We Can Do It
Have Fun... Joe Todd..... One More Thought:: “The one thing we can never get enough of is love. And the one thing we never give enough of is love.”
We Can Do It
Have Fun... Joe Todd..... One More Thought:: “The one thing we can never get enough of is love. And the one thing we never give enough of is love.”
One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.
His name was Kyle.
It looked like he was carrying all of his books.
I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?
He must really be a nerd.'
I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him...
He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.
My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.
As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks.'
They really should get lives.
' He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!'
There was a big smile on his face.
It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
He said he had gone to private school before now.
I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
I asked him if he wanted to play a little football
With my friends.
He said yes.
We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.
Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.
I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!
' He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
When we were seniors we began to think about college.
Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke.
I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never
Be a problem.
He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
I teased him all the time about being a nerd.
He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.
Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
He looked great.
He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school..
He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
Boy, sometimes I was jealous!
Today was one of those days.
I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!'
He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled....
' Thanks,' he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began...
'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.
Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends....
I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.
I am going to tell you a story.'
I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the first day we met.
He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.
He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
'Thankfully, I was saved.
My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.'
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
I saw his Mom and Dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.
Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions.
With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
For better or for worse.
God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way.
Look for God in others.
Have A Great Day & All That
One day, a poor boy who was selling goods from door to
door to pay his way through school, found he had only one dime left, and he was
hungry. He decided he would ask for a meal at the next house. However, he lost
his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door. Instead of a meal he asked
for a glass of water.
She thought he looked hungry so brought him a large
glass of milk. He drank it slowly, and then asked, “How much do I owe you?”
“You don’t owe me anything,” she replied. “Mother has
taught us never to accept pay for a kindness.”
He said, “Then I thank you from my heart.” And he
left.
Years later the young woman became critically ill. The
local doctors were baffled. They finally sent her to the big city, where they
called in specialists to study her rare disease. Dr. Howard Kelly was called in
for the consultation. He did his best to save her life and gave his special
attention to the case.
After a long struggle, the battle was won. The final
bill from Dr. Kelly was sent to the woman’s room. She feared to open it, for
she was sure it would take the rest of her life to pay for it all. Finally she
had a look, and something caught her attention on the side of the
bill. She read these words …
“Paid in full with one glass of milk”
A guy bought his wife a beautiful diamond ring
for Christmas. After hearing about this extravagant gift, a friend of his said,
“I thought she wanted one of those sporty four-wheel drive vehicles.” “She
did,” he replied, “but where was I going to find a fake Jeep.”
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Have A Great Day... Joe Todd
Abandoned
Places
A vacant room of dark spaces,
where furniture once lay
An empty lot of trash and cracked concrete
Where weeds take root with hopes of becoming trees
And cobwebs span for miles
Worn wind chimes still glisten in sun
Papers of bad handwriting fly with the wind
This place left unoccupied for so much time
Small lives make home in the walls,
While this home settles further beneath dirt
This place reminds me of our forgetfulness, our need to not rebuild
As a place turns old we leave it behind,
never to fix again,
never to feel loved again
Weeping floorboards
Walls crying tears of yellow paint
Roof caving in feeling hollow
Abandoned places
Forgotten
Always forgotten
Written by
Carrina Hendricks
Joe Todd
“There is something about everything that you can be glad about,
if you keep hunting long enough to find it.”
"People radiate what is in their minds and in their hearts.
If a man feels kindly and obliging, his neighbors will feel that way, too,
before long. But if he scolds and scowls and criticizes—his neighbors will
return scowl for scowl, and add interest! When you look for the bad, expecting
it, you will get it. When you know you will find the good—you will get
that."
“Just breathing isn't living!”
“Be glad. Be good. Be brave.”
― Eleanor H. Porter
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Have a Great Day Joe Todd