Lindy

And maybe the angels first priority was to protect the first girl because of her prayer.... I'm sure that angels have to make snap decisions just like everyone else; and I'm sure they must be good at what they do...ergo the title of "angel". As for their wings? You must remember I am a convert....and somethings are hard to let go of. It is a fantasy I am willing to keep alive for some reason or another Of course I also believe in wingless angels...but what fun is that?

Hoo Boy! Please read disclaimer put ABOVE the story.... I'm thinking that my main point was not the validity of the story....nor the fact that a young woman was raped in place of someone else....but the fact that ANGELS PROTECT US. I'm sorry if you don't agree, that is your choice.... More sorry to hear your opinion of prayers. .....and no one has a clue...

Funny thing, I was just talking to a friend about church meetings, and why I don't attend RS very often....and I really started thinking about why.....then I re-read this thread and find this sentence.... In the last ward I attended I had some sister come up to me and tell me that the lessons in Relief Society didn't apply to me because I was not married, and another who said she was sorry I wouldn't be able to attend RS dinner that month since it was for "couples". Oh, Oh, and my favorite..... my visiting teacher I never saw or heard from who came over and invited me for "girls night out" at the local bar with one of the other sisters in my Relief Society. "With Us" ? I've been pretty sour on attending RS for awhile now... I have more respect shown to me from the kids I work with. But you know...that friend was right about something.... I need to go to RS for myself; to listen to what was being taught, it shouldn't matter what anyone else thought of me. I guess that's the whole point...it depends on what you think of yourself, and your purpose in life and your relationship with God. Thanks my friend :)

Why, in heaven's name, would angels have wings? I guess it's all a matter of interpretation..... to me an angel has wings. Edited.... Angels have always been special to me Snow...... so you can just blow it out your ear....

I had this in my email... I am not one to believe everything I read, so I cannot attest to the facts of this story. All I know is that I believe that there are angels among us watching over us and protecting us. Angels with wings of all colors who walk with us and beside us, and no one has a clue.....Lindy ------------------- A young university student was home for the summer. She had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away. As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked "God" to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a shortcut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for "God's" protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped around her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely. The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question? Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Moral of the story: Don't underestimate the power of Prayer!

Out of respect for you Trav.... I'm done.

And you know this hoooooow? Did God come over to your house for dinner last nght and you two sit and chat about what He expects and what He hates? I'm not in the mood to play games with anyone right now.... Shawn, I've been in a foul mood all day, and I don't want to start something .......cause quite frankly I just don't care about much of anything right now...... however, I do find it refreshing that you and God are so close you know how HE feels.

Shawn~G_d In MHO...It doesn't have anything to do with by grace...by works...or by faith. It's all about respect and what Snow said...."How is choosing to honor God by showing reverence for His title missing the point?" I don't bow to Mecca, but I will respect the right of those who choose to do so, I don't meditate and chant at the same time....but I will respect their right also. Outshined: I don't think that personal insights or preferences make you think your "above" others...sometimes that's just they way you are. :)

I now have a greater appreciations of his qualities... This was my favorite part...... Snow....I knew you could look within yourself and see something good in him.

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Off topic? Welllllll YEAH! Somehow, we are remembering our good friend Bat who started this thread.... and the fun we used to have Hey Jen! good to see you again girl :)

You know DisR....I really am sorry that life sucked big time for you... it's a shame that none of your dreams or ambitions came true for you either....you might be a happier person if they had.

You know, I can't remember any lasting childhood dreams- I had ambitions wanting to be great in gymnastics and to race motorcycles like my uncle. But sometimes, you need others that believe in you enough to help you fulfill your dreams. And other times..... well, after the 6th or 9th time in the doctors office or the hospital ....you modify your dreams to just watching the races I still love watching X-games....it was part of my childhood fantasy. I also wanted to be a police dispatcher as a child.... I think I worried my dad LOL.

Thanks SF.... I needed this! :)

Not at all Winnie, not at all..... I'm sure that there are many who know and have experienced the same goose bumps.... :)

Maureen M~ And when that happens....you will grieve again, because you loved him. And because of that love, you will always remember him...always. And that is a good thing. ------------------------------ At the rising of the sun and at its going down, We remember them. At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of Winter, We remember them. At the opening of buds and in the rebirth of Spring, We remember them. At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of Summer, We remember them. At the rustling of leaves and the beauty of Autumn, We remember them. At the beginning of the year and when it ends, We remember them. As long as we live, they too will live; for they are now a part of us, as we remember them. When we are weary and in need of strength, We remember them. When we are lost and sick at heart, We remember them. When we have joys we yearn to share, We remember them. When we have decisions that are difficult to make, We remember them When we have achievements that are based on theirs, We remember them. As long as we live, they too shall live, for they are a part of us, as we remember them. Author Unknown ----- I am sorry for your loss of someone you love

Did I say "stubbornness"?What I meant was STUBBORNNESS

One of those powerful statements that cuts to the core of the matter.I remember a bishop saying to me almost the same thing.. that I needed to forgive a certain individual, because the hatred and loathing I had inside was keeping me from being the type of person I should, and needed to be. It took me awhile to come to terms within myself...but I did forgive .... *didn't mean I forgot ..somethings you can never forget.... but the forgiveness was the more powerful force within me :) *edited...just because

They are both still recovering from wounds, and having a bit of fun together at the expense of the nurses I know they still both need prayers and positive thoughts (whether they think they do or not ) I'm not letting this drop down, out of sheer utter determination, AND stubbornness, AND the belief in prayers... When I know it's time to stop bumping this back to the top..then I'll stop. I doubled down on my prayers this week

HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY BIZ! :)

Please keep those prayers coming...

Snow~I am so sorry, that this had to happen, and that it hurt deep. I agree that people need to make their wishes known to those who will have a say in their treatment when, or if, they can not be heard or understood. I's hard enough to see someone you love in that state...without not knowing what to do. Again, I am sorry

They are both still recovering from wounds, and having a bit of fun together at the expense of the nurses I know they still both need prayers and positive thoughts (whether they think they do or not )

Please keep them coming, Everytime you see this thread bumped up.. say a prayer.

What If Jesus Comes Back Like That He came to town on an old freight train He jumped off in the pouring rain Everybody said he's insane Just a low down no account hobo He made his bed beneath the county bridge The town folks said that's not his They signed a petition they're gonna get rid Of that white trash low down no count First Chorus: What if Jesus comes back like that On an old freight train in a hobo hat Will we let him in or turn our back What if Jesus comes back like that Hey What if Jesus comes back like that Born with a habit of drug abuse She couldnt help what her mama used It wasn't like she got to choose Now she's layin' there all alone Got a monkey on her back Nurses say they never saw a smile like that Doctor says she might stand a chance If somebody takes her home Second Chorus: What if Jesus comes back like that Two months early and hooked on crack Will we let him in or turn our back What if Jesus comes back like that Oh what if Jesus comes back like that Bridge: Nobody said life is fair We've all got a cross to bear When it gets a little hard to care Just think of Jesus hanging there He came to town on a cold dark night A single star was his only light The baby born that silent night A manger for his bed Last Chorus: What if Jesus comes back like that Where will he find our hearts are at Will he let us in or turn his back Hey what if Jesus comes back like that Yeh what if Jesus comes back like that Will he cry when he sees where our hearts are at Will he let us in or turn his back Hey what if Jesus comes back like that Oh what if Jesus comes back like that ------------------------------- I don't really think it matters does it? Perhaps He has taken a few quick trips back, just to test the water a little...and we never even knew He was here. And just for fun Biz.... I opt for the white robe and sandals but I'm just a traditionalist......I can't picture Santa in shorts and flip flops ...just sick and wrong...sick and wrong :)