Be Jesus To Somebody

One day, in a busy airport, a little boy was running to his mother holding a completed jigsaw puzzle in his hands. He was shouting, “I finished it, Mommy! I finished it!”

But at that precise moment, a businessman was also running, trying to catch his flight.

And the two crossed each others path. Wham! And the jigsaw puzzle flew into the air and hit the floor, scattering its tiny pieces in different directions.

The businessman said to the boy, “I’m so sorry...” He went on his knees and picked up the small jigsaw pieces.

And patiently, he put it back together again.

After 15 minutes, the puzzle was done. It was obvious now that the businessman missed his flight. And he should have been angry and frustrated. But he didn’t know why, but he wasn’t. In fact, he felt happy that he “wasted” his time with a kid doing a jigsaw puzzle.

When the man stood up, the little boy stood up as well. He looked at the towering figure for a brief moment, and asked a question that blew the man away.

The boy asked him, “Are you... Jesus?”

Somehow the boy knew that when he met compassion, kindness, dying-to-oneself-for-the-sake-of-others, he was in the presence of Jesus.

To be Jesus to somebody, you need to give heart. The heart is the personal side of relationship. Affection. Warmth. Touch.

Daddy's Germs

One day, a man had a flu.

To avoid spreading his germs, his wife dropped his plate and utensils in boiling water.

Their five-year old daughter saw this and asked, “What are you doing Mommy?”

“I’m boiling the dishes to kill Daddy’s germs,” she said.

The girl remained quiet. After awhile, she said, “I have an idea. Why not just boil Daddy and kill all his germs?” c",)

First Time in Heaven

One day, the Pope arrived in Heaven—and he met St. Peter plus a bunch of angels welcoming him. St. Peter escorted him to his beautiful mansion. As he was about to enter his mansion, a lawyer was entering heaven. And St. Peter rushed back to the Pearly Gates to welcome him; and angels ten times the number that welcomed him were now welcoming the lawyer too. The band was playing, trumpets were blasting, the choir was singing. And the Pope saw St. Peter bringing the lawyer to a mansion ten times bigger than the Pope’s mansion.

Later on, the Pope went up to St. Peter and said, “St. Peter, I’m not envious or anything like that. Just really curious. I’m the Pope. He’s a lawyer. When I came, you welcomed me with a small group of angels. When he came, you welcomed him with all the angels. You gave me a mansion, thank you. But you gave him a mansion that’s ten times the size of my mansion. Why?”

St. Peter said, “I apologize the seeming inequality. You see, we have many Popes in Heaven. This is the first time we’re having a lawyer in Heaven.”

Engineers VS Lawyers

Three lawyers and three engineers were traveling by train to a conference. At the station, each of the three lawyers bought a ticket while the three engineers bought only one ticket.

“How can the three of you travel on one ticket?” asked a lawyer.

“Watch and you’ll see,” answered an engineer.

Aboard the train the lawyers took their respective seats while all three engineers crammed into the restroom and squeezed the door behind them.

When the conductor comes around collecting tickets, he knocks on the restroom door and says, “Ticket, please!” The door opens a crack and a single arm emerges with a ticket in hand. The conductor took it and moved on.

The lawyers were impressed with that clever idea. On the way home from the conference, they decided to copy the engineers’ technique. At the station, they bought a single ticket for their return trip. But to their astonishment, the engineers didn't bought a ticket at all!

“How in the hell are you going to pull this off?” asked a lawyer.

“Watch and you’ll see,” answered an engineer.

They board the train. The three lawyers crammed into one restroom and the three engineers went into the other restroom.

Shortly after the train departed, one of the engineers stepped out of their restroom and knocked on the other restroom door. “Ticket, please!”

A Pencil-Eraser Moment

One day, a conversation between a pencil and an eraser took place. A moment which reminds me of my parents love.

Pencil: I'm sorry, eraser.
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I make a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time you do it.
Eraser:  That's true, but I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate to see you sad.

Parents are like the eraser whereas we, children are the pencil. Parents will always be there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way they get hurt, and become smaller.

Take care of your parents and treat them with kindness. Because soon, you will be an eraser too.

Remember to KISS

As you go through life, don't forget to KISS (Keep It Simple STUPID!) Don't complicate your life, your relationships, your lifestyle. Simple is beautiful, right?

Make your life simple and peaceful by keeping these attitudes in mind:

Gratitude for the past. Be grateful for everything and everyone, good or bad, in your past.
Trust in the future. Learn to surrender all your plans and worries to God.
Love in the present. Do your best now in expressing your love and you will have no regrets about the past.