A Quiet Voice and The Golden Crane
This little story reminds us to listen to that small quiet voice from within -- you never know where it will lead you.
As a teacher of origami (the ancient Japanese art of paper folding) at the LaFarge Lifelong Learning Institute in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, Art Beaudry was ![asked to represent the school at an exhibit at a large mall in Milwaukee. He decided to take along a couple hundred folded paper cranes to pass out to people who stopped at his booth.
Before that day, something strange happened -- a voice told him to find a piece of gold foil paper and make a gold origami crane. The voice was so insistent that Art actually found himself rummaging through his collection of origami papers at home until he found one flat, shiny piece of gold foil.](http://www.bandu2.com/_binc/images/site/three_dots.gif)
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The Journey
One day you finally knew
What you had to do, and began
Though the voices around you
Kept shouting
Their bad advice -
Though the whole house
Began to tremble
And you felt the old tug
At your ankles "Mend my life!"
Each voice cried.
But you didn't stop. ![You knew what you had to do,
Though the wind pried
With its stiff fingers
At the very foundations,
Though their melancholy
Was terrible.
It was already late
Enough, and a wild night,
And the road full of fallen stones.
But little by little,
As you left their voices behind,
The stars began to burn
Through the sheets of clouds,
And there was a new voice,
Which you slowly recognized as your own,
That kept you company
As you strode deeper and deeper
Into the world,
Determined to do
The only thing you could do -
Determined to save
The only life you could save.](http://www.bandu2.com/_binc/images/site/three_dots.gif)
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Atheist In The Woods
An atheist was taking a walk through the woods, admiring all that the accident of evolution had created. "What majestic trees! What powerful rivers! What beautiful animals!" he said to himself.
As he walked alongside the river he heard a rustling in the bushes behind ![him. He turned to look, just in time to see a 7-foot grizzly charge towards him. He ran as fast as he could up the path. He looked over his shoulder & saw the bear closing in on him. He tried to run even faster, so scared that tears were coming to his eyes. He looked over his shoulder again, and the bear was even closer.
His heart was pumping frantically as he tried to run even faster, but he tripped and fell on the ground. He rolled over to pick himself up and saw the bear right on top of him raising his paw to kill him.
At that instant, he cried out,](http://www.bandu2.com/_binc/images/site/three_dots.gif)
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What Do Angels Look Like?
Like the little old lady who returned your wallet yesterday.
Like the taxi driver who told you that your eyes light up the world, when you smile.
Like the small child who showed you the wonder in simple things.
Like the poor man who offered to share his lunch with ![you.
Like the rich man who showed you that it really is all possible, if only you believe.
Like the stranger who just happened to come along, when you had lost your way.
Like the friend who touched your heart, when you didn't think you had one to touch.
Angels come in all sizes and shapes, all ages and skin types.
Some with freckles, some with dimples, some with wrinkles, some without.
They come disguised as friends, enemies, teachers, students, lovers and fools.
They don't take life too seriously, they travel light.
They leave no forwarding address, they ask nothing in return.
They wear sneakers with gossamer wings, they get a deal on dry cleaning.
They are hard to find when your eyes are closed,
But they are everywhere you look, when you choose to see.](http://www.bandu2.com/_binc/images/site/three_dots.gif)
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Have you been to the bank?
Imagine there is a bank that credits your account each morning with 86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day. Every evening deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day. What would you do? Draw out every cent, of course!!!!
Each of us ![has such a bank. Its name is TIME.
Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds.
Every night it writes off, as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to good purpose.
It carries over no balance. It allows no overdraft.
Each day it opens a new account for you.
Each night it burns the remains of the day.
If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours.
There is no going back.
There is no drawing against the](http://www.bandu2.com/_binc/images/site/three_dots.gif)
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Quote
“It's not necessarily the amount of time you spend at practice that counts; it's what you put into the practice.”
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"Dancing is silent poetry."
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"Want to!", The
I remember the night in Miami when our son, Ian, was just five years old. We were staying with relatives and it was his bedtime. When I looked at the living room floor, I knew we had a problem. Toys were all over the place. "Ian," I said, "you need to pick up all those toys ![before you go to bed.](http://www.bandu2.com/_binc/images/site/three_dots.gif)
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Start Over
When you've trusted God and walked his way,
When you've felt his hand lead you day by day,
But your steps now take you another way.....
Start Over
When you've made your plans and they've gone awry,
When you've tried your best and there's no more try,
When you've ![failed yourself and you don't know why......
Start Over
When you've told your friends what you plan to do,
When you've trusted them and they didn't come through;
And now you're all alone and it's up to you.....
Start Over
When you've failed your kids and they're grown and gone,
When you've done your best but it's turned out wrong,
And now your grandchildren have come along......
Start Over
When you've prayed to God so you'll know his will,
When you've prayed and prayed and you don't know still,
When you want to stop cause you've had your fill......
Start Over
When you think you're finished and want to quit,
When you've bottomed out in life's deepest pit,
When you've tried and tried to get out of it.....
Start Over
When the year has been long and successes are few,
When December comes and you're feeling blue,
God gives a January just for you....
Start Over
Starting over means](http://www.bandu2.com/_binc/images/site/three_dots.gif)
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LEARN TO LEAN
It took me forever, Lord, to learn how to lean. To leave my friends as you lovingly began to wean. I know I was stubborn, and I dug in my heels, And when you applied pressure did I ever squeal.
It was a concept, Lord, that I just hadn't learned, And obviously . . . ![I was not too much concerned. But as my old leaning-posts were taken away, Routine confidence . . . began rapidly to fray.
Then your Holy Spirit, made it abundantly clear, To you alone, Lord, must I unltimately adhere. Only in your word and Spirit, may I ever grow strong, As you continue to teach me, a blessed new song.
It is not in friends and others, that I will understand. All my strength and wisdom, must come to me firsthand. No longer can another, walk me through the task, For only in Your guidance, may I safely bask.
Keep on teaching me Lord, and keep me close to you. (For without you beside me I haven't got a clue.) I belong to you Lord I am your creation . . .I want only to praise you without cessation!](http://www.bandu2.com/_binc/images/site/three_dots.gif)
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A Late Bloomer
A cactus stood all alone in the desert, wondering why it was stuck in the middle of nowhere.
"I do nothing but stand here all day," it sighed. "What use am I? I'm the ugliest plant in the desert. My spines are thick and prickly, my leaves are rubbery and tough, my ![skin is thick and bumpy. I can't offer shade or juicy fruit to any passing traveler. I don't see that I'm any use at all.](http://www.bandu2.com/_binc/images/site/three_dots.gif)
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Puppies for Sale
A store owner was tacking a sign above his door that read "Puppies For Sale." Signs like that have a way of attracting small children and sure enough, a little boy appeared by the store owner's sign.
"How much are you going to sell the puppies for?" he asked. The store ![owner replied,](http://www.bandu2.com/_binc/images/site/three_dots.gif)
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Paid In Full
A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.
As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited ![signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation, his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautifully wrapped gift box. Curious, and somewhat disappointed, the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible, with the young man's name embossed in gold.
Angry, he shouted at his father and said](http://www.bandu2.com/_binc/images/site/three_dots.gif)
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It Was In Your Eyes
It was a bitter, cold evening in northern Virginia many years ago. The old man's beard was glazed by winter's frost while he waited for a ride across the river. The wait seemed endless. His body became numb and stiff from the frigid north wind.
He heard the faint, steady ![rhythm of approaching hooves galloping along the frozen path. Anxiously, he watched as several horsemen rounded the bend. He let the first one pass by without an effort to get his attention. Then another passed by, and another. Finally, the last rider neared the spot where the old man sat like a snow statue. As this one drew near, the old man caught the rider's eye and said,](http://www.bandu2.com/_binc/images/site/three_dots.gif)
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THE OBSTACLE IN OUR PATH
In ancient times, a king had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it.
Many loudly blamed the king for not keeping ![the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the big stone out of the way. Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. On approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded. As the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the king indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The peasant learned what many others never understand.
Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve one's condition.](http://www.bandu2.com/_binc/images/site/three_dots.gif)
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