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Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was
asked to judge.  The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring
child.  The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor
was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.
Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard,
climbed on to his lap, and just sat there.   When his mother asked him what
he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."
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Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were discussing a picture of a
family.  One little boy in the picture had a different color hair than the
other family members. One child suggested that he was adopted and a
little girl said, "I know all about adoptions because I was adopted."
"What does it mean to be adopted?" asked another child.
"It means," said the girl, "that you grew in your mommy's heart
instead of her tummy."
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A four year old was at the pediatrician for a check up.   As the doctor
looked down her ears with an otoscope, he asked, "Do you think I'll
find Big Bird in here?" The little girl stayed silent.  Next, the doctor
took a tongue depressor and looked down her throat.  He asked, "Do you
think I'll find the Cookie Monster down there?"
Again, the little girl was silent.  Then the doctor put a stethoscope to
her chest.  As he listened to her heartbeat, he asked, "Do you think I'll
hear Barney in there?"
"Oh, no!" the little girl replied.
"Jesus is in my heart. Barney's on my underpants."

 
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As I was driving home from work one day, I stopped to watch a local Little League baseball game that was being played in a park near my home. As I sat down behind the bench on the
first-base line, I asked one of the boys what the score was. "We're behind 14
to nothing," he answered with a smile. "Really," I said. "I have to
say you don't look very discouraged."
Discouraged?" the boy asked with a puzzled look on his face. "Why should we be discouraged? We haven't been up to bat yet."


Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot in life, I stop and thinkabout little Jamie Scott. Jamie was trying out for a part in a school play.
His mother told me that he'd set his heart on being in it though she feared he would not be chosen. On the day the parts were awarded, I went with
her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her, eyes shining with pride and excitement. "Guess what Mom," he shouted, and then said those words that will remain a lesson to me,
"I've been chosen to clap and cheer."

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A lesson in "heart" is my little 10 year old daughter, Sarah, who was born with a muscle
missing in her foot and wears a brace all the time. She came home one beautiful spring day to tell me she had competed in "field day"-that's where they have lots of races and
other competitive events. Because of her leg support, my mind raced as I tried to
think of encouragement for my Sarah, things I could say to her about not letting
this get her down, but before I could get a word out, she said "Daddy, I won
two of the races!" I couldn't believe it! And then Sarah said, "I had an advantage." Oh. I knew it. I thought she must have been given a head start...some kind of physical
advantage. But again, before I could say anything, she said, "Daddy, I didn't get a head
start... My advantage was I had to try harder!"


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An Eye Witness Account from New York City, on a cold day in December
A little boy about 10 years old was standing before a shoe store on the roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering with cold. A lady approached the boy and
said, "My little fellow, why are you looking so earnestly in that window?"
"I was asking God to give me a pair of shoes," was the boy's reply. The lady  took him
by the hand and went into the store and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks for the boy. She then asked if he could give her a basin of water and a towel. He quickly brought them to her. She took the little fellow to the back part of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, washed his little feet, and dried them with a towel. By this time
the clerk had returned with the socks. Placing a pair upon the boy's feet, she purchased him a pair of shoes.She tied up the remaining pairs of socks and gave them to him. She patted him on the head and said, "No doubt, my little fellow, you feel more comfortable now?"
As she turned to go, the astonished  lad caught her by the hand, and
looking up in her face, with tears in  his eyes, answered the question
with these words: "Are you God's Wife?"