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A friend replied an email I forwarded her with the poem below and I thought it's well done so just to share it with you, she wrote..

May we be blessed with:

Comfort on difficult days
Smiles when sadness intrudes
Laughter to kiss our lips
Rainbows to follow the clouds
Hugs when spirits sag
Sunsets to warm our hearts
Friendship to brighten our being
Beauty for our eyes to see
Faith so that we believe
Confidence for when we doubt
Courage to know ourselves
Patience to accept the truth
And love to complete life.


It was in response to this email I sent her which was received from Sim.

A Holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day and said,

'Lord, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like.'

The Lord led the holy man to two doors.

He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in. In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew, which smelled delicious and made the holy man's mouth water.

The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be famished. They were holding spoons with very long handles that were strapped to their arms and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful. But because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths.

The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering.
The Lord said, 'You have seen Hell.'

They went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one. There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man's mouth water. The people were equipped with the same long handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished and plump, laughing and talking.

The holy man said, 'I don't understand.'

It is simple,' said the Lord. 'It requires but one skill. You see they have learned to feed each other, while the greedy think only of themselves.'

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Remember that I will always share my spoon with you..

It kinda reminds me of that spelling game where everyone in a circle would each have a letter held up on their foreheads and the group will have to figure out what the letters would make up and help each other to finally come up with the word. heh..