Imagine there is a bank which credits your account each morning with
$86,400, 
carries over no balance from day to day, allows you to keep no cash balance, 
and every evening cancels whatever part of the amount you had failed to use 
during the day. 
What would you do? ......... Draw out every cent, of course!
Well, everyone has such a bank. Its name is Time.
Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds.
Every night it writes off, as lost, whatever of this you have failed to 
invest to good purpose. 
It carries over no balance. 
It allows no overdraft.
Each day it opens a new account for you.
Each night it burns the records of the day.
If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours.
There is no going back.
There is no drawing against the "tomorrow".
You must live in the present on today's deposits.
Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in health, happiness and success!
The clock is running.
Make the most of today..
To realize the value of One Year
Ask a student who has failed his exam.
To realize the value of One Month 
Ask a mother who has given birth to a pre-mature baby.
To realize the value of One Week
Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realize the value of One Day
Ask a daily wage laborer who has ten kids to feed.
To realize the value of One Hour 
Ask the lovers who are waiting to meet or . . .
To realize the value of One Minute 
Ask a person who has missed the train.
To realize the value of One Second
Ask a person who has survived an accident.
To realize the value of One Milli-Second
Ask the person who has won a silver medal in Olympics.
Treasure every moment that you have!
And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special.. special
enough to have your time... and remember time waits for no one ...

True Friends

The true friends who we meet online
are a very special kind.
They pierce your shields and see within 
the corners of your mind.
They're always there when you're in need
with their power to discern.
They feel your pain......they offer hope
and genuine concern.
We bare our souls, expose our hearts
and show our inner fears.
And then before you know it
the keyboard's stained with tears.
And if we could see them through that screen
then no one could deny
That to be a TRUE online friend
they too must surely cry. 

Thanks for being my friend!

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.

And the selfsame well from which your
laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your
tears.

And how else can it be?

The deeper that sorrow carves into your
being, the more joy you can contain.

Is not the cup that holds your wine the very
cup that was burned in the potter's oven?

And is not the lute that soothes your
spirit, the very wood that was hollowed
with knives?

When you are joyous, look deep into
your heart and you shall find it is only that
which has given you sorrow that is giving
you joy.

When you are sorrowful look again in
your heart, and you shall see that in truth
you are weeping for that which has been
your delight.

Some of you say, "Joy is greater than
sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is
the greater."

But I say unto you, they are inseparable.

Together they come, and when one sits
alone with you at your board, remember
that the other is asleep upon your bed.

Verily you are suspended like scales be-
tween your sorrow and your joy.

Only when you are empty are you at
standstill and balanced.

When the treasure-keeper lifts you to 
weigh his gold and his silver, needs must
your joy or your sorrow rise or fall. 

-excerpt from The Prophet, by Kahlil Gibran 

GOD, grant me the
Serenity 
to accept the things
I cannot change
Courage
to change the
things I can
and the
Wisdom
to know the difference.

Living ONE DAY AT A TIME;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardship as the
pathway to peace.

Taking, as He did, this
sinful world as it is,
not as I would have it.

Trusting that He will make
all things right if I
surrender to His Will;

That I may be reasonably happy
in this life, and supremely
happy with Him forever in
the next.

Amen

By Reinhold Neibuhr

Online Prayer
Every night I lie in bed
This little prayer inside my head
God bless my mom and dad
And bless my girl(s) and boy
And take care of my husband
He brings me so much joy..
And God there's just one more thing
I wish that you would do
If you don't mind me asking
To just bless my 'puter too??
Now I know that it's not normal
To bless a small machine
But listen just a second
And I'll try to explain...
You see, that little metal box
Holds more than odds and ends.
Inside those small components
Rest a hundred loving friends.
Some it's true I've never seen
And most I've never met
We've never shaken hands or
Ever truly hugged, and yet..
I know for sure they love me
By the kindness they give
And this little scrap of metal
Is how I get to where they live
By faith is how I know them
Much the same as I know you.
I share my life with all of them
So if its OK with you..
Just take an extra minute
From your duties up above..
To bless this little hunk of steel
That's filled with so much love