to many more...


i am NOT ASHAMED OF GOD.
that is why i am sending this to you all!
He has done many miraculous and wonderous things in my life,
ranging from psle marks to saving my life TWICE!!
TWICE!
juz twice not counting the times i had choked on a fish bone, almost drowned
in the swimming pool and almost died by taking wrong medication.


I KNOW my name is written in teh BOOK OF LIFE not cuz im sending this out,
but because i entrust my WHOLE entire life in His hands, i have FAITH in
him. i LOVE him, i PUT HIM FIRST in EVERYTHING. EVERYTHING!

so....
do you?