yet another e-mail from my senarai of forwards. I'm at 105 left now! YAY!
For those of anda that don't know me, I Cinta some of these forwards. Some touch me, some amaze me, some make me laugh. Anyway anda look at it, I Cinta them. For a long time I've been afraid of losing them because I hit the wrong button on my e-mail atau something. Now I get to save them. My peti masuk was up to 130 ke hadapan e-mails that I either saved atau haven't yet opened. Now I get to clear them out and I'm going to take that opportunity.
INNOCENCE IS PRICELESS
One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed little Alex standing in the foyer of the church staring up at a large plaque. It was covered with names and small American flags mounted on either side of it. The six-year old had been staring at the plaque for some time, so the pastor walked up, stood beside the little boy, and berkata quietly, 'Good morning Alex.' 'Good morning Pastor,' he replied, still focused on the plaque. 'Pastor, what is this? ' The pastor said, 'Well son, it's a memorial to all the young men and women who died in the service.'
Soberly, they just stood together, staring at the large plaque. Finally, little Alex's voice, barely audible and trembling with fear asked,
'Which service, the 8:45 atau the 11:00?'
Awww.
For those of anda that don't know me, I Cinta some of these forwards. Some touch me, some amaze me, some make me laugh. Anyway anda look at it, I Cinta them. For a long time I've been afraid of losing them because I hit the wrong button on my e-mail atau something. Now I get to save them. My peti masuk was up to 130 ke hadapan e-mails that I either saved atau haven't yet opened. Now I get to clear them out and I'm going to take that opportunity.
INNOCENCE IS PRICELESS
One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed little Alex standing in the foyer of the church staring up at a large plaque. It was covered with names and small American flags mounted on either side of it. The six-year old had been staring at the plaque for some time, so the pastor walked up, stood beside the little boy, and berkata quietly, 'Good morning Alex.' 'Good morning Pastor,' he replied, still focused on the plaque. 'Pastor, what is this? ' The pastor said, 'Well son, it's a memorial to all the young men and women who died in the service.'
Soberly, they just stood together, staring at the large plaque. Finally, little Alex's voice, barely audible and trembling with fear asked,
'Which service, the 8:45 atau the 11:00?'
Awww.
