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Miracle
There's a miracle of friendship,
That dwells within the heart.
And you don't know how it happens
or where it gets its start.
But the happiness it brings you
always gives a special lift.
And you realize that Friendship,
is God's most perfect gift.
FRIENDS WITHOUT FACES
We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens
We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.
With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze
Looking for something or someone, as we sit in a daze.
We chat with each other, we type all our woes
Small groups we do form, and gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name
We want recognition, but it is always the same.
We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes flirt
In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships but why we don't know
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
Why is it on screen, we can be so bold
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share, the thoughts in our mind
With those we can't see, as though we were blind.
The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell.
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must
So we turn to the 'puter, and to those we can trust.
Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains
They are Friends Without Faces, and odd little names.
The Cocoon
A man found a cocoon of a butterfly.
One day a small opening appeared.
He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it
struggled to force its body through that little hole.
Then it seemed to stop making any progress.
It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could,
and it could go no further.
So the man decided to help the butterfly.
He took a pair of scissors and snipped off the
remaining bit of the cocoon.
The butterfly then emerged easily.
But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings.
The man continued to watch the butterfly because he
expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge
and expand to be able to support the body,
which would contract in time.
Neither happened!
In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life
crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings.
It never was able to fly.
What the man, in his kindness and haste, did not
understand was that the restricting cocoon and the
struggle required for the butterfly to get through
the tiny opening were God's way of forcing fluid from
the body of the butterfly into its wings so that
it would be ready for flight once it achieved its
freedom from the cocoon.
Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our lives.
If God allowed us to go through our lives without any obstacles,
it would cripple us.
We would not be as strong as what we could have been.
We could never fly!
"Dance of the Angels"
The Angels came before us,
danced the lessons of today
The audience that heard music,
Felt the movement say
It's the Dance of the Angels
that leaves messages of the heart
Some will learn to listen,
Some will never hear
Some can touch a wing,
and some come very near
You have to earn your right to fly,
Your obligation to the dance
Is sacrifice and honor,
And a willingness to take a chance
An angel never forfeits another mortal's love
It's a lesson that's imprinted
A message on their souls from up above
It's the Dance of the Angels,
That keeps heaven and earth apart
It's the Dance of the Angels,
That leaves messages of the heart
Some will learn to listen,
Some will never hear
Some can touch a wing,
Some came very near
You can only redeem a promise,
While devoted to the earth
And when you arrive in heaven,
You'll grasp the knowledge of its worth
Author Unknown
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