cleslie05aj
9th Jun '07 Sat, 00:29
Something to think about.....
>>
>> SCARS IN LIFE
>>
>> >Some years ago on a hot summer day in south Florida a little boy
>> decided
>> >to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry
>>
>> >to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind
>> >shoes, socks, and shirt as he went.
>>
>> >He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle
>>
>> >of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.
>>
>> >His mother in the house was looking out the window saw the two as they
>> >got closer and closer together. In utter fear, she ran toward the
>> water,
>> >yelling to her son as loudly as she could.
>>
>> >Hearing her voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to
>> >swim to his mother. It was too late. Just as he reached her, the
>> >alligator reached him. From the dock, the mother grabbed her little boy
>>
>> >by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an
>> >incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator was much stronger
>> >than the mother, but the mother was much too passionate to let go. A
>> >farmer happened to drive by, heard her screams, raced from his truck,
>> >took aim and shot the alligator.
>>
>> >Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy
>> >survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the
>> >animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches where his mother's
>> >fingernails dug into his flesh in her effort to hang on to the son she
>> >loved.
>>
>> >The newspaper reporter, who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked
>>
>> >if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pants. And then,
>> >with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I
>> >have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Mom wouldn't
>> >let go."
>>
>> >You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No,
>> not
>> >from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those
>> scars
>> >are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my
>> >friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your
>> >struggle, He's been there holding on to you.
>>
>> >The Scripture teaches that God loves you. You are a child of God. He
>> >wants to protect you and provide for you in every way. But sometimes we
>>
>> >foolishly wade into dangerous situations, not knowing what lies ahead.
>> >The swimming hole of life is filled with peril -- and we forget that
>> the
>> >enemy is waiting to attack. That's when the tug-of-war begins -- and if
>>
>> >you have the scars of His love on your arms be very, very grateful. He
>> >did not and will not ever let you go.
>>
>> >Please pass this on to those you love. God has blessed you, so that you
>>
>> >can be a blessing to others. You just never know where a person is in
>> >his/her life and what they are going through.
>>
>> >Never judge another person's scars, because you don't know how they got
>>
>> >them. Also, it is soooo important that we are not selfish to receive
>> the
>> >blessings of these messages without forwarding them to someone else.
>>
>> SCARS IN LIFE
>>
>> >Some years ago on a hot summer day in south Florida a little boy
>> decided
>> >to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry
>>
>> >to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind
>> >shoes, socks, and shirt as he went.
>>
>> >He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle
>>
>> >of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.
>>
>> >His mother in the house was looking out the window saw the two as they
>> >got closer and closer together. In utter fear, she ran toward the
>> water,
>> >yelling to her son as loudly as she could.
>>
>> >Hearing her voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to
>> >swim to his mother. It was too late. Just as he reached her, the
>> >alligator reached him. From the dock, the mother grabbed her little boy
>>
>> >by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an
>> >incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator was much stronger
>> >than the mother, but the mother was much too passionate to let go. A
>> >farmer happened to drive by, heard her screams, raced from his truck,
>> >took aim and shot the alligator.
>>
>> >Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy
>> >survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the
>> >animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches where his mother's
>> >fingernails dug into his flesh in her effort to hang on to the son she
>> >loved.
>>
>> >The newspaper reporter, who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked
>>
>> >if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pants. And then,
>> >with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I
>> >have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Mom wouldn't
>> >let go."
>>
>> >You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No,
>> not
>> >from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those
>> scars
>> >are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my
>> >friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your
>> >struggle, He's been there holding on to you.
>>
>> >The Scripture teaches that God loves you. You are a child of God. He
>> >wants to protect you and provide for you in every way. But sometimes we
>>
>> >foolishly wade into dangerous situations, not knowing what lies ahead.
>> >The swimming hole of life is filled with peril -- and we forget that
>> the
>> >enemy is waiting to attack. That's when the tug-of-war begins -- and if
>>
>> >you have the scars of His love on your arms be very, very grateful. He
>> >did not and will not ever let you go.
>>
>> >Please pass this on to those you love. God has blessed you, so that you
>>
>> >can be a blessing to others. You just never know where a person is in
>> >his/her life and what they are going through.
>>
>> >Never judge another person's scars, because you don't know how they got
>>
>> >them. Also, it is soooo important that we are not selfish to receive
>> the
>> >blessings of these messages without forwarding them to someone else.