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My son's Coach sent this to us. I thought I'd share it with you.

A drunk man in an Oldsmobile
they said had run the light
that caused the six-car pile-up
On 109 that night.

When broken bodies lay about
‘and blood was everywhere,'
'The sirens screamed out eulogies,'
For death was in the air.

'A mother, trapped inside her car,'
Was heard above the noise;
Her plaintive plea near split the air:
'Oh, God, please spare my boys!'

She fought to loose her pinned hands
'She struggled to get free,'
But… Continue

I wanted to share this poem with all of you. I think it is just a little more evidence of a love obsessed CREATOR.

Fearing the darkness
you often pull the sheets up over your head
making the darkness even darker....
yet that last night it does end
a joyous dawn offered in its place

And what gift of light will you have to bring
following death to that bright star
for the mild child in the manger far?

The believer's hate is no grand gift
and still...
a Loving Father says enter in
all I want… Continue

My sister emailed this to me. I thought it was pretty good and wanted to share it with all of you.

A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed.

As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation.

They talked about so many things and various subjects.

When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said:

"I don't believe that God exists."

"Why do you say that?" asked the customer.

"Well, you just have to go out in the street to real… Continue

Let me start by saying that I have grown to love the Catholic Religion.. Catholics are generous and charitable. They demonstrate love of God the Bible and family. The traditions and customs at Sunday Mass brought me a lot of comfort as a child.
I believe that my Catholic school experience is an aberration. I ended up fearful and angry at a God who so easily punished his children. It seemed like God and the devil were in a contest over who was going to send me to hell.

1974 at age 16 I walked aw… Continue

I had been battling with God for a long time now. He hadn’t helped me properly with any of my problems. I wasn’t thin enough. I certainly wasn’t rich enough. I didn’t have that husband I wanted. I had problems at work, problems at home, and problems in between. I had an overpowering drive toward addictive behavior. I struggled daily with an unidentified sleep disorder that God could have cured at anytime, but He’d rather leave me here to suffer. He really was a punishing God just like they taugh… Continue