Pictures That Speak Volumes #29

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The effects of the World Wart II have not only resulted to the death of millions, but also a long-standing disturbance on the lives of those who survived, particularly children. They were the ones who greatly suffered from the pain and trauma brought by the war. They not only witnessed killings of their families and friends; they also lost their future. They may have survived the war, but the pain will forever be there.

Among those who suffered this effect is Teresa, a young Polish girl who lost her family during the war. While in staying in a concentration camp, she drew an unrecognizable image on the blackboard, which was somewhat chaotic. When ask what her drawing was, she pertained to it as her “home”.

There’s A Donkey in the Well!

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One day a farmer’s donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn’t worth it to retrieve the donkey. He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone’s amazement he quieted down. A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up. As the farmer’s neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!

MORAL : Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up. Remember the five simple rules to be happy:

1. Free your heart from hatred – Forgive.

2. Free your mind from worries – Most never happens.

3. Live simply and appreciate what you have.

4. Give more.

5. Expect less from people but more from yourself.

So, go out, smile today and be happy!


Author: Unknown / Source: FB

Video Of The Famous WWI Christmas Truce

Here is some actual footage of the World War 1 Christmas Truce that I posted on my December 20th blog!!! Please check it out!


Do Not Let Us Quarrel On Christmas Day


Christmas Truce




” Just a short excerpt on the so-called “Christmas Truce” that took place between some German and British units on the Western Front in 1914. Apologies for audio being out of sync, source vid was like that.”









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A Christmas Giggle

This is how Darth Vader knew what Luke was getting for Christmas…..

Darth Vader and Luke Skywalker were having a long drawn out duel on Christmas Eve. Lightsabers drawn and sparks flying Vader pinned Luke against a bulkhead and glared at him.
“I know what you’re getting for Christmas, Luke,” he said, “Ohhh, yes! I know!” Luke fought himself free and jumped to a higher platfrom just out of Vader’s reach.

“How do you know!?” Luke yelled at him, “How do you know what I’m getting for Christmas!?”

Darth Vader snarled, “The force is strong with me… I felt your presents.”

My Favorite Times of the Christmas Season (by Fellow Bloggers)

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The Christmas Season is a special time of year in which millions and millions around the world celebrate the birth of Christ. Peace and Hope are not only reasons to celebrate during this time of year but it is also a time to give gifts and demonstrate love and compassion to others.

A week or so ago, I put out a request to my friends around the WordPress universe and asked people to share with us what the Christmas Season meant to them. The following is a collection of their thoughts. I hope that you find them both encouraging and inspiring to your heart and soul!  


My favorite part of Christmas is the generous loving spirit that envelops people. They are inspired to share with others and spread holiday cheer. ~ Toni ~ toniandrukaitis


My favorite part of Christmas is having friends who have no local family at my house for dinner. They are my loving extended family every year. ~


In the church at midnight on Christmas Eve, welcoming the Saviour. One year our house was gutted by fire and we spent Christmas in the little flat at the back of our Church. What a privilege to be there over that time… ~ Kiwissoar


This Christmas will be particularly special for me since I´ll spend it i sitting next to my uncle who has been laying down on a hospital bed for over a month, dying, it´s his inevitable destiny. So I´ll be there holding his hand and making him laugh. ~ Crazy Life


Sharing time with loved ones, “forcing” meeting with people you always say you will but never put aside time for them and using the opportunities to talk in a much lighter mood ~ Hunting for Growth


Years ago my father showed us the true meaning of Christmas giving. As we getting ready to leave the house for midnight service at church on Christmas Eve, he received a phone call from someone who called and needed help. My father told us someone needed help and he had to go. My father drove this man that he didn’t know to a clinic and admitted him so he could kick alcoholism. The man has been sober 20 years now. This one act showed the entire family that we should always put the needs of others ahead of our own. Best Christmas ever! ~ Jay ~ Lincoln & Puppa


My family has a tradition of going to the Christmas Eve Candlelight service at our church and this truly warms my heart each year. We watch a theatrical production of the Christmas story and sing Christmas songs. Then a candle is lit and it is passed on with each person lighting their neighbor’s candle. The sanctuary’s darkness is filled with light. ~ Mark ~ This Day With God


My very favorite part of Christmas is the Reason for the Season–the birth of our precious savior. I love the time spent with family, spending the night at my son’s house so I can wake up on Christmas morning and open gifts with them. My other special thing to do at Christmas is to surprise someone who has done a random act of kindness for me or others and buy or make them a special gift, ~ Elaine ~ Elaine’s Random Thoughts


To me is that special stillness that the season brings despite the craziness going around you. It is almost as being in two worlds at once, time for reflection, and time to rejoice with loved ones. ~ Inkspear


You mean after the greatest gift ever given by the most loving creator of all, who changes the world and my inner being? THE MUSIC!!!!! I don’t even get tired of hearing it in the stores while I’m shopping. It makes my heart sing. ~ Jo Bower (Randall) ~ Jo Bower’s Blog


My favorite part of Christmas is beginning each morning sitting in the dark, beside a live tree, sparkling beautifully with highlighted tinsel. This ritual gifts me a inexpressible stillness and contentment. ~ Wendy ~ Live Life in Crescendo


Christmas? A baby was born. Sins forgiven. Christmas lights and nativity scenes. Fun food, good friends and caroling. For me it goes much deeper. Christmas inundates my emotions with the newness of shiny Christmas ornaments, the night lit up with Christmas lights and Christmas movies telling us it’s ok to dream, to hope, to believe for the miracle that will heal our broken hearts and broken relationships. Christmas is the promise of a future and an offer of reconciliation by the father to his prodigal sons and daughters. Christmas is fulfilled on a cross. ~ Ana Perry ~ Jubilee Journey

Saying Goodbye to Mom and the Christmas Miracle

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It was a week before Christmas and my dearly beloved mother was in a coma. She was dying of cancer and had been unconscious since early that afternoon. It was the third night in a row that my wife and I had made our two hour trip to come to my mother’s house to say  ”goodbye” to her.

The hospice doctor had told me three days earlier that he believed that mom would pass away at any time and that we should visit her to be with her when she passed. So, for those three nights, we would make our trip to be with her and wait for the dreaded moment to come.

Leaving her house each night was very heart wrenching because I was never sure if it would be the last time that I would see her alive. I had always made it a point to tell her that I loved her each time I left her, so that I could always say, that that would be the last thing I told her on this earth if she passed away.

Like I said earlier, it was the third and last night we were with her and she was just in a deep, deep sleep. It was such a strange and surreal feeling, standing their watching my mom take in very slow breathes with her oxygen mask on her face. All of her hair was gone and she was just a shell of the beautiful and delightful woman that was my mother.

As the night wore on and the time got later and later, I grew more and more saddened by the fact that we would have to leave to return home. Finally, around midnight, we decided that it was time to go home. We had to be home for our two little boys in the morning.

I remember thinking that I wanted to SAY goodbye to my mom just one more time but I knew that I could but she would never hear it. So, with a heavy heart, I leaned over my mom, placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and said, “I love you mom.” Then I whispered to her, in almost a prayer-type request, “come on mom…wake up one more time. Please? Just once more?” But my request fell upon deaf ears and she never woke up. My wife then sat on the side of her bed, held hand ever so gently and began to say her goodbyes.

Suddenly, my mother opened her eyes, took off her air mask and said, with a voice as clear as could be, “what is everyone doing here? I am fine! I have just been sleeping. I am going to be fine.” It was simply fascinating experience. Here was my mother who had talked, just the day before, with a weak, raspy voice that was caused by constantly having the mask on and inhaling the oxygen 24 hours a day, and now she was totally awake and not only sounded like she was totally healthy but acted like it as well.

I stood there mesmerized and the sudden turn of events but I was also so very thankful…I could now SAY goodbye to my mother and share my feelings and last thoughts with her! After telling her the things that I wanted to tell her, giving her one last kiss goodbye and telling her how much I loved her and for being such a terrific mom, we got ready to leave. I felt truly blessed and thankful that my “whispered prayer” was answered. My heart was filled with joy knowing that God had given us a Christmas miracle…my mom.

Soon after we left, she went back to sleep and never woke up again. Later the next day, surrounded by friends along with her childhood best friend, she quietly passed on from this world and touched the face of God.

Feeling Down? Watch This Video…It Will Make Your Day!


Amazing…if we could stop a few minutes each day and see what is beautiful in our world, we will realize that most of our problems aren’t as bad as you may think.

The 1914 Christmas Truce of World War One

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The magic of Christmas sometimes has a wonderful and delightful effect on a variety of people. Sometimes we forget how important it is to treat our fellow human beings in a caring and giving way this time of year because of all the “hustle and bustle” of the season. Sometimes, that special time of year can soften the hearts of even the harden soldiers. This Christmas miracle happened during the first year of World War One…and it truly was a miracle.


During World War I, in the winter of 1914, on the battlefields of Flanders, one of the most unusual events in all of human history took place. The Germans had been in a fierce battle with the British and French. Both sides were dug in, safe in muddy, man-made trenches six to eight feet deep that seemed to stretch forever.

All of a sudden, German troops began to put small Christmas trees, lit with candles, outside of their trenches. Then, they began to sing songs. Across the way, in the “no man’s land” between them, came songs from the British and French troops. Incredibly, many of the Germans, who had worked in England before the war, were able to speak good enough English to propose a “Christmas” truce.

The British and French troops, all along the miles of trenches, accepted. In a few places, allied troops fired at the Germans as they climbed out of their trenches. But the Germans were persistent and Christmas would be celebrated even under the threat of impending death.

According to Stanley Weintraub, who wrote about this event in his book, Silent Night, “signboards arose up and down the trenches in a variety of shapes. They were usually in English, or – from the Germans – in fractured English. Rightly, the Germans assumed that the other side could not read traditional gothic lettering, and that few English understood spoken German. ‘YOU NO FIGHT, WE NO FIGHT’ was the most frequently employed German message. Some British units improvised ‘MERRY CHRISTMAS’ banners and waited for a response. More placards on both sides popped up.”

A spontaneous truce resulted. Soldiers left their trenches, meeting in the middle to shake hands. The first order of business was to bury the dead who had been previously unreachable because of the conflict. Then, they exchanged gifts. Chocolate cake, cognac, postcards, newspapers, tobacco. In a few places, along the trenches, soldiers exchanged rifles for soccer balls and began to play games.

It didn’t last forever. In fact, some of the generals didn’t like it at all and commanded their troops to resume shooting at each other. After all, they were in a war. Soldiers eventually did resume shooting at each other. But only after, in a number of cases, a few days of wasting rounds of ammunition shooting at stars in the sky instead of soldiers in the opposing army across the field.


What a great thing to remember! Imagine how much better the world would be if we put away our hate and bitterness towards others and focused on helping and serving them. 


Wanted: Stories For A Christmas Season Project!


Wanted: Stories For A Christmas Season Project!

This invitation goes out to any bloggers out there who would like to write in a sentence or two….WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE THING ABOUT THE CHRISTMAS SEASON?

I will then collect the thoughts that people share and create a blog. If you leave your name and blog site, I will give you and your site recognition.(like I did in my blog “Words of Thanksgiving From My WordPress and Personal Friends.:”

So, I invite you to take a few moments and share your thoughts now 🙂 I thank everyone on advance for sharing your stories with me (and soon to be…other people:)