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| Member Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: mountain grove, missouri
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Over the past few years I have discovered that when I am bummed, if I just make a trip to the local nursing home and spend some time with the old folks, reading or just talking, I soon find God's comfort to surround and lift up my spirit. I become edified (old English word meaning to get charged up). I first started going because I had an aunt living there. After she passed I continued to go because I had developed other friendships. Today I have Bible study every tuesday, and I go in on the third sunday of the month with others from my church to play music and sing. I have never left the nursing home bummed. I get the same spirituality from attending my AA meetings........it ain't about me, but it sure does something for me. What it is I can't fully explain........but I know it's of God...........toad I found this today and thought it funny....share this with me..... A man was working on his motorcycle on the patio, his wife nearby in the kitchen.. While racing the engine, the motorcycle accidentally slipped into gear. The man, still holding onto the handlebars, was dragged along as it burst through the glass patio doors. His wife, hearing the crash, ran in the room to find her husband cut and bleeding, the motorcycle, and the shattered patio door. She called for an ambulance and, because the house sat on a fairly large hill, went down the several flights of stairs to meet the paramedics and escort them to her husband. While the attendants were loading her husband, the wife managed to right the motorcycle and push it outside. She also quickly blotted up the spilled gasoline with some paper towels and tossed them into the toilet. After being treated and released, the man returned home, looked at the shattered patio door and the damage done to his motorcycle. He went into the bathroom and consoled himself with a cigarette while attending to his business. About to stand, he flipped the butt between his legs. The wife, who was in the kitchen, heard a loud explosion and her husband screaming. Finding him lying on the bathroom floor with his trousers blown away and burns on his buttocks, legs and groin, she once again phoned for an ambulance. The same paramedic crew was dispatched. As the paramedics carried the man down the stairs to the ambulance they asked the wife how he had come to burn himself. She told them. They started laughing so hard, one slipped, the stretcher and dumping the husband out. He fell down the remaining stairs, breaking his arm. |
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| Casual Hero and Raconteur Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: Austin, TX, USA
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Bill W. figured that out early in his own sobriety, and Dr. Bob said: "I spend a great deal of time passing on what I learned to others who want and need it badly. I do it for four reasons: 1. Sense of duty. 2. It is a pleasure. 3. Because in so doing I am paying my debt to the man who took time to pass it on to me. 4. Because every time I do it I take out a little more insurance for myselg against a possible slip."
__________________ Bill J. from Austin Rigid rat shovel (AKA "The Bitch") Ratted-out Evo FLT (AKA "The Bagger") The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom, and I'm trying to get there as fast as I can! | |
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| Member Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: mountain grove, missouri
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Thanks for sharing BillJ | |
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