A wise person says: “The difference between ordinary and extra ordinary is that little extra!” Do your best work today and for the rest of this week. Do not be a painter, be an artist. Always give more than what you are paid for. This is the path to success.
How would you know whether you are a mother or not?
Well, you Know You’re a Mother When….
- You count the sprinkles on each kid’s cupcake to make sure they’re equal.
- You have the time to shave only one leg at a time.
- You hide in the bathroom to be alone.
- Your kid throws up and you catch it.
- Some one else’s kid throws up at a party. You keep eating.
- You consider finger paints to be a controlled substance.
- You’ve mastered the art of placing large quantities of pancakes and eggs on a plate without anything touching.
- Your child insists that you read “Once Upon a Potty” out loud in the lobby of Grand Central Station and you do it.
- You cling to the high moral ground on toy weapons, your child chews his toast into the shape of a gun.
- You hope ketchup is a vegetable, since it’s the only way your child eats.
- You can’t bear the thought of your son’s first girlfriend.
- You hate the thought of his wife even more.
- You find yourself cutting your husbands’ sandwiches into cute shapes.
- You can’t bear to give away baby clothes – it’s so final.
- You hear your mother’s voice coming out of your mouth when you say, “NOT in your good clothes!”
- You stop criticizing the way your mother raised you.
- You donate to charities in the hope that your child won’t get that disease.
- You hire a sitter because you haven’t been out with your husband in ages, then spend half the night checking on the kids.
- You use your own saliva to clean your child’s face.
- You say at least once a day, “I’m not cut out for this job”, but you know you wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Motherhood. And this is why having one day a year paying tribute to mothers may be a noteworthy thing to do but it is my belief and conviction that mothers deserve more credit than that.
First, let me tell you how Mother’s Day got started,
The earliest Mother’s Day celebrations can be traced back to the spring celebrations of ancient Greece in honor of Rhea, the Mother of the Gods. During the 1600′s, England celebrated a day called “Mothering Sunday”. Celebrated on the 4th Sunday of Lent (the 40 day period leading up to Easter*), “Mothering Sunday”honored the mothers of England.
During this time many of the England’s poor worked as servants for the wealthy. As most jobs were located far from their homes, the servants would live at the houses of their employers. On Mothering Sunday the servants would have the day off and were encouraged to return home and spend the day with their mothers. A special cake, called the mothering cake, was often brought along to provide a festive touch. As Christianity spread throughout Europe the celebration changed to honor the “Mother Church” - the spiritual power that gave them life and protected them from harm. Over time the church festival blended with the Mothering Sunday celebration . People began honoring their mothers as well as the church.
In the United States Mother’s Day was first suggested in 1872 by Julia Ward Howe (who wrote the words to the Battle hymn of the Republic) as a day dedicated to peace. Ms. Howe would hold organized Mother’s Day meetings in Boston, Mass ever year. In 1907 Ana Jarvis, from Philadelphia, began a campaign to establish a national Mother’s Day. Ms. Jarvis persuaded her mother’s church in Grafton, West Virginia to celebrate Mother’s Day on the second anniversary of her mother’s death, the 2nd Sunday of May. By the next year Mother’s Day was also celebrated in Philadelphia.
Ms. Jarvis and her supporters began to write to ministers, businessman, and politicians in their quest to establish a national Mother’s Day. It was successful as by 1911 Mother’s Day was celebrated in almost every state. President Woodrow Wilson, in 1914, made the official announcement proclaiming Mother’s Day as a national holiday that was to be held each year on the 2nd Sunday of May. While many countries of the world celebrate their own Mother’s Day at different times throughout the year, there are some countries such as Denmark, Finland, Italy, Turkey, Australia, and Belgium which also celebrate Mother’s Day on the second Sunday of May. And of course here in our own country, we became conscious of Mother’s Day because Department stores and shopping malls remind us always.
May I make suggestion? That we honor the many mothers who are working as overseas Filipino workers sacrificing themselves for their families this time?
The Bible says: Honor your father and your mother and on this special occasion it would be good to also remember the gallantry, nobility and the sacrifice Filipino mothers all over the world are doing for their families.
One proverb says it best: That one mother can take care of ten children, but ten children can’t take care of one mother.
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At a college reunion, thirty years after graduation, one man said to another, “See that fellow over there? Well–he’s gotten so bald and so fat he didn’t even recognize me!” Look at the mirror. Do not see through a window.
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It would be wise to heed the words of Victor Hugo when he said: “You an resist an approaching army but no one can resist an idea whose time has come!”
Wisdom is having the ability to read the signs of the times and this has to be sought. It is not given.
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Be wary of people who agree with you all the time. Either he or she is a fool or the person is ready to skin you. Do not constantly seek for the things you want to hear. Real friends are those who will tall you things you NEED to hear. Be wise but be gentle.
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Somebody says “Every person is holding an invisible sign that says: “Please make me feel important!” This is so true. Make someone feel important especially the people way down there in the organizational chart. (janitors, messengers, security guards, etc)
Greet them, smile at them and simply make them feel important and one this is guaranteed. You will feel joy!
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Not every one has the right to have a formal education. (some do not have money). But every one should have the drive to get educated.
Do not think out of the box. Get out of the box and do some thinking. As long as the determination is there, there will always be a way.
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In the digital economy, we turn obsolete the moment we finish writing our resume. The challenge is: Will there be new things added to my resume should I prepare one today? What new things would I learn today? Never be satisfied with the status quo. Level up everyday.
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I don’t like chain letters and I can assure you I don’t participate in one too. But once in a while I get to receive something that is worth sharing and this happens to be one of them.
I studied the long chain of names wherein this material has been circulating through the Internet and the only lament I have is that there is no mention as to the author’s name and identity.
It is a true story though as claimed and the moment my friend Cynthia sent it to me, I knew this one is so important I just have to share it with you.
I have simply entitled this, “It Could Have Been You.”
Jenny was so happy about the house they had found.
For once in her life twas on the right side of town.
She unpacked her things with such great ease.
As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze.
How wonderful it was to have her own room.
School would be starting; she’d have friends over soon.
There’d be sleep-overs, and parties; she was so happy.
It’s just the way she wanted her life to be.
On the first day of school, everything went great.
She made new friends and even got a date!
She thought, “I want to be popular and I’m going to be,
Because I just got a date with the star of the team.
To be known in this school you had to have a clout,
And dating this guy would sure help her out.
There was only one problem stopping her fate.
Her parents had said she was too young to date.
“Well I just won’t tell them the entire truth.
They won’t know the difference; what’s there to lose?”
Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night.
Her parents frowned but said, “All right.”
Excited, she got ready for the big event
But as she rushed around like she had no sense,
She began to feel guilty about all the lies,
But what’s a pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride?
Well the pizza was good, and the party was great,
But the moonlight ride would have to wait.
For Jeff was half drunk by this time.
But he kissed her and said that he was just fine.
Then the room filled with smoke and Jeff took a puff.
Jenny couldn’t believe he was smoking that stuff.
Now Jeff was ready to ride to the point
But only after he’d smoked another joint.
They jumped in the car for the moonlight ride,
Not thinking that he was too drunk to drive.
They finally made it to the point at last,
And Jeff started trying to make a pass.
A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all
(and by a pass, I don’t mean playing Football.)
“Perhaps my parents were right…maybe I am too young.
Boy, how could I ever, ever be so dumb.”
With all of her might, she pushed Jeff to stay away:
“Please take me home, I don’t want to stay.”
Jeff cranked up the engine and floored the gas.
As Jeff drove on in a fit of wild anger,
Jenny knew that her life was in danger.
She begged and pleaded for him to slow down,
But he just got faster as they neared the town.
“Just let me get home! I’ll confess that I lied.
I really went out for a moonlight ride.”
Then all of a sudden she saw a big flash,
“Oh God, Please help us! We’re going to crash!”
She doesn’t remember the force of impact.
Just that everything all of a sudden went black.
She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble,
And heard, “call an ambulance! These kids are in trouble!
Voices she heard…a few words at best.
But she knew there were two cars involved in the wreck.
Then wondered to herself if Jeff was all right,
And if the people in the other car were alive.
She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad.
“You’ve been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad.
These voices echoed inside her head,
As they gently told her that Jeff was dead.
They said “Jenny, we’ve done all we can do.
But it looks as if we’ll lose you too.”
“But the people in the other car?” Jenny cried.
“We’re sorry, Jenny, they also died.”
Jenny prayed, “God, forgive me for what I’ve done
I only wanted to have just one night of fun.”
“Tell those people’s family, I’ve made their lives dim,
And wish I could return their families to them.”
“Tell Mom and Dad I’m sorry I lied,
And that it’s my fault so many have died.
Oh, nurse, won’t you please tell them that for me?”
The nurse just stood there-she never agreed.
But took Jenny’s hand with tears in her eyes.
And a few moments later Jenny died.
A man asked the nurse, “Why didn’t you do your best
To bid that girl her one last request?”
She looked at the man with eyes so sad.
“Because the people in the other car were her mom and dad.”
This story is sad and unpleasant but true,
So young people take heed, it could have been you.
I don’t think I should say more.
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There are some institutions who teach that it is right for one to believe that he is right but it is wrong to for one to believe others are wrong. So what happened is that these people want us to cultivate our thinking process without coming to a rightful conclusion. I don’t know why but some times I feel that many have educated themselves to imbecility.
Where there is no frame work of morality, there is only relativity and the stupidity of being unable to determine right from wrong. God’s Word could never be wrong and this should be the basis of our moral framework.

