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Bad Links? | No price for love
My good friend, Crissi, from The Citizen newspaper, sent me this article. Thank you, Crissi, for your caring spirit and your friendship. I print it here with comments at the end. A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the four pups, and set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of a little boy. Mister, he said, I want to buy one of your puppies. Well, said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat of the back of his neck, these puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money. The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. "I've got 39 cents. Is that enough to take a look?" "Sure," said the farmer. And with that he let out a whistle. "Here, Dolly!" he called. Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight. As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another little ball appeared, this one noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up. "I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt. The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would." With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself to a specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need someone who understands." With tears in his eyes, the farmer reached down and picked up the little pup. Holding it carefully he handed it to the little boy. "How much?" asked the little boy. "No charge," answered the farmer. "There's no charge for love." The world is full of people who need someone who understands. There are people out there that are waiting for just one person to give them a reason to keep living their life just one more day. Everywhere I go, someone tells me of how my wife, Dee, brightened up their day by just random acts of kindness, or a word of encouragement, or stopping and talking to them about their faith or their family or their church. I will go into a store, or the bank or some other place she has been and they will tell me of how she stopped and talked to them. Gods Word says that the pure in heart shall see God. That says it all. Dee, many of us could learn a Christianity lesson or two or three from you. Keep up the good No Price for Love work. Our new church is 100 percent finished (praise the Lord). Come and see. We will dedicate our new building Sunday, March 13, followed by our famous church BBQ. Come be with us.
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