Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Prayers

I do not like chain letters; yet, from time to time I am compelled to send out (as well as edit) a chain letter that I am sent. I was amazed to receive 10 responses within minutes from this one (again, I removed insistence that it must be sent to x number of people within x number of minutes, and now I am a convert that some of us need connection from time to time):

OK, I changed this a bit . . . but I do believe in the power of prayer . . . perhaps this finds you in need of comfort, so know that I am thinking of you! If you want to pass this along as a chain . . . feel free to do so! No pressure on my part.

May everyone who receives this message be blessed. REMEMBER to pray. That's all you have to do... There is nothing attached. Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of reward. Make sure you pray, and pray believing that God will answer. May today be all that you need it to be today. May the peace of God rest in your thoughts, rule in your dreams tonight and conquer all your fears. May God manifest himself today in ways that you have never experienced. May your joys be fulfilled, your dreams be closer and your prayers be answered. I pray that faith enters a new height for you; I pray that your territory is enlarged and I pray that you step into your destiny within your ministry. I pray for peace, health, happiness and true and undying love for God.


And, I shall add:
Amen! Shalom! and gunga la gunnga (Caddyshack (tm) interpretation ...)

And I will take this opportunity to straighten out any misconceptions on the dialogue from that movie- here it is (and all the men who read this blog will absolutely love this, girls, bear with me):

So I jump ship in Hong Kongand make my way over to Tibet... ...and I get on as a looper at a coursein the Himalayas. A looper? A looper. You know, a caddy, a looper... ...a jock. So I tell them I'm a pro jockand who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. The th son of the Lama. With flowing robes, grace, bald, striking. I'm on the first tee with him.I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one.Big hitter, the Lama. Long! Into a foot creviceright at the base of this glacier! Do you know what the Lama says? "Gunga galunga. Gunga gunga da gunga." So we finish and he's going to stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama! "How about a little something,you know, for the effort?" And he says, "There won't be any money... "...but when you die, on your deathbed... "...you will receive total consciousness." So I've got that going for me...which is nice.

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